Chu Mo turned on the light in the room, and through the window, he saw a black shadow wandering outside the community.

Those dark shadows are monsters, no doubt.

There are monsters outside, and the residents in the community must be cowering in the house and afraid to go out.

Chu Mo lit a cigarette and stood outside the window and took a few puffs, suddenly remembering one thing, something very important.

That's what you have to think about in the current environment – water and food.

He had just returned from the army, and naturally there was no food at home, but running water was still available.

And in the near future, it may be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and it is not certain that there will be water and power outages in the entire H City, and he must first reserve enough water.

As soon as he thought of this, Chu Mo immediately found everything that could catch water and turned on the faucets in the bathroom and kitchen.

After all the containers that could hold water were filled with water, Chu Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long journey by train, after entering the city, he was attacked by monsters, and Chu Mo was hungry and sleepy.

Anyway, even if the sky falls, you have to sleep first to replenish your strength.

He went into the bathroom, took a shower, changed into a clean set of clothes, and went straight to bed.

When he woke up the next day, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, and Chu Mo's stomach was growling with hunger.

No, you have to go outside and find something to eat first, or you don't starve to death.

Chu Mo stood in front of the window and looked at the door of the community, and found that there was no normal person in sight outside.

Three or five monsters wandered in the shade of the trees at the entrance of the community, and their mouths kept letting out a roar of "ho-ho-......".

Chu Mo analyzed the situation and immediately understood.

According to yesterday's system, those zombies hiding in the shade of trees should be just ordinary zombies, and at this moment, it is estimated that they have evolved into first-order zombies who dare to stand in the sunlight at the entrance of the community.

With such an analysis, Chu Mo felt confident in his heart.

He hid behind the door with a spur and listened to the movement, and found that there was no sound in the corridor, so he dared to open the door and walk out.

Chu Mo remembered that there was a supermarket five hundred meters away from the community, which had all the daily necessities, but it needed to cross a street.

And at this moment, there are also a few first-order zombies roaming around that street that are not afraid of the sun.

Chu Mo cautiously went downstairs and walked out of the community through the back door, avoiding the zombies at the entrance of the community without danger.

But as soon as he walked on that street, Chu Mo found that trouble was coming.

There were two zombies standing there at the moment, splattered with fresh blood.

One of them was holding half of a man's arm in his hand and was gnawing wildly.

What's even more terrifying is that he still has a grocery bag on half of his arm, and his five fingers detain the grocery bag to the ground, and the bag is full of food.

Chu Moming, that person came out to look for food before he was eaten by this zombie.

In a world where loss is rampant, it's not uncommon for survivors to die in search of food.

But Chu Mo looked at the wreckage of the arm and the bag of food, and he was very sad in his heart, and he was still angry.

Chu Mo was not impulsive, but walked towards them slowly with light steps.

As he approached one of them, the thorn in his hand swung up, making a beautiful arc in the air, and then stabbed into its head with a "poof".

Clean, the zombies fall in response.

And when the other zombie was attracted by the sound it made, Chu Mo had already pulled out his military thorn, rushed behind it, and stabbed it in the back of the head.

The two zombies were killed by Chu Mo's army one after another, which was completely different from when he killed the three zombies last night.

Last night he felt so sick that his mind was a little dazed.

But at this moment, the feeling was completely different, Chu Mo not only didn't feel nauseous, but even had a sense of pleasure.

If you want to survive in the last days, you must improve your combat effectiveness, and Chu Mo persuaded himself.

Chu Mo glanced at the corpses of the two zombies lying on the ground, and vigilantly observed the movements around him with his military thorn, before cautiously moving towards the supermarket five hundred meters ahead.

Closer, about a hundred meters more to the door of the supermarket, as far as the eye can see, you can already see the dried blood stains on the glass door of the supermarket, the crooked shelves inside, and the food scattered underground.

In the supermarket, there was also a middle-aged man standing.

Judging by the clothes, it should be the supermarket staff.

However, at this time, Chu Mo was not sure that the middle-aged man must be human.

If he were human, there was only one way to look for food, just like him.

Chu Mo twisted the military thorn and slowly approached the supermarket.

The middle-aged man was really not human, and the moment Chu Mo walked into the supermarket, he was immediately sure.

Because the middle-aged man was just wandering around the supermarket and didn't pick up the food that was scattered on the ground.

No, there was also a young man, also wearing supermarket overalls, and his body was blocked by a shelf, so that Chu Mo didn't see him until he walked in.

Chu Mo did not hesitate, the military thorn in his hand made a beautiful arc in the air, and slashed towards the necks of the two zombies with great force.

Chu Mo's plan was to kill these two zombies at the same time.

"Boom ......" sounded, and the sharp military thorn directly cut off the middle-aged man's head.

Blood splattered, and the headless body immediately fell to the ground.

"Bang ......" followed by a muffled sound, and with inertia and strength, the military thorn in Chu Mo's hand slashed across the young man's neck, and half of the military thorn was stuck in the neck.

Chu Mo was stunned for a moment, and before he could exert himself again, the young man pounced directly.

The force was extremely great, and Chu Mo fell to the ground.

"Ho ho ......".

It roared, opened its mouth, and desperately approached Chu Mo's neck.

Years of military career not only allowed Chu Mo to practice a good skill, but also trained the quality of not being surprised everywhere.

Chu Mo didn't panic, he bent his elbow against the young man's body with his thousand-year-old cold iron hand, and released the military thorn in his hand with his right hand to press its head to prevent it from biting him.

The young man kept roaring, and the foul-smelling mucus kept flowing out of its mouth and dripping onto Chu Mo's body, stenching to the sky.

Chu Mo really couldn't stand the smell of the fishy smell, and the thousand-year-old cold iron hand slammed into the air, pushing its body into the air by dozens of centimeters, pressing the right hand of its head and letting go violently, holding the military thorn inserted in its neck at the moment of urgency, and straining.

With a "bang......", the young man's head left its body like a leather ball and rolled to the side.

Chu Mo kicked its body away, and sat on the ground gasping for breath.

Fuck, it's the second day of the zombie crisis, how does this zombie feel more difficult to deal with than those zombies last night......

Chu Mo gasped for about five seconds, and immediately took a food bag to pick up the food scattered on the ground.

In such a special environment, not only food is life, but also time.

Who knows what will happen in the next second.