Chapter 33: Sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight
After returning from the inspection, the survivors began to light a fire to cook again, and several cooking smoke rose, bringing a strong atmosphere of life.
A bonfire was also lit in the middle of the square, and it was estimated that everyone would have to stay here in the evening together. The slight difference is that Chu Zhaonan arranged a lot of manpower to be on night duty.
Zhang Zifeng took Ren Fei back to his small courtyard, and Xiong Xianming followed him and had dinner together. Ren Fei steamed a pot of rice with a gas canister, laid a tablecloth, and deliberately lit a candle on the dining table.
It can be clearly taken out of ham sausage and canned fish as an accompaniment to the meal. After Ren Fei was robbed, the two men each carried a bag of food in pursuit. Zhang Zifeng's bag of things was not much left, and it was obvious that there were a lot of things left, and they were all taken out, and the quality of the food for the three of them was significantly higher than that of the big pot of rice outside.
The three of them ate happily.
Zhang Zifeng still eats a huge amount of food as always, although he has become used to it psychologically, Xiong Xianming still can't help but be speechless.
"The way you eat, we must stock up on more food." Xiong Xianming said as he put a piece of fish meat in his mouth, and said with a look of enjoyment: "It's the end of the world, you must eat well every day." β
As he spoke, he sighed again and said, "I remember that there are still a lot of delicious foods in the trunk of the car, and I don't know which kid is cheaper."
At the beginning, Zhang Zifeng tempted Xiong Xianming to come out, but it took a lot of effort to move things to Subaru, and the trunk and back seat were full of food. Qiao Sen took Ren Fei away, and the two men pursued on foot, leaving Subaru in place.
Although everyone came out with a bag of things, most of the supplies were still left in the car. From the car to the chicken farm, the two of them walked for half a day, the distance was far away, and it was too risky to go back to drive, and it was estimated that these survivors would not agree to Zhang Zifeng leaving now.
A cart of food may have been looted, and Xiong Xianming's heart aches when he thinks about it.
In fact, there are much larger items left in the rental house. Zhang Zifeng transported the delicious food and beautiful clothes back again and again, and then fled in a hurry from under Lin Xue's nose, everything was in vain, if Xiong Xianming knew, he would definitely beat his chest.
Zhang Zifeng lowered his head and gobbled up, thinking about this matter in his heart. He has more food than three grown men, and his needs will increase further after a fierce battle, so he must take precautions to stock up on food.
Ren Fei was as quiet as a lady, and when she looked up and saw Zhang Zifeng, her heart was settled for a while. The world has become like this, even his body has mutated, and if he didn't have this man by his side, I really don't know how I would have survived.
Xiong Xianming didn't have the consciousness to be a light bulb, lowered his voice, and said to Zhang Zifeng: "By the way, there is one more thing I haven't had time to tell you." β
Zhang Zifeng remembered that he mysteriously squeezed his eyes when he saw him in the morning, and asked, "What's the matter?" β
"Hehe," Xiong Xian said with a smug face, "When they had a meeting last night, I informed you that you were going to drink blood. β
Zhang Zifeng looked at him with some surprise. An important reason why he wants to live with this group of people is that Ren Fei can't supply his blood needs, and Xiong Xianming is not enough.
But this matter is more sensitive, and I haven't thought about how to tell everyone, and he directly solved this problem for himself? And I spent the whole day with the survivors, as if no one was talking about it.
Xiong Xianming continued: "Since I have become your spokesperson, I naturally have to sell some strength. These words are not appropriate for you to say in person, and I have explained to them all that it is necessary for you to stay here that you must be supplied with blood on a regular basis. β
"Do they agree, then?" Zhang Zifeng asked eagerly. Ren Fei has been drinking blood for himself for a long time, and his body is losing weight day by day, which makes his heart ache. It's certainly good to find a replacement.
"Agreed, of course agreed!" Xiong Xianming said: "They wish you had something to ask for them. What if you pat your ass and leave, what if there is another Jossen? Everybody is counting on you to protect them. Don't worry, with so many people supplying you alone, I'm afraid you will be able to drink it every day in the future, even if you want to eat some now, there should be no problem. β
Hearing him say this, Zhang Zifeng suddenly felt a stronger desire to drink blood.
Although he had just drunk Ren Fei's blood two days ago, after two fierce battles during this period, his energy was consumed, and with it, he was even more thirsty for blood.
However, he was still a little puzzled and said: "I remember when you told me about this at the time, you were so frightened that you closed the door directly, why did this group of people agree so easily?" β
Xiong Xian's heart is bitter, didn't you see the frightened look they looked when they first heard the news, I explained to them in the middle of the night, okay? said nonchalantly: "This time, that time." What is it to wait for death every day in a bungalow, and now to be free, to donate some blood? β
"Chu Zhaonan also agreed?" Zhang Zifeng couldn't help but ask. I have the impression that this new leader has a decent style and conservative thinking, and he can actually agree to the matter of drinking blood for people?
