After eating, Zeng Qiang lit another cigarette and stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at the dense zombies outside the wall, his scalp tingled.

Looking up at the dim and gloomy sky again, the obscure clouds had a hint of gloomy aura, and it felt like something was suppressed in my heart, and even my breath seemed to be heavy.

As far as the eye can see, the ruined streets are littered with traces of accident vehicles and burns from flames, and a few pools of dried blood and some broken limbs are so eye-catching.

At this time, how he wished that a group of people's soldiers would appear at the end of his eyes and send back these demons from hell so that he could return to his old life.

Now think about the previous days, although they were bitter and tiring, at least they were people's lives, and they didn't have to worry about one day becoming fertilizer for this group of zombies.

"Wangwang." A dog bark pulls Zeng Qiang back from fantasy to reality.

It's come to this, and the next days have to be lived well, all in order to survive.

Zeng Qiang's physique is still good due to long-term food delivery, but if he wants to live well in this hateful last days, he still set a plan for himself, a plan to improve his physical fitness.

Running, push-ups, leg raises, sit-ups, weightlifting, standing for long periods of time, etc., he tried his best to improve his physical fitness every way he could think of, even if it was just a little bit higher, it would improve the possibility of survival a little bit.

“98、99......”

"Whew~" Zeng Qiang spit out the last breath of turbidity in his chest, after 100 push-ups, he didn't want to move when he lay on the ground, he was so tired, he really didn't want to move, but when he thought of the zombies eating people outside, a stubbornness arose, and he started again with both hands on the ground.

One exercise after another consumes a lot of Zeng Qiang's physical strength, but fortunately, there is plenty of food, which is also the motivation for Zeng Qiang to insist on exercising.

"Wangwang." The big yellow dog lay on the side and occasionally raised its head and barked twice, always sneering at Zeng Qiang's actions.

"Silly dog, you dare to laugh at me?"

Zeng Qiang found that the only difference after his end of life was that he could understand what the big yellow dog wanted to express, and he also wondered if this ability could be applied to other animals?

But when he found a mouse in the kitchen, he realized that this idea was wrong, and he didn't understand it when he saw the escaped little mouse squeaking and screaming.

After a day of exercise, Zeng Qiang was hungry and tired, sitting on the sofa at the landlord's aunt's house with the newly made food, eating with one hand, pressing the TV remote control in his hand with the other, and the TV was just a snowflake.

"Fuck off!" Zeng Qiang, who was in a bad mood, threw the remote control casually and smashed it on the head of the big yellow dog who was lying on the ground eating.

"Woohoo." The big yellow dog raised his head and barked twice in dissatisfaction, and when he saw that Zeng Qiang ignored it, he continued to bury his head in 'hard work'.

Zeng Qiang was very upset in his heart, he had heard that he would be locked up if he made a mistake in the army, and he felt that his current life was not much different from confinement.

There was no TV, no internet, no sound outside but the roars of zombies, not even a person to talk to, and of course, he had a dog.

......

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

The expected rescue did not come, Zeng Qiang had one more thing to do in addition to exercising and cooking every day - observing the situation of the zombies.

A lot of zombies scattered outside the iron gate, but the remaining number was not something that Zeng Qiang could handle, and through the observation during this time, he also summed up some habits of zombies.

First of all, these zombies are invisible, they are completely dependent on biological instinct.

Their noses and ears are very smart, and the slightest smell of blood and noise can be detected from a few meters away.

Although they are not fast, they are quite numerous, and they also seem to have left behind the habits of people, preferring to gather in groups of three or five.

In addition to being interested in living people, some animals such as cats and dogs are also in their predation range, and they will not touch dead corpses.

What's more important is that as long as they are bitten or scratched, it will take about half an hour or so The person will become a zombie, but it is worth mentioning that the animals died directly after being killed, which also made Zeng Qiang breathe a sigh of relief, if the animals also become zombies, then he really has no way to live.

After summing up a lot of experience, Zeng Qiang is more confident in his life, and his physical strength is a little stronger than before, but then there is a serious problem to face - the food is almost out of food.

Maybe it's because he's consumed a lot, or because of the infection, his appetite is several times greater than before, and he had to eat these foods for at least a month before the end of the day, and now it's only a week.

Zeng Qiang then lit a cigarette, and the big yellow dog curled up at his feet, he was very speechless about this dead dog every day except eating and sleeping, could it be that this is the rhythm of evolving into a pig?

Stay and wait for death, there is a glimmer of life when you go out, it is a choice that everyone will choose, Zeng Qiang scratched his scalp in pain.

Looking at the zombies outside the iron gate, he probably counted at least 20 of them, which was already less than a few days ago, but it was not something that Zeng Qiang, who had just exercised for a few days, could deal with.

The food is running out, and the electricity and gas have been cut off a few days ago, but there are too many zombies outside, and he has no good way for the time being.

He piled up all the things he could find as 'weapons' in the yard, and suddenly he felt like he couldn't laugh or cry.

A shovel, a lid. Six kitchen knives, five mops.

He can't take a mop to fight with zombies, and after a week, these zombies haven't changed much even if they haven't eaten, except for the thinning hair and shriveled skin, there seems to be no other change, unless it hits the head, otherwise there is really no good way.

"Burn with fire?"

Zeng Qiang shook his head when he thought of this, there is no gasoline, but there is a little cooking oil, which doesn't seem to be of much use.

"Flooding?"

Zeng Qiang shook his head again, the well in the yard was sufficient, but how much water had to be drawn to drown dozens of zombies.

"Bury with earth?"

"With *?"

"Electric shock?"

One idea after another was denied, and Zeng Qiang felt that his brain was not enough.

"Hey~ dead dog, what can you do?" Zeng Qiang looked at the big yellow dog lying on the ground basking in the sun, and at the same time he was a little envious of the dog.

It's better to be a dog, carefree.

"Woohoo." The big yellow dog replied.

"You mean...... I understand. ”

Zeng Qiang was overjoyed in his heart, and after being reminded by the big yellow dog, he instantly thought of a way, as long as he used it properly, it was still possible to escape.

"Wangwang." The big yellow dog glanced at Zeng Qiang with slanted eyes and continued to sleep.

Damn, I was despised by this dog again.