If there is no virus storm and a few more years of ups and downs in society, Lu Tao should have enough ways to deal with this woman.

Now, although he is fearless in the face of zombies and has enough momentum and physical strength, he can only cower from a woman who doesn't know what "cheek" is.

"Don't stand in the way, let me in!"

"Hey! I said, what are you standing there in a daze? ”

"You, you big man, why do you turn your face so quickly and don't recognize people? Why, when it's over, you want to pretend you don't know? Believe it or not, old lady, I'll carry the microphone upstairs and downstairs and shout again, so that everyone knows what you did? ”

This is obviously not the first time Li Jie has encountered this situation.

She was well aware of the weakness of young men like Lu Tao. So, she began to pretend to be crazy and stupid, shouting and screaming, "tuk-tuk" stomping on the ground with her high heels, and slamming the door like a shrew scolding the street. A loud commotion disturbed the others up and down the floor. Many people came out and stood at the top of the stairs very curiously and watched her splash, and the eyes that were focused on Lu Tao were doubtful, contemptuous, ridiculed, and ridiculed

Lu Tao's eyes trembled slightly, he felt the corners of his mouth twitching, and his body was shaking back and forth uncontrollably.

He wanted to scold and beat him unscrupulously, but he didn't know what to do, he couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't stretch out his hand.

"Just a little man like you, do you want to admit it when you go to the old lady? Where in the world is there such a good thing? ”

Li Jie became even crazier. She constantly swayed her hips, unafraid of her exposed breasts, and attracted more followers with exaggerated movements and biting and stimulating language. A few people standing at the top of the stairs also laughed "hehe". They whispered, but no one came up to dissuade them, and they all watched the excitement.

Suddenly, Lu Tao only felt a surge of blood rush up to the top of his head.

He rushed into the house in a few steps, took out the pot hidden on the balcony, and turned the head of the shrew, who was still standing in the doorway, foaming at the mouth and screaming. In an instant, the hot rice porridge spilled all over the woman's body, and the extremely thin gauze pajamas stuck to the body like skin. Her hair was stained with rice grains and vegetable leaves, and her face was washed out of sticky wet marks. The hot porridge that had not yet dissipated its temperature fell to her head, and the woman howled wildly, screaming hoarsely like a fish that had just fallen into a frying pan, and stomping her feet back and forth on the ground.

"Aren't you going to eat? Here you go! All for you————"

Lu Tao roared and smashed the empty porridge pot out of the door. He gasped violently, his normally pale face swelling up with an unusually bright red. Emotions of agitation and rage dominate his brain, forcing him to solve problems in the most violent way.

"Jingle Bell ————"

The porridge pot rolled down the stairs, emitting a crisp, piercing metal impact.

Lu Tao suddenly felt unprecedentedly happy. He wondered———— why was he so afraid of this woman before?

She can't beat herself, there are zombies everywhere outside, she has to die if she gets out, she can only live like a dog clinging to others, but she still has to stage such a scene in front of herself, even if she stays outside and keeps knocking on the door, what loss does it have to me? In the real world where you can't even take care of life and death, what face do you need?

Many questions that had never been thought of before had answers in Lu Tao's mind at the moment. His eyes were getting redder, and his gaze at the woman was becoming more and more tyrannical. He really wanted to rush out of the gang and beat the other party violently, but after all, he couldn't break through the bottom line of his thinking and consciousness, so he could only spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with great resentment, and slammed the door shut.

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Li Jie was still screaming.

All kinds of sarcastic words pierced her like knives, making her really feel the fear and shame brought by her whole body. Thin pajamas and thongs are no longer the best props to attract a man's eyes, but a rope that binds the word "lewdness" to the surface of the body. The high heels were broken, the black silk stockings were torn, and the shoulders and face were burned with blood-red blisters. The wet hair smells of rice, but you can't eat it in your mouth. The neck and arms are greasy and sticky, well! It was like the smell of lard.

