No longer erupts in silence, just perishes in silence, Lu Ziming has no choice, this is the city he has lived in for two years, everything is shattered, what can be more painful than this?

Since elementary school, Lu Ziming has to get up every day before dawn, walk more than ten miles of mountain roads, and rush to the township to go to school, rain or shine for more than ten years, because Lu Ziming believes that knowledge can change the future and change backward mountain villages. His dream was about to succeed, and being admitted to the county key high school was just the first step in life, but this qiē was ruined in an instant.

"Damn zombies!"

"I'm going to kill you all!"

Lu Ziming was angry, but he didn't lose his calm and sanity, he wouldn't fight with zombies with his bare hands, don't say that he couldn't kill zombies, even if he couldn't run.

"To survive, there is only hope if you live. ”

Lu Ziming carefully observed the zombies' every move, and regarded the zombies as his daily homework, why do zombies chase and kill survivors, zombies' eyes have deteriorated, they can't see the surrounding scenery, why can they detect the whereabouts of survivors, why do they like to eat people, how can they avoid the pursuit of zombies, how can they kill zombies.

Human beings belong to the category of living things, as long as they are living things, they have weaknesses, speed, strength, response to external stimuli, etc., which are all introduced in textbooks, but now the real object has been replaced by zombies.

Knowledge can really change fate, Lu Ziming has never doubted the power of knowledge, at least now Lu Ziming can use knowledge to understand the behavior of zombies and protect his own life.

・・・・・・ the sound of smashing glass attracted the attention of several zombies nearby, Lu Ziming quickly moved closer to the safe passage with a fire axe, the zombies had a very good sense of direction, and it would be a lot of trouble if they didn't leave, Lu Ziming didn't want to provoke these zombies now.

Lu Ziming deliberately found himself a pair of sneakers with cow tendon soles, so that he would not make a sound when he walked, and with the mask he wore on his mouth, it was difficult to be found even if he appeared within five meters of the zombie.

Zombies generally don't stay in the corners of the walls and staircase aisles, this is because zombies need a certain amount of space to move, and zombies can't judge the height and fall, so most of Lu Ziming's sneaking routes choose horns, there are few zombies here, even if there are one or two caught fish, it is easy to deal with.

Suguo supermarket is divided into two floors underground, the first basement is the parking lot and warehouse, the first floor is the rental counter, selling some clothing, gold and silver jewelry and household appliances, and the second floor is a large supermarket.

The second floor above ground is the place with the most zombies, and there are usually few people on the underground floor, and after the outbreak of the virus, there should be the least number of zombies here.

Lu Ziming clearly remembered the entrance of the supermarket warehouse, where his cousin worked as a porter back then, and boasted to himself that the contents of the warehouse were enough for everyone in the mountain village to eat for ten years. I don't know if I can eat it for ten years, but now I am very hungry, and I am satisfied if I can fill my stomach.

The door of the warehouse is open, and there is not a single zombie at the door, "unreasonable, there is a problem, there must be a problem inside", the warehouse door is open, which means that when the virus broke out, the warehouse was moving goods, and the truck parked at the door proved Lu Ziming's idea.

"Zombies won't go home to rest", Lu Ziming found that zombies don't need to rest, even at night zombies don't have the habit of lying down to sleep, the only explanation is: zombies can sleep or rest standing up, zombies are not workers who will strike, zombies are very persistent, like to wander within a fixed range, will not slack off, and will not complain because they don't get overtime pay for overtime.

There was no one in the van at the door, and there were no zombies, only a few blackened pools of blood that stretched all the way to the warehouse.

Lu Ziming needs food, but now the first thing he needs is a backpack and a vehicle, "Damn hooligan, this morning snatched all his food, smashed his bicycle, and took the backpack away", there are many abandoned electric cars on the street, but electric cars are useless to Lu Ziming, there has long been no power supply in the city, and electric cars without electricity are a pile of scrap metal. Lightweight bikes are different, as long as you still have the strength, you can escape the slow-moving zombies.

As for those abandoned cars on the streets, he never thought about it, because Lu Ziming couldn't drive, and the nasty alarm on the car would attract a large group of zombies, and Lu Ziming didn't dare to take the risk.

The supermarket warehouse is not as dark as imagined, although it has lost its electric lighting, but because the warehouse is set up underground, the floor and walls of the warehouse are pasted with a large number of fluorescent traffic signs, you can clearly see the situation within one meter of the surroundings, and even the labels on the shelves are made of fluorescent signs.

"Squeak...... Squeak ......", there was the sound of tooth-sore shopping carts rubbing against the floor in the warehouse.

"Damn, someone!"

