The sky was bright, and a round of red sun hung in the sky, reflecting the golden red of the morning glow.

Perhaps it was the rainstorm yesterday afternoon that washed away the dust that had been over Zhangzhou City for a long time, and today's sky is unusually clean, and you can see the blue sky above it through the golden clouds.

It is said that such a good weather should bring people a pretty good mood, but everyone in the prickly pear team has a sad face, and no one has a happy smile on their faces.

A night has passed, Yang Guangming still hasn't returned to this resting point, and even Jiang Chuyun, who is the most confident in his strength, has no hope in his heart at the moment.

You must know that zombies at night are especially difficult to deal with, and there may also be some mutated creatures that are active at night, and the danger is at least double that of the daytime.

Yang Guangming, on the other hand, went out alone, and was completely unfamiliar with the surrounding terrain. If you don't return for one night, you can basically conclude that he either died in the mouth of a zombie or was swallowed as a snack by mutated creatures.

Two companions died in one day, which was not a small blow to everyone in the prickly pear team.

You know, just a few days ago, they were a team of twelve survivors! On the day he rescued Yang Guangming, he lost five members at once, which gave the prickly pear team a huge blow; He had just decided to change his place to stay, but he lost two of his teammates in one day, and the weapons on their bodies were already unusable.

Although Jiang Chuyun and others have deeply experienced the cruelty of the apocalyptic world in the past month, when they really reached this moment of exhaustion, they still felt extremely confused and deeply desperate for the future.

The six of them didn't rest well all night, and after waking up early, they all stood or sat silently, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

A trace of confusion flashed in Jiang Chuyun's beautiful eyes: Is this decision I made really wrong? But we couldn't stay in that abandoned factory for too long......

Just when everyone was silent and silent, suddenly a "crackling" footsteps came from a distance, and it didn't take long to get close.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Eventually, the footsteps stopped in front of the house where everyone was, and then a knock on the door sounded rapidly, followed by Yang Guangming's familiar voice.

"Hey, hey, hey! Brothers, open the door, dozens of zombies are chasing after you! ”

From Jiang Chuyun downward, everyone in the prickly pear team was stunned for a moment, and then they all glanced at each other, and they all saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes: This guy is still alive!

Jiang Chuyun was the first to react, his body pounced on the door like a cheetah, first pulled the table and cabinet that held the door ~ apart, and then opened the door with a "whew", and saw Yang Guangming, who was carrying a large woven bag on his shoulder, standing at the door with an anxious face.

"Hurry, hurry! Close the door, these dog-brained things have chased me for a few streets, and almost turned into a snack in their mouths! ”

Rushing into the door with a flexible dodge, Yang Guangming closed the door again with his backhand, and then put the woven bag on his shoulder on the ground as if relieved.

At this time, through the glass window, everyone finally saw that a large group of about thirty or forty zombies were hurrying from one end of the road, staring at the black eyes and white pupils one by one, even under the blue sky and white sun, it was still chilling.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't look at me like this, didn't you just bring dozens of zombies, don't worry, they can't rush in with the door closed, and we'll open the door a little later, just get rid of them one by one. ”

Just as he was about to take a breath, Yang Guangming saw Jiang Chuyun and the others looking at him with strange expressions, as if they had seen something incredible.

"You...... You didn't--Boss, why did you beat me~? ”

The copper head pointed at Yang Guangming, and just wanted to say, "Why didn't you die", he was slapped by Jiang Chuyun. Then Jiang Chuyun looked at Yang Guangming with a smile on his face, and said softly, "It's good to come back." ”

Yang Guangming almost couldn't help but rub his eyes: Damn! Am I having a broken eye? This chick! This facial paralyzed girl...... She actually laughed? I can't be mistaken, right?

The next moment, everyone's attention was diverted by Meng Hai again.

Seeing that Yang Guangming returned safely, and as if he had made a big gain, Meng Hai directly stepped forward and opened the woven bag to take a look, and then his eyes widened, his face showed a look of ecstasy, and he shouted loudly:

"I ...... I'm the next Olympics! Brother, you're my idol! Not to mention that a person survived outside, you still found so many canned fruits, you are so godly! ”

"What, what canned fruit?"

"Canned fruit, really? Show me! ”

Hearing Meng Hai's exclamation, except for Jiang Chuyun, the other five members of the prickly pear team shouted loudly, and they all came to the front and directly turned out the canned fruit full of woven bags.

Citrus, apple, pear, longan...... There are a lot of varieties, and there are nearly 100 cans in number!

After seeing all the canned fruits, even Jiang Chuyun's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Everyone deeply felt that they really couldn't understand Yang Guangming anymore: a few days ago, he was chased by dozens of zombies and had no way to enter the ground, but now just a few days have passed, and he has become extremely violent, not only can he spend the night outside alone, but he can also bring back so much food, I really don't know how to say it!

Everyone was amazed for a while, and then they remembered the zombies who were "waiting to be fed" outside. Although these guys can't get into the house at all, it's not a problem to let them stay outside like this all the time, after all, everyone still has to go out, right?

In the end, everyone still adopted Yang Guangming's method, that is, to move the table and cabinet behind the door a little distance, and open the door to a gap, just enough to allow a zombie to squeeze in.

After that, things became simpler, as long as a zombie was squeezed in, Yang Guangming waited behind him to raise a knife and cut off a hideous head, which was as easy and neat as chopping melons and vegetables.

As for why Yang Guangming is so active in serving as the "executioner" task of cutting off his head, according to his words, it is "these guys have chased me for several streets, and not killing them is not enough to vent the hatred in my heart", but in fact, Yang Guangming is reluctant to waste dozens of positive energy in vain.

Yang Guangming always remembered that it takes 1,000 points of positive energy for the positive energy system to rise to the second level, and if you don't work hard, God knows how long it will take to save enough.

I don't know why, Yang Guangming always has a sense of urgency in his heart, he always feels that this world will not be so simple, and as time passes, there will definitely be more unimaginable dangers in front of the survivors. Under this premise, if you improve your strength one day earlier, you will have more hope of living.

When the whole room was full of zombie corpses, and the strong smell of blood stimulated people to breathe, the dozens of zombies outside the door finally all "lined up to cut off their heads".

Dozens of times in a row, Yang Guangming waved the machete in his hand quickly, Rao is Yang Guangming's physical strength is now better than before, and he still feels a little tired, and his hands and arms feel a sour numbness.

The house was full of zombie corpses, and the smell of blood would definitely attract nearby zombies in a short period of time, and everyone didn't dare to stay longer, so they hurriedly packed up their things and walked out of the house, and re-headed towards Qingshijing Road in the south of the city.

Of course, on the way out, everyone in the prickly pear team held a can of fruit with the lid open in their hands, and they all chose their favorite type, and poured a mouthful into their mouths as they walked, with a sour expression on everyone's face.

In the last days, the survivors are so easily satisfied.

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