The woman no longer dared to shout as usual, she covered her chest and face, panicked through the crowd, and rushed to her room as fast as she could. Anger and shame quickly coalesced into an incredibly intense sense of revenge, and she trembled, scathing and scathing as she left the last sentence.

"Little bastard surnamed Lu, you, you wait for my mother!"

It's like the gray wolf who was ravaged and fled in the wilderness in the cartoon

Before the first rain of autumn, the main building of the field camp was finally completed.

From the perspective of Dong Guoping's professional engineer, these projects are actually not large. These include four six-storey triangular residential buildings, an irregular fence with a total length of about two kilometers, and four security towers more than 60 meters high.

These buildings consume three to five times more rebar than comparable works, and the high-grade cement makes the concrete frighteningly strong. In addition, Dong Guoping, who has a foundation tens of meters deep, believes that even if a 105-millimeter grenade is directly smashed over, it will not be possible to shake the heavy wall, and at most it will only blow up the cement cladding on the surface and produce some insignificant slag.

In order to test whether the existing wall really has a blocking effect, Dong Guoping and his workers grabbed a few zombies and threw them under the wall last week. The rancid creatures looked hungry, their eyes wide and their arms outstretched, desperately scratching at the people standing at the top of the walls. From a distance of tens of meters, watching the zombies roaring and screaming like madmen below from a distance does have the feeling of watching tigers through cages in a zoo.

The walls are smooth, and the zombies try their best to climb towards them. They open their mouths to gnaw hard cement with their teeth, and raise their claws to scratch at the wall with their fingertips. The gray walls soon became reddish-red smears, as well as clearly visible paw prints and tooth marks. These cannibals had no intelligence, nor did they think of carrying rocks to raise them, or using objects like wood as ladders. They just stand under the base of the wall and look up and stretch out their hands, as if in doing so they will pull the person on top of the wall down, and then gnaw off their heads and eat meat.

On that day, the workers were delighted.

They used various methods to tease these zombies———— some of them threw small stones at the zombies' open mouths; Some threw the rope under the wall for the zombies to catch, and then several people played tug-of-war together; Others pointed at the zombies, and scolded them with the most vicious and dirty words, and Chen Erzhu also took off his pants and sprinkled urine below. The zombies were drenched all over their bodies, and they were getting smellier and smellier.

Speaking from his heart, Dong Guoping didn't quite believe what Su Hao said about "zombies can give birth".

He respects this young man who rescued him from a desperate situation, and is willing to lead the people to continue the construction according to the other party's orders.

He just thought it was ridiculous.

So, I deliberately caught a few zombies and came back to study

The underground tanks at gas station No. 1 are full. In the originally empty yard, three heavy tanker trucks were parked that were also full of fuel. These cars are mainly placed here for the unexpected, or for the camp to urgently need fuel.

Su Hao is cautious, he will always reserve a way back in advance, and he can have more choices when he encounters a crisis.

Dong Guoping glanced at the closed wall in the distance, explained a few words to the worker next to him who was in charge of pouring concrete, turned around, and walked towards a newly built small room behind the office of the gas station.

It was a cell. It's very small, only about 20 square meters.

He pushed the door open, walked in, and closed it. Sunlight shone in from the window more than three meters above the ground, illuminating the gloomy room, and also allowing Dong Guoping to see clearly the two zombies tied to the cement pillar in the corner of the wall by iron chains.

This is the loot that he and the workers captured near the gas station yesterday afternoon.

At that time, there were five zombies, three of which were killed on the spot after receiving rotting bacteria hormones and silver bones, and the remaining two were left by Dong Guoping and put in prison.

The zombies were tied up tightly. They bind their hands behind their backs, and their thighs, chest, and abdomen are secured with wire or wire. Workers even tied sailor's knots behind their necks with ropes. This knot is difficult to untie and gets tighter the more you pull it. Zombies don't need oxygen like humans, and naturally they don't suffocate to death.

