If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

"Stand back!" Brother Nan yelled, beheading the zombie who rushed out of the door with one knife.

"Brother Xia is really a warrior." Merchant Feng, who introduced himself as Feng Yanshan, hugged Xia Chen and Brother Nan's thighs tightly after he was rescued, and always kept his duty as a younger brother. , he must boast greatly.

"Is there any more?" Nan Ge'er was a little proud when he was praised for the first time, but after hearing too much, that's what happened. He took a deep breath, but still didn't dare to relax his hand holding the knife.

"Probably not anymore." Xia Chen listened carefully for a moment, and they released and killed the two zombies that hit the door. Now the noise on the first floor is still much quieter, and the hoarse roar of the zombies can be vaguely heard. The number is definitely around five. Only above.

On the third floor, there was also the sound of zombies dragging their limbs stiffly when they walked around, and there was a knock on the door from time to time. Obviously, there were blood-sucked zombies looking for prey in the corridor.

"What are you doing now?" Brother Nan and Feng Yanshan looked at Xia Chen eagerly, hoping that he would come up with an idea.

Xia Chen stood in the corridor and looked down. There seemed to be a lot of zombies on the first floor, most of them were blocked in the dormitory area, but there were also two wandering in the lobby.He suspects that there should not be so many in the first place. It should be that the killed and injured people have not wounded in time, and all of them have mutated.

"Let someone come out to help first. With the three of us, it's impossible to clean up the first floor unscathed." Xia Chen said calmly: "It's not too difficult to kill these zombies now. If we don't clean them up early, Not only will it become stronger and stronger, but the number will also increase, and we will be trapped here to death."

"Okay, what do you say, what should we do." Feng Yanshan quickly took the opportunity to show his loyalty.

In such a dangerous environment, the three of them did not dare to separate. They went to knock on the closed door on the second floor one by one. Brother Nan stood guard with a knife, always guarding against a zombie rushing out from inside.

Fortunately, because Xia Chen responded in a timely manner on the second floor, there were not many casualties, and there were not many zombies infected with mutations, so after cleaning up the five zombies, only the hiding residents remained in the house.

Knocking all the way, I heard voices outside, and people came out one after another. There were 23 rooms on the second floor, and nearly 30 people lived there, five of them died. The residents who lived outside ran downstairs during the chaos, and walked about There were seven or eight people, plus Xia Chen and the others, there should be fifteen more.

But only seven people came out in the end, and there were noises in four rooms, but they refused to come out.

Xia Chen didn't force him either. He worked hard to find a way to gather people to clean up the first floor. Could it be that he wanted to help others?Don't be funny, he is not the savior. Brother Nan was so afraid of chopping up zombies that his legs trembled for the first time. Isn't he afraid?

Scared, scared to death, even in two lifetimes, he has never seen such a weird and disgusting thing, but what can he do, he has to go home, his parents, brothers and sisters are still waiting for him to come home.

He didn't have time to be afraid. If he delayed for a second, his family members might be in danger. Since he was thousands of miles away, he had no choice but to find a way to get home as soon as possible.

There is also Zijian, his best friend who does not know whether he is alive or dead, Xia Chen dare not even think about it, if Zijian really disappears, will he, will he become such a monster...

So Xia Chen forced himself to calm down. He analyzed calmly and worked out the most reasonable plan, just to increase the chances of survival for him and Brother Nan, and find a way to go home as soon as possible.

He wanted to clean up the first floor. He really didn't want to save people out of kindness. What he wanted was weapons.There is no shortage of food in his space, and some water is also stored, which is only used for drinking. There is no problem in supplying him and Brother Nan in the short term. If it is not possible, there are also fruits.

What he lacks are weapons. At present, it seems that zombies can use cold weapons to cause damage. His mutated plants can play some role, but the quantity is too small, and they are all consumables, which are not suitable as a regular means of attack.

