After Carl left Pete Street, he searched the neighborhood again, but as Constantin said, some obvious places had been looted by the survivors, so he didn't get anything useful.

also wasted a few hours of his precious time, so angry that he scolded his mother directly.

At this time, Carl was lying on a bench on the side of the street, resting after a long day's work, and he needed a rest, he leaned next to him, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

This kind of weather is really unbearable, Carl gasped.

After a while, he looked up at the sun, then at his watch, and muttered, "So it's so late?" ”

The time on the watch is 2:00pm, which means that it is already 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and it is time to get ready to go back, after all, there is still a way to go back to the Harris Building.

"Gollum...... Gollum...... Karl poured a few mouthfuls of water into his mouth, got up from his chair, picked up his bags and began to return the way he came.

Carl looked at the sun again, and sure enough, it had dropped a little more, don't look at the fact that the sun is still in the sky, in fact, the sun will go down soon, so you must go back quickly.

Because when the sun goes down, the nocturnal ghosts will come out to hunt down the humans who don't have time to get back to the safe house. However, Carl still has plenty of time now, and there is still a while before sunset, so Carl doesn't need to be too anxious.

Dangdang......

Dangdang......

Carl didn't realize the sound of his bag on his back, but he was thinking about what happened today, and the faint pain of the wound reminded him not to forget it.

"What is this?" Carl couldn't figure it out when he scratched his head, Ji Si told him that any ghost thing would definitely die as long as it was hit by a flash bullet, except for the black mist, other ghost things are extremely afraid of light, the higher the intensity of the light, the greater the lethality to it, and the light produced by the flash bullet can even make people unable to open their eyes.

A light source of this intensity was enough to kill any ghosts at the center point, but it was also the one thing that bothered Carl the most.

The ghost he encountered was killed by five flash bullets, and there was more than one monster that made people think about it, and fortunately Karl ran fast, otherwise he would probably have been planted in that strange place.

Until now, he couldn't think of anything to do with assortment, and sure enough, he was still inexperienced! Karl smiled wryly.

If this kind of thing happens to an experienced old bird, it can more or less analyze the cause after peeling off the cocoon from the inside. So, Carl was going to tell them about it and see if they could do anything about it.

Thinking about it, Carl stopped, turned around suspiciously, and scanned the buildings on both sides with a gloomy face.

"Is it a delusion?" Karl frowned, he had just sensed something peeking at him, but it was gone for a moment. But instead of letting go, he tensed, trusting his instincts.

He looked at the windows of the buildings in a bad mood, but it was dark and he couldn't see anything. Carl withdrew his gaze, knowing that no further observation would lead to anything, so he turned and walked away.

Today seems to pass very quickly, the sun has turned yellow, and it seems that it will soon be swallowed up by darkness to the last rays of light, and when the darkness has completely fallen, the master of the city will quietly be transformed into a place dominated by filth.

"It's going to be fast!" Carl said secretly, his steps unconsciously accelerated, the arrival of darkness brought him a great sense of oppression, and the feeling that the light was swallowed by the darkness was more like the end of life.

The feeling that the survivor experiences every day is now known after all, very desperate, very depressed, circulating in this atmosphere day after day, I am afraid that the courage or nerves will not be able to hold on.

Karl looked back, and the place he had just walked through was already occupied by darkness, and the speed at which the darkness spread quickly depended on how quickly the sun went down.

……

Harris Building, 18th floor, stronghold.

"Recently, supplies have been getting more and more scarce, you see, I searched all day and found a few small cans, which is really unlucky." Constance smiled wryly at the other two.

As he spoke, he poured out a few small things in his backpack, and it seemed that these few things with a metallic luster were not the size of a palm, and they were not even enough for one person.

"Really?" Ji Si frowned, "I'm about the same, but I'm lucky, I'm a few canned beef." ”

She also poured her things on the round table, and mixed them up with a few canned vegetables.

Then, Kiss looked at Rosa, "It's your turn, sister." ”

"Looks like I'm the most unlucky." Rosa shrugged helplessly and smiled bitterly, took out a bottle of water from her backpack, and placed it on the round table.

"Six cans, three of which are vegetables, plus a bottle of water, barely enough for two people to fill their stomachs." Ji Si frowned and said, "In normal times, we can collect at least three times as many supplies as we do now, or even four times as many as we do now, but I don't know why, the situation suddenly deteriorates." ”

Rosa thought for a moment and said, "I think it's not just us who are facing this problem now, I'm sure all the survivors in Heaton City are also facing this food scarcity. ”

"The few closest food storage areas to us are running out, which means we need to go farther away to collect food, and farther away means more dangerous, but if we don't, then we need to search the forbidden areas of our area, but this is too uncertain." Constance frowned.

"Also, if we go farther away to collect supplies, it also means that we have to break into other people's areas, although there is no explicit rule, but the survivors have a tacit understanding to abide by this unwritten rule, and if we do this, it will also mean breaking this rule, so what will happen is not predictable." Ji Si frowned.

"How many days is enough food to last?" She asked.

Konstein pondered for a while and replied, "About three days, if you save a little more, then a week will do." ”

"That said, we still have a week to think about how to do it." Kiss muttered to herself.

"Yes."

For more than ten minutes, everyone didn't think of a feasible way, so they had no choice but to temporarily suspend the topic.

"Everyone is tired today, this kind of thing can't be solved overnight, there is still a week, counting the food we collect every day, it can be supported for a while, let's talk about it tomorrow." Constance said.