At nightfall, the city is plunged into endless darkness, and the stars in the night sky are brighter without the interference of artificial light sources, which in the past people could only appreciate in the relatively remote countryside, but no one pays attention to it anymore.

Meng Qingqiang's city is not large, and the supply of electricity depends on several large thermal power stations on the outskirts of the city, and now that the power supply has been stopped, there is no manpower control, and it is obvious that the fuel used to generate electricity in the thermal power generating units that bring a steady stream of power input to the city should have been exhausted, and there will be no personnel to replenish the fuel at this time, so the night is ruled by real darkness.

Of course, in some other cities that rely on wind and hydropower, maybe the light of humanity can last for a while, but where electricity is generated by nuclear power, it does not bring more lasting hope, and what awaits those who survive will be a more terrible disaster, as the internal cooling water evaporates, the final result of the nuclear power plant will be a huge nuclear explosion, and then the power of destruction will also contribute to the apocalypse.

And now in Meng Qingqiang's eyes, there are only a few faint lights from the windows of individual buildings in the city, most of which are brought by emergency lights, and under the light of these weak light sources, I don't know how many people are still struggling in despair.

Meng Qingqiang had already left the door of the hardware store and staggered forward along the pedestrian path beside the road, and his posture was the same as the corpse man who circled in front of the hardware store in the afternoon.

Just after seeing his wife hugging his son into the darkness of the shop, he understood that he couldn't communicate with his wife at all, and his son's "I'm hungry" kept scratching his heart like a monster's claws, his son was still too young, although he was very sensible, but he had never suffered anything at all under the care of Meng Qingqiang and his wife before, let alone painful hunger, thinking of the torture that the little guy is suffering now, Meng Qingqiang's torn heart seems to be torn again.

There should be a chain of convenience stores not far ahead, and he quickened his pace, dragging the stump leg with one hand to make him faster.

When he was about to arrive at the door of the convenience store, Meng Qingqiang unexpectedly found that there was also an emergency light in this convenience store, and some dim light had shone out from it, which made him feel a little happy in his heart, and he could pick up some food for his wife and children if there was light. But when he struggled to walk up the steps, his heart couldn't help but sink.

The supermarket was in a mess, the containers that were turned over, the dark blood stains sprayed on the walls, and the fragments of human corpses were everywhere, it was obvious that when the disaster struck the convenience store, there were some uninvited customers in it, but I didn't know whether these traces belonged to the customer or the owner, and what made Meng Qingqiang stop was indeed the figure squatting in front of a pile of scattered goods with his back to him, a large area of dirty blood on his clothes, and a strange red and dark green on his skin, all indicating that he was a monster in front of him.

Hearing the footsteps outside, the monster turned his head violently, and his terrifying bright red eyes stared straight at Meng Qingqiang, and then the monster sniffed with his nose, as if he sniffed out that the figure behind him was his own kind, so he didn't pounce directly as if he had found a living person. The monster straightened slightly, and opened its mouth to let out a few low roars, the meaning of the threat was self-evident.

After an afternoon of thrilling, Meng Qingqiang had completely calmed down at this time, looking at the movements of the monsters, it seemed that they mainly relied on their sense of smell to identify the same kind, and their vision was only used as an aid. So he also pricked up his nose to smell what this monster smelled like, but unfortunately because of the tear in his trachea, he was basically unable to breathe heavily, so he gave up the idea of trying.

Meng Qingqiang slowly walked towards the shelf that he turned over next to him, but at this time he didn't expect things to happen, originally in his mind that this kind of monster acted completely on instinct, and would not pay attention to himself when he confirmed his identity as the same kind, but what he didn't expect was that he only took two more steps, and he didn't pay attention to him just now, but the monster who only cared about himself turned around, slowly approached in the direction of Meng Qingqiang and leaned down and kept roaring, Meng Qingqiang stopped his steps, thought about it and slowly retreated outward, until he retreated to the door, The monster turned around and began to eat again.

Meng Qingqiang, who was standing at the foot of the steps, realized at this time that this monster was eating human food. "Isn't this scientific, isn't loss just eating the living?" Looking at the figure of the monster eating with his back to him, thinking of his wife and children who were still suffering from hunger in the dark corner, Meng Qingqiang lowered his body and buckled a brick on the walking path, held it tightly in his hand after turning it in his hand, and then slowly walked up the steps again, and when the monster turned around, he clenched his back molars and pounced.

There was a loud roar of fighting in the quiet street, and two monsters fought in a dimly lit convenience store, and in the face of the monster that pounced, one of the broken arms rounded the bricks and struck them head-on.

"Bang." The monster was beaten back two steps, its face bloomed, one eye was blown out, and several teeth flew off.

Meng Qingqiang lowered his head and rushed forward with one leg, taking advantage of the monster's wake-up moment, he hit it in the face for the second time, knocking it down, he knew that his legs were not good, and he had no chance of winning if he was standing, so after the monster fell to the ground, he rode on the upper body of the monster, held the bricks with both sides, and continuously slammed the monster's head.

"Bang, bang,。。。"

A rapid hammering sound came from the convenience store, and at first you could still hear the struggle and roaring, and gradually these sounds were gone, leaving only the still violent "Bang Bang Bang... ”

It wasn't until the monster's head was completely shattered, and the bricks in his hand were broken into several pieces, that Meng Qingqiang stopped, only to see that among the broken skulls attached to the scalp, there were no human brains, and some were just a lump of tissue soaked in a pool of dark green liquid, which looked like a neuron that had been magnified countless times, and several small tentacle-like things were attached to the skull in all directions, and it was conceivable that this large neuron in the skull should be suspended in the liquid.

Meng Qingqiang touched his head meaningfully, shook it again, and after feeling that nothing was shaking inside, he didn't care. After all, it's already a reality that you're a monster. After standing up, he walked to the place where the monster had just squatted, and the guy actually gathered most of the meaty food in the convenience store, "It seems that this kind of thing is carnivorous, and it doesn't just eat living people", thinking of this, he felt more and more the fate of human beings, fortunately, this monster is not interested in food made of food. Meng Qingqiang turned around and picked up a basket thrown next to him, put the meat and canned fish that could be stored for a long time in it, picked up a few bags of sealed and well-packaged bread in the corner next to him, walked to the refrigerator next to him that had been cut off and took out a few bottles of drinks and mineral water, thinking of his son's taste, so he took a few bottles of yogurt with a good date.

Aside from the dim lights, the corpses at his feet, and the messy goods, Meng Qingqiang was leisurely selecting the goods like a real customer, his movements were natural and harmonious, and there was a slight warmth in this weird environment.

Passing by the still erected daily grocery shelves, Meng Qingqiang picked up a fruit knife, he looked at the short blade and shook his head, and then picked up a large claw hammer and waved it twice, feeling good, so he picked up two and put them in the basket.

After a while he walked out of the door of the convenience store, and was about to step down the steps, when suddenly he seemed to remember something again, and turned back to the store, and a moment later he walked out of the door again, this time with a lot of cigarettes and firecrackers in the basket he was carrying.

"It's time to deal with the body, or smoking is a problem" Meng Qingqiang muttered to himself as he staggered back, leaving the dim light and the darkness gradually swallowed his figure.