Most of the people on the second floor are scholars and businessmen. At most, they carry a small dagger like Feng Yanshan, which is more decorative than practical. On the first floor, many guards carry sabers. For these things, he has to go to the first floor.

Of course, Xia Chen is also considering his own combat power. He is not as skilled as Brother Nan. The advantage is that he is good at slingshot and has certain shooting skills, but the lethality of slingshot to zombies is almost zero.

Xia Chen is not willing to give up his advantages. Long-range strikes have always been an indispensable fire support in battle. He wants to go both ways. While looking for melee weapons, he is also trying to find a way to use a slingshot to develop new attack methods.

Of course, he took other people downstairs to clean up the zombies, and he didn't just use them. Now that he cleaned up as soon as possible, he could go to the kitchen to store a certain amount of food. Otherwise, these people would be trapped upstairs and either be eaten by zombies or starved to death. die.

Those who refused to come out probably still had the mentality of waiting for someone to rescue them. Xia Chen felt that they had done their utmost to clean up the zombies on the second floor. Since these people wanted to hide, let them hide. He couldn't care less.

However, the seven people who came out were not as Xia Chen expected. They could work together to do things together. One of them, a man surnamed Yang, came out and saw the headless corpse on the ground and the bloody knife in Brother Nan's hand. He pointed at him and shouted to kill Brother Nan's face turned pale immediately as the murderer.

Xia Chen resented secretly, just as he was about to speak, Yang Juren ran downstairs as if they were going to hurt him.

The two zombies wandering in the lobby downstairs were attracted by the prey being fed to their mouths, and rushed towards them with a low growl. Yang Juren realized that something was wrong and wanted to turn around and run back, calling for help while running.

Brother Nan hesitated for a moment, Xia Chen grabbed him, leaned on the railing, watched Yang Juren being thrown down by the zombies indifferently, then turned his head and smiled at the remaining six people: "If it weren't for us murderers, You will be like him."

Among the six people, Zhao Juren, who had a good relationship with Yang Juren, immediately said angrily: "He just said something casually, you are too cold-blooded, did he say something wrong?"

Xia Chen laughed back in anger, and asked the others: "You think so too?"

Two of them were silent, but one of the remaining three, Jiang Juren, cupped his hands and said: "Although Jiang is not talented, he can still tell right from wrong. This monster hurts people and drinks human blood. It can no longer be called a human being. The two Jiang is very grateful to everyone who drew his sword to help."

The other two also stated that they had the same idea as Jiang Juren. Xia Chen lowered his eyes and remained silent. He didn't care whether these people were sincere or not. Now they have the same purpose, which is to find a way to eliminate the zombies in the inn and survive.

In fact, this is not the only way for him to go. When Yang Juren pointed at Brother Nan and scolded the murderer just now, Xia Chen instantly became murderous.

He had already thought of an alternative route. If the zombies in the inn had no choice, he and Brother Nan would retreat into the room and try to get out through the window. Although it was dangerous, they had glutinous rice and could restrain most of the zombies. , his pea shooter and sun flower can be used.

"Brother Xia is my old Feng's savior. Whoever says he did something wrong, I, Old Feng, will be the first to quit!" Feng Yanshan, the number one horse boy, was stunned by Yang Juren's deadly behavior. After reacting, he was the first to express his loyalty.

Just kidding, that monster can eat people, and he, Lao Feng, is so fat that he almost confessed here, that Yang Juren was afraid that he was stupid in reading, so he didn't hug his thighs to sympathize with the monster.

"Old Feng, tell them about the situation of the zombies." Xia Chen ordered blankly, then patted his nephew on the shoulder, and took him aside to talk.

"Brother Nan, time is running out. Listen, I suspect that this kind of monster is likely to exist in more than one place. In other words, we must go home as soon as possible. Do you understand what I mean?"

Brother Nan was stunned for a moment, and his pupils constricted. My uncle said that there might be monsters outside the inn, and he thought it was referring to the Imperial Capital. After all, the weather in the Imperial Capital was changing strangely during this period. Could it be that at home...

