Survival in the end of food

Darkness sweeps the world.

The rear end of the car slid into the yard, followed by Li Guangming, quickly closing the gate and plugging in the bolt.

Five or six zombies who came here with admiration walked one step behind the joggers, and slapped the wooden door with their palms dull and slow.

Li Guangming held the wooden door with his hand, stared at the ground for a while, and then turned and walked into the room.

The weather is sultry, and the cicadas sing continuously in the summer night, without a cool breeze.The air was damp and sticky, with a faint smell of blood in it.

There is no electricity, no air-conditioning, and I feel hot when I see the sofa.The living room was pitch black, Zheng Yan took out a candle from the space, the weak and soft candlelight illuminated the living room, Zheng Yan sat down on the floor, feeling the coolness rising from his hip.

For a while, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was silent and quiet.Hu Fei stared, looking back and forth on the faces of the three uncles, and the zombies knocked on the door regularly.

Hu Fei looked into the courtyard, and subconsciously leaned in Huo Xian's direction.

Hu Fei was starving to death.

Since he went out in the morning, he sat in the car and watched his uncles go into one store after another, go in empty-handed and come out empty-handed.It took nearly [-] hours from the brief meeting with that sister just now to the return home now.

They only ate a piece of cake in the car at noon to deal with it, and they haven't had a good meal until now.

However, no one seemed to feel hungry, and no one was in the mood to propose a meal.

Hu Fei touched his belly, got up quietly, took out a flashlight from the drawer in the living room, and went to the study room first.

Pushing open the door, the room was empty.

"Handsome angel?"

No one answered.

Hu Fei slumped his shoulders in disappointment, and returned to the living room with a lonely back.

Turning off the flashlight and putting it aside, Hu Fei opened the refrigerator, and the weak cold air remaining inside rushed to his face, refreshing his spirit.

However, there was no power supply, and the coolness quickly dissipated.

There is not much food in the refrigerator, there are several bottles of canned fish, half a watermelon, and three boxes of milk.Hu Fei took out all the food, wrapped his arms full of food, put his calf on the refrigerator door, and sent it to several uncles.

Four people, three boxes of milk.

Hu Fei looked at his favorite yogurt, gave it up cruelly, and divided it between Huo Xian, Zheng Yan and Li Guangming, each with a box.

Then he held the watermelon in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and said to Zheng Yan, who seemed the most talkative: "Uncle Zheng."

Zheng Yan came back to his senses and looked at him.

Hu Fei hurriedly pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and said, "We are going to cut that...watermelon, uncle, can you accompany me to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife."

Zheng Yan sighed, pulled his thoughts away from Sun Shuchao, and looked down at Hu Fei.The child held half a melon in his arms, his eyes were bright and watery, and he looked at him nervously in the candlelight.

Under such gazes, Zheng Yan's heart softened.He lost his loved ones, his mother disappeared, and he was the only one living alone. In the last days, he was vacillating and struggling to survive.

He tried his best to hide his nervousness, but he could still see that he was panicked. After all, they were also strangers to him.

The aim is to let him see the difference after the overturn of the world and adapt as soon as possible, but he never thinks about the difference between children and adults.The child was hungry very quickly, and no one could take good care of him all day long, but he didn't hear a single complaint.

Zheng Yan touched his head, stood up and said, "Wait for me here."

Zheng Yan walked into the kitchen, took out the kitchen knife, took out a bottle of mineral water from the space in the sink, and rinsed the knife surface.

After brushing the knife, most of the water in the bottle was gone. Edible water resources are precious. Zheng Yan put away the water, went back to the living room, and started cutting watermelon.

Cut the watermelon into small pieces, the flesh is bright red, and it tastes good, sweet and sour.

Except for Huo Xian who was sitting on the sofa thinking about something and Zheng Yan forced a mouthful, the three of them quickly ate the rest.

Pile the melon rinds on the ground, Hu Fei was still gnawing intently, Zheng Yan looked at him curiously, wondering who taught Hu Fei to be extremely frugal.It didn't count if he had finished eating the bright red flesh of the melon, he was still gnawing on the rind of the melon, and in the end the melon rind was eaten by him until only a thin layer of green skin remained.

After nibbling his own melon rind, Hu Fei looked at the red watermelon rind on the ground, raised his head and asked seriously, "Uncle, do you still eat?"

