The fruit knife was not suitable for holding in his hand, but it was more or less powerful than a wooden stick, and it could bring Su Chen a stronger sense of security.

Su Chen took back the fruit knife, lightly grasped the handle of the travel bag with his left hand, and began to load the food.

He's been here a few times and is relatively familiar with food arrangement.

The first thing he chose was compressed food, preferably compressed biscuits that would fill his stomach.

Now that the quality of life of the people is generally improving, the taste of compressed biscuits is not good, and usually no one will buy compressed biscuits because of hunger, Su Chen only found one pack.

Just one pack, worth half a meal, although not military compressed biscuits, but at least more than other foods can fill the stomach.

Most of the travel was packed, and Su Chen estimated that these foods could last for about two days, and compared to rice and meat, these snacks were obviously not full.

Boom!

A sound sounded in the commissary, and Su Chen's slow but powerful heartbeat suddenly stopped, and then beat wildly.

Su Chen subconsciously turned his head, and at the same time put down the travel bag with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand towards the pocket.

A few steps away, behind the cashier of the commissary, a pale-faced middle-aged woman stood up slowly, she might have been hiding under the cashier before, Su Chen didn't notice it.

"The living and the dead?" Su Chen's trembling right hand clenched the fruit knife and asked.

The man didn't respond, stumbling out of the cash register and walking slowly towards Su Chen.

Su Chen swallowed his saliva, and suddenly knew in his heart, looking at this zombie who was no different from a normal person, he didn't know whether to stab it, or pick up his travel bag and run.

I can't run yet, the music of the mobile phone alarm clock has stopped for a while, once I go out, it is very likely to usher in a group of corpses, Su Chen took a few steps back, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Seeing that the zombies were getting closer and closer to him, Su Chen felt that his heart seemed to jump out of his mouth, and he subconsciously retreated, not knowing what he tripped up, Su Chen's body balance was instantly broken, and he sat in the basket.

The movement of Su Chen's ass was not small, the zombie who was originally like a turtle crawling slowly seemed to have taken a stimulant, and his steps sped up, and at the same time he found Su Chen's position and aimed at Su Chen.

Su Chen's face was frightened, and his left and right little feet desperately stepped on the ground, wanting to retreat.

However, the zombies were faster and had already pounced.

Su Chen's pale brown pupils suddenly dilated, and in the crisis, his instinct began to guide his body, and the fruit knife in his right hand stabbed quickly and forcefully into the zombie's chest.

Click.

A faint sound of bones grinding against each other sounded in the commissary.

The unedged fruit knife actually pierced the zombie's padded jacket and underwear, stabbed its flesh, and even reached the sternum.

The blood instantly stained the cotton wool red, spraying Su Chen's face.

The zombie didn't seem to feel pain, and when Su Chen stabbed the fruit knife into its body, its mouth opened wide, its sharp teeth were showing, and it bit into Su Chen's right forearm.

Creak...

The three-centimeter-thick book and the tape helped Su Chen block this mouth, although he didn't feel any pain, but his mouth was very strong, squeezing Su Chen's right forearm, making it very difficult for Su Chen to even hold the fruit knife in his hand.

In a panic, Su Chen kicked it in the lower abdomen, and at the same time twisted around, trying to get up from the basket.

The force of this kick was very strong, and the emaciated zombie was kicked back by Su Chen's kick, and the fruit knife inserted into its chest was pulled out, and when it retreated, it roared, because it lost its balance, and the back of its neck fell heavily on the cash register behind it, making a violent noise.

At this time, Su Chen had already gotten up, looking at the blood on his right hand with a frightened expression, he subconsciously regarded himself as a murderer, and a sense of guilt and fear hit his heart.

The zombie who didn't know the pain got up again, roared, and threw himself at Su Chen.

Su Chen wanted to retreat, but suddenly found that his back had been pressed against the wall, and there was no way back.

