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Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up, he was awakened by hunger, the tragic battle with the evolved cat yesterday exhausted all his physical strength and energy, he couldn't remember everything that happened after returning home, the feeling of burning in his stomach stimulated his taste buds, and he only thought about one word "eat" in his head.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to the living room, grabbed the backpack, opened the zipper, and fell directly to the ground, all kinds of food, cigarettes, mineral water, scattered on the floor, he knelt on the ground, picked up a piece of chocolate, tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it without chewing it, swallowed it in his stomach, and various food packaging bags kept falling on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang was controlled by hunger, and he only knew that he tore off the package and swallowed it in his mouth.

The floor was littered with all kinds of broken packaging bags and empty metal cans. The food is slowly reduced until it disappears completely. The feeling of hunger became stronger and stronger, he ran into the kitchen, called the bag of rice, took out the raw rice and fed it to his mouth, crunched and chewed, the dry broken rice scraped his throat and was swallowed, he rolled his eyes when he choked, he didn't even have time to drink a sip of water, and continued to feed it in his mouth. There were still four or five kilograms of rice left in the pocket, and he was not satisfied.

The raw egg was cracked, the egg white, the yolk and the eggshell were chewed and swallowed in his mouth, and the Chinese cabbage, whether it was a leaf or a vegetable stem, was torn open and swallowed by him, and he was like a locust mad with hunger, frantically eating everything he could see.

When he couldn't find any more food, he slowly came back to his senses and looked like a devil entering the village and sweeping the kitchen after the three-light policy.

"This is what I did?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned, everything that happened to him just now was like a dream, but he didn't remember anything after waking up. The food that was enough to eat for half a month was swept away by him, and he didn't remember what it tasted or what texture it was. With so much food, my stomach hasn't gotten bigger at all, and I don't feel full!

"My digestive function has changed?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was puzzled.

If he can't figure it out, he doesn't bother to think about it anymore, which is also his biggest advantage, and he never gets into the horns. A slight itch came from his right shoulder to remind Zhang Xiaoqiang that he was seriously injured yesterday. The pieces of clothing and blood were tangled together, and they were dryly attached to the body, and they carefully took off their clothes, soaked the rags attached to the wound with water, and then slowly peeled them off.

"Won't it?" There were too many things that surprised Zhang Xiaoqiang today, and he clearly remembered that the wound on his right shoulder yesterday was half an inch deep and five or six centimeters long. Now the wounds are tightly bitten together and dark brown scars are formed, and it seems that as long as it is gently removed, the black-brown blood will naturally fall, and no trace of injury can be found.

"Superman?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was amazed by his healing ability, could it be that after being infected by rain, he could enhance his self-healing speed dozens of times.

"Isn't that the legendary, "The Bloody Fool of Youth Doesn't Die"?" He thought, "At least don't you have to be afraid of getting hurt anymore?" "It's kind of a howl at the thought of eating so much food.

"Don't get hurt casually, otherwise you'll have to hold the zombies and gnaw them", Zhang Xiaoqiang shuddered when he thought of this. He no longer bothered with the wound, and began to inspect the iron gun that was burned out yesterday, the galvanized water pipe was a little deformed but still functionable, and found some pieces of wood to connect the nozzle to the head of the gun and plug it with a large iron nail, and tried the feel, "It's okay."

The weird "Cat Stone" put together with the mp9 sniper crossbow attracted Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention, and when he got it in his hand, it was full of dirt, scrubbed with water, some like reddened quartz stones, the color was mottled and obscure, and the surface was uneven and knocked Nana. I can feel a little warm in my hand, and the longer I hold it, the higher the temperature, "I can use it as a hot water bottle" Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang casually put it into his pocket.

There is no food left at home, so I have to go and find it.

"There is no water and electricity, there is no food, the food in the commissary downstairs is starting to spoil, and the family can't stay at home, so I have to escape!" Zhang Xiaoqiang made up his mind.

If it is possible, Zhang Xiaoqiang would rather stay at home, in this day when there is no communication, no media, and even no one to communicate, he has no way to do anything. There are too many dangers out there, countless zombies, dangerous and cunning mutant animals, and an unpredictable future.

took the iron gun and opened the iron door to go out to find food, walked out of the hallway, and saw the mutant cat corpse surrounded by more than a dozen zombies biting the corpse, and the strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of corpses came to my nose. Two S-type zombies and 6 D-type zombies are here, Zhang Xiaoqiang's appearance has attracted the attention of the zombies, and the two S-type zombies have already pounced on him.

didn't have time to think about it, ran away in the opposite direction of the zombies, the two S-type zombies followed closely behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, he ran a half-arc and looked back, the S-type zombies were closer to him, the six D-type zombies followed far behind, and the ordinary zombies did not react.

"S-shaped zombies run faster than me," Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little anxious.

The S-type zombie was only three or five steps away from him, and he was about to be caught up. He fixed his right foot, took a small half step back with his left foot, turned and stabbed.

"Kill" Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, the head of the gun pierced from the zombie's forehead, and he quickly twisted the body of the gun and pulled it out.

Another S-shaped zombie was already in front of him, his claws grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, his right foot then moved back half a step, the side of his body let the zombie pass, a shriveled and thin arm with the smell of corpses slashed next to his nose, and then he took the iron gun with both hands to draw a circle in the air, and slapped it on the back of the zombie. After beating the zombie forward, he fell to the ground, and Zhang Xiaoqiang took a few steps to nail it to death with an iron gun.

Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief, the six D-type zombies were coming towards him at the speed of a normal human stride. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to be careless, and circled around the six D-type zombies, trying to lure them out and break them apart. It's a pity that the zombies just instinctively pounced on him, marching in unison so that he couldn't find a chance.

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the corpse of the mutant cat, the corpse was incomplete, and a few ordinary zombies were still chewing there, "There is a way" Zhang Xiaoqiang led the six D-type zombies to the corpse.

As expected, D-type zombies and ordinary zombies collided together, causing a burst of chaos, and Zhang Xiaoqiang took advantage of the rare opportunity to rush behind a D-type zombie and stab it with a shot. He retracted his gun. The D-type zombie pressed an ordinary zombie to the ground, and the rest of the D-type zombies bypassed the mutant cat corpse and continued to surround him, too late to kill the second one, Zhang Xiaoqiang took the remaining D-type zombies in a circle, five, four, three, two, when the last zombie was solved by him, Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped with an iron gun.

There were still seven ordinary zombies left, one of them was still crushed under the dead D-type zombie, and the fierce fight just now did not attract their attention at all, except for flesh and blood, they didn't care about anything. Even Zhang Xiaoqiang was standing behind them, and they didn't notice it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang assassinated them one by one.

Looking at it, there were fifteen zombies lying on the platform, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel a sense of accomplishment.

"The high-level zombies on the street have all been drawn here by the smell of blood." Zhang Xiaoqiang definitely came to a conclusion.

After resting, I was about to go downstairs to find food, and when I walked to the staircase, I saw hundreds of zombies dangling downstairs.