Chapter 3: Strengthening Yourself and New Weapons

On January 8, 2021, the sound of the alarm clock woke up Lin Qing, Lin Qing, who had finally slept peacefully, reluctantly got up, turned off the alarm clock, went to the refrigerator and took out a canned beef, ate it with bread, and looked at the remaining food next to him, Lin Qing had a slight sense of embarrassment on his face, and after eating breakfast hastily, thinking of his hands that had lost his strength when facing zombies for the first time yesterday, Lin Qing's heart was filled with a sense of crisis.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he had a slightly fat belly over the years, a stubble of stubble, and touched the fat on his arm, I really don't know how I did it yesterday, and I can still kill so many zombies, and smiled. Pick up the 10kg dumbbells that have been eaten in the corner for many years, and exercise them in groups.

After doing 10 sets, there was a feeling of soreness and numbness in his arms, he put down the dumbbells and started to do frog jumping, and by the time he was out of breath, it was already noon, and the tired Lin Qing began to supplement his nutrition, and after gobbling up, he continued to exercise, until the evening, when there was a feeling of soreness and numbness all over his body, which made Lin Qing stop. Time passed day by day, and Lin Qing, who was not worried about food for the time being, was exercising desperately every day, and his strength was increasing step by step, just to increase the amount of time he could hold on to the zombies a little longer......

In a blink of an eye, 7 days later, Lin Qing stood in front of the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and felt a little raw, bulging muscles, sparse stubble, and the originally slightly blessed little belly disappeared, replaced by six bulging abdominal muscles, and the biceps on the arm were clearly visible. "Good guys, it works so well? Why wasn't exercise so obvious before? ”

Lin Qing, who was puzzled, gave up his groundless conjecture and walked to the window to check the situation, the end has come for 15 days, from the initial panic to the current indifference, he has grown a lot, except for the beginning of a little miss his previous life, now his mind is full of how to live.

When I turned on my phone, it showed that the time was 9:11 a.m., but otherwise the signal was zero and communication was no longer possible

Use, a lonely mood began to come to my heart, I haven't communicated with humans for too long, which makes me a little hesitant, and the zombie corpses that were killed by Lin Qing a few days ago have all disappeared, leaving only a pair of white bones in place, and the zombies on the street began to gather again, "It is estimated that an unlucky egg was discovered by zombies, and he was blocked in a convenience store and couldn't come out." Lin Qing looked at the scene on the street and said

Turning his head and ignoring the situation over there, the food at home was seriously consumed because of exercise, and the food crisis began to plague Lin Qing again. "There's no way, I have to go to the commissary again"

Lin Qing, who was fully armed, opened the door, holding the battle-hardened baseball bat in his hand, the pot lid and shield were tied, and the kitchen knife was also tied to his leg. Since the baseball bat has been used too much, there has been a gap, and finding a new weapon is now the top priority, "The kitchen knife is too short, although it is sharp, but it is too dangerous to use, you must find a long weapon."

As soon as I thought of weapons, I thought of Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang is a security guard in the community, and he lives in the security booth, at the beginning of the end of the world, Lin Qing went out and chatted with him a few words, and when he came back, he didn't pay attention at all, and he didn't know if he was still alive now? Lin Qing still remembers that there were gangsters in the community in the past, and Uncle Wang took out a long knife from under the bed to scare off those who came to the community to make trouble

The little thug came back and put the knife under the bed.

"I don't know if the knife is still there"

Lin Qing hurriedly went downstairs, there were a few more zombies in the community, it was estimated that they came out of another building, carefully avoided them, walked to the security booth, found that there was no one in it through the mirror, just twisted the door, and saw a zombie in a security uniform squatting in the corner, the zombie heard the sound of opening the door, stood up, and rushed towards Lin Qing, Lin Qing hurriedly used the shield in his hand to meet it, because the space was too small, the baseball bat could not be deployed, Lin Qing could only kick it with his right foot, and wanted to repeat the old trick, Who knew that the zombie had only retreated a meter and rushed up, Lin Qing had no choice, he threw away the baseball bat and pulled out the kitchen knife from the scabbard, and slashed down at the zombie's head, the zombie's claws were only a few centimeters away from Lin Qing's face and hung down weakly, Lin Qing hurriedly pushed the zombie away, and saw the zombie fall to the ground without movement, Lin Qing took a deep breath.

The rapidly beating heart calmed down slightly, pulled out a black bag from under the bed, pulled up the zipper, and saw a large knife with a whole body of silver lying quietly inside, Lin Qing immediately took it out, and found that the knife was one or two meters long, about 3 kilograms in weight, the back of the knife was covered with dense serrations, the tip of the knife was sharp, exuding a cold light, the knife body was engraved with several lines to connect the handle, and the tail of the handle was engraved with an abstract "swastika" word, Lin Qing couldn't put it down, waved it a few times, and found that it was very convenient, so he threw away the baseball bat, went out with a big knife, and when he was about to close the door, he looked at the zombie, or Uncle Wang, sighed, and closed the door.

Lin Qing held the newly acquired weapon in his hand, and slashed at a zombie who had just wandered near him, and there was a feeling of astringency from the knife, and the zombie's head flew to the side, and his body fell weakly. Looking at the big knife in his hand, Lin Qing was playful, and said to the big knife in his hand: I will call you "beheading the corpse" in the future

When he walked into the commissary, he found that the remaining food in the commissary was gone, and there were some small snacks scattered on the ground, indicating that the owner was in a hurry, "Which dog dares to cut off my beard?" Lin Qing, who was holding the corpse knife, looked around and didn't find too many clues. I had to give up my plan to find the man.

There is no food in the commissary, and another convenience store near here is surrounded by zombies, Lin Qing can see from here, zombies are piled up in the distance, which unlucky guy he saw in the morning is blocked in the convenience store, Lin Qing didn't dare to go over, there are too many, there are more than thirty, and there are more that can't be seen. Frustrated Lin Qing

I can only go back to the house and make plans again.

Late at night, darkness shrouded the entire community, and the street lights in the community flickered and flickered, bringing a touch of weirdness to the night. Lin Qing stood by the window, lit a cigarette, the smoke lingered, squinting his eyes and thinking about where to go in the future, "The nearest convenience store can't go, and the farther one is next to the Chengnan School 300 meters away, where there is too much traffic, Zombie Ken."

There must be a lot, the government has not heard from it so far, and the army has not seen it. "It's better to ask for others than for yourself, go to bed first, sleep first, take care of your spirits, and only then will you have the strength to find something to eat tomorrow" Lin Qing, who had made a plan, lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze. The zombies outside the window are also like hounds, looking for the breath of the living. From time to time, there was a wail in the distance, and I don't know who was found again......