Chapter 8 Old Godmother Ham and Egg Fried Rice

I'll go...... If the battery is less than 20%, it is easy to turn off automatically...... Could it be something produced by a certain fruit company......

Zuo Chen rolled his eyes, not ready to pay attention to this food system for the time being, jumped from the top floor of the shopping mall, landed on a power line below, and then followed the wire across the street, climbed to the roof of a building opposite, landed on all fours, and ran wildly towards the residential building where the explosion occurred.

Running at full speed, a few minutes later, Zuo Chen had already appeared on the roof of the street opposite the residential building.

The explosion occurred on the second floor of the residential building, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting out, and at this time, hundreds of zombies were attracted by the sound of the explosion, gathered on this street, and rushed in from the entrance of the residential building, climbing up with the smell of blood.

"Smack...... Smack ......" interval shots of the pistol.

Short shot from the "Da ......" submachine gun.

On the window on the second floor, you can see the shadowy figure, and there are only two people left.

They guarded the broken wooden door and kept shooting at the zombies that rushed up, but there were so many zombies that they couldn't die unless they got a headshot.

The bullets of the "Kaka......" submachine gun were empty.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!" With a loud roar, the man with the submachine gun pulled the pull ring with a grenade in one hand and rushed into the group of corpses in the corridor.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a large number of zombies were blown to pieces, but there were still four or five zombies left, and they continued to climb towards the room.

The only one who was wounded and lay down at this time, clutching a pistol and firing repeatedly, but lost his head.

Zuo Chen jumped forward, directly crossed the not spacious street, and landed in the room on the second floor, blocking in front of several zombies.

The tail lengthened in an instant, and the sharp bone spurs whisted, "aggressively" and pierced the temples of the four zombies in the house.

Without waiting for these zombies to fall, he stepped forward and pushed and pulled, piling the corpses of these zombies at the door, like a pile of sandbags.

Zombies are not good at climbing, and this height temporarily blocks the zombies outside.

From Zuo Chen's leap into the room to the killing of these zombies, it only took a few seconds to add up, he patted his paws, turned his head to the person lying on the ground and asked, "Who are you?" ”

An orange cat standing on two hind legs, with a gold chain and jade around its neck, a gold watch on each of its front paws, and a pair of large sunglasses...... The man was stunned for a moment when he saw Zuo Chen, and then shouted with wide eyes: "Beastmaster!?" You're the Beastmaster!? ”

Zuo Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes, he was a male college student with excellent character and learning, his sexual orientation was normal, what was the king, like words!

Just without waiting for him to speak, the man sighed as if he had recognized it, and said with a miserable smile: "I really didn't expect that the end of our human race would become an alien dawn...... I was saved by a beastmaster...... I don't have much time, though. ”

As he spoke, he lifted his trouser leg.

Zuo Chen's gaze fell on the man's left leg, and a bloody bite mark was clearly visible.

He was infected.

After being infected by the zombie virus, because everyone's resistance is different, the time of the corpse transformation is also different, the long one may take one or two hours, and the short one even only takes more than ten seconds. Zuo Chen once saw a classmate who was bitten by a zombie and turned into a zombie within ten seconds.

For human beings, the worst thing is the long time of corpse transformation. You must know that zombies don't eat zombies, they only eat humans, and the corpses take too long, if they are surrounded by zombies, it will be a fate of devouring them alive. The man in front of him is obviously the kind that has been going on for a long time.

"Who are you?" Zuo Chen continued to ask.

Unexpectedly, the man showed a slightly embarrassed expression and said, "Beastmaster...... I'm sorry I don't understand your language, sir, but if you can understand me, you can go to this place, where we have hoarded supplies in return for saving me. As he spoke, he took out a map and put it in front of Zuo Chen.

Immediately afterward, the man shoved the barrel of the pistol into his mouth and pulled the trigger.

"Phew!" A splash of blood erupted from the back of his head, and he ended his life, apparently preferring to die rather than become a zombie.

Zuo Chen's eyes showed a look of respect, and he nodded slightly. In the days when he fled for his life, he also encountered a lot of things that ended up on his own after being infected, and this kind of person deserves his respect.

But then he hugged his round head with his paws and said angrily: "My ordinary black is not a quasi-meow? Why don't you listen to the forest! (Is my Mandarin very non-standard?) Why can't you understand! "Originally, he was very happy to be able to speak, but now it seems that Mandarin is too non-standard to communicate normally......

Ignoring these for the time being, Zuo Chen shook his head, and picked up the map.

It's a hand-drawn map of what appears to be a sketch of a neighborhood in the neighborhood, with a red circle drawn on a residential building two blocks away with "403" written next to it.

Obviously, 403 in this building is where supplies are hoarded. But for some reason, this group of people was forced to hide in the current place, and those materials naturally could not be taken out.

Noting down the location and tossing the map aside, Zuo Chen began to check around the room.