He was the first to raise his hand in approval! By the way, it also helped me convince other people all the time. Chu Zhaonan is an ordinary person, he became the leader only after you appointed him, and he is not even a fart without your support, what needs do you have here, and he still doesn't have the spirit to do it? β
Xiong Xianming's words changed sharply, and then said: "However, he also mentioned that everyone's physical condition is very poor now, and I am afraid that I can't stand it if I rashly draw blood, and it is best to delay the start of blood supply for a few days." β
"This is natural." Zhang Zifeng replied, and suddenly felt his heart open up. Chu Zhaonan can adapt to the situation and do things carefully, and he takes the lead in drinking blood, so it is estimated that there is no big problem.
He couldn't help but hug Ren Fei in his arms and kiss him. Finally, I don't have to squeeze my girlfriend alone.
The latter's face turned red, and he glanced at Xiong Xianming while struggling, and after failing to do so, he could only let Zhang Zifeng go.
Zhang Zifeng suddenly remembered the situation of everyone's discussion in the afternoon, and said: "But it seems that some people are not very convinced of him." β
What Zhang Long thinks in his heart, anyone with long eyes can see it. If you take another conspiracy theory, the existence of Xu Hong and Cui Shu's two deputies can also be regarded as a vote of no confidence in Zhang Zifeng. Chu Zhaonan was at risk of being overhead just one day after reaching the top.
Xiong Xianming smiled again and said, "Isn't this a good thing? If these 30 people are monolithic, we will be in trouble. There are only three of us, and we are in the minority after all. β
"Now that someone is weighing him, and the two sides are fighting to tie us up, this matter is more stable. Don't look at Zhang Long, that kid is very arrogant, and he doesn't know where he got a gun, he is just dissatisfied with Chu Zhaonan, and he is as flustered as he is without you. β
"You know a lot, but I still find it awkward." Zhang Zifeng said.
As soon as these people escaped from the ascension to heaven, they began to fight openly and secretly, is this the inferior nature of human beings? And threatening them to supply blood to him with the safety of everyone, and taking advantage of the contradictions between them, Zhang Zifeng felt a little despicable, and even had Qiao Sen's shadow on his body.
Looking at Xiong Xian again, everything is taken for granted, could it be that he has entered the society before the end of the world? Maybe it's because my own ideas as a student are too naΓ―ve.
As if seeing through Zhang Zifeng's thoughts, Xiong Xianming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't have any psychological burden, everyone is now mutually beneficial, and it is easier to cooperate." β
After a pause, he said meaningfully: "And you are now in a transcendent position, and you will adapt to this role one day." β
Just then, there was a knock on the door from outside the courtyard.
When I opened it, Zhang Long, who was smiling, was standing at the door, with his three brothers and a tricycle by his side, which was full of rice and white flour, all of which were unopened, and a bag was placed next to it, and it was faintly visible that it was filled with clothes. There was also a small box, pressed underneath, and only a corner could be seen, not knowing what was inside.
"This is the food that I just found, and some clothes, my brother and sister should be able to wear them." Zhang Long said that Zhao Hu was pushing the cart on the side, apparently preparing to send everything into the yard along with the tricycle.
Zhang Zifeng is worried about the food problem, the only half bag of rice left in the house has been eaten by his big stomach in just two days, and someone will send a pillow if he really wants to sleep.
But there shouldn't be any conspiracy. After talking to Xiong Xianming, he couldn't help but have an extra heart, instinctively glanced in the direction of the square, and by the light of the fire, he could see that there were still some people over there, although he didn't look at himself openly, but he could feel that they were observing every move that happened at the door.
Receiving the food directly from Zhang Long's hand will not affect Chu Zhaonan's prestige? After all, his every move will be magnified and scrutinized by everyone, and he can't keep a low profile.
"These things," Zhang Zifeng said, pointing to the rice, "don't you need to distribute them collectively?" β
No one expected the end times, so they didn't have much food at home. With so much rice and noodles, it shouldn't be easy to collect with the size of this village.
"Of course, it has to be distributed collectively," Zhang Long smiled, and said with a twist: "But Brother Zifeng, you are different." You are our benefactor, and you are also everyone's Dinghai Shen Needle, if the zombies come, we all need your protection, so food and the like must be prioritized by you, and the rest can be divided equally. This one is all for you. β
At the end, he added: "Chu Zhaonan also means this." β
Xiong Xianming squinted from the sidelines, and secretly sneered in his heart, this Zhang Long is very skillful in speaking, Chu Zhaonan may really think so in his heart, but he definitely didn't ask Zhang Long to come over directly to deliver things.