Fight! Seeing that the zombie who was not afraid of life and death was about to pounce on him, Su Chen's instinct continued to stimulate his heart, Su Chen let out a low roar, and the fruit knife clenched in his right hand stabbed it fiercely into its neck.

At the last moment when his life was threatened, Su Chen's instinct stimulated his bestiality, or murderous nature.

Su Chen strode forward, the speed was faster than it, and the tip of the knife stabbed into its neck impartially, and then, the momentum brought by Su Chen's rapid progress slammed into it, and the blade of the fruit knife broke away from its neck at the same time, and the blood was like a fountain, splashing everywhere.

Vomit...

The zombie fell weakly on the concrete floor, while Su Chen was holding his stomach and vomiting.

The instant noodles I ate this morning had not yet been digested, and the stench spread instantly as the disgusting acid water was excreted from the mouth.

Su Chen vomited for half a minute, and only then did he stabilize himself by holding the shelf beside him with his right hand, and his already hungry body became very weak because of this fight and vomiting.

Su Chen casually took a bottle of mineral water, twisted the cap and rinsed a few mouthfuls, the disgusting smell kept wrapping around his nose, making his mind a little dizzy.

It was the first time to experience such a bloody scene, and Su Chen, who had excellent concentration, felt that his previous self was too naïve.

Su Chen sat on the ground panting, trying not to look at the motionless female corpse in front of him, he didn't want to determine whether it was dead, even if it wasn't dead, he didn't want to mend the knife, as long as it lay firmly on the ground, he would spare its life.

Su Chen didn't know that the moment the tip of the fruit knife pierced its neck and pierced its brain, it had already killed it.

The commissary is not big, but the sound insulation effect is surprisingly good, and the movement caused by the interior is not small, but it does not reach the ears of the zombies outside the store.

I have to say that Su Chen was very lucky.

Su Chen has watched many zombie movies, such as "The Walking Dead", "Zombie Country", "Resident Evil"... Bloody and wonderful.

When the spectator turned into a fighter, Su Chen finally knew why the end of the world was the end of mankind.

A strong heart is one of the indispensable conditions for survival in the last days, and Su Chen at this moment obviously hasn't yet.

Su Chen stood up, took a few deep breaths, all the doors and windows in the house were closed, the stench was fermenting, Su Chen covered his nose, filled the travel package, walked slowly to the glass door, and waited for the mobile phone alarm clock to ring.

Six minutes later, Su Chen closed the security door of his house, casually threw the travel bag on his back on the ground, and was just about to replenish himself with a little energy, when his brain suddenly felt dizzy, Su Chen was thinking about whether it was low blood sugar, and his consciousness lost contact with this world.

Long...

In a daze, Su Chen seemed to hear a sound, his consciousness gradually became clear, he opened his eyes, looked at his watch, and at 21:12, he lay down for nearly a whole day.

Judging by the time of the outbreak of the end times, it is already the third day.

When he was glad that he fainted at home instead of outside, there was a sudden tingling pain in his brain, and then the muscles of his whole body were abnormal, as if he had been stabbed by thousands of fine needles, but the severe pain was accompanied by clear consciousness, allowing him to experience the "cool feeling" of scraping bones without anesthetic.

Su Chen's throat didn't know what was blocked, no matter how he roared, he couldn't make any sound, his muscles were like paralysis, uncontrollable.

This feeling was very bad, giving Su Chen the illusion that he couldn't die if he wanted to.

Fortunately, the pain only lasted for half a minute, although for Su Chen, this could have happened for half a century.

The pain slowly faded, Su Chen regained control of his body little by little, and when the pain disappeared completely and Su Chen could walk normally, his brain suddenly froze, and a message appeared out of thin air.

"Zombie Illustrated Book", kill a first-level unintelligent zombie and light up a star.

Su Chen's heart trembled violently, and at the same time he took a step back, this sudden appearance of the "Zombie Illustrated Book" had no warning, as if it had already existed in Su Chen's brain.

The sudden change, Su Chen didn't know whether to be happy or sad.