Chapter 3: Hunger and Thirst Strike
"Ah, this sleep is really comfortable, Lao He will make me a bucket of instant noodles, and pour a cup of hot water, Lao He..." As soon as Yang Lin opened his eyes, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and Yang Lin, who had not eaten a drop of water for more than a day, now felt that he was very hungry, as if a cow Yang Lin could swallow all the remaining in his stomach, and when he woke up, Yang Lin felt that he had a nightmare about zombies, but then Yang Lin was stunned for a while after seeing the dormitory door that was completely blocked by himself, and his eyes began to moisten again, "Dry, Why is it true, why isn't it a nightmare......" Yang Lin became a little hysterical as he cried, but Yang Lin still maintained the most basic sanity and did not hit things, nor did he cry loudly, because Yang Lin knew that sound could attract zombies.
Dusk came again, Yang Lin's crying voice was already a little hoarse, and now Yang Lin's hungry stomach was full of sour water, and he even felt his stomach twitching, "No, you have to cheer up, it's useless to cry, Lao Tzu wants to eat, if you don't eat, I guess I won't starve myself to death without zombies" Yang Lin babbled for a while, and the cruel reality forced the fragile Yang Lin to be a little nervous.
"Be strong" Yang Lin cheered himself up, and then made a powerful move, but Yang Lin found that he still wanted to cry, Yang Lin wiped a handful of snot and tears, and then took out a bucket of instant noodles from under his bed, braised beef flavor, Yang Lin skillfully opened the packaging of instant noodles, tore all kinds of seasoning packets, and poured all the seasonings into the instant noodle bucket, after doing all this, Yang Lin found that there was no hot water.
Lao He was bitten to death by the old man in the boiler room when he went to fetch hot water, "Damn, there is no water" Yang Lin licked his dry lips, Yang Lin even felt that his throat was starting to dry, "Let's eat it" In desperation, Yang Lin had no choice but to eat instant noodles, but Yang Lin stuffed the instant noodles into his mouth and chewed but couldn't swallow them, because his throat was stabbed by instant noodles It hurt too much.
"No, I can't swallow it, I have to find some water to drink" Yang Lin spit out the crushed instant noodles he chewed back into the instant noodle bucket, "Can't waste it" Yang Lin began to look for drinking water after saying these four words, but Yang Lin searched around and didn't find any water to drink, and in desperation, Yang Lin glanced at his crotch, "No, no, it's not that step yet" Then Yang Lin himself denied his idea.
At this time, Yang Lin suddenly smelled a smell of instant noodles, which was the smell of instant noodles discarded by Yang Lin and Lao He two days ago, Yang Lin suddenly had a flash of inspiration when he thought of this, and quickly rushed to the garbage bag in the corner, and rummaged for a while to find an instant noodle bucket with some instant noodle soup, which was the instant noodle bucket discarded by Lao He, Yang Lin always drank up the soup when he ate instant noodles.
"Purr" Yang Lin drank the instant noodle soup in one breath without thinking about it, "Ah, cool" Yang Lin finally stopped being thirsty for a while after drinking the instant noodle soup, and then Yang Lin ate his bucket of instant noodles, after eating, Yang Lin felt that he was only thirty percent full, and his desire forced Yang Lin to cast his eyes on the drawer where Lao He put the ham sausage, "No, no, I don't know how many days I have to be trapped, I have to endure it, endure it" Yang Lin said to himself, but his eyes were staring at the drawer and couldn't move, three minutes later, " It's so delicious, Lao He has hidden so many ham sausages" Yang Lin already has more than a dozen ham sausage skins under his feet, and Lao He's drawer is already empty at this time.
Ten minutes later, "What did I do, I wiped it, that's life-saving food, isn't there ,,, I have two buckets of instant noodles left" Yang Lin looked at the instant noodle box under his bed and said.
