I'm not really a zombie

The two arrived at the new residence before dark without any risk.

The new residence is close to the city center, on a tall building with more than 20 floors.

Lin Fang followed Yuan Ling up the stairs with a heavy heart.As I climbed, I thought, the higher the view, the better the view, and the safer, but it will be a little tiring to climb up.

The elevator upstairs has long been useless, and even if it worked, no one would dare to use the elevator that has not been repaired in the past twenty years.

The injury on Yuan Ling's leg hadn't healed yet, and his leg began to tremble after a few layers of climbing, and he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Lin Fang's body was also very stiff. Every time he took a step, he had to move his joints and make sure that he lifted his feet high enough before he stepped down. Otherwise, he would stumble like before, and his joints would creak after a long time.

The two troubled brothers looked at each other with a smile, and continued to grit their teeth and persist.

For a moment, only the heavy breathing of the two could be heard in the space.

After climbing for an unknown amount of time, Lin Fang noticed Yuan Ling's dripping sweat, and looked up to see Yuan Ling dripping with sweat.

Think about it, they seem to have climbed eight or nine floors, and it's time to take a break.

Lin Fang squeezed out a few words from his throat, with an obscure tone, "Let's take a break first."

Yuan Ling stopped, and casually wiped his face with his sleeve, "No, there are two more floors and we'll be there."

The two floors were quickly climbed, and the two stopped climbing the stairs, but started to move forward in the corridor on the 11th floor.

Lin Fang looked around. This is not a residence, but an office. He guessed that this building might belong to a certain company, or be rented out to several companies.

Different from the tragic situation downstairs where there are piles of bones and bones, the 11th floor still has some traces of civilization, and there is no obvious apocalyptic atmosphere.

Maybe there are too few zombies and survivors who are willing to climb the 10th floor to the 11th floor.

Lin Fang thought happily.

Yuan Ling led him into a room at the end of the corridor.

There are several desks, several computers, and several fallen chairs in the room. Documents and other things are scattered on the floor, and the cabinet door is opened, as if it has been robbed.

Of course, all of this was covered in a thick layer of dust, which seemed to be sealed in.

Lin Fang is not interested in these things. He has seen all kinds of houses in the end of the world these days. Compared with those, this one has nothing special.

He licked his chapped lips and climbed another ten floors after driving for a day. Now he was tired, thirsty and hungry.

Not only that, but they were also very nervous mentally. Along the way, they didn't see anything to eat, and they had nothing to eat.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong, and Lin Fang followed the sound to see that Yuan Ling was pouring something out of a bag.

What will it be?Is it food? ,

Lin Fang couldn't see clearly, and his eyesight had become a little poor these days.

Walked up and it sure was food.

A few cans, a few bottles of drinks, a few bags of instant noodles, a few packets of instant coffee, two pieces of chocolate, and a small bag of "coarse grains".

Lin Fang was overjoyed, and then Yuan Ling brought over half a barrel of mineral water.

In the evening, in the dim room, Lin Fang and Yuan Ling looked at each other and smiled, gaining a brief moment of peace.

At night, the two of them sat together waiting for the coarse grains to boil. Lin Fang looked at the canned drinks in the dim light and sighed. ,

"What's wrong?" Yuan Ling stirred the coarse grains.

"These are too old to eat."

This is an obvious fact, and it is no longer a simple mold problem.

"Well, I think so." Yuan Ling's expression didn't change, "I knew it when I found them, but I just kept it as a thought. If I'm really going to starve to death, I won't care so much."

"Wait until tomorrow, let's go out and search for food together."

"Don't worry, let's see the situation first, we can eat this bag of grain for two days."

Lin Fang glanced at the remaining "coarse food", thought about the recent experience, and was filled with emotion.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​preparing so many residences?"