There were five people hiding here, three men and two women, all of whom had died or committed suicide, and all that was left for food in the room was a small bag of rice and a bottle of water. Although there were a few guns, the remaining bullets only added up to a dozen rounds, which was basically useless. Surprisingly, they also had a small half-tank of liquefied gas.

Obviously, they don't know how long they have been hiding, but they are really running out of food, and they want to go out to find food when they have no choice, but they attract zombies and lead to the annihilation of the group.

This kind of scene, at the beginning of the end of the world, Zuo Chen has seen many, many scenes.

The zombies wandering outside, I don't know how many poor people used to be terrified and fled. And, many times, the same kind is often more terrifying than zombies.

At first, he would still sigh bitterly, but now he has long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

Brutal survival can make people's nerves thick, not to mention that he is now a cat.

What really moved him was actually that little bag of rice!

It's old rice, but it's rice!

The thought of the aroma of rice makes his saliva gush out.

There was no movement in the house, and the zombies outside had also dispersed, and this area was almost dozens of zombies killed due to the battle just now, but it seemed empty and quiet.

After tidying up the room, the bodies of the deceased were neatly packed and placed side by side on the bed in a bedroom, Zuo Chen folded his claws and said silently: "Rest in peace." ”

Then he closed the bedroom door, jumped out of the house, and ran all the way back to the old shopping mall, grably taking out a glass jar.

The glass jar has a red packaging and a kind old lady's logo on it, which is the treasure he found in the shopping mall the other day: Lao Gan Ma!

Then he picked up a ham, climbed up to the roof of a nearby building, dug in the solar water heater for a long time, and found three bird eggs.

He had been staring at this bird egg all morning, and he would never be able to run.

Running all the way back to the previous room with these things, Zuo Chen came to the kitchen with an expectant expression.

This is a residential building, with all kinds of pots and pans, as well as liquefied gas, which is the perfect place.

Taking off all the things that got in the way such as big gold chains and small watches, Zuo Chen jumped on the stove.

Wash the rice, turn on the fire, boil the water, steam the rice.

Soon, the warm aroma of the rice overflowed, making Zuo Chen intoxicated inside.

Putting the rice out in a large bowl and letting it cool, Zuo Chen turned on the fire again and poured some peanut oil into the pot.

Staring at the peanut oil that was gradually bubbling and getting hot, Zuo Chen's face had a hint of sacredness, and saliva flowed to his feet.

"Smack!" Break the eggs and fry them in a pan.

Stir-fry the diced ham and the eggs together to remove the ham oil.

The aroma is completely different from the previous broth boiled noodles.

Precious old godmother three spoons into the pot!

Immediately, the aroma of chili oil and tempeh, as well as the aroma of ham and bird's eggs, mixed in to cover the original smell of blood and fireworks in the room.

Put the rice in the pan, stir-fry it with the omelette, and sprinkle with salt!

While holding a huge rice spoon fried rice that was about the same height as him with both paws, Zuo Chen said to himself with satisfaction: "Meow, meow, fragrant, silk in the four fragrances (really fragrant)!" ”

Looking at the ham and egg fried rice dyed with red oil, the rice spoon stir-fried even harder.

This is the best in egg fried rice, Lao Gan Ma ham and egg fried rice!

……

On a small road not far from the residential building, a group of figures were rapidly moving towards the place where Zuo Chen was.

The four men were covered in rotting and dried flesh and mud, and they walked swayingly and wore masks, but from the exposed eyes, they were all human.

Two of them were armed with crossbow arrows, the other two were armed with pistols with homemade silencers on top, and the other were armed with nail guns converted from nail guns.

There are not many zombies in the trail they chose, and because of the blood stains on their bodies covering the smell, the zombies didn't notice them when they were far away, and only the zombies in front of them reacted to them, but they were all solved by crossbow arrows.

Soon, they had already come to the residential building, and before they were discovered by the zombies on the street, they quickly rushed in.

There are also two zombies on the stairs, both of which are dealt with by crossbow arrows.

"Boss Qian, this is it, the explosion and gunfire just now came from here, it seems that the battle is over." A small man with a crossbow said to the fat man with a pistol.

"Okay, brothers, they just finished this battle, it is estimated that the combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced, and there is not much ammunition and manpower left, let's go in later, it will still be the old rules, all the men will be killed, and the women will be caught alive, and they will be brought back to live happily together." Boss Qian said with squinted eyes.

"Second son, you go in first." Boss Qian said to the thin man with a moxigan yellow hair next to him.

"Yes." Huang Mao, whose name is Erzi, said with a mouthful of teeth, this kind of leading work, if you don't do it well, you will be killed. But he was holding a nail gun, but he didn't have the courage to refuse Boss Qian.

Soon they had come to the second floor, and the zombie fragments and explosion marks all over the ground couldn't help but make them speechless, and they were even more sure that the other party had no combat effectiveness, and it would be better if they were all dead, and the materials here would belong to them.

Suddenly, the second son sniffled and said, "What does this smell like?" Why is it so fragrant......"