The smell of the air and the sound of burning attracted the zombies in the nearby fields, and the zombies who wandered aimlessly moved in the direction of the fire. However, their speed is significantly slower than that of the zombies on land, one foot deeper and one foot shallow.

Leng Yan took the dishes and chopsticks handed over by Xiao Lu absently, and looked at the pile of burning corpses and ate them with relish.

Zombies crawled out of the fields next to them, ignoring the raging flames, and stretched out their sharp claws and grabbed at the smelling fire. Many zombie faces were burned, and white bones emerged from their bodies. But they still didn't feel any sense and stuffed a lot of the meat that was about to be cooked into their mouths, and the meat was still on fire, and they swallowed it directly.

Now not only the fire, but also the zombies surrounding the neighborhood were also burning, and the carrion on the body fell off in large chunks, and soon only Senbai's bones remained. But even if only the bones remained, the fire did not diminish in the slightest, and it would not be extinguished until it was burned to ashes.

Zombies don't know how to be hungry, as long as there is food in front of them, they will always eat, so those zombies wandering around the city, many of them have big bellies like they are pregnant, because they eat too much and don't have time to digest it.

The zombies near the fields, they looked much more miserable, their bodies were already deflated, because there was nothing else in their range of activity except this small hotel. And the people in the hotel are naturally cautious, and it is impossible to make a sound that will attract them.

After eating, he turned on the radio in the car and listened to it, and the radio at the Wuyuan base was still playing uninterruptedly. It was exactly the same as the one I heard before, and there was not even the slightest change in tone.

This time Leng Yan sat in the co-pilot's seat, Gao Ziyuan finally found his conscience in the state of being eating and waiting for death, and mainly asked to take on the important role of the driver. Although it was indeed a lot easier to say this coldly, he was still a little uneasy.

The car didn't go far, Leng Yan saw a car overturned in the field next to him, the car looked a little familiar, it seemed to be the man who left before, what was it called, it seemed to be Bai Sen?

Gao Ziyuan slept like a pig last night, and he didn't know what was going on, so he rushed over with one foot on the accelerator, ignoring the vehicle that overturned on the side of the road.

Bai Sen's figure in that car had long since disappeared, and when he overturned, he was stuck in his seat and completely unable to move because of the deformation of the car.

He cried out in despair, but there was a shadow of a living man beside him. When he finally heard the footsteps, he turned his head and saw that his face immediately turned pale, and the sound was made by several zombies with blue faces and shriveled bodies.

They've been hungry for too long, and although the road is occasionally passed, they all thump through the accelerator, and they don't take advantage of anything at their speed. This time, their food was waiting for them motionlessly, and although their speed was affected a lot, they still moved towards him very patiently.

Bai Sen struggled desperately, but no matter how he struggled, his two legs were still firmly pressed into the car, and the pain of the struggle made him grit his teeth.

In the end, he could only watch as the zombies surrounded him, scrambling to tear the flesh and blood on his body.

An extremely terrible scream soon sounded in the car, and the screams spread far away through the car window, causing many zombies wandering nearby to begin to move towards the source of the sound. For a while, a few zombies that had been scattered in the field had already surrounded the car.

The screaming didn't last long, a zombie climbed in through the other side of the car window, directly biting Bai Sen's neck, and the screaming stopped abruptly.

In the Jiasheng community, in a 10-story room, there are three survivors resting in it.

They were already off work when the apocalyptic times broke out, but some owners in this community complained about them, saying that the water pipes were leaking and the door locks were also problematic. Based on previous experience, such complaints do not need to be addressed immediately. But this time, their leaders didn't know what medicine they had taken wrong, so they had to come back immediately and go to the owner's house to solve the problem.

This community is very strict, and they are not allowed to bring their own tools into it, especially this kind of people who do not belong to their community at first glance. Led by the security guards of the community, they came to a storage room, and they had all the things they needed. While they were picking up their items, the security guard who led them left for some unknown reason.

The resentful three locked the door of the storage room, sat inside, smoked and chatted. They live far away, because their jobs are relatively close to the city center, and they can't afford to buy a square meter of house with their annual salary.

"I'm almost home, and I've been driving back for another hour," Los Angeles looked at the wall, it was almost 12 o'clock, but they were still busy outside.

"These rich people are just hard to serve, obviously they can't live here for a few days all year round, and they have to repair things in the middle of the night, isn't this deliberately difficult to get along with us?" Qian Ping took a sip hard, and he didn't know where he flew with a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Alright, let's go quickly. I have to go to work early tomorrow morning, and I will leave work early after cleaning up early," Liu Guocheng sighed, turned around and began to rummage through the pile of tools.

"Well, well, that's what I said," Luo Cheng saw that the pointer was about to point to 12 o'clock, and began to rummage through the tools in his hand like Liu Guocheng.

Just as they were rummaging for tools, their eyes suddenly went black, and they fell straight down and smashed into the pile of tools next to them.

When they woke up, it had been nearly three days since the end of the world erupted, but they didn't notice that something was wrong outside the house for the first time.

"Why did you fall asleep?" Luo Cheng rubbed his face and patted his two companions with some puzzlement.

"I don't know, maybe I'm too sleepy," Qian Ping also got up with sore legs, thinking that it was too hard during the day so he fell asleep.

"Oh, I feel like my waist is going to break," Liu Guocheng fell on the pile of tools in front of him in a very distorted position, and various tools left deep marks on his body and face.