Seven days later. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On January 10, the first year of the last calendar, it had been a full week since I met the mysterious old man.

There was heavy snow outside the window, and it had been falling since the second day of the elm and cedar. I don't know if God thinks that human beings are not being tested enough now, and the south of China, which has not snowed for several years, has snowed like this. Yubai still remembers that before the end of the world, once it snowed in the city, there would be many children outside to build snowmen and have snowball fights, and snow always brought joy to children in winter. And now, the joyful sounds of children have become the screams of zombies, the snowmen have become bloody men, and the white snow has been dyed blood-red.

The snow was falling all the time, and the weather was getting colder. Such a low temperature cannot bring the slightest trouble to the zombies who have no sense organs at all, but it is a great test for the survivors of the apocalypse. Low temperatures can easily cause illness, and at this time, how can you find a doctor? And low temperatures mean more clothes, and more clothes also mean less mobility.

The biggest problem is the snow on the ground, the sanitation workers who used to clear the snow may not know where to gnaw whose bones at this time, and the thick snow on the ground is obstructed; The way of the zombies, but at the same time, it also blocked the way out of Yubai. The ground covered with snow has also become extremely slippery, and in the last days, once it slips, it may mean that it will be caught and eaten at any time.

At this moment, on the 6th floor of a unit building, there is a man in a black down jacket standing by the window, holding a Mo knife, who is it not Yubai! I saw Yu Bai standing there straight, his right hand stretched forward flatly, and he only relied on the power of these five fingers to clench his fist, and he was able to level a Mo knife.

"Whew" "Whew" Yubai kept adjusting his breathing. In such a cold weather, a trace of sweat appeared on Yubai's forehead. Yu Bai's eyes were closed, except for the right hand holding Mo Dao trembling slightly, the rest of his body was motionless. Yubai has maintained such an action for 20 minutes, you know, it is very laborious to hold a knife like this, and the Mo knife also weighs 20 catties!

Yubai's goal is to do this for 30 minutes! When he first decided to practice like this, Yubai's limit was 15 minutes, and after only 7 days, Yubai doubled his limit! Originally, in Yubai's plan, he practiced the use of knives such as chopping, chopping, and stabbing every day, but on the first day of training, Yubai also realized that he was insufficient, and his control of the knife was simply not enough, and he didn't know how much strength he should use.

Grabbing the handle of the knife like this, closing his eyes and feeling the weight of the knife with all his heart, as if the knife had become a part of his body, Yu Bai felt that when he could really feel the change in the weight of the Mo knife, when there was a slight gap that could be felt, it would definitely be particularly helpful for him to kill zombies. It won't make any more force, it won't make less force, and it will kill with one blow, just right. And this kind of exercise can also greatly improve the arm strength of Yubai.

However, this is only an ideal state, and it may not be like this until Yubai practices like this for a long time, but no matter what, Yubai believes that it will be of great help to him. What Yu Bai didn't know was that the practice method he thought of was actually proposed by Zhang Sanfeng, a master of national martial arts hundreds of years ago, that is, listening to the strength in Taijiquan, using the nerve endings of the hand to sense the size and even direction of its strength when it comes into contact with the other party.

Humans are indeed the most creative creatures. Guoshu disappeared in the long river of history more than 100 years ago, and the Taijiquan of Yubai's era has long been a virtual appearance. Under the pressure of the apocalypse, Yubai actually figured out such a training method by himself, although it was only a little fur, but it could be regarded as planting the seeds of hope. Would a human being who is so good at creating lose to zombies who only know how to eat?

When the 30 minutes finally arrived, Yubai just took a nap and resumed his regular training. Although he couldn't go out in the snow, he wouldn't waste a single bit of time, and in these short seven days, Yubai could even feel that his endurance and strength had improved somewhat, even if it wasn't obvious, it was already precious. It's just that every day of such high-intensity training, Yubai's muscles will also be somewhat damaged, and after each training, Yubai will rub on medicinal wine - he used to play a lot, and he has always had these at home. Yubai knows that only by keeping working hard like this can he have a better chance of surviving.

At the end of the morning's training, Yubai did not treat himself badly and ate a lot of things. Of course – intense training and cold weather mean getting enough food is a must. It's just that...... But there is not much food. On the first day of snowfall, Yubai also went to the supermarket to get some food and water, but soon, the snow became heavier and heavier, and Yubai could not go out again.

Candy, 168 left. Biscuits, 4 packets left, chocolates, 20 pieces left. Canned, 9 left. And there are only 2 packs of bread left. There wasn't much water either, and there were 3 and a half bottles of water at the end. Yubai still insists on writing a diary every day to record this.

The food can last for a week at most, Yubai looked at the snow outside the window, and sighed in his heart: "Where is the road?"

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Zhu Jin is an authentic rich second generation. After graduating from high school, he didn't study, and he lived an idle life every day. "Anyway, my parents' money in the future is mine" is Zhu Jin's motto. One day before the apocalypse, Zhu Jin took his newly soaked female college student and his father's bodyguard specially assigned to him to a fox friend's house to carnival.

Unlike Yubai, Zhu Jin witnessed the beginning of the end of the world. At midnight, more than 7 percent or even 8 percent of his fox friends suddenly became crazy and began to scratch and bite the people next to him. Zhu Jin, who didn't know what was in his head, naturally didn't know that this was a zombie, and he thought that those people had smoked too much marijuana and went crazy.

However, just when Zhu Jin watched one of his friends being torn apart by other people, and the beautiful female college student who usually coquetted with him all day long and called his husband intimately a moment ago, suddenly opened his mouth and wanted to eat him, he finally realized that an unknown liquid unconsciously flowed out of his legs.

Zhu Jin felt that he was very witty. He pushed the bodyguards in front of him towards the zombies, and then hid himself in a room at a friend's house. There were a few other people who hadn't died for the time being who saw this scene and wanted to hide inside, but Zhu Jin didn't open the door. "Open the door? Who knows if you're going crazy and biting," Zhu Jin thought.

So, the last survivors were also eaten, Zhu Jin didn't feel the slightest guilt, anyway, people don't kill for themselves. Zhu Jin has been hiding in the room. He called his parents, called the police, but no one answered. Although there was no sound outside for a long time, Zhu Jin didn't dare to go out at all, but fortunately, there was some food and water in the basement, and he kept it up like this for more than a week, until 2 days ago.

He has always been pampered, how can he endure such hunger and cold. He finally made up his mind to go to the man with the knife he had seen the other day!

Yes, Zhu Jin's friend's house is not far from Yubai's house, and since Yubai went to the supermarket on the first day, he hid in his room and saw it. At that time, he still laughed at Yu Bai, it was so dangerous that he still ran outside, and it would be good to wait for rescue with peace of mind, but the rescue he imagined never came, and he himself was now starving to death.

Summoning up his courage, Zhu Jin finally opened the door that he had been hiding for many days, and came to the door of Yubai's house without danger.

Knock knock.

There was a knock at the door.