"Listen, these monsters eat people. They are not human anymore. We can go home only after we kill them. This is what I asked you to do. Don't think too much about it. Uncle will take you home."

Brother Nan's eyes suddenly turned red, he nodded vigorously, and clenched the long knife in his hand: "I see, we are going home."

"Good." Xia Chen rubbed his little nephew's head, restrained his emotions, and dragged him to the open room to move tables and chairs to block the stairs.

At this moment, Feng Yanshan also finished talking to those few people, even the three who didn't like Xia Chen stood aside and listened to it, all showing a dull expression that their three views had been refreshed.

Jiang Juren glanced at Xia Chen, hesitated and said, "Brother Yanshan said, that, that zombie is afraid of glutinous rice, I'll wait..."

Xia Chen silently untied the untouched cloth bag on his body, dumped out six piles, and asked them to pack it up by themselves.The three of Zhao Juren didn't expect that he would share it with them, and looked at Xia Chen in surprise.

Xia Chen said coldly: "Don't think too much, you will become new zombies if you are bitten to death, I don't expect you to help, just don't make trouble."

The three of Zhao Juren blushed immediately, and wanted to say that they would not cause trouble, but they didn't know how to help them. It was no problem to let them study, and they were really inexperienced in fighting zombies.

Xia Chen began to divide the work, and asked them to move tables, chairs and benches, and block the stairs leading to the first and third floors, leaving a passage in the middle.

Just now, Yang Juren ran downstairs, attracting the attention of the two zombies in the lobby, making them realize that there is still fresh food on top of their heads, and they are eager to try to climb the stairs.It's just that the zombie's limbs are too stiff, and it takes one step to climb and two steps to fall. Among the two zombies, the one that killed Yang Juren is more flexible and has already climbed one-third of the stairs.

Brother Nan blocked the stairs with a knife, looking resolute. Xia Chen didn't let him go downstairs for fear of attracting more zombies, but when these two climbed up, don't blame Brother Nan for cutting one at a time.

"Young Master Xia, what shall we do now?" After finishing his work, Feng Yanshan hurried to Xia Chen's side to greet him. He called Brother Nan Brother Xia, but he respected Xia Chen a little more.

Xia Chen watched Nan Ge'er kill the zombie who climbed up first, then picked the corpse downstairs with a knife, and asked without looking back, "Are you hungry?"

"Ah?!" Feng Yanshan was stunned for a moment, then reacted randomly, clutching his stomach and nodding: "Hungry."

In the middle of the night, he ran for his life, chopped zombies, and moved tables and chairs. It was all physical work. His stomach was already growling with hunger. He was too nervous to notice it. Now that Xia Chen mentioned it, his bowel sounds kept coming and going. .

"Do you have anything to eat?" Xia Chen asked again.

Feng Yanshan hesitated for a moment, then said: "I still have some cakes in the room, if you are hungry, I'll bring them for you?"

When Xia Chen heard this, he turned to look at him: "No, you can keep it for yourself, think about how long your pastry can last, and what to do when you finish eating it."

Feng Yanshan's face immediately changed, and the other six people also realized this serious problem, and one of them whispered: "It's not possible, wait a little longer, the government will always send someone to rescue us."

Xia Chen chuckled lightly: "Shh, listen carefully, did you hear that? The screams were not downstairs or upstairs, but outside the inn. Do you think you can wait until the government sends someone?"

"Then, what should we do then?" Feng Yanshan said hastily, "Young Master Xia, you said that you saved my old Feng's life, so how can you tell me what to do?"

Xia Chen turned his head and looked downstairs: "Yesterday, the shopkeeper stocked up a large amount of food, vegetables, meat and firewood, and it's in the back kitchen. As long as the first floor can be cleaned up, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking for a while."

