The little green advertisement rustled by the wind, but it couldn't break free of two fingers. Behind the paper, there is an extremely simple map. How easy is it? Have you ever seen a stick figure of a three-year-old? Its artistic effect is indistinguishable and equal.

Even if Zhao Zilong twisted his eyebrows into pimples, he still couldn't find the positioning of the two. This is embarrassing, there is not even a southeast and northwest, with only a few children's graffiti, how can two weak people walk?

"The breadmaker...... Flour is high-gluten flour, right? Cake ...... Flour, is it low-gluten flour? Xu stood and rested for a while, and Shen Yingxue had some strength. It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be seeking confirmation from Zhao Zilong. Shen Yingxue stared at the pastry shop in a daze, and slowly raised her feet.

"Snow!" Zhao Zilong immediately panicked. Unable to care about studying stick figures anymore, he took a few steps and stood face to face with Shen Yingxue.

"I know you're hungry, and so am I. But this shop is too dangerous. You can only see a few tables behind the glass, right? The kitchen, the cash register, and everything else are blocked. Who can guarantee that there are no monsters in it? Let's go any further. This shop is not worth the risk. No matter what kind of cake you have, you can't eat it for a year. Go forward, as long as you go a little further, there will definitely be something to eat. Zhao Zilong's tone was very soft, even helpless.

The emaciated figure was unmoved. Shen Yingxue said slowly but firmly: "No matter what...... High gluten flour, or ...... Low-gluten flour, none of which are ...... Steamed steamed buns...... Flour. ”

"What?" Zhao Zilong was blinded, and he suspected that his beloved had gone insane.

"Sachets of flour...... It is a small package. ...... is added at the time of production Preservatives, high-temperature sterilization...... Moisture-proof and abrasion-proof packaging...... It doesn't expire in 1 to 2 years! Butter doesn't work...... Don't expect. But white sugar ...... Properly preserved...... You can eat it for eight years and ten years. Shen Yingxue said a long time, tired and panting, and had to slow down.

“…… However, it is too dangerous. Although he was relieved that his beloved had remained rational until now, he was not at ease.

"Glass windows...... Is it good, door...... It's also good. We are careful...... As soon as there is movement...... Withdraw...... Good no good? Shen Yingxue's sprout-like head rested lightly on Zhao Zilong's chest, and she muttered weakly.

Shen Yingxue's two arms naturally drooped, and there was a swaying that didn't match the other. Just shook a few times, clicked a few times, and Zhao Zilong's heart softened. Yes, it's all at this time, what else is there to worry about? She just wants to find something to eat, why can't she? Hunger is enough to drive people crazy. But his snow is still wise.

Zhao Zilong supported Shen Yingxue and walked straight towards the glass door. The door was covered in dust, but it was intact. It reminded him of the sweet old days. At that time, he was single, and she was alone. They have a good impression of each other, but they are hazy. If it weren't for the end of the world, maybe the two would have entered the palace of marriage.

With sweet memories of the past and the courage to break the boat, the two snuggled up and walked a few meters and slowly arrived in front of the glass door. Judging by the heavy dust, no one has been here for a long time. Behind the glass was a mess. Tables, chairs, bottles and cans are scattered everywhere, showing the chaos of the past.

Nothing to the eyes. Not to mention monsters, there is not even a target to attract attention. Although the small shop is chaotic, it is chaotic and natural. At a glance, at a glance. The glass door is facing the bells and whistles, and the service desk is full of product promotion; Further to the right are several sets of tables and chairs for guests to eat and drink. The shelves facing the street are filled with mock-up cakes.

This shop not only sells finished products, but also provides a space for guests to relax. A piece of pastry, a hot drink, a couple of lovers. It is believed that this shop was also a romantic nest. Shen Yingxue snuggled in Zhao Zilong's arms, with a happy face: they could find warmth in a cruel and terrifying environment, and God was really generous to them.

So, in her expectant gaze, she saw Zhao Zilong stretch out his hand and push towards the glass door without a handle. She believes in finding good food in small shops. With supplies, she would be able to regain her strength, and perhaps accompany him on another journey.

The thin but steady arm touched the slightly cool glass. Leaving a clear handprint, the glass door opened effortlessly.

"It's not locked." Zhao Zilong's heart was relieved, at least he didn't have to find a way to break the door. More than a year of observation has given him some experience. Monsters are unusually sensitive to sound, but their eyesight is not very good. At least when the sika deer family hunts quietly, the monster is generally sluggish. As soon as they make a sound, they transform into beasts that are not afraid of death.

"Ding ......" Zhao Zilong flipped through his memories and pushed open the door. A chilling bell rang overhead. The two of them followed the prestige and saw a windchime covered with dust. The wind chime has a simple style, just a copper bell, but the sound is crisp and pleasant, and the aftersound is long.

With a "swish", Zhao Zilong looked down in fright, and immediately faced a face that had lost its bloodstain and had distorted facial features.

"Run!"

Zhao Zilong couldn't care about anything. He turned around, put his hands behind his back, and immediately held up Shen Yingxue. As soon as the lover, who was heavier than a mountain, pressed down, Zhaozi Long gritted his teeth.