Dong Guoping stared at the two zombies in front of him.

They are a man and a woman. Judging by the remnants of clothing, the male was about forty or fifty years old, his head was bare, and his trouser legs were scratched by bushes and rocks. Women wear suspenders and pleated skirts and should be a little younger. It's just that a crack was torn on the side of the skirt, revealing cotton panties that had been soaked in rot and had turned gray-black. Their virus-infested faces are mottled and horrified as if they had been dissolved with sulfuric acid. Seeing Dong Guoping coming in, the two zombies immediately became excited. They desperately straighten their heads forward, twist their bodies to break free, and open their mouths wide open, making a "ho-ho" sound with intense hunger**.

The expression on Dong Guoping's face was very light, and he walked to the wooden table against the wall, opened the drawer, and took out a sharp knife. Then, approaching the zombie who made a terrifying sound, but was actually unable to move an inch, stared intently at the male zombie on the left.

"Were you really ever human?"

He shook his head sadly, and used the tip of his knife to pick open the zombie's clothes, tearing them off the sides of his shoulders, revealing the brown skin that clung to his ribs.

The knife in Dong Guoping's hand continued to fall down, cutting the zombie's belt and pants When the tattered trousers lost their restraint and fell loose from the zombie's thin waist, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face involuntarily began to distort, "Hey, hey, hey" laughed in a low voice.

It should be because I haven't eaten for a long time, and the fat in the corpse is very consumed.

It is thin, from the chest down, with the ribs and pelvis rising high from under the muscles and skin, like a skeletal specimen covered with skin. The columnar genitalia, a symbol of masculinity, hang limply under the crotch and shrink into a black mass the size of a walnut. If he didn't have the most intuitive understanding of his body, Dong Guoping probably wouldn't have associated the word "genitals" with that filthy and smelly mass of rotting flesh.

He put on gloves and a mask, wiped his glasses again, squatted down, and reached a position about twenty centimeters away from the zombie's lower body, looking intently at the mass of things.

Dong Guoping gently flicked it with the tip of the knife, which had a crunchy texture. The decaying genitals quickly detach from underneath the body, leaving a slightly reddish, two- or three-centimeter-long bump. Some are transparent and look a lot like cartilage in animals.

The carrion that fell to the ground immediately attracted two ants that were hovering nearby.

They crawled over and patted their tentacles on the sticky pulp, as if to study whether they could eat something.

Intense nausea suddenly filled Dong Guoping's brain. He resisted the ** who wanted to vomit, and inserted the knife into the zombie's chest, cutting a line straight to the lower body from top to bottom. There was no doctor's caution in this action, but it was more brutal than that of a butcher who slaughtered pigs and sheep. When the flesh of the abdomen opened to both sides, a large mass of black-brown internal organs immediately slipped out of the corpse. The slippery intestines are interspersed with kidneys, and the atrophied and deformed liver is wrapped around the gallbladder. They have long since lost their physiology, and there is very little mucous membrane on the surface, like sausages that have just been prepared, hanging in the vents waiting to dry in the shade. But no matter how you look at it, Dong Guoping can't generate the slightest appetite through them.

The zombies are alive.

The terrible act of disemboweling had no effect on it. The central nervous system eroded by the virus no longer feels pain, and does not produce fear like humans. It was still howling, staring at its reddened eyes, watching Dong Guoping grab the loose flesh of his chest and abdomen, stretch it, fix it to the walls on both sides with nails and hammers, and cut off the heart, alveoli, and stomach pouch from his body one by one

All the internal organs were emptied, and the zombie was left with a shell made of pure skeletal muscle.

It's still alive.

"I can't figure it out, what do these things do to you?"

Dong Guoping picked up a half-rotten intestine with the tip of a knife, frowned, and approached his eyes to take a closer look.

