A strong smell of corpses came to his face, Ye Yan's heart was nauseated for a while and he wanted to vomit, the zombies had already pounced on Ye Yan's pot lid shield, and the shocked Ye Yan retreated, and the feeling of fighting before came back.

Ye Yan put the shield to the left and lifted his right foot out of the chest, and the zombie rolled down the stairs, too late to think about it, Ye Yan ran to the vegetable garden and put down his weapon, took out the snakeskin bag, grabbed the cabbage and put it in the pocket, and looked at the zombie on the opposite side out of the corner of his eye Step by step to think of Ye Yan coming.

Hurry, faster, Ye Yan thought in his heart, panting and putting the cabbage into his pocket, his hands slashed into the black soil and touched the vegetable stalk to bring the cabbage out, the mud and the juice of the vegetable leaves splashed into his eyes, and he didn't feel it, he just wanted to pick a few more, this is food, it is hope!

The zombie is not far from Ye Yan, he knows that he can't be greedy anymore, it's time to go, Ye Yan grabbed his pocket with one hand and picked up a weapon with the other and ran desperately home, seeing that the entrance of the building was in front of him, Ye Yan's steps sped up again, and he stepped into the entrance of the building and ran towards the door.

Suddenly, the iron door opposite the door opened, and Ye Yan rushed towards Ye Yan with a thick corpse smell from the zombies that his neighbor had turned into, and the sharp claws were less than 10 cm away from Ye Yan's eyes.

A chill passed through Ye Yan's head from the tail vertebrae all the way up, Ye Yan wanted to open his mouth to shout but couldn't make a sound, and he thought of two words in his head: "It's over!" ”

Ye Yan sat on the ground with weak legs, the shield in his hand flew out, and the zombie pounced in the air, Ye Yan only felt that his mind was blank, and his feet kicked on the calves of the zombie, and the zombie's center of gravity was unstable and fell to Ye Yan, Ye Yan rolled aside.

Ye Yan covered his head with his hands, his eyes were tightly closed, I don't know how long it took, Ye Yan came back to his senses, the upper body of the zombie was gone, the black and sticky blood was flying everywhere, and Ye Yan's head was about to explode with the strong smell of corpses.

"How did the zombies die!"

Just thinking about it, the zombies on the opposite side of the platform were only about ten meters away from Ye Yan, the three strong ones walked in front, and the three old ladies behind slowly followed behind, smelling Ye Yan's smell and becoming very excited, they were bound to get the prey that was close to the ruler.

Ye Yan didn't think much about it, and hurriedly jumped up from the ground, and before he even had time to take back the shield, he entered the house with his pocket.

Locked the security door, Ye Yan leaned against the iron door, exhaled deeply, and the blood of the zombies splashed on his body made Ye Yan unbearable, and hurriedly ran into the toilet to change his clothes.

Ye Yan turned out the cabbage in his pocket and stacked it neatly on the floor tiles, a total of eleven more than ten catties.

The zombies outside were scratching the iron door, although Ye Yan didn't know how the zombie died just now, but for the first time, Ye Yan had confidence in living.

The zombie just now was naturally killed by Bai Mu, in order not to behave too unacceptably, he just made a little effort.

At 7:30 a.m. on February 1, 78453, the alarm on the mobile phone woke Ye Yan up, and he came to the living room after getting up, counting the remaining materials as usual.

"Bang!" A sound came from the security door.

Since five days ago, the zombies outside the door have been destroying the iron gate relentlessly outside the door, and their thirst for flesh and blood and greed have made them guard outside Ye Yan's door like loyal dogs.

The smell of corpses in the house was thick, but fortunately, Ye Yan was used to it.

Sometimes I subconsciously think that only this smell is normal, and all the things that were before are slowly leaving Ye Yan, leaving only the instinct to live.

Go into the kitchen and turn on the induction cooker, pour the bacon rice left over from yesterday into the wok and add water to boil with chopped cabbage, divide it into two portions after getting out of the pot, eat one in the morning and one in the evening.

After eating breakfast, Ye Yan walked to the window of the computer room as usual and looked at the zombies downstairs, looked at the end of the road, looked at the dark, thick and dull sky, the obscure clouds with a little cold breath, suppressed Ye Yan's heart, and made Ye Yan feel sleepy when he breathed.

How I wish that a convoy would suddenly appear at the end of the road, sweeping the world of despair with the steel gun in his hand, killing all those rotten zombies and saving himself.

But fantasy is fantasy after all, zombies are still wandering around, and Ye Yan still has to worry about food.

Back in the living room with his head in his hands to prepare for today's physical training, the otaku has been in time for a long time, and his body has slowly become weak, and if he wants to live, he has to work hard to improve his physical fitness, and now even a little improvement is good.

"Thirteen" "Sixteen"...."Twenty-one"

"Whew" Ye Yan let out a long breath, his hands were propped on the ground, he was too tired, as an otaku this was already his limit.

But thinking that the zombies outside the door were still guarding outside, and there was not much food at home, Ye Yan took a deep breath and held his head in his hands and started again.

Put the eight-pound hammer in the corner of the wall, pick up the towel and wipe the sweat from the beads on your face.

A hundred frog jumps, a hundred swings of an eight-pound hammer made Ye Yan tired, and the things he ate for breakfast made Ye Yan almost digest, and his stomach began to be hungry again.

Sitting on the sofa, Ye Yan was thinking about how to solve the six zombies outside the door, the shield was thrown by Ye Yan outside the door, there was no defensive equipment, Ye Yan couldn't fight the zombies, the anti-theft iron door was open outward, and the door could not be stuck, and the gaps could not be solved one by one, and it was impossible to have a pair of six after eating dry rice for a few days.

Can't think of a way, Ye Yan held his head with both hands and scratched his scalp vigorously, all kinds of ways were thought of high or no idea, and when he saw the Coke bottle on the coffee table, he had already seen it.

Leaning on the sofa and looking at the landline phone at home in a daze, thinking that you haven't paid the landline phone bill for a few months? Three months or four months, the beautiful girl in the telecom business hall should have become a zombie.

There are still more than 80 yuan of phone bills in the mobile phone that have been wasted, aren't you a big loss?

His mind was full of boundless thoughts, and Ye Yan's gaze unconsciously glanced over the phone line.

"Wait."

Telephone line? Ye Yan refocused his gaze on the telephone line, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, but he couldn't grasp it.

Looking blankly at the phone line, his brain spun quickly. What else can a telephone line do besides talking on the phone? Drying clothes, drying quilts, tying, thinking about it, my heart lit up, "It's just a rope" Ye Yan stood up and walked back and forth, looking for a rope to tie one end to the doorknob of the anti-theft door, and then fix the other end, and then open the door, you are not afraid that the door will be squeezed open by zombies, and you can solve the zombies outside the door one by one by opening a crack in the door.

Thinking of it, Ye Yan found a thin hemp rope tied to the iron railing on the window at one end in the storage room, and the other end was tied to the doorknob at a distance of ten centimeters.

Ye Yan found a galvanized water pipe of about 1.5 meters, and compared it to the fact that he felt that the power was too small to deal with zombies.

Continue to rummage through Ye Yan's father's toolbox, his father likes to play and play, fishing, hunting, his father's fishing rod and shotgun are all made by his father, although his father is gone, those tools are all left.

"Found it."

Ye Yan turned out a triangular file, the file was a foot long, and the time for it was a little long, and the triangular file was black and not rusty.