It was another sunny day, and Cao Ping still woke up from a nightmare. And Cao Ping got up and found that the water in the whole house was cut off, thinking about it, it is not easy to hold on to the water plant without electricity. Fortunately, Cao Ping had the foresight to fill almost all the utensils that could hold water, and even the garbage cans were filled with several layers of garbage bags. However, because there was no water, Cao Ping's stool was a problem, and he looked at the stool that was not flushed in the toilet, and decided to seal this ugly toilet from now on. But in the future, if you want to be convenient, you can only go to the platform. In this apocalyptic world, no one should be bored to see themselves from the twelfth floor, right? I don't know how long it will take to and flood the floor below. Cao Ping thought and smiled shamelessly.

Cao Ping played with his Apple Fruit 8S mobile phone, and he had already called the mobile phone number in the address book since yesterday, either the phone was turned off or there was no signal. Especially after my parents called me dozens of times, I finally gave up. This shows two situations: First, there are still signals that there are still some government departments working in Huaxia. Although the hope is very slim, Cao Ping is very willing to believe in this possibility, because the seven-day rescue said that the result will be known soon, and if there is no rescue, Cao Ping needs a greater hope to keep himself from collapsing. The second shows that there is a power outage in almost all parts of Huaxia, and even if their friends have not become zombies, they have almost no contact because of the lack of power.

Cao Ping is still optimistic and maintains his attachment to hope, even if he subconsciously thinks that this world is actually a world of zombies, and his relatives and friends have been eaten or turned into zombies, Cao Ping still denies every possibility.

Cao Ping ate very little today, although there was electricity, but after trying it, he found that the voltage was too low to bring an induction cooker. So Cao Ping still eats pure blister compressed biscuits, but eats a sausage very luxuriously. Although it was a small snack before the end of the day, it has now become a meal for the day. Fortunately, the compressed biscuits look very powerful after soaking.

The miscellaneous notebook is still charging upstairs, and Cao Ping is holding his mobile phone and wants to see the forum or something! But I found that there was no net! It turns out that the signal of the mobile phone can only make calls.

I don't know if it's a problem with my phone or if I can't access the Internet in the first place. I knew that I should have bought Huawei or POOP at that time. It's a pity that it's more expensive, so I bought this apple fruit 8S that no one uses anymore.

Lying stupidly on the couch, thinking about what else to do? In fact, Cao Ping very much wanted to come outside to the house where the electric donkey's battery was placed. Because with the battery, even if there is no sun at night, the home can still be used for electrical appliances.

was really bored, so Cao Ping turned on the music on his phone. In fact, Cao Ping didn't listen to what was put on at all, because playing music just let him know that he was still alive.

"Bang bang bang...... Syllable...... Syllable...... Syllable...... A rhythmic voice came from next door, startling Cao Ping to jump up from the sofa in a hurry? Zombies in the neighborhood?

Cao Ping's house is the top floor, he lives in 1202, and the people in 1201 next to him have never seen it, because he has lived here for 9 years, and he has not lived next to him since the decoration was good! There was only movement a month before the end of the day, it seems to be rented out, and I can usually see a lot of women coming in and out, at first I thought it was secretly a secret prostitute, but later I found out that they were all women in their forties. It took a long time to know in the quarrel between this group of women that there was a processed drink and snack workshop next to it, and I didn't know if it was a black workshop, but in line with the heart that it was not about him, Cao Ping never cared.

Now that there is a sound on the other side, I can't help but ask, if I remember correctly, there should be fifteen or sixteen women who usually work in the neighborhood. Damn, Cao Ping scolded secretly, thinking that there were more than a dozen zombies across the wall, and thinking about the scene where he saw the sanitation workers holding people's heads and gnawing before, Cao Ping was numb and a little retching.

"Bang bang bang...... Syllable...... Syllable...... Syllable...... "Bang Bang" is another series of knocking sounds, sounding like a drink bottle hitting a wall. Zombies will still smash things against walls? It's not good, the drink bottle won't smash through the wall, but if a dozen women take something and grab it together, I don't know if the concrete can withstand it.

"Bang bang bang...... Syllable...... Syllable...... Syllable...... The sound of percussion still continued, but when Cao Ping was thinking wildly, he still heard it from the sound, and the sound was only a bottle and then knocked. Cao Ping's heart calmed down after discovering it. If there is only one, and it is a plastic bottle, there is no need to worry about the quality of the wall.

Half an hour passed, and the tapping continued. Cao Ping, who was lying on the sofa, became more and more irritable the more he listened, and he didn't let people rest, he didn't eat much, and the sound of tapping made him even more irritable. Evil is born from the guts, and Cao Ping angrily punches the wall. However, not only did the percussion sound not stop, of course, this was also expected by Cao Ping, but unexpectedly, the thing behind the other wall was more frequent because of the sound of Cao Ping's punch, and the more frequent percussion "pop ......" lasted for a minute.

From this percussion sound, Cao Ping thought of another possibility, could it be a living person? Impossible, right? There are living people besides themselves? After thinking about it, Cao Ping smiled bitterly, he can live as an otaku, thinking that there should be many people in this world who survive, right? Why knock the bottle on the wall on the other side? Mute?