It seems that because he is not in a good mood, Zhou Xiang woke up and found that the sky had become very gloomy, but it still didn't rain at this time, and it seemed that there was no such concept of rain in this world.

He didn't know why he suddenly had this thought, could it be that the rules of this world were not perfect? It's right to think about it, if the rules were perfect, I'm afraid this small empty island would not have been born.

Zhou Xiang shook his head, put this strange thought in his heart behind him, took out a bottle of milk from the cabinet next to the bed, and then took out two unknown fruits from a simple basket on the desk, put on a rag towel, and slowly walked to the stream not far away.

In the past few days, in order to be able to live a good life, he has also made a lot of efforts, such as cutting off a piece of clothing that can no longer be worn, and then cutting out a piece as a towel, and keeping the others as a backup, at least not the real primitive survival, under the condition of having a room, trying to live better is the right way.

Fortunately, he is used to putting all kinds of things in the drawer of the wardrobe, and he found a box of unused electric toothbrush heads and a box of disposable toothpaste in the drawer, which temporarily solved the problem of brushing his teeth.

Even the problem of food has not been solved, he thinks that with the long sword he made yesterday, he should be able to slaughter an animal and try it, and if he follows the rules of the game, maybe he can gain a little experience? Make yourself stronger to deal with the troubles that are coming.

Zhou Xiang thought as he walked, the trees around here can be used to light fires, and they will grow back after being cut down anyway, and he doesn't know if after the power of his world disappears, will the tree cut return to his performance like an ordinary world?

There will be no shortage of fire, Zhou Xiang's roommate himself is a person who is very addicted to smoking, although he doesn't smoke indoors on weekdays, but he has lost a lot of lighters on the table and in the drawer, and Zhou Xiang can also touch a lot.

Even he can touch one on the bed, I don't know why, he usually has a cigarette in his mouth and looks for fire everywhere?

"Whoa!" The clear and cold stream water stimulated his face, making his originally somewhat ignorant expression gradually recover, and the fruit in his hand suddenly accidentally fell into the stream, and he hurriedly rushed forward to grab it.

It's the best fruit in the woods, and it's not much, so it's a shame if it's gone.

Zhou Xiang finally grabbed the fruit that was washed away in the relatively turbulent stream, but the shadow in front of him blocked his progress, and on a clearing next to the stream, near the edge of the empty island, a large shadow suddenly appeared.

Zhou Xiang remembered very clearly that when he passed by here yesterday, he still felt sorry because there were no plants in such a large open space, how could there be shadows?

He slowly looked up and saw a somewhat decaying and dilapidated house, with some scarlet and black blood stains on the side of the house, as well as some graffiti of various colors.

The graffiti is basically in English, and it seems to be written in a hurry, and there is no pattern, but words like "SOS" and "HELP" are also common, which makes his head a little alarmed.

This house is very special, it seems to have no windows, and the heavy American-style doors also look exceptionally sturdy, because they are nailed with wooden and iron bars, and at the same time, they are also blocked by all kinds of objects, and there is only a very small window that allows people to see inside.

Next to the room, someone drew a simple house symbol with graffiti and a red cross in the center, and a sign in the center of the sturdy-looking door that read "DEAD END".

Zhou Xiang couldn't believe it, such a familiar style made him already guess what this place was, but he still needed to make some attempts.

He didn't open the door with the deadbolt on it, but stepped back cautiously, not even preparing breakfast, and the person who could eat in this situation was not called big-hearted, but heartless.

Rushing all the way back to his small room, he didn't even have time to put down the towel on his shoulder and took his laptop out of the desk drawer.

This large desk is used by him and his roommate, so there are two extremely high-configuration desktops, and it is no exaggeration to say that as a practitioner in the design industry, their two computers can easily be replaced by an ordinary car.

Of course, these two computers are useless now, Zhou Xiang opened the notebook directly, and the power is naturally full, but now there is no place to charge, and it is impossible to say whether it can be turned on again next time after opening.

But where can Zhou Xiang take care of these at this time? After clicking on the notebook, he didn't hesitate to pull it directly to steam, but after thinking about it, he still didn't open the game in it, but changed a folder again, and clicked on a video that had been recorded.

He doesn't have time to play the game again now, so it's a very unwise choice to start the game, as for the video, he and his friends once recorded a video of the road to survival, although it was not cleared, but the details in it should be detailed.

Zhou Xiang took the notebook all the way to the house that suddenly appeared, and at this time, the picture in the notebook happened to be poisonous, and after they cleared the first level, they came to the door of the house.

"I guessed right, it's a security gate!" Zhou Xiang nodded, and took the picture in the notebook and compared it with the house in front of him a little, whether it was the wooden iron bar attached to it, or something that was a bit like a traffic sign that was deliberately pasted after tearing it off, it was very similar.

Even the sign with a danger warning on it, which is [DEAD END], is exactly the same, and he can now conclude that this room is a safe house in the road to survival!

He looked at the power of the notebook, it consumed 20%, which was not particularly terrifying, and quickly pressed the shutdown button, the time spent is so short, it means that there will be a chance to continue to use it next time, which is good news for him.

Zhou Xiang returned to his hut again, this time he specially put on two thick clothes, picked up the fine iron sword that he had just made yesterday, wrapped a few clothes tomorrow, his bare skin and ankles, and finally put on a pair of leather shoes and a pair of thick leather gloves, and walked towards the safe house again.

Although the true degree of crisis on the road to survival is almost nothing compared to Resident Evil, this is for a zombie boss after all, and he is just a simple ordinary person.

If there is any zombie in the safe house, he will open the door at will, and if he is caught, he can read the file and start again.

If Zhou Xiang had the power of the world, maybe he could still look forward to the rebirth of the game mechanics, but now he has nothing, and he has to be careful.

The zombies on the road to survival are very different from the zombies in other worlds, according to the background information, the virus in it does not rely on airborne transmission, but relies on wounds, after being injured, the virus will enter the body, making you completely dead and become a walking corpse.

After Zhou Xiang was ready, he quietly walked to the security door, and looked inside through the small glass baffle.

It's just that the glass baffle is muddy and dark, and nothing can be seen, so Zhou Xiang gave up this idea, picked the door bolt with the tip of his sword, and pressed the whole person against the door, wanting to hear the movement inside.

However, after a long time and still no movement, he cautiously opened the door......