Zheng Yan didn't understand why, but shook his head.

Hu Fei nodded and said, "Then I'll eat it." Speaking of picking up the melon rind on the ground, he didn't dislike him, and gnawed it with his mouth.

Zheng Yan: "..."

Li Guangming: "..."

"Baby, Hu Fei, we don't want to eat." Zheng Yan hurriedly stopped him, saying dumbfounded.

Hu Fei held on to the melon rind, and said very seriously: "Uncle, I am small and eat little, and I will be full if I eat some watermelon. You and Uncle Huo are adults, and you want to fight monsters. You eat watermelon." More, you can eat canned fish."

Zheng Yan was taken aback for a moment, never expecting him to have such an idea at such a young age.

Zheng Yan forcefully took the watermelon rind out of his hands, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, uncle will still starve you?"

Hu Fei waved his hands again and again, choked up and said, "There are monsters outside, and our family has very little food..."

I am afraid of starving you.

"These are not things you should worry about." Seeing through his worries, Zheng Yan said softly: "Uncle is very touched and happy if you think so. But you Uncle Huo is very capable, and what do you think we are going to do today? Yeah? Uncle has hidden a lot of cakes, do you want to eat cakes?"

Hu Fei's eyes lit up.

Zheng Yan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It is now 00:25, past midnight.

The lingering haze around the few people gradually dissipated, Zheng Yan finally regained his mood, and said with a smile: "Close your eyes, uncle will do a magic trick for you."

Hu Fei bit his nails, tilted his head in thought for a few seconds, closed his eyes obediently, narrowed his eyes cunningly, and peeked.

Zheng Yan covered his eyes with his left hand, and took out a small cake with his right hand from the space, the size of a bowl, opened the package, and wrote on it with red jam:

Lingling, Happy Children's Day, Mom and Dad love you.

Taking a deep breath and trying to ignore the above words, Li Guangming cooperated and came over to insert a candle and light it.

"Are you ready?" The child's soft eyelashes rubbed against his palms, Zheng Yan put down his hands, and the darkness dissipated from his eyes. Hu Fei took a closer look and cried out in surprise.

"Ah! It's really transformed!"

Zheng Yan curled his fingers, scratched the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "Happy Children's Day."

"Hmm!" Hu Fei dug a large piece of butter into his mouth with his index finger, and said strangely, "Uncle...it's not my name on it!"

Zheng Yan said: "You can make do with it, there are so many things."

Hu Fei: "..."

He was educated by his grandfather hand in hand since he was a child. Although he is an only child, he is never selfish and knows how to share.

Hu Fei cut open the cake with a watermelon knife and shared a piece with each of them.

Then he sat on the ground by himself, holding the knife and licking off the cream sticking to the blade.

After eating the cake, the magician Zheng Yan conjured up a pot of cold dishes, two bowls of noodles, and three sesame seed cakes for dinner.

After having enough water and a full meal, Hu Fei wiped his mouth, his stomach felt comfortable and his whole body felt comfortable.He stood up and consciously started cleaning, threw all the melon rinds into the trash can, and piled up the dishes like a babysitter, ready to wash the dishes.

At this time, it was past one o'clock in the morning, and the nerves were stimulated and the toil of running around all day, and the eyelids kept fighting up and down.

Zheng Yan blinked his eyes to stay awake, and instructed Hu Fei to put the dishes on the coffee table first, and clean them up tomorrow.

The apocalypse has just erupted, zombies have not yet evolved crystal nuclei, all water has viruses, and it is no longer possible to wash dishes with tap water.

"Go to bed first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Zheng Yan took out a few bottles of mineral water from the space, distributed a bottle to each of them, and then focused on explaining to Hu Fei, "All water is poisonous, and if you drink it, you will turn into a monster outside. No matter if you wash your face You have to tell me in advance whether you want to take a bath or drink water, and you can only drink the water I give you, you know?"

Hu Fei hugged his own mineral water, nodded obediently, and said, "Uncle, I'm so hot, I want to take a bath now."

Zheng Yan's injured left arm was still aching. Li Guangming volunteered to take over the task and took Hu Fei to take a bath.

A plastic bag was placed over his head to prevent the children from drinking from the water cup in the shower.

