Luo Han turned around and walked to the side of the zombie corpse, hesitated for a moment, then took a shirt from the gift box, cut it into strips of cloth with an axe, and wrapped it around his hands seriously.

After doing all this, Luo Han came to the zombie corpse with an axe, chopped an axe on the corpse's stomach, then put the axe on the ground, put his hands through the wound, took out a bunch of colorful organs, and wiped them on himself.

The blood-stained organs emitted an unpleasant smell, leaving patches of blood stains and a strong smell on Luo Han's clothes. Immediately, Luo Han abandoned the things in his hand, and his hands wrapped in strips of cloth grabbed a few handfuls of wounds on the corpse, tore off a pile of rotten flesh, and wiped it on his clothes and face, making himself look extremely miserable.

Dressed up like a zombie, Luo Han hung the fire axe on his belt and walked to the balcony.

Taking a deep breath, the unpleasant breath poured into his mouth and nose, making Luo Han's body tense. Pulling the rope up and estimating it, Luo Han passed the rope through the belt, leaving a length of three meters, and tied the rope to death on the belt. Then, Luo Han climbed out of the balcony and carefully followed the rope, moving down with his feet against the wall.

Soon, Luo Han saw the scene on the third floor through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

This is the hotel's large restaurant, and about twenty zombies are wandering aimlessly through the restaurant. Several zombies saw Luo Han hanging outside the window, and let out a low roar, perhaps because they found Luo Han's bloody outfit, and did not treat Luo Han as a living person, and continued to wander on their own.

Luo Han's hanging heart fell a little, it seems that this trick is still useful, but the smell is too uncomfortable.

Luo Han, who was in the air, wrapped his left hand around the rope twice, grasped it tightly, and loosened the rope tied to the belt with his right hand, and then slowly fell towards the second floor.

The second floor seems to be a leisure area, and from Luo Han's point of view, there is a row of fitness equipment, and there are no zombies in sight.

As Luo Han continued to fall, he finally got his feet on the ground. As far as the eye can see, a large number of cars are crowded across the street, and groups of zombies move slowly on the sidewalks of the street, with stiff steps.

Luo Han's heart rose to his throat again, imitating the zombie's actions, walking back and forth near the rope, and once the zombie attacked, he climbed up along the rope.

The zombies apparently didn't realize that the flesh-and-blood creature was human, and treated him as one of their kind, mechanically continuing their movements.

Luo Han probed for a while, and finally made sure that the method worked, and then slowly moved towards the other side of the street.

There are many cars parked on the streets, the windows of many cars are smashed, the cars are full of stains after blood coagulation, and some cars have gnawed clean bone racks, apparently the people in the cars are surrounded by zombies, break the windows and climb in to eat them alive.

Luo Han observed the surroundings as he walked, trying to stay away from the zombies, his right hand on his waist, ready to draw the axe at any time.

When bypassing a bus, a zombie in a security uniform turned out from the side of the bus, less than a meter away from Luo Han. Luo Han's hair stood on end in fright, his right hand immediately held the axe, and his eyes stared at the zombie through the lens of his glasses without blinking. Because the distance was too close, Luo Han could clearly see a large piece of flesh being torn off the zombie's neck, a broken trachea poking out of the dead gray carrion, several white maggots wriggling in the carrion, and even one out of the broken trachea.

Luo Han held his breath, and his feet were still moving slowly. The zombie in the security uniform rolled its neck, and its empty gray eyes stayed on Luo Han's body for a moment, and walked away on his own.

Luo Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if he was recognized, on the street full of zombies, with Luo Han's strength, there would definitely be no dead corpses.

On the next journey, Luo Han was more cautious, and fortunately arrived at the door of the non-staple food store without danger.

After slowly turning his head and confirming that the zombie closest to him was also five meters away, Luo Han slowly moved into the non-staple food store and reached the innermost point.

Sure enough, there is a small cubicle in the innermost part of the grocery store, which is used as a warehouse. It was filled with various cardboard boxes, and there was a stack of woven bags of rice noodles on the ground. Luo Han picked up a woven bag from the ground, opened the opening and shook the dust inside, and suddenly the white dust flew all over the room.

Luo Han was choked and almost coughed, but fortunately, even if he covered his mouth, he forcibly suppressed the protest in his throat.

"I still haven't thought it through." Muttering quietly, Luo Han walked out of the cubicle with the woven bag.

Carefully picking up a pack of biscuits on a shelf without making too much noise, I checked the production date, May 17, 2017. If you count it in real time, this cookie has long since expired, but it is difficult to say what day it is. Besides, even if it expires, Luo Han doesn't have a choice.

Slowly putting the biscuits into the woven bag, Luo Han officially began to collect materials. Because the curly leaf door of the grocery store was wide open, in order not to make too much noise to attract the attention of the zombies, Luo Han could only use a very light movement to put the food into the woven bag, especially since these things were wrapped in adhesive paper.

It took Luo Han more than half an hour to collect most of the bags of food, including biscuits, chocolate, sugar, peanuts, chicken feet and other meat food. Carrying the bag, feeling that it was not very difficult, Luo Han dragged the bag slowly to the shelf where the water was released, took a dozen bottles of mineral water into a woven bag, and took five cans of soda. After dragging the woven bag to the cash register, he untied the strip of cloth wrapped around his left hand, tied the mouth of the bag by covering three times and divided by two, leaving a strip of cloth and tied it to the belt, but it was not tied to death, as long as he pulled hard, it would be scattered.

After tying up the bag, Luo Han squatted behind the cash register, thought for a while, grabbed a few lighters from the cash register and stuffed them into his trouser pocket, and touched two packs of Chinese and stuffed them into another trouser pocket.

Poking his head out of the cash register, seeing that no zombies were paying attention to this side, Luo Han pretended to walk out of the grocery store step by step with stiff steps, the woven bag was dragged to the ground, and the packaging bag inside squeaked and creaked, so that Luo Han didn't dare to go too fast. Fortunately, the zombies were lazy when they had no targets, but they didn't look abnormal.

As he walked through the street step by step, slowly approaching the rope hanging from the fourth floor, Luo Han felt more and more relaxed.

Finally arrived at the rope, Luo Han's eyes turned left and right twice, covered with his body, untied the strip of cloth tied to the belt, and tied it with the end of the rope. With a sigh of relief, he grabbed the rope and climbed up.