Not in a hurry to fight, Nanqiu walked around the village and walked around, and he was sure that there was only one mutant zombie around.

In case of an accident, he should be able to control the situation.

Ready, he walked behind the mutant zombies, from the alley, and slowly approached.

Stealth assassination is also a kind of hand-to-hand combat, and he has relevant knowledge in his brain, and his body has relevant memories.

At a distance of 50 meters, Nanqiu continued to move forward.

The effective range of the hand-grabbed is 50 meters, but he definitely can't hit it. He had only seen militiamen shoot in his hometown militia and had never touched them with his own hands.

30 meters, the mutant zombie lay on the ground, motionless.

20 meters.

10 meters.

The mutant zombie was at the exit of the alley, and Nanqiu walked all the way to it.

Raising the pistol, Nanqiu held his breath, his heart beating violently and his muscles tensed.

The mutant zombie sensed something and looked up.

Bang –

A chopsticks slammed on the table, and a bullet struck its head.

Nanqiu made up two more shots, lowered his hand, muzzle down, still vigilant.

Until the upper right corner of the field of view, the game icon flashes.

He clicked on the game icon with his mind, and a new achievement popped up.

You have achieved an achievement.

[Achievement: First Drop of Essence Blood]

[Description: Kill a mutated zombie]

[Get Reward: Zombie Detector Enhancement]

Withdraw rewards.

[Name: Zombie Detector 2.0]

【Category:Props】

[Function: Detect all zombies within a radius of 200 meters, mark them on the virtual map, and make special marks for specific zombie types]

[Note: Look, there's a zombie stuck there, let's sneak in from behind]

The detection range has doubled from 100 meters to 200 meters.

At a distance of two hundred meters, as long as you don't die, and your luck is not bad, even if the mutant zombies are discovered, they can evacuate in time.

Scratching through the game interface, Nanqiu bypassed the corpses of mutated zombies and climbed over the courtyard wall of Room 72.

In the courtyard, a two-storey self-built building with doors and windows closed.

Nanqiu knocked lightly on the door.

After more than ten seconds, a voice came out: "Who?" ”

"The one who delivered the fried noodles." Nanqiu replied.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and an eye swept the outside.

The door was completely open.

"Come on in."

Nanqiu walked in and looked at the residents inside.

It was an old lady with gray hair, very thin, very capable, with very energetic eyes and very vigilant.

The old lady closed the door and looked at Nanqiu: "Where's the noodles?" ”

Nanqiu took out the lunch box from his backpack: "7 yuan." ”

"Money?" The old lady frowned.

"That's right." Nanqiu nodded.

"Wait a minute," said the old lady, who entered the next bedroom.

The first floor is divided into three rooms, with a hall in the middle, a bedroom on both sides, and a storage room and staircase.

The old lady opened the door, her eyes did not leave Nanqiu, she rummaged in the bed and found a stack of banknotes.

Counting out seven yuan, she handed it to Nanqiu.

Nanqiu gave her the lunch box.

[Order: 1 egg fried noodles]

[Order: Wang Zhaodi]

【Status: Dining】

Opening the lid of the lunch box, Wang Zhaodi looked at the fried noodles, smelled the fried noodles, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

She didn't eat it herself, but covered it and watched Nanqiu.

Her meaning was obvious, urging Nanqiu to leave.

"Don't worry, I have no ill will." Nanqiu took out a bag of rice from his backpack, "This can also be sold to you." ”

"What you guys, I'm the only one here!" Wang Zhaodi retorted.

Nanqiu didn't expose her.

If it's a person, how can you resist the temptation of chow mein and not enjoy it right away?

If she is worried about fried noodles and is drugged, then as long as she eats it, she will definitely have Chinese medicine, and Nanqiu can come back at the right time if she leaves.

Therefore, there is only one possibility left, the fried noodles should be eaten by others.

He put the rice on the ground and pushed it to Wang Zhaodi: "A bag is 16 yuan." ”

Wang Zhaodi stepped forward, staring at Nanqiu, holding the lunch box in her left hand and touching the rice bag with her right hand.

What a meter!

A whole bag of rice!

Wang Zhaodi looked at Nanqiu, less vigilant