Yan Zhen didn't move, his eyes looked directly at the fat man, and said, "It's safe if we don't come, but once we come, it's not safe?" ”

Then he can not understand that the 'danger' will soon be discovered with the arrival of their group. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fat man snorted twice from his nostrils, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You didn't find out!" ”

Then, he got into the cab and took out his backpack, beckoned Yan Zhen and them to follow him, and said as he walked out: "The smaller the number, the lower the chance of being discovered by those madmen, and it is best to hide alone." ”

Except for Xiao Bu Sun Yixin, the other three were stunned at first when they heard this, and then exchanged a look, the fat man's words are indeed very reasonable, especially Yan Zhen, he felt the deepest.

At first, he acted alone, and only encountered a few mutants he met by chance, but since Wei Dongcheng and his party arrived at the factory, they were besieged and pursued one after another.

If the fat man's words are true, then their previous guesses are all wrong, the mole is nothing at all, and the number of people is the 'signpost' that guides the mutants to track them.

The greater the number of people, the larger the target, and the more dangerous it is.

This logical relationship is reasonable and in line with the facts, but Yan Zhen still has one last point that he doesn't understand, so he asked: "Why is it easier to be found when there are more people?" ”

"I don't know, but you think, in those foreign zombie movies and Uncle Lin's series of movies about catching zombies, how did zombies and zombies find people nearby, rely on it!" The fat man finally pointed his nose with his thick fingers.

Then he quickly added: "I guessed, it may be." ”

Although it is a blind guess, it is also a guess based on facts, after all, whether the mutant person senses the existence of a normal person through the sense of smell or not, the more people there are, the more obvious this 'sign' is, which is the only reasonable explanation at present.

The fat man walked out of the waiting hall, and at a glance he saw the red wrangler parked in the square, his mouth crooked, and he looked at Yan Zhennu and said, "Your car?" Tsk, who's so sissy to choose the big red! ”

Yan Zhen wanted to laugh, but immediately retracted the upturned corners of his mouth, glanced at Wei Dongcheng with slanted eyes, coughed falsely, and said, "In extraordinary times, it's good to have a car to travel." ”

Wei Dongcheng next to him had a black face, squeezed his fist twice, and made a sound of 'Ka Ka Ka Ba', Sun Guobin used his daughter's small body to cover his face and laughed silently, but his shaking shoulders betrayed him, making Wei Dongcheng's face even darker.

This little episode passed quickly, several people got into the car, Wei Dongcheng started the car and asked the fat man to show him the way.

Yan Zhen waited for the train to start before continuing the conversation just now, and he changed the topic: "What's going on with that train?" ”。

The fat man turned his head from the co-pilot's seat and grinned, "I came by that train, let's talk about this matter when we find a safe place." ”

"Do you have a safe place?"

"Haven't you heard of the three holes of the cunning rabbit? When one place is exposed, quickly change to another, and flexibility is the key. ”

Yan Zhen looked at his smug look, and wanted to mock him, but he thought that he would have to live in someone's 'cave', so he swallowed his words back.

The fat man didn't say his real name, he reported a pen name - potato chips and ham, but it was also worthy of his name, Yan Zhen didn't mind calling him potato chips, anyway, he reported someone else's pen name.

The so-called safety point of potato chips is the street office of a community, a two-story building surrounded by buildings, with the front door and back window facing the gap between the two residential buildings, so that it is easy to observe the situation outside.

Before the disaster, the office was supposed to be organizing something, and the first floor was stacked with food products such as rice, white flour and soybean oil.

Sun Guobin went up to the second floor with his daughter in his arms, and Wei Dongcheng also followed, saying that the second floor was more suitable for monitoring the movements outside.

In fact, they deliberately made room for the two to talk, two writers who were sympathetic, and there were some things that they definitely didn't want others to hear.

There are chairs for office staff behind the reception counter on the first floor, and the fat man dragged two out and placed them in front of the window, he and Yan Zhen sat opposite each other, and one side of his face could see the gazebo outside the window.

Being able to communicate with a writer so calmly reminds Yan Zhen of the lively Yuanxing man, maybe by now, those writers who retain innocence and kindness have all died.

Sadness crossed from the bottom of Yan Zhen's heart, but soon his whole mind was invested in the self-description of potato chips.

Potato chips' hometown is a small county in H Province, he went to the capital to work after graduation, he likes to write novels in his spare time, and he was introduced by a friend to use the park.

From the narration of potato chips, Yan Zhen knew that the capital was not spared, first the city's power outage, and then the disappearance of citizens for no reason.

In the company where potato chips worked, in addition to him and the boss, there was no one left in the remaining 100 or so people, and the boss paid potato chips an extra month's salary, which was regarded as severance pay, and the two packed up their beds and prepared to return to their hometown.

On the way back to his hometown, the potato chips did not encounter a major disaster, but the robbery from his companions has never stopped, and after the world is in chaos, the first thing to fall is the concept of morality.

The potato chips were robbed of his luggage, and some of the frenzied robbers searched his shoes and underwear, and he hid his phone in a hollowed-out English dictionary to survive.

The most thrilling time was when he met a writer and almost killed him, but fortunately he escaped, and because of this, his attitude towards Yan Zhen was so bad at the beginning.

If it's a flood, an earthquake, or a zombie, it's fine, but people just disappear for no reason, and the government can't solve it.

"The capital, with a permanent population of 20 million, after such a journey, hum... I finally don't have to worry about traffic jams on the highway out of Beijing. Potato Chips said in a self-deprecating tone.

"What does it say on the news?"

"Since the world has been arresting wanted criminals, TV and the Internet have been paralyzed, and people are gone, who will maintain these things!"

Potato Chips then said: "As I walked, I received a task to get on an old-fashioned train and go to Lingshi to kill a child bear who caused a disaster. ”

When it comes to the old steam train, the potato chips gush endlessly, and he doesn't know where the train starts from, but after receiving the task, he finds the train track according to the prompts, and it doesn't take long for him to actually see a train coming towards him.

He said, "We're kind of nimble fat people, jump on the train!" Wait until I open the driver's door, and guess what? ”

Yan Zhen asked very cooperatively, "What's the matter?" ”

Potato Chips leaned forward, and his already small eyes were even narrower than he could see, and he deliberately said in a hoarse voice: "Driving inside...... It's a stone man! ”