"Cao Potian, I'm grass Nima!"

Wu Yi trembled angrily.

There was chaos in the rental house, and the door of the room that belonged to him was now open, and the inside was a mess, with signs of being turned over everywhere.

The valuable computers and other electrical appliances in the house were all gone, the two Snickers racks in the drawers were not spared, and the most hateful thing was that even a portable hard drive he used to save precious memories was taken away.

The door was intact, but the door of his room was violently opened, and this two-bedroom rented house was only lived by him and Cao Potian, so it was only possible that Cao Potian stole his things.

Thinking that Cao Potian still had the face to borrow money from him after stealing things, Wu Yi hated that he couldn't help but hack the other party to death.

Anger is anger, but it still has to be put aside in the face of the crisis, he doesn't have much time now, and he must complete the final preparations before the end as soon as possible.

Wu Yi learned from his snooping into Cao Potian's heart that at seven o'clock tonight, a strange red rain would fall in Mocheng, where he was.

The red rain would last for nearly thirty minutes or so, and three hours later, at ten o'clock tonight, the zombies would actually appear.

In other words, the real doomsday starts at ten o'clock, and the red rain at seven o'clock is the reason for all this, and it is no wonder that Cao Potian said at the beginning that the end will come at seven o'clock.

According to future research, all humans who are drenched in the rain at seven o'clock tonight will be immune to zombieization as soon as possible, and their physique will also be strengthened.

For example, a skinny otaku can run at the speed of a world champion after being drenched in the rain.

And the more red rain you get, the more likely you are to become a Stranger.

Those who are not drenched in the rain have a high probability of becoming zombies, and even if they are not zombies, these people will become weak in the apocalypse because their physique is not strengthened.

In an apocalyptic world when order is collapsing, the weak have no righteous protection, and they will not get much tolerance and sympathy, and what awaits them will be incomparably difficult and humiliating.

At the same time, this strange red rain will also lead to the largest class change in recorded human history.

At seven o'clock in the evening, most of the people who can get out in the rain are ordinary office workers and the lowest laborers.

In this way, the bottom of the class pyramid suddenly has the strongest power in this world, how can they tolerate the existence of chains around their necks!

In order not to become a weak person who can be slaughtered by others, Wu Yi must be drenched in this red rain.

Now that the food has been prepared, Wu Yi still lacks medicine and weapons, and most importantly, he has to prepare things to collect rainwater.

Wu Yi rushed downstairs with a backpack on his back, he knew that there was a fire box in the corridor downstairs, and there was a fire axe inside, which was the best way to deal with zombies.

But when Wu Yi saw the fire box, his heart was cold again.

The glass on the fire box was smashed, and the axe inside was gone, judging from the brand new glass breach, it must have been smashed not long ago.

"Cao Potian!" Wu Yi gritted his teeth again and read out these three words.

This must be Cao Potian's masterpiece again!

Wu Yi quickly pressed the button of the elevator, and he remembered that there was also a fire box on the fourth floor, and there should be an axe there. However, the fourth floor disappointed him again, and even the water pipes in this fire box were taken away by thieves.

As time passed, Wu Yi wiped a handful of sweat from anxiety and looked down at his phone.

"It's 3:40, four hours and twenty minutes before the end comes."

He's got to pick things up!

Five minutes later, Wu Yi finally found a fire axe in a unit next door, and he loaded the fire axe into his bag and stopped a taxi.

"Master, go to the farmer's market."

"Which market? East or West? ”

Wu Yi's mind suddenly flashed Cao Potian's thoughts before: the black shop in the west of the city, a broken knife actually costs 30,000, and a blade costs 3,000.

"To the west of the city." A sneer appeared on Wu Yi's face, he happened to know about the handicraft shop that Cao Potian said that sold swords, because this shop was what he told Cao Potian.

If Cao Potian arrived at the store and found that the weapon he had ordered was gone, the expression on his face would be very exciting.

This handicraft shop in the west of the city sells some swords, due to the restrictions of the law, the swords sold here are unbladed, but Wu Yi knows that the shopkeeper will take over the work of cutting in private.

Because he had been in a cold weapons enthusiast forum before, and the owner of this craft shop was an active member of it, he knew the secrets as he went back and forth.

The craft store and the farmer's market are just across the street, so going to the craft store won't waste much of his time, and a sharp knife is very helpful for survival in the apocalypse, so there's no reason not to take it.

Wu Yi entered the store and saw that only the boss was sitting in front of the table, so he said with confidence: "Boss, I'm here to get something, a knife with a blade." ”

There was a hint of confusion in the shopkeeper's eyes. "Dude, when did you place an order with me?"

Wu Yi stared at the shopkeeper's eyes, and he instantly heard the shopkeeper's inner voice.

"It's a big guy who came to me today, and he's also mixed up on the forum, and the ID seems to be called the Heaven-Breaking Madman, but when has this person ever been here?"

Wu Yi took out his credit card and smiled: "My friend ordered a knife from you a few hours ago, and he asked me to come over and help him get something, and by the way, I paid the balance of the payment, his ID is the Heaven-Breaking Madman, right?" ”

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper patted his head, and after a while he took out a short knife, but this knife is not short, the shape is very unique, like a dog's leg, and the sharp light reflected on the blade makes people know that it is extremely sharp as soon as they look at it.

Wu Yi suddenly flashed a post he had read on the Internet, which seemed to be a Gurkha scimitar, commonly known as a dog-legged knife, which was perfect for hand-to-hand combat and slashing and opening the way when traveling through the jungle.

"Do you want to try it?" The shopkeeper laughed. "I'm not blowing this job, if you throw a strand of hair on it, it can be directly made into two pieces."

"No need, boss, I can trust your craft." Wu Yi showed his white teeth.

After putting away the knife, Wu Yi immediately rushed to a nearby pharmacy, searched for a bunch of medicines, and then hurried to the farmers' market, bought a roll of mulch film used by farmers for farming, and called a taxi to rush back to the rented house.

"Five thirty-two minutes...... Call...... It's so dangerous, I almost caught up with the tide of school. ”

Wu Yi glanced at the rearview mirror quite happily, the students after school and the parents who picked up and dropped off the children had already blocked the intersection behind him, and if he was two minutes at night, he would definitely be stuck in it.

After another ten minutes, Wu Yi finally brought a bunch of things back to the rental house, and at this time, Cao Potian also appeared at the door of the handicraft store in the west of the city.