One big and one small took a shower together in the bathroom, and finally washed off the stickiness all over their bodies.

Several people went to sleep separately.

Lying on the bed after taking a shower, Zheng Yan's mind was in chaos, his eyes were sore and heavy.However, the doubts lingering in his heart made him exhausted, but he couldn't fall asleep.

This is the second day after the outbreak of the end of the world, and someone has awakened the ability?

Although it is only a common and common power ability, this time is too early.

Zheng Yan mobilized the few sober brain cells to recall, in his last life... was there someone who awakened his abilities so early?

If this is the case, how fast are the zombies evolving?

Could it be now... There are already zombies with infinite strength and lightning speed.

Zheng Yan couldn't fall asleep, and neither could Huo Xian.

Because the whole room is full of words buzzing and flies buzzing.

Zheng Yan was so irritable that he couldn't think of anything, he slapped his arms and face from time to time, his whole body was itchy.

Huo Xian sat up halfway, watching him covering his injured arm, fanning back and forth with his right hand to drive away mosquitoes.

Under the moonlight, the young man's face was blushing, his eyes were blurred, and he was wearing a pair of panties all over his body.

"Does it still hurt?" The man asked hoarsely as he stroked him.

Zheng Yan said calmly: "It's much better now, but if you dare to mess around, I will be hurt to death."

Huo Xian had no choice but to be honest and stop touching him casually.

Hu Fei's house is not a community, there are many plants in the yard, and there are more mosquitoes than in the city.

After closing the window, Huo Xian took out a box of mosquito coils from the space, took apart two trays, and lit one in the room.

Then quietly walked into Li Guangming's room.

Hu Fei slept with him.

Ever since he witnessed the cruel scene in his bedroom, Hu Fei never went up to the second floor.

Putting the mosquito coils in the corner, Huo Xian passed by the living room, and could hear the inconspicuous footsteps outside.

The branches and leaves swayed outside the window, and the weather was unusually hot.Logically speaking, if there is no sun in the middle of the night, it should be cooler than during the day, but now it seems that there is not much difference.

It's only June now, not yet midsummer, not yet the hottest time.

Chapter 61 Apart from fighting zombies and trying to survive in the last days, there is another very terrible problem: boring

Zheng Yan once said that there are almost no spring and autumn in the last days, but winter and summer.

If it is true as he said, how hot will the summer be, how cold will the winter be, and how long will it last?The most important thing is, will the crops continue to grow in the hot and cold weather?

Even if there is a zombie frenzy all over the world, and the living conditions are difficult and harsh, as long as crops can be grown, human beings gather together to build bases, and solve the problem of food, other problems are not too big.

Zombies can evolve, and humans can also evolve, and reproduce. The offspring are endless, but the zombies will be slaughtered one day.

But if... the crops grow slowly, or even stop growing, and the evolution of zombies and the weather disaster are attacked from both sides, the prospects will be even less optimistic than he imagined.

Huo Xian's heart is a little heavy, no matter how much he thinks now, there is nothing he can do. He has never experienced it personally, and he can't be blocked by soldiers based on imagination alone.

Back in the bedroom, Zheng Yan heard the sound of the door opening, and quickly rolled over to the mat beside him.

Zheng Yan let out a sigh of relief when his back touched the cool mat.

Huo Xian looked at him strangely, and when he came over, he found that Zheng Yan was guilty when he got into bed.

The shot was warm, with some not-so-obvious sweat.

Zheng Yan said with a shy face: "Look at how kind I am to you. I was worried that you would catch a cold, so I warmed up the mat for you."

Nonsense.

Huo Xian laughed, but didn't expose him.Uncle Blind has trained him in this area since he was a child, and his methods are extremely strict, so that he doesn't have much idea of ​​hot and cold.

The two lay side by side, looking at the ceiling, Huo Xian asked, "Are there any mosquitoes?"

Drowsiness flooded in, Zheng Yan closed his eyes tiredly, shook his head, and said, "No, it's just very hot."

Huo Xian got up when he heard the words, picked copper coins from his neck, wanted to transport out the generator and connect the wires...

Sensing the rustling sound of the man next to him, Zheng Yan didn't open his eyes, but accurately grabbed his hand and asked, "Why are you going?"

