Zeng Qiang's rental house is an old-fashioned house in an urban village, a typical red brick house in the 80s, a two-story small building, four rooms on the first and second floors, plus a communal toilet and kitchen.

Except for the one where the landlord and aunt live, the other three rooms are closed, and most of them have mutated from the sound coming from inside.

However, Zeng Qiang knows that after every door, it means that there is food, not to mention anything else, there is always more or less rice and vegetables.

Since he decided to live well, it must be unwise to deal with zombies with his bare hands, so he found a shovel from the utility room, which is the kind used to shovel sand on the construction site, and after thinking about it, he took the lid of the kitchen pot in his hand.

Zeng Qiang overcame the fear in his heart, and he carefully recalled some of the situations of the zombies in the movie.

As if the head of a zombie is deadly?

Coming to a rental house on the first floor, Zeng Qiang hesitated again, the person who lived in this room he knew, a single girl who worked as a waitress in a restaurant, everyone called her Xiao Chu.

Xiao Chu's family is rural, her father is disabled, her mother is a farmer at home, and she also has a younger brother who is in junior high school, and she has been working since she was 16 years old in order to provide for her younger brother's schooling.

In short, she left a good impression on Zeng Qiang, and she belonged to a very simple kind of rural person.

"Bang Bang."

Zeng Qiang knocked on the door, and he still had a hint of anticipation.

"Hiss." In response to him, there was a roar, thinking of Xiao Chu's appearance as a zombie, Zeng Qiang's heart ached.

Although the two don't have a deep relationship, it's really sad to see a living person become like this.

Zeng Qiang suppressed the impulse in his heart, took a deep breath, and then kicked open the wooden door with a strong kick, and saw a figure quickly fall backwards.

Dead gray complexion, gray eyes, stiff action.

Looking at Xiao Chu's appearance, Zeng Qiang's last glimmer of hope was shattered.

"Xiao Chu...... How are you? ”

"Hiss." It was Xiao Chu's roar that answered him.

"Xiao Chu...... I'm sorry. ”

Zeng Qiang let out a dull roar, put the lid of the pot in front of him, and when Xiao Chu just got up and stood unsteadily, he slapped her on the head with a shovel and knocked her to the ground.

"Ah!!h Zeng Qiang couldn't control the grief and anger in his heart anymore, and kept slapping Xiao Chu's head with a shovel until it turned into a puddle of mud.

"Vomit~" The food that I ate before I vomited it out again.

"I'm sorry."

After vomiting, Zeng Qiang felt much better, and he also got used to the smell of blood in the air.

Although he was sad, Zeng Qiang still adjusted his mentality and checked Xiao Chu's room.

The furnishings in the room were just as simple, a bed, a small table, a small bench, the sheets were pink, the bed had folded clothes, an empty rice cooker on the table, and a pair of cute Pikachu slippers on the small bench.

The four walls of the room are plastered with posters of cartoon characters, and there is a faint smell of perfume mixed with the smell of blood throughout the room.

Sure enough, it was a girl's room.

Zeng Qiang was lucky to find a few catties of rice, a bag of bread, and a few apples and pears in the room.

He was very hungry now, and he couldn't care about the disgusting scene in the room, so he picked up the bread and was about to eat it, when he saw the big yellow dog running in.

"Wangwang." The big yellow dog wagged his tail, stuck out his tongue, and looked cute and flattering.

"You want to eat?" Zeng Qiang wondered why he was always able to understand what the big yellow dog wanted to express.

"Wangwang." The big yellow dog responded cheerfully, and waged its tail even more cheerfully.

"Do dogs want bread? Oh~ I see, you wait for me to finish eating and pull it out before you eat it. Zeng Qiang thought that dogs should eat.

"Woohoo woop." The big yellow dog seemed to be able to understand Zeng Qiang's words, and suddenly became grinning, his two front paws were also exposed, and his tail immediately stood up.

Frightened, Zeng Qiang stepped back, "Good dog spare life." ”

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As concocted, Zeng Qiang made a noise in front of the door, attracted the zombies to the door, and then kicked open the door and kicked the zombies down by the way, and cleaned up the zombies upstairs and downstairs in less than half a day.

"Now, you dead dog, you run far away when you do your best, and you run over when you have food." Zeng Qiang was lying on the bed in his rental house, holding a carton of milk in his hand and drinking it, and by the way, he threw two slices of bread to the big yellow dog.

The big yellow dog lay on the floor next to the bed, with a bowl in front of him, and milk was poured into the bowl, and from time to time he licked it with his tongue and ate two mouthfuls of bread.

"This dead dog doesn't eat, doesn't it mean that the dog can't change eating?"

The harvest is not small, about 100 catties of rice, potatoes, corn, tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants and other vegetables add up to 20 catties, fresh meat and pickled bacon add up to more than 30 catties, as well as two cartons of milk, half a bag of bread, apples, pears, oranges and other fruits 10 catties, and edible oil 30 catties, the rest is some condiments.

Looking at the room full of food, Zeng Qiang had hope for survival for the first time.

The next day.

"Bang!" A thud came from the large iron door outside.

Since yesterday, the zombies outside the iron gate are like sharks smelling fishy, gathering more and more, and the greed and desire for the living make them stay outside the door like loyal dogs, but fortunately, the iron gate is very strong, they can't get in, and Zeng Qiang can't get out.

On the balcony on the second floor, Zeng Qiang looked at this group of zombies, smelling the smell of corpses wafting in the air, and he knew that the normal life before was gone.

Since God had given him this opportunity, he had to live well, and when he looked back at the room full of food, a sense of satisfaction suddenly filled his heart.

Walking into the former communal kitchen, Zeng Qiang washed the vegetables and fresh meat that were not easy to preserve and threw them in the pot, put ginger and garlic, star anise, fennel, add some cooking wine and dark soy sauce, slowly simmered on low heat, and then used the rice cooker to stuff a pot of dry rice.

After finishing all this, Zeng Qiang took out a white shark cigarette found in a tenant's room and lit it, and took a beautiful puff.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" The spicy smell of tobacco irritated Zeng Qiang's throat, and he didn't smoke much now, feeling dizzy now.

Holding back the discomfort, he took another deep breath and exhaled a puff of white smoke, which he needed now to distract himself.

Now there is no shortage of food, there is a well in the drinking yard, and as for the well water, he is not afraid of problems, because yesterday he had let the big yellow dog drink a lot first, and he is still alive and kicking, obviously there will be no problems.

"Woohoo." The smell of food attracted the snooking big yellow dog, wagging his tail and staring at the pot of stewed vegetables with a pair of dog eyes.

"You're a dog with a quick nose." Although Zeng Qiang was speechless about the big yellow dog, who called it the only partner who accompanies him now?

"Okay, okay, you don't have to keep guarding, from now on, we will depend on each other, with me to eat a bite of meat, your bones are absolutely indispensable."

"Wangwang." The big yellow dog fell to the ground with its front paws, wagging its tail and rolling on the ground with joy.