"Repay, pay off?" Hearing the roar of zombies downstairs, Feng Yanshan shuddered: "Xia, Shao Xia, there are so many zombies downstairs, we just don't have enough teeth... ..."

"Who told you to be straight-on?" Xia Chen raised his chin: "Did you see that over there?"

Feng Yanshan probed to look: "Wine?"

Xia Chen knocked on the railing, nodded and said, "That's right, Jiu, we just need to set up a trap, lure the zombies over, and burn them with a single fire."

Zombies are afraid of light and belong to yin. Since glutinous rice is useful, Xia Chen boldly guesses that fire can also burn them to ashes.

"It's done!" Feng Yanshan shouted "A clever plan" when he heard it, as long as he doesn't let him confront the zombie crowd, he thinks Xia Chen's idea is really great.

"Don't rush to boast, do you think this method is not dangerous?" Xia Chen stared at the pile of wine jars downstairs, then looked up at the layout of the inn, planning and falling into the layout method in his mind.

"To set up traps, you have to go downstairs. These alone are not enough. It is best to hang the wine jar, and then the wine will be sprinkled all over the zombies to burn them to death quickly. Otherwise, they will only burn their feet and they will run around, which will destroy the entire inn." Burned."

"Also." Xia Chen glanced at the seven people who were listening to him carefully: "I need a bait to lure the zombies over."

The seven people looked at each other, but they didn't dare to answer. Xia Chen sneered: "Isn't it very righteous when you accused me just now? Cold-blooded? Your blood is hot."

He was not such a sharp personality, but when he thought of Brother Nan's pale face at that time, Xia Chen couldn't stop his anger.

Ever since he realized that this might be the end, Xia Chen's head has been throbbing and hurting. He forcibly suppressed all his fears and forced himself to let go of his emotions and think calmly, which caused his nerves to be overly tense and caused nervous headaches.

In this situation, he really couldn't maintain a peaceful mind.

The three of Zhao Juren blushed and turned pale, but none of them could tell if they were going to be the bait. Jiang Juren hesitated for a moment and asked, "How do I make this bait?"

Xia Chen didn't talk nonsense, pointed directly at the counter and said, "I want to turn the counter sideways to block the outside, pile up the wine jars in a circle, and hang a few more jars from the beams. Most of the zombies downstairs gather in the dormitory area, and now only The roar of zombies can be heard, but there is no scream, which means that the people downstairs have found a way to defend themselves and temporarily blocked the zombies. Zombies are sensitive to blood and popularity. We are not as numerous as the survivors on the first floor, so we must use blood things attract them.”

Xia Chen paused here, and continued: "There are no living things, so we can only let blood out, find a container to fill it up, sprinkle blood to attract zombies, lead them all the way into the trap, and throw the blood container directly into the trap ring That's it."

"How do you break a wine jar and start a fire?" Jiang Juren asked.The second floor is some distance away from the counter, and it is difficult to throw the throwing object. If the zombies run away, all the planning will be in vain.

"You don't have to worry about this." Xia Chen pulled out his slingshot and shook it: "I use the slingshot well, and I guarantee that I can break all the wine jars in a short time, and then just shoot a firelighter over there."

The seven of them glanced at each other. In this case, Xia Chen's role is irreplaceable. He must stay on the second floor and prepare to smash the wine jar.Brother Nan has been guarding the stairs, and Xia Chen also said that he will not let him go. He must block the stairs to prevent zombies from being lured up, and the person who will be the bait can only be chosen among them.

Among the three people with Zhao Juren, there was a black and thin Wang Juren who suddenly said: "I'll go, I used to walk on mountain roads when I was young, my legs were good, and I ran around. I'll lure the zombies into the trap."

"Have you figured it out?" Xia Chen asked.

Wang Juren nodded: "Thought it out." He thought about it. Xia Chen's method is currently the most feasible. He has no food at all. Zombies will become stronger after sucking blood. Yang Juren has already demonstrated it to him. If he didn't think about getting some food while he still had the strength, he would have no way to survive.