Huo Xian looked down at the place where the two of them met, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "Install the air conditioner."

"..." Zheng Yan tilted his head slightly, looked at him and said, "Thank you, but I can't do it now. After a busy day, let's rest first."

Huo Xian said simply: "I'm not tired."

Zheng Yan took a breath of hot air, his back was already soaked in just a few minutes of lying on the mat, he leaned on his elbow, raised his body on the cardboard and said, "I know what you're thinking."

Zheng Yan said: "It's only June now. Believe me, it will be hotter for at least five months. It's getting hotter every day. It won't get cold until late autumn. Although we have a lot of gasoline, it's all consumables, and it's very troublesome to replenish. End of the world Maybe it will never end, use a little less. And...sooner or later, you have to get used to it. Turn on the air conditioner now, and the temperature will be more than 40 degrees in the future, and sometimes it will soar to [-] degrees, how can you live?"

Zheng Yan lay back on the bed, Huo Xian stared at his sleeping face, he couldn't give him a good life at all.

Zheng Yan pulled him out of the bed and laid him down, comforting him: "It's natural to be calm and cool, don't think about it, it's all because we were born at the wrong time, I was born decades earlier and I'm dead now..."

Before Zheng Yan finished speaking, he fell asleep without knowing it.

Huo Xian held his hand instead, his palm was dry, and Zheng Yan's hand was covered with greasy sweat.There is no noise of mosquitoes and flies in my ears, only the steady breathing of young people.

When I woke up the next day, I got up and looked at my phone, but the battery was dead.He raised his head and looked outside, the sun was shining hotly on the ground.

Zheng Yan got up, walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him to prevent mosquitoes from entering.The clock on the wall of the living room outside, the hour hand is pointing to nine, and there is a pile of disassembled mosquito coils on the coffee table.

Huo Xian took out this kind of mosquito coil from the space yesterday, a box of ten pieces, in order to save space, this kind of mosquito coil is in the shape of a circle, a large circle is surrounded by a small circle, and two pieces are combined into one plate.It needs to be disassembled when it is ignited. As we all know, this mosquito coil is very cheating, and it will be broken once dismantled.

Zheng Yan stood by the coffee table, fiddling with mosquito coils.

However, none of the more than ten coils of mosquito coils were broken, which shows how serious and gentle the man's actions are.

Next to the mosquito coils are math textbooks and a test paper.

Picking up the test paper to browse, Zheng Yan's eyes showed surprise.Hu Fei is not very old, but his handwriting is very serious and beautiful. He uses every stroke with great effort, and his handwriting...doesn't show much.Look at the answers to the paper again in general, full marks.

Zheng Yan put down the test paper, thinking that it was really difficult for him.Under such circumstances, I can still do my homework consciously.

He was the last one to get up. After a night's rest, his head ached and his arms were still a little sore.Zheng Yan exercised his muscles and bones, and looked outside the door. Li Guangming was standing on the bench, holding a big hammer in his hand, hammering nails into the door frame.

Zheng Yan walked slowly, looked up at him, covered the scorching sun with his palm, and asked, "What are you doing?"

With a hammer in his armpit, Li Guangming took out a long nail from his pocket, and knocked it firmly into the door panel. The dust fell down with the vibration, and the work was completed.

Li Guangming jumped off the bench and replied: "I discussed it with Huo Xian in the morning. It's too hot, so don't run around all the time. Hu Fei's home is a courtyard, not a residential apartment, and it's in the suburbs. There are not many zombies, green plants and trees." It’s also richer than in the city, so let’s stay here first. He and Hu Fei went to find bamboo curtains, and when they come back, they will hang up the bamboo curtains, so that the room will be cooler.”

The sun shone on the skin, bringing a familiar, unbearable burning sensation.

Zheng Yan narrowed his eyes, strolled around the courtyard, shook his hand and said, "How long do you plan to stay here?"

Li Guangming waved his hand, indicating that he obeyed Huo Xian's command, but he didn't know the details.

Zheng Yan didn't think there was anything wrong. After another eight or nine days, the first batch of mutated zombies began to have crystal nuclei.This is not the interior of the city, there is no siege by a large number of zombies, and it is not a remote village. Although there are a lot of zombies, they are not so many that they cannot handle it.

