When night fell, Cui Haoran had already taken care of his personal hygiene and personal meals, and began to count the money and count the cramps in his hands while lying on the bed. No, it's a life of counting crystal nuclei to hand cramps.

The previous 1,357 and the 1,200 that were cleaned to the bottom floor, and the 123 that were obtained from the closed door at the end of the final sweep, add up to 2,680. This is the crystal nucleus of 2680 zombies, each crystal nucleus is the size of a small finger, and the 2680 crystal nuclei piled together on the bed have become a small mountain.

Looking at the mountain-like crystal nucleus glowing with a faint glow of intoxication, Cui Haoran had an urge to put his face up and kiss it well.

Suppressing his thoughts, Cui Haoran counted one by one and filled a backpack with crystal nuclei, and every time he counted to 500+, he would make a mistake in counting, causing him to pour it out again and count it a few times.

After playing the boring game of counting the crystal nuclei for about half an hour, and getting tired of playing, Cui Haoran put the crystal nucleus into the backpack and threw it into the system space.

Then check the information prompt of the system:

[You kill zombies, the passive skill Bloodthirsty Carnival takes effect, and you get a bit of kill value; Permanently increases your health resilience by a point]

[You kill zombies, the passive skill Bloodthirsty Carnival takes effect, and you get a bit of kill value; Permanently increases your health resilience by a point]

……

There are more than 1,000 pieces of information in a series, and after probably glancing at it, Cui Haoran didn't see anything special, so he turned off the system and didn't bother to take care of it.

Lying on the bed, he pulled out the golden sand eagle on his waist and played with this other pistol in his hand. In his heart, he was thinking about how to activate the so-called second step of this gun's attributes.

Tomorrow is the last day, there are no zombies in the building, and the thirty-story building has accumulated all kinds of food and water enough for him to live for more than half a year, let alone survive the last tomorrow.

Cui Haoran lay on the bed easily and comfortably, and fell asleep unconsciously.

This is the most restful night he has slept in this world, and the other day he was either forced to sleep to regain his strength, or his nerves were highly tense in a half-asleep state.

Over the past few days, although his physical fitness and mobility have been greatly improved, his mental exhaustion is real.

It is good for any ordinary person to go through this kind of 6 days and 6 nights of overcoming fear, refusing to be afraid, finding a way out, and surviving to the limit, and it will not collapse.

This night, Ren Amano slept deeply, and the deep sleep made him recover his mental and physical strength quickly, and he had already woken up at dawn.

After cleaning up and taking care of it, Cui Haoran came to the balcony with a cigarette, and looked at the zombies roaming densely on the street downstairs, and his thoughts began to come alive.

You can't do nothing during the day today, right? Why don't you wait until the end of your survival time?

Why don't you find some hooks and ropes and find a lower floor to drop zombies to play? Or get something off and throw it down to kill a zombie?

With all kinds of ideas for torturing zombies in his mind, Cui Haoran observed the environment around the building.

Staring at the open-air parking lot under the building, Cui Haoran suddenly came up with a very crazy idea.

He turned back to his room and took out the box of grenades he had harvested yesterday, a total of 8 of them lying quietly in the box. Watching the grenade just now, the idea slowly jumped into his mind.

After Cui Haoran made a decision, he began to go back to the room to pack up his equipment, tied thick magazines to the key parts of his body again, and went downstairs with a spear and AK47 on his back.

Cui Haoran came to the bottom floor. When I came to the open-air parking lot through the full exit, I found that there were not many zombies here, only about dozens.

In line with the principle of attracting monsters, attacking from behind, attacking from the east and west, and retreating while fighting, he finally cleared out all the zombies in the open-air parking lot after a busy hour.

Then Cui Haoran flipped into a car, drove the car to the exit, and blocked the exit; Seeing that one car was not enough to block the road, he drove two more cars over, and the three cars lined up and blocked the exit of the parking lot.

Then Cui Haoran was like a busy little ant, constantly moving things back and forth between the building and the open-air parking lot.

You have to ask Cui Haoran what is he carrying?

If you look closely, what else can a long, round, blue-gray cylinder with a spiral switch and more than a meter high? Gas canisters.

Cui Haoran carried the gas canisters of the entire building to the open-air parking lot, and then drove the car out to besiege the two big concentric circles.

The gas canister followed the car, and the car also formed two large concentric circles.

Then Cui Haoran still went in and out, scooping out the flammable and explosive materials in every room in the building, and placed them between two concentric circles, between the gas tank and the car.

This is so busy, the time has already reached two o'clock at noon, Cui Haoran approached the lobby of the building, found a place to eat, and rested.

Then I went to the doorman's place and found two big speakers, tried to use them, turned off the sound and took the horn to the parking lot.

Place the horn in the middle of the parking lot, and then take out 7 grenades one by one and place them in various places where they are most likely to detonate.

After checking that there were no mistakes, Cui Haoran came to the entrance of the parking lot, drove away the three vehicles, came to the center of the concentric circle and turned on the two loudspeakers, turning on the sound to the maximum.

Then he quickly ran back to the building, closed the security door, and went to the balcony on the fourth floor of the building, looking at the parking lot below.

As the sound continued, zombies within a radius of one kilometer in the vicinity poured here, and one by one the zombies swarmed like locusts.

After about an hour, the concentric circles in the parking lot were densely packed with zombies, and Cui Haoran couldn't help but feel that the time was almost up.

Then Cui Haoran took out the last grenade, opened the safe, and threw it at the place of the concentric circle.

After only a bang was heard, the explosion began in the parking lot at a continuous non-stop point.

The zombies inside the concentric circles were blown apart by the explosion, and the severed limbs and arms were everywhere, and then a raging fire burst into flames.

The zombies who heard the explosion nearby were also constantly coming with the sound, just like rushing to the market.

At this time, Cui Haoran took out the AK47 and began to shoot the surviving zombies, and at the same time shot and detonated the flammable and explosive materials and gas canisters that did not explode.

Amid the constant explosions and raging fires, Cui Haoran began his great business of mending knives.

After the explosion ended, the raging fire continued to burn until 6 p.m., and Cui Haoran went downstairs with a gun and a spear to collect his loot after observing that there were no more living zombies nearby from his high balcony.