CHAPTER 11 NAUTICAL CARNIVAL 11

Due to visual limitations, Fu Anan could not see them.

But the crash from the rear was clearly audible, and a minute later the commotion ended amid a few screams.

The result was self-evident, and the entire cabin was filled with the smell of rancid and blood.

Fu Anan lowered his head and wrote it down in his notebook

[Keep absolute silence, the door can't withstand the attack of the zombies.] ]

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With the precedent of the unlucky bastard, all the survivors kept quiet, and the eleventh day of seafaring survival was spent safely.

The twelfth day of the voyage was spent safely.

The thirteenth day of seafaring survival, which began at about three o'clock in the morning,

There was a sound from another room.

"Catch him!"

"Oh my God, I got bitten."

"Ah, help!"

Fu Anan sat up from the bed all of a sudden, leaned on the cat's eye and looked out.

The door on the opposite side opened on its own, and the people inside rushed out covered in blood, followed by their companions who had entered with them two days earlier.

But he's a zombie.

The man who rushed out searched everywhere and banged on the closed door.

But no one opened the door.

Fu Anan didn't dare to open the door.

The man's ears were gone, and blood was pouring out.

Immediately afterwards, he was pounced on by a yellow-haired zombie.

It was the people who had been injured two days earlier and had gone into hiding that started to get sick.

There are also rooms inhabited by people who were bitten two days ago, and they are getting sick one after another, either being forked out by the survivors in the room, or the entire room of survivors has died under the mouths of the zombies.

From three o'clock in the morning to six or seven o'clock in the morning, it was definitely a long and dark time for the survivors of the entire cabin.

Fu Anan looked at the gate opposite, she remembered that the fat man on the opposite side had been captured by zombies, and he hadn't moved yet, was he dead?

At nine o'clock in the morning, the crisis passed for the time being.

Fu Anan didn't look at the opposite room, stood up, twisted his neck, and began to exercise twice a day.

There are three sets of radio gymnastics for her to choose from every day.

Don't seek to practice martial arts, but when you encounter danger, you can run faster than zombies.

Don't run two steps at that time, and you will have back pain, leg pain, and foot cramps. The body is the capital of survival.

Fu Anan feels that in addition to good luck, he also has too many advantages such as paying attention to details and taking precautions.

Of the survivors in the entire cabin, she was probably the most prepared.

After doing the morning exercise, Fu Anan barely heated the food left in the refrigerator and ate it alive. Flip the first page of the notebook and cross out today's date, which is still seventeen days away from this ghost game.

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Fu An An can be reluctant, this does not mean that other people can also be reluctant.

They weren't as well prepared as Fu An'an, and some of the rooms with more food and water were no longer enough.

Either starve to death or go out, walk through the hallways full of zombies, and go to the kitchen in search of food.

Finally a team is up and running.

Bang Bang –

A tossing sound in the quiet hallway caught the attention of the zombies outside the door.

The next moment, a powerful song sounded at the back of the hallway. There was a rush of sound in the corridor, and after all the zombies ran to the corridor, Fu Anan watched the door diagonally opposite the door being opened, and several people ran towards the kitchen quickly.

The ringtone of the mobile phone bought them a lot of time, and several people successfully transferred.

Fu An'an looked at the zombie who chased after him for a while, and then quieted down because he lost his goal, and lowered his head and wrote in his notebook - [Hearing first]

With the first, the survivors of the second and third rooms will move to the kitchen.