Fu An'an stood guard at the door, eating apples to keep track of how many survivors had passed.

From the thirteenth day to the present, a total of twenty-one crew members tried to escape to the galley, and sixteen of them succeeded. And the number of zombies outside is between one hundred and ninety to two hundred and ten.

Fu Anan counted the zombies outside again through the cat's eye.

Maybe he was too engrossed to notice a zombie slowly approaching. Until it blocks the cat's eye.

Bang –

The zombie slammed his head on the door, scaring Fu An'an. Strands sat down on the ground.

Xu heard the sound, and the zombie slammed harder, attracting other zombies in the corridor.

Wipe!

Fu An'an took a few steps back, clutching the kitchen knife from the kitchen in his hand.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of the door opening, and someone couldn't hold it anymore and fled to the kitchen. This time was just right to attract the zombies at her door.

Fu An'an leaned on the door and looked out, it was the fat man on the other side of the door.

I didn't see each other for a few days, and the fat people were starved and thin.

Fu Anan looked at him in surprise, he had been scratched by zombies before, but there was no mutation!

Is he an exception?

Or will it only be contagious if you are bitten by a zombie?

Fu An'an watched the fat man run to the kitchen door and watched him hide in the kitchen. For the next two days, no one had escaped to the kitchen.

Fu An'an guessed that maybe the other rooms were empty, and she was the only one left in the middle and back of the entire cabin.

The eighteenth day of survival in the sea

Fu Anan listened to the sound of zombies walking back and forth and hitting the wall outside, and even had to eat an apple slowly, not daring to make too much noise.

In addition, there was a problem with the water source, and the water in the tap was yellowing two days ago, with a faint fishy smell.

Fortunately, there are space props, and there are thirty-six bottles of mineral water in the space. There is also one room left for fruit, twenty-seven bags of instant noodles, ten pieces of whole-wheat bread, and one space for medical supplies.

These things gave her a lot of security.

Zizi –

The lights overhead flickered on and off.

Fu An'an sighed in his heart and looked overhead, but fortunately, the lights came on again soon.

Fu An'an stood up, barefoot on the ground covered with a quilt. It's a pity that I didn't bring a few books with me, and in a person's survival, I can only pass the time by doing silent radio gymnastics.

Just then, a voice came from the direction of the kitchen.

"What, what?

You can't do that! ”

Save—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The body of a man was thrown out of the galley, Fu An'an's eyes widened, this person was the captain of the Homecoming, and the zombies rushed to eat the captain's flesh and blood.

Something seems to have happened in the kitchen.

Fu Anan couldn't see the specific situation, and there was no movement at the door. Only the captain's corpse was gnawed to reveal his skeleton, and after more than six hours, he staggered to his feet and joined the zombie team.

The time taken to become infected with zombies has become shorter, which is not good news.

Survival Day 19 of the Sea

Seeing that he was one step closer to success, two people, or two corpses, were thrown out of the kitchen this time. caused another round of scramble among the zombies, and in less than six hours, two zombies were freshly baked.

The corpse transformation time is shorter.

Fu An'an clenched the homemade decompression ball, trying in vain to relieve tension, stress and fear.

Take it easy, as long as she stays in the room and doesn't make a sound, it's safe, Fu Anan has been comforting herself in her heart, there are eleven days left!

Bang dang dang –

A cell phone was thrown from the kitchen and landed in the back half of the hallway.