If you can think of the underground warehouse of a supermarket, why can't others?

The three major elements of eschatological survival: food, medicine, and safety, usually survivors will put food first, and nothing without food. Lu Ziming's first priority is safety, without safety, it is useless to ask for food and medicine.

In Lu Ziming's view, the "squeak" sound of the shopping cart is simply inviting zombies, "I'm here, come and eat me".

"This is definitely not a place to stay for a long time, leave after taking your things", well, if you want to find death, don't blame being found by zombies.

Lu Ziming's eyes quickly swept over the signs hanging on the warehouse passage, "Sporting goods shelves, this is it...... , mountaineering bags, mountain bikes, tents, balls, sports equipment ......", weak water 3,000, only take a scoop of drink, the right thing for yourself is the best thing, there are a lot of good things on the shelves, but Lu Ziming can't take it away, only take the mountaineering bag and mountain bike he needs most, and he didn't even take a look at the outdoor tent, and now even if he stands naked on the road, no one accuses him of being immoral.

"Food, or food", Lu Ziming's way of choosing food is very simple, that is, to find food with a long shelf life, easy to store, easy to carry, high nutrition, and high energy.

Compressed biscuits, because they are sterilized by high temperature and high pressure during puffing, are suitable for long-term storage and transportation. Packaging in plastic bags is hygienic and convenient, and it is very suitable for military and apocalyptic consumption, but it does not taste very good, and it is Lu Ziming's preferred food reserve.

Canned food, chocolate, etc. are all food objects that Lu Ziming collects, not seeking taste, just wanting to be able to eat a full stomach, God knows if there will be a chance to come here again to find food in the future.

There was a squeaking sound of a shopping cart behind him, Lu Ziming grabbed the fire axe and looked back behind him.

Behind him stood a man and a woman, the man was about twenty years old, wearing a white vest and carrying a machete in his hand. The woman was a little younger, combed a long ponytail, and wore a silk shirt with dark flowers, looking at Lu Ziming curiously.

The man saw the fire axe in Lu Ziming's hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times: "Who are you and why are you here?"

"Damn, you treat yourself as a policeman!" If the other party was a few men, Lu Ziming would probably turn around and run away without the slightest hesitation. But now the other party seems to be a couple, and the force value should not be high, so he will question himself, "Passerby, take something and leave", the supermarket warehouse is so big, you won't want to occupy it, Lu Ziming obviously has no interest in talking to the man.

The man didn't seem to hear Lu Ziming's answer: "Are you alone? Do you want to stay here, or do you want to leave?"

When the man spoke, Lu Ziming's hand did not stop, but continued to fill the mountaineering bag with food: "I will leave", police, check the household registration, Lu Ziming disgusted the man's tone from the heart.

At this time, the woman next to the man said: "It's not safe outside, you better stay with us, we have a safe place to live, and it is safe for many people."

It's not safe to be with you, pushing a shopping cart around the warehouse, for fear that the zombies don't know, and follow you to find death.

When Lu Ziming was eight years old, he went into the mountains to hunt, he knew how to track the prey, knew that there was danger, knew what not to eat, and would not pant when he climbed a few mountains.

"Qiu Jing, we don't know this person at all, why should we take him away", before Lu Ziming could speak, the man next to the woman spoke first, as if he was afraid that Lu Ziming would agree.

The woman suddenly looked at the man and retorted: "He is still a child, we can't see death without help, now it's so chaotic outside, you can't bear to watch him die."

"Stop, stop, stop......", Lu Ziming didn't understand the situation a little, he didn't seem to have agreed, and the two of them began to quarrel, did his character explode, "I don't seem to have agreed to anything, and I don't need your protection, you better protect yourself first", probably because the woman helped him speak, Lu Ziming had a good impression of the woman and said: "You two made such a big move, zombies have a strong ability to distinguish voices, I advise you to get out of here quickly."

"You ......", the man looked at Lu Ziming angrily, and just wanted to say something, he heard the friction sound of the shelves "squeaking" from behind.

"Zombies, Qiu Jing hurry up and ......", three zombies suddenly appeared behind the man, and one of the zombies pounced on the woman, just blocked by the shopping cart in front of the woman.

The man waved the machete in his hand, "poof......", and slashed at the zombie's shoulder.

The zombie was not aware at all, let alone painful, and the knife slashed on the shoulder, which did not affect the zombie's behavior in the slightest, and bit the man's body when he opened his mouth.

The man waved the machete in his hand in a panic, and kept stabbing at the zombies, the man had no experience in dealing with zombies at all, Lu Ziming even suspected that the man might not have killed chickens in the civilized era, and there was only instinctive fear and resistance in the face of zombies.