It's also a vicious cycle, where crops can't grow, survivors in towns don't have food, and they can't afford to use water to water their crops.

So now the farmland is idle, and you can see zombies wandering one foot deep and one foot shallow on top of it, but it still maintains a considerable distance from the low bungalows.

Seeing such a situation, Leng Yan couldn't help frowning, could it be that there was no one in that town anymore?

If so, it would be even better, and he would have to deal with the survivors.

Hearing someone passing by, the zombies wandering around the farmland limped towards the location of the three of them.

But when they got closer, they found that they had lost the traces of those sounds, and could only stand in place, their gray-white eyes glazed and not knowing where to look, and soon returned to their previous aimless state.

The iron door was already covered with a thick layer of ash, and the corners were covered with cobwebs.

Leng Yan didn't push open the hidden door, jumped up, and his feet gently landed on the wall more than two meters high, although the wall was full of fine glass shards, but it did not have any impact on Leng Yan.

If you look closely, Leng Yan's body is not in direct contact with those glass slags, and there seems to be a layer of blue unknown objects in the middle, directly supporting the man's body.

Leng Yan's gaze swept around the courtyard of the bungalow, the yard was very clean, and there were no zombies or anything like that.

Leng Yan jumped down from the courtyard wall, the screen door in the courtyard was open, and the room inside was in a mess, as if it had been ransacked.

This kind of situation is now a commonplace, and the number of survivors may be less than 10% compared to the total number of people before, so these ownerless items will naturally become the object of competition for others, even if there is an owner, there will also be people fighting for blood.

Leng Yan found that all the items had fallen into a thick layer of dust, and there were only his footprints on the ground, and it had been several months since someone last estimated it.

"No one, let's go," Leng Yan still returned according to the original route, and the sound of pushing the door was loud, so he didn't plan to enter the door in a normal way.

Leng Yan turned over several bungalows one after another, and the situation inside was not much different, and they had basically been looted.

Near the bungalow in the middle of the walk, Leng Yan found an anomaly.

This bungalow is particularly messy, there are many things that should not be in this bungalow, crowded into the room, giving people a pretended messy feeling.

In a room of this size, if you want to put so many things, you may only be able to walk on these things in the room, as long as you are a normal person, it is impossible to arrange it like this.

In the corner of the courtyard, there are several bundles of dry firewood, which are neatly stacked there, becoming the most conspicuous existence in this small courtyard.

Leng Yan lifted the bundles of dry firewood to the side, revealing a dark and faint hole.

"Those people are hiding in here?" The ugly door knew that every family in these bungalows might have a cellar, but he didn't expect that they would choose to hide in the cellar.

"Not surprisingly," Leng Yan didn't believe that the entire town was dead, so the only possibility was that they were hiding in this cellar, although they were careful to dispose of the footprints at the door, but the more this happened, the more suspicious it became.

If you really leave, then what's the need to deal with these footprints at the door, isn't it superfluous?

Leng Yan squatted down and approached the hole, there was a door on the hole, it was iron, and the position where the door lock could be hung was still exposed, at this time there was no lock on it, but the door was still tightly closed.

Leng Yan kicked a few times, and the iron door immediately made a muffled bang.

"Anyone? If you have one, come out quickly, or I'll lose something," Leng Yan shouted into the cellar.

At the same time as the crash sounded, he heard some shrill screams coming from the cellar below, as if he had been frightened by something.

Leng Yan lifted the iron door, and at the moment when the iron door was raised, he keenly heard the sound of something breaking, which should be used to fix the gate inside.

The moment he opened the iron door, an unpleasant smell came to his face, making Leng Yan almost vomit out what he had eaten before.

"Don't, don't, don't, we'll come out right away," a man's somewhat weak voice was immediately heard from the dark cellar, and there was a small commotion in the originally calm cellar.

"Are you crazy? Do you know who's out there? ”

"If you want to go out, I won't go!"

The people below had been in the dark for a long time, and suddenly they were a little uncomfortable when they saw the sunlight, and most of them lowered their heads and shrank into the corners at a loss.

"Don't talk nonsense," Leng Yan stepped on the iron door with some impatience, and the door immediately deformed, and a large footprint appeared on it.

"Big brother, do you have any advice?" A pale-faced man climbed up the ladder in the cellar, his clothes were crumpled, and his big dark circles were almost drooping on his mouth, and he looked sluggish.

The man's eyes were a little hollow, but when he saw the two women beside Leng Yan, the man's eyes lit up instantly, and the stark transformation seemed to be back in the light.

Leng Yan was very displeased with the man's gaze, and said in an unkind tone: "Take care of your eyes, otherwise I don't mind giving them to other people in need..."

The man's gaze swept to the iron gate at Leng Yan's feet, there was a footprint on the originally smooth iron door, and that footprint almost stepped on the iron door.

The man's Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes no longer dared to be as unscrupulous as before, although he was trapped for a long time, and there were a few times he went out, but they were all within the scope of this town, and they didn't dare to think about the urban area next to it.

"Who are you?" Several figures also climbed up the escalator one after another.

Looking at those people, the middle-aged man who came out first seemed to have regained some confidence, and leaned towards the side of those people with a flattering face.

"Passers-by, you better get out of here as soon as possible, the zombie tide is coming," Leng Yan didn't talk nonsense, and directly said the main purpose of coming here.

"Why should we trust you?"