When he was in college, he took a year of "Human Structure" in medical school. Although not as specialized as a surgeon, he is well aware of the distribution of organs and bones within the human body.

Dong Guoping did not understand that these organs are important to human beings and their importance, and the absence of any of them is enough to be fatal.

However, the zombies apparently treat them as discarded objects in their bodies, and they have no effect at all.

The zombie didn't answer, just let out a senseless howl. They can't think, they can't speak.

Dong Guoping felt a little numb in his brain.

He plunged the knife into the zombie's abdomen, shaved off the carrion around the pelvis, cut off the silver bone of about two milligrams from a very familiar position, and rubbed it on his clothes with great regret and put it in his pocket. Then he stood up and turned his gaze to the female zombie next to him.

Same anatomical process, same results.

The uterus has decayed, and the sphincter that makes up the ** has completely turned into a mushy pus. The rotten abdominal organs could not find the fallopian tubes and the corresponding reproductive system, looking at the rotten and dripping stinky meat under his feet, Dong Guoping shook his head again and again very depressedly. He completely lost interest in dissecting the corpse, removed the silver bone from the female zombie, and turned to leave the cell.

The sun was shining outside, and the cool breeze blew away the rancid smell, sobering his gloomy and sleepy mind.

Dong Guoping was skeptical of Su Hao's words.

He couldn't understand———— without a reproductive system, what exactly did zombies rely on to reproduce?

These two zombies were not particularly chosen. Before that, he had dissected several of these monsters.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket, held it with trembling fingers, and held the lighter hard, but the flame could not come out.

Dong Guoping felt an indescribable bitterness in his mouth.

He threw away his unlit cigarette, and a hot liquid gushed out from his tear ducts, which he held firmly in his eyes. The vision suddenly became blurred, and no matter what I looked at, it seemed as if I was separated by a curtain of water. The whole world was shaking, and it was dizzying.

At this moment, he finally understood why the boss was unwilling to leave the construction site at that time?

Although he did not see Zhang Jilin jump from the roof of the building, Dong Guoping knew very well that the boss would only choose to commit suicide.

There is no point in staying in this world———— zombies have eaten my family, destroyed everything I have, and even completely upended the understanding of biology and science.

What do I have left?

With a depression in his mind, Dong Guoping put his hand on the gun on his waist several times, held it tightly, and slowly released it.

He didn't want to die.

At least, not in this way.

Looking at the clear sky, Dong Guoping's face gradually showed a weird smile.

"Even if you can reproduce? Cannibal babies? Or like a sow, a litter of monsters who have been drinking blood since childhood? Lao Tzu kills as many as he wants, and when you see me, I'm afraid, just hide, just fucking get out of the way———— I'm not alone, I have friends. I, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you————"

He shouted like a madman, causing several workers to stand at a distance and watch curiously. They saw Dong Guoping pick up a broken brick from the ground, take a few steps back like a shot put player, and then run, accelerate, and with an excited look on his face, he threw it far away towards the world outside the wall, which was invisible to the naked eye

In September, the weather is getting colder.

Most of the supplies in the bank building were transported to the field camp for storage. All summer, people searched around the city. Dong Guoping's construction team built an underground cold storage in the camp, which was filled with canned food that Su Hao had brought back from the garrison headquarters, as well as cured meat, sausages, and ham obtained from the supermarket earlier, as well as the underground warehouse in the suburbs that had been converted from a shelter, and several hidden air-raid shelters were filled with rice, noodles and other grains. As Su Hao once said to Li Xiaomei: based on the number of existing team members, these foods can last for a long time.

The cabbage and turnips in the field have grown very tall. Lao Song took people and replanted some onions and garlic on the edge of the field. The pumpkin seedlings have climbed up the bamboo rack, and this year it is obviously not edible, and I hope it will grow taller and more next year.

(Today's birthday.) I don't know what Lu Dao is for, I can't feel the happiness of being a child, only the feeling of being a year older. ）