Rest here first, collect crystal nuclei, and wait for Huo Xian to awaken his abilities.

It's so hot that the road to the countryside is not easy to follow.In a little over a month, it will start to rain one after another around the world, and the weather will be cooler for a few days. By then, their team will have the strength and time, and they can live anywhere in the world.

What's more... No matter where you go now, the situation you are in will not have too many ups and downs.

Simply put, it doesn't make any difference.

Zheng Yan looked at the wall, Xu Shi often stayed at home with the old and the young, their walls were built high and thick, and the gate was relatively strong.

But even so, it's not very useful in the face of zombies with mutated power, and needs to be strengthened.

Open the crack of the gate and look out, there is no one on the street, only a few sporadic new zombies wandering around.The other zombies were killed by Huo Xian this morning, and the corpses were piled up far away from them, with dozens of them piled up.

Zheng Yan frowned, turned to Li Guangming and asked, "Where did you say Huo Xian went?"

"Look for the bamboo curtain." Li Guangming replied from a distance.

Bamboo curtain... It seems that Huo Xian really wants to use this place as a permanent safe haven.

They shouted a few words to each other, and the wandering zombies looked over slowly, and walked towards this side as if they had heard a password.

Zheng Yan opened the door, rummaged through the space, and pulled out a weapon.

This was a weapon invented by Huo Xian himself when he and Huo Xian were in L County, forged by a famous local blacksmith.Similar to knuckles, with a long, sharp cone.At that time, he tried it with a mannequin and found it very useful. It has been several months since he put it in the space. When the zombies first broke out, he couldn't remember it for a while.

Li Guangming came down the steps and saw that the zombie was getting closer and closer to the gate, so he couldn't help asking, "Zheng Yan, what are you doing?"

Zheng Yan pierced his knuckles with five fingers, and replied from a distance: "Exercise."

Zheng Yan came out of the gate, closed the wooden door, whistled, and ran quickly to the place where Huo Xian piled up the corpses.

Sure enough, those zombies turned around and chased him with rancid yellow liquid dripping from their mouths.

There were three zombies. Zheng Yan took out a mask and put it on to prevent brains and blood from splashing into his mouth.

The first person who came to die was a woman in her fifties, her hair was tied at the back of her head with a hairnet.She was not too particular about her clothes, her complexion was dark and yellow, and she probably was the nanny of someone nearby.

He was standing next to the pile of zombies, and a layer of flies fell on it.Before the zombies approached, Zheng Yan took the lead to bully him. His right hand was inconvenient, so he held the knuckles with his left hand and stabbed the zombie's chin forcefully.The sharp cone easily pierced through the skin and flesh, reaching the brain and protruding from the top of the head.The zombie's eyelids closed, Zheng Yan pulled out the tiger thorn, and the zombie fell limply to the ground.

It's really convenient.

The zombie has no emotions, no fear and no retreat, and the other two zombies come forward.

Zheng Yan tried piercing upwards from the chin, chopping downwards from the top of the head, and chopping horizontally from the ears, one by one.I found that the one from top to bottom is the most difficult to use, because the human brain is too hard.

Eyes, jaws and ears are more fragile and vulnerable.

Pile the zombie corpses aside, clear the road, there are not many people around, and there are no new zombies coming.

Zheng Yan wiped the tiger thorns off the zombie's clothes, and went home for dinner after exercising.

Pushing open the door, Li Guangming was sitting on the steps, looking at the grass bored.

Li Guangming's expression was very familiar to him, and he often saw it in his previous life.

In the last days, apart from dealing with zombies and trying to survive, there is another very unbearable problem.

dull.

No form of entertainment.

No electricity, no TV, no computer, no mobile phone, no Internet... nothing, it's painful.

The middle-aged and elderly people are better, they are not too dependent on the Internet.For young people, surfing the Internet has become a part of their lives, it is absolutely life, no, as, death!

Even in the age of civilization, being disconnected from the Internet is already very scary for them, and of course a power outage is even more terrifying.

but……

Fortunately, he prepared a lot of books and downloaded a lot of stand-alone games.After experiencing the tediousness of the apocalypse, he also gained a lot of wisdom in terms of entertainment, and he had the foresight to make very adequate preparations.

Zheng Yan smiled and said, "Isn't it very boring?"