"Okay, you go." Xia Chen turned his head to look at the others: "Wang Juren doesn't need bloodletting to prevent zombies from targeting him. Do you have any objections?"

Feng Yanshan was the first to say: "No objection, you and Brother Xia don't need to let go, you are the main combat force, it would be bad if the zombies are attracted by the bloody smell and hurt you during the battle."

The others nodded in agreement, and Xia Chen didn't want to do bloodletting either. These people couldn't help in beating zombies, so some bloodletting was considered a contribution.

Bloodletting was not allowed before setting up the trap. Xia Chen first asked them to put on his thick clothes as much as possible, but it could not affect the activities. He went back to the room and closed the door to enter the space. He took a large bag of glutinous rice and divided them into small bags.

Brother Nan has already hacked to death the two zombies that climbed up. There is still one in the lobby. It was transformed by Yang Juren. climb the stairs.

After dressing them up, Xia Chen distributed some glutinous rice to each of them, and then Brother Nan took the lead, and the group slowly went downstairs. With a knife, he hacked the zombie to death easily.

This time Zhao Juren didn't say anything cold-blooded. He lowered his head and moved the wine jar in silence. He is not a person who does physical work. It takes a lot of effort to move a wine jar. Xia Chen directed the placement while observing the first floor environment.

There is a small door at the back of the lobby, which is the accommodation area on the first floor. Zombie groups are crowded behind the door. Just by hearing the sound, you can tell that there are a lot of them. Other survivors are probably blocked inside, and I don't know what the situation is.

The wine jars were quickly moved. Xia Chen found a bundle of thick hemp rope near the counter, found three moderately sized wine jars, and tied them up. The other end of the rope was thrown onto the beam, and the three jars of wine were hung up.

After being hoisted to a suitable position, the rope was tied to the pillar on one side and tied with a dead knot. Xia Chen checked again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he took a few people upstairs.

Feng Yanshan provided two water bags, and Zhao Juren and others cut open their arms to let blood out, and filled the water bags.Wang Juren wore Xia Chen's scarf and hat, which were tightly wrapped, and Xia Chen put an extra bag of glutinous rice on his waist for him.

"I am leaving."

"Remember what I said, come back if you can't do it." Xia Chen urged.

"Okay." Wang Juren held up the water bag filled with blood and shook it at them.

Wang Juren went downstairs lightly, Nan Geer stood guard at the stairs with a knife, and Feng Yanshan stood on the other side holding his own small dagger.

Xia Chen had already picked a suitable shooting point, holding the slingshot and wrapping the projectile, staring closely at Wang Juren as he passed through the lobby, then his sight was blocked, Xia Chen only heard roars one after another, and Wang Juren's figure suddenly appeared , followed by a long line of zombies, at a glance, there were at least twenty of them.

Everyone upstairs gasped. With so many zombies, if they really attacked upstairs, who would be able to stop them.

Wang Juren unscrewed the water bag while running, and threw the water bag into the circle formed by the wine jar. The blood spilled out during the throwing process, and the zombies following Wang Juren immediately shifted their targets and rushed towards the water bag.

The densely packed zombies ran towards the trap circle like dumplings. Wang Juren ran upstairs, but at this time, five or six tall zombies ran out from behind the door. Each of them was nearly two meters tall. Looking at the black light, he didn't even look at the water bag that was being scrambled for, and chased after Wang Juren.

"Scatter glutinous rice, stop them!" Xia Chen yelled, ignoring to help the other side, shot out one after another, smashing the wine jars one by one, and the wine poured out, smashing the blood-sucking zombies lying on the ground They were soaked through.

The last three hanging wine jars were smashed, and all the zombies were splashed with wine. Xia Chen quickly lit the alcohol bottle he had prepared and threw it over.

With a crisp sound, raging flames shot up into the sky, and screams rang out one after another, and the zombies in the fire circle were burned into torches one by one.

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