"The future is dark" Yang Lin sighed uncontrollably, the night is gradually coming, the roar of the zombies is particularly scary in the quiet night, even if Yang Lin closed the window and stuffed toilet paper in his ears, but the ghostly howl still got into Yang Lin's ears, "I'm going crazy" Yang Lin roared and rushed to his laptop to turn on the computer, and then stuffed the headphones into his ears, and chose a small movie in the F drive to start watching, In this way, the roars of those zombies gradually moved away from Yang Lin.
"There is still thirty percent electricity" Yang Lin didn't care about the content of the movie at all, but stared at the power of the computer, "Turn it off" Yang Lin used strong willpower to make himself click the shutdown button, "How did the night pass" is probably the reason for sleeping for a day Yang Lin is not sleepy at all now, he can only stare at the ceiling.
"I want to live, live" Yang Lin looked at the ceiling and said his biggest dream at this time, "But it seems to be a bit extravagant" Yang Lin then said self-deprecatingly, who dares to say that he will be able to live in the world of zombies?
"Live, live" Yang Lin kept saying, as if he wanted to brainwash himself, he didn't even know when he fell asleep Yang Lin, a few green particles floated into Yang Lin's nostrils at night, but Yang Lin still slept soundly, some of the people in the world who hid in the corner struggled in pain soon after inhaling the green particles, and after a few minutes they roared a few times and became one of the zombies, while others only felt a little uncomfortable after inhaling the particles but did not become zombies, And there are only a few people in the world like Yang Lin who have not happened in any situation.
In the middle of the night, Yang Lin has been asleep, at this time the highway in Binhai City suddenly remembered the roar of the car, and it is a large vehicle with great horsepower, a convoy on the highway ten miles away from Yang Lin is running over from countless zombies, rushing towards the direction of the mountainous area with a small population, the convoy is headed by a large truck, thousands of horsepower makes the big truck in the zombie group like a dragon rampage, countless zombies were crushed into a pulp, the big truck is followed by a double-decker bus, and finally several modified off-road vehicles.
"Hey, old horse, the speed is faster, the car at the back is almost trapped" A middle-aged man in the first off-road car is using the walkie-talkie to say to the driver in the big truck, "Okay, I know Brother Long" The walkie-talkie in the man's hand came from the voice of the old horse, and then the speed of the big truck increased again, and the rest of the vehicles quickly followed, all the zombies close to the big truck all crashed out, and some fell apart in the air, but even so, the rear off-road vehicle was gradually trapped in the quagmire of zombies and couldn't move, "Brother Long, Help" There was a desperate cry for help from the walkie-talkie in Brother Long's hand, but Brother Long closed his eyes and didn't speak, and the rest of the people didn't speak, because everyone knew that parking was tantamount to death.
The convoy gradually left, and the last SUV was finally knocked open by zombies after half an hour, and the miserable screams pierced through the night.
Brother Long is the leader of a security company in Binhai City, and has a deep relationship with the people on the road, after the outbreak of zombies, Brother Long quickly organized his own people, and then with the help of several large cars of the company to prepare to leave Binhai City to avoid a place with fewer people, Brother Long knows that Binhai City has too many people, and zombies are absolutely indispensable, so it is absolutely unsafe in Binhai City.
When the morning came, Brother Long led his men to finally stay away from Binhai City, Brother Long's younger brothers all let out excited roars, and Brother Long looked at the big card and the bus full of supplies and showed a domineering smile, in this era of loss, in addition to the lack of zombies, there is no shortage of people with ambitions and ideas.
Yang Lin was woken up by hunger again, although he had eaten last night, but Yang Lin now felt that he was still very hungry, and after swallowing a mouthful of spit, he was even more hungry, Yang Lin still couldn't help but take out his last two buckets of instant noodles and eat them, even those seasonings Yang Lin did not let go, tore up the seasoning package and swallowed the last seasoning into his stomach.
"Damn, why don't there be beef in braised beef noodles" Yang Lin complained, but his stomach was no longer very hungry and made Yang Lin's mood better, and after a few minutes, Yang Lin became sad again, because Yang Lin had eaten the last of the food, and now Yang Lin was facing the danger of running out of food, Yang Lin stared at the dormitory door that was sealed by himself for a long time, and finally took his own steps tremblingly.