"Zilong...... Put me down. Shen Yingxue's unwilling struggle, she couldn't break free at all. Zhao Zilong poured lead in his legs, but he had to use all his strength.

There was a soft "ding" sound, and the two exhausted men both fell outside the cake shop.

"Phew......" Zhao Zilong let out a long breath and let the glass door close again. I really don't have the strength. Long-term malnutrition has long depleted the energy in the body. Walking is already the most extreme of manifestations. If it weren't for Xue's efforts, if it weren't for the two of them insisting on not leaving the vault, he would have turned into white bones like his surviving colleagues, right?

With little physical strength left, Zhao Zilong's consciousness also blurred. "Boom!" A muffled sound behind him interrupted the train of thought. Looking back, fatigue and weakness are all gone. A humanoid monster dressed in a chef's suit, almost glued to the glass door. The white chef's uniform had long since turned gray and black.

No matter how dirty your clothes are, they are cleaner than your bare palms! The dead black claws, with their long, gray nails, glowed blue in the sun.

Zhao Zilong looked up at the gray chef's uniform, and a faceless face came into view. The face had long since rotted, and the white bones were exposed. There are no lips to cover, and the upper and lower teeth are staggered and uneven. The green and black teeth trembled, chattering for a moment. Two black holes without eyes stared at him emptyly.

"Snow, get up, the monster is coming!" Zhao Zilong roared hoarsely, and at the same time blamed himself. Why try when you know it's not safe? It's really not seeing the green river, and the heart is not dead!

Hey, it's useless to regret, the glass behind you is not a special object. The monster didn't break it once, it was pure luck. Zhao Zilong clenched his teeth, desperately squeezed himself, and finally staggered to his feet. He just wanted to run, but saw Shen Yingxue with her face buried in her arms, her back to him and she didn't move at all.

"Snow!" Zhao Zilong's eyes turned red.

"Zilong...... I...... I can't move...... Right here...... Goodbye. Shen Yingxue said intermittently, her voice was like a mosquito and a fly, and her breath was like a gossamer.

"I don't allow, I don't agree! Even if we die, we must be together! "The already red eyes were suddenly round, and even the corners of the eyes were about to burst! Zhao Zilong fell to the ground in mid-air, his knees cracked a few poor floor tiles, and his striped trousers were suddenly soaked red.

"Up!" The green muscles skyrocketed, and Zhao Zilong, whose face was flushed, dragged her up. Shen Yingxue had already closed her eyes and was waiting to die, but at this moment she had to grit her teeth and insist. The two staggered figures limped forward, trying to stay away from the monster.

Although they have the will to die, when they really face death, few people can really see death as home. One didn't live enough and the other didn't have the reason to die, the two people who loved each other didn't want to die at all!

"Hiss......" A strange roar changed from weak to strong, gradually pressing towards the two of them. Shen Yingxue lowered her head, as if she didn't even have the strength to take a look. Zhao Zilong only felt that his heart was about to burst, and in the sound of "poof, poof", he saw several monsters with rotten bodies appearing on the street behind him.

There was no time to panic and fear, he instinctively looked forward. A figure completely extinguished all hope: a monster in tracksuit, twisting its body, was speeding towards them from a distance. The monster couldn't see clearly, but it hung its left hand low, but its right hand was wrapped around the back of its head to the left.

It runs in a weird way, but it doesn't fall. There is no road left and right, and there are pursuers behind them. Zhao Zilong suddenly smiled easily: "Xue, you don't have to think about rejecting me anymore." ”

With a clattering, clattering sound, the monster in the chef's suit smashed through the glass, hissed and screamed, and rushed to the dragon to bite him. Although Shen Yingxue always wanted him to escape alone, he was sure that she was willing to go to Huangquan with him. Life can't be the same, but death can be the same hole, it's not a kind of perfection.

A large cloud floated in the sky, obscuring the glowing sun. The clouds were thick, and the earth was so dark that it seemed to jump from morning to dusk at once. Zhao Zilong didn't struggle, let alone run. He just sat there, closing his eyes and waiting to die.

When you can't see, your sense of hearing becomes more sensitive. Suddenly, there were a lot of strange noises around. The noise was not made by a monster. Intrigued, he opened his eyes. A large, foul-smelling, cracked mouth suddenly appeared in front of him, jagged but sharp teeth that bit his face.

"Ahh Zhao Zilong trembled, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and greeted death. But a few seconds later, he couldn't wait to open his eyelids again. There was no severe pain, no injury, only a fishy smell that was stronger.

Squinting his eyes into slits, Zhao Zilong saw an unbelievable scene: a thick arm that was being gnawed by monsters. And the sturdy clothing attached to the arms made the blood that flowed out glaring, but not splashed.

Looking further into his arm, he found a hideous mask. The mask and the black helmet fit perfectly. As if he realized something, the mask turned, and the two raised cylinders on the position of his eyes immediately reflected him. In the center of the cylinder, there is a dark red light that flickers.

Zhao Zilong's heart trembled, and he immediately turned his head. He swept into the roaring sky and saw a helicopter with two propellers. The plane hovered in the air, and several armored figures leaped from the ropes.

Zhao Zilong's brain is completely confused: have aliens finally captured the planet?