Another day of sweeping, as Cao Ping thought, didn't get anything useful, saw a lot of dishes, but all of them were already rotten, only found a few buckets of instant noodles and a few bags of snacks. However, he unexpectedly found a dogleg knife without a sharp edge, Cao Ping held the heavy dogleg, and he couldn't hold the handle of the knife. I really don't know what this 302 does?

Because there was nothing to gain, in the afternoon, the two of them finished eating on the rooftop, Cao Ping carefully sharpened the dog-leg knife, grinding little by little, because Cao Ping glanced at the situation outside the building when he swept to the first floor, although most of the zombies had left, but there were still more than a dozen zombies at the door. If Cao Ping wants to continue to collect resources, he has to deal with these zombies, and it is obvious that the fruit knife that has been curled many times can no longer meet his needs. This dogleg knife came at the right time. So he grinds extraordinarily delicately.

night

Cao Ping looked at the red bonfire illuminated by the villas in the distance, and the outline of the tank could be faintly seen through the binoculars next to the bonfire.

There were nearly 100 people sitting around the bonfire, both men and women, although they couldn't see their looks, but their wild dancers' bodies, that kind of violent aura instantly appeared, and at a glance, you could see that each of them was not so easy to mess with.

A man in a shiny leather coat waved his hand, and everyone stopped dancing, sitting quietly and waiting for him to speak, Cao Ping didn't know what he said. But even from that distance, you can hear their wild laughter and roaring. Is it excitement?

Cao Ping suddenly saw the leather-clad man tilting his head and looking at him? Cao Ping was excited, so far away, could he still see himself? Delusion! I wanted to look closely, but I couldn't find the man.

Cao Ping sat on his rooftop, a gentle little hand on his shoulder, Cao Ping tilted his head to look at Chen Xiaoxiao, and whispered to her what he saw.

"Do you think we're safe in this neighborhood?" Chen Xiaoxiao pulled up her hair and said.

Cao Ping lowered his head and thought for a moment. He said: "To be honest, from the perspective of zombies, this community is quite safe, and even clean up the zombies so that we can all reproduce the next generation here." Chen Xiaoxiao twisted the flesh of Cao Ping's armpit fiercely. In pain, he smiled and begged for mercy.

"But from a survivor's point of view, I don't feel safe because behind the villa area opposite is a large commercial area with food and drink. The group of people with machine guns and tanks will clear this area sooner or later, and at that time, we will not be spared. Cao Ping carefully analyzed.

Chen Xiaoxiao put her head on Cao Ping's shoulder, and put it before the end of the day, she couldn't look down on an otaku like Cao Ping, but it was the end, and Cao Ping's performance made Chen Xiaoxiao feel deeply dependent and convinced. "So what do we do next?" ”

Cao Ping was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this problem, he had thought about collecting materials before, and then surviving this apocalypse, but now it seems that this idea is too naïve. But what's next? He didn't have any idea.

Chen Xiaoxiao saw that he didn't say anything, and knew that Cao Ping couldn't change the status quo. So both of them fell silent.

"What if we unite that perverted bald head or just join that group of people with weapons?" The two were silent for a long time, and Chen Xiaoxiao spoke first.

Cao Ping grabbed his hair and said in a low voice: "It's impossible to join the bald head, judging from his previous performance, he is an extremely conceited person, and we have no value to him." And that group of armed forces, if we contribute our supplies, will definitely accept us, but can also become their slaves. Because I've seen a lot of people dressed in rags to clear the way for them and kill zombies. I think it's the survivors they took in. ”

After another silence, Cao Ping sighed and said, "Forget it, don't think so much, we don't know what will happen in the future?" Why worry about it. Besides, it would take them at least a month to clear out the street. Let's wait for a while. We're also going to be sweeping a few nearby buildings to see if there are any survivors and looking out for each other. In fact, Cao Ping still had an extreme sentence in his heart that he didn't say - if it's a bad guy, kill it directly.

The two of them lay on the platform and hugged each other, looking at the night sky that was gradually becoming clear because of the lack of pollution.

On a moonlit night, countless stars twinkled one after another, and the moon was also extraordinarily transparent, evenly sprinkled on the ground, Cao Ping looked at Chen Xiaoxiao, who looked like a fairy, and his lips gradually approached. Chen Xiaoxiao breathed in the air with Cao Ping's breath, a little intoxicated. It's the end of the world, how many days can you live? I thought about closing my eyes until a cool silk lip pressed against my lips.

But neither of them has any experience in kissing, they just put their lips to their lips, and they don't move, and they don't know anything else, they just stick to each other. But the satisfied expression seemed to be intoxicated.

I didn't say anything all night, and I certainly didn't do anything else to be ashamed of.