Those who can go home must first survive.

Therefore, after thinking about it carefully, Zhang Yuxin gave an answer: "It is estimated that there can be more than 200 people." ”

Yesterday.

More than thirty people, and more than twenty remained.

Today is certainly not much worse.

Although later, several died of infection.

But there is still a two-thirds chance of survival.

That's about three hundred people today.

Fortunately, the warehouse is relatively large, otherwise, these people may not be able to walk in directly, for fear that they will be blocked at the door.

"You guessed wrong." Fang Mo took a puff of his cigar and let the taste circulate in his mouth before he squirted out, shook his head and said, "Today, I'm actually not sure how many people will survive, but there is one thing, I can tell you directly." ”

"Today, there will be no water."

Zhang Yuxin was shocked.

This sentence alone is enough.

She knew very well that so many people were able to survive yesterday because of the release of water.

But what if the water doesn't release today?

Will so many people survive?

When she looked at Fang Mo, she didn't know why, and goosebumps appeared all over her body.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you taking me for a demon? Fang Mo opened his mouth with a smile, like a clown, and his face was as if he had been drawn out: "I, it's not what you think, just because, this world is extremely cruel, I definitely gave a little more opportunities yesterday than today, but today, I still gave a chance." ”

That's right.

He still gave it a chance.

These people, if they really choose to attack frantically, may not be many fewer people than yesterday.

But how many people in this world will do everything in their power to keep everyone else alive?

Aside from his parents, teachers, and some former state departments, Fang Mo really didn't know how much was left.

Therefore.

Without these people at the bottom of it, I'm afraid that there will be a terrifying scene soon.

Not soon, it's already happening now.

The claws of the zombie, with their sharpness, slashed on the man's cheek, and then with a sound of piu, it completely turned into a bald scoop.

The man was torn apart.

This is the consequence of not being waterproof.

Jin Hui was extremely excited, he looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were red, and his eyes seemed to be flashing with excitement.

Bang.

Fang Mo slapped him, looked at him coldly and said, "What are you doing, what are you doing, don't put yourself too involved, you are a person, you are not a zombie, you know?" Don't let the zombies control you in turn! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jin Hui hurriedly forced himself to calm down, thinking of the emotion just now, his whole body trembled with fright.

It's like Fang Mo said.

He's a man, not a zombie.

No matter what those zombies do, he shouldn't be the happy one.

But he did it.

This is not normal.

At the same time, because of Fang Mo's existence, he avoided immersing him in it, but allowed himself to control his emotions perfectly.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The scene just now is really dangerous enough.

……

"Help me!"

"Please, I don't want it, I don't want any more supplies, you let me go back!"

"I want to go back."

"Woo woo woo ......"

Many people were so scared that they peed their pants.

What's even more cruel is that some of them still have and urine all out.

There are even more those who have been directly destroyed by the will, and they seem to be chattering.

See this scene.

Fang Mo felt that he was wrong.

But he thought that this world is not so simple, if he really lives by cowardice, he may be fine for a day or two, but what if it is ten days and eight days? What about a month, two months?

Can he carry it for a while, for a lifetime?

When the time comes, aren't they just trying to figure it out on their own?

Therefore, his heart must be hardened.

At the very least, let them fight their own way out of it, only in this way can they get out of a safe path in the end.

It's just that with other Fang Mo, even if he can be separated, I'm afraid it's impossible.

……

……

Sou!

An arrow feather flew from behind with a tremble.

Fang Mo's eyes were sharp, and at the moment when he couldn't make a move, he directly grabbed the arrow feather in his hand, and then he looked behind him like an angry lion, there was nothing there, but he knew that there were many people hidden there.

"What should I do?" Behind the stone, a young man said to the person next to him, "He, he doesn't seem to be afraid of bows and arrows." ”

"I'm definitely not afraid."

The person who was questioned by him smiled and said, "This person has always been a miracle worker, since he is not afraid, then we can just go over and see if he wants to do something." ”

After finishing speaking, he stood up directly from behind the stone, and waved his hand at Fang Mo: "It's me, don't do it to me, old classmate!" ”

An old classmate has exhausted the relationship between the two sides.

But.

This old classmate, what Fang Mo thought of was not beauty, but darkness.

He was an orphan.

It is precisely because he is an orphan that he has been bullied many times since he was a child.

After entering the university, he slowly recovered, and it was from that time that he was no longer bullied.

But.

It was at this time that something else appeared.

In a peaceful world, the role of money has been magnified countless times.

It was also in this situation that Fang Mo didn't know how many more difficult tortures he had endured.

Although, in the end, these tortures turned into his inspiration, allowing him to draw better comics, but he suffered more than that.

So how has all this changed?

Fang Mo didn't know, he had even forgotten about it.

But today, when he saw that figure, all the dark memories came out of his mind.

The other party is a rich second generation.

A rich second generation who likes to manipulate other people.

Several times, Fang Mo prepared a gift and gave it to his girlfriend, but this guy used something more expensive, and even he couldn't afford it in his life, and gave it away casually.

He didn't really like Ye Chengcheng, he just wanted to experience the thrill of snatching.

Fortunately, Fang Mo and Ye Tingcheng grew up together since childhood, and they still stood together in such a matter.

But then.

The other party brought him great pressure, and also made him start to use some of his abilities to cash out.

Since then, he has not been short of money.

A few drawings a month, and then you can get about five or six thousand yuan, which is much better than most people.

And his life with Ye Qingcheng has also slowly risen.

The memory is slowly blurred.

Later, he worked slowly, from a few hundred yuan for a sketch at the beginning, to a few thousand yuan a painting later, and then completely forgot about this scene.

Later, because of the outbreak of the end times, he had forgotten about it.

Now the other party has reappeared.

The ghost is not gone!

The corners of Fang Mo's mouth pulled out an ugly sneer, if you looked closely, you could see that there was something called cruelty in his eyes.

But soon, that touch fell down.