Cao Pingtian got up before dawn, thinking about the group of zombies that were dominated yesterday, and thinking about the group of people who had tanks. Cao Ping was deeply afraid, this was the end of the world, but he had nothing, if he encountered a zombie, he could run, if he met a living person, and if the other party had a gun, he could only be slaughtered.

Thinking of Chen Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping in the second bedroom, Cao Ping felt that he should be strong and not let the people around him suffer a little harm.

Cao Ping didn't know that his heart was becoming more and more extreme with the passage of time in the apocalypse. Maybe fear is followed by hideousness, or maybe the disordered world brings extremism.

When Cao Ping walked out of his house, a hand grabbed his shoulder, and he turned around to see that Chen Xiaoxiao was also fully dressed, holding a long fruit knife in his hand, and his firm eyes pierced him. Cao Ping scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I thought you didn't get up, thinking about ...... afternoon"

Chen Xiaoxiao ignored him and walked straight to the stairwell.

"Alas...... You wait, I'll go ahead," Cao Ping shouted as he chased after him.

They came to the 11th floor, Cao Ping vaguely remembered that 1101 had been uninhabited since it was renovated, and 1102 was a middle-aged couple, and they wanted to rent a house here with their grandson to study in junior high school.

Cao Ping took out the key from the property center and opened the door of 1101, sure enough, the brand new furniture had a thick layer of dust, which should be dried after decoration, the tradition of the Chinese, known as the scattered taste.

After a few circles at 1101, I took the kitchen knives and walked towards 1102.

The two stood at the door of 1102, a little hesitant, and finally Cao Ping decided to knock on the door first.

As the doorbell rang for "Ding Dong ......", and there were a few cries of "......" inside, Chen Xiaoxiao instinctively shrank back, but as if he thought of something, he tightened the knife in his hand and took another step forward.

Except for Cao Ping, who has experience in long-distance stabbing and killing, neither of them has ever killed zombies face-to-face. The two didn't know how to proceed next.

"Otherwise, you come and open the door, I'll kill zombies, I have experience, it should be no problem." Cao Ping said with a grin at Chen Xiaoxiao. In fact, his palms were sweaty.

Chen Xiaoxiao thought for a while and said: "You don't have any experience in killing zombies head-on, so let's do it, I saw a big pot lid in the room of 1101, which is quite strong, you hold the pot lid to block the zombies, and you have time to react." ”

Cao Ping thought about it for a while, and felt that this idea was good, a bit like a riot police holding a shield.

When they returned to 1102 again, the two were fully armed, with thick books tied to their wrists, and Cao Ping was holding a large cauldron lid with a meter long.

The difference is that this time it was Cao Ping who opened the door, and Chen Xiaoxiao mended the knife behind him.

The moment the door opened, two middle-aged zombies with bloodstained faces slowly walked towards the two, and sure enough, they were a middle-aged couple. His simple clothes were covered with black spots of blood. Cao Ping stepped forward quickly, pushed the female zombie aside with the lid of the pot, and smashed the long fruit knife in his right hand into the male zombie's eye socket, making a crisp sound of bones cracking, and then the male zombie collapsed to the ground.

Under another push, the female zombie fell to the ground, and Cao Ping pressed her with the lid of the pot hard, but did not kill her, because he wanted Chen Xiaoxiao to solve her.

Chen Xiaoxiao's trembling hand plunged the knife into the female zombie's forehead little by little, until the female zombie stopped moving, Chen Xiaoxiao held back her nausea and didn't let herself spit out, but the moment she pulled out the knife, a black and white juice gushed out from the wound, and she couldn't hold back anymore. Vomiting wildly on the side.

Cao Ping didn't speak, because he knew it was something that needed habit rather than comfort.

It may be the case of accompanying the study, 1102 received a large amount of milk and snacks, as well as rice and noodles, at least enough for two people to eat for ten days.

But in 1102, I didn't find the little girl that Cao Ping had seen before, but I found a lot of blood and bones in the master bedroom. Want...... Chen Xiaoxiao vomited again.

Using this method, the two of them swept the entire 12 houses in a row, and finally ran out of strength on the 6th floor before returning home.

Night.

Cao Ping couldn't sleep, so he spread out his diary

September 15, 2038 Sunny

Xiaoxiao and I went to 12 houses today, and the materials we searched for were less than expected, and we will be able to sweep the 6th floor tomorrow, but I remember that only 2 of the 10 houses below have residents, so there will not be much to gain tomorrow.

I don't know if the zombies downstairs have returned to the shadows under the scorching sun today, what should I do if the pile is standing downstairs? Face to face, kill them all one by one?

I've been wondering why the person in the layout is not hurting to tie up the zombies. I think the most likely thing is that the zombies will run around because of the sound, and if the survivors use the sound to guide the zombies, the survivors still have a chance to escape from the community. But tying up the zombies, although they can't hurt anyone, can block all the people in the building. This will force the survivors to death more than the hordes of zombies running around.

I want to be stronger, for the sake of Xiaoxiao, for myself, if those zombies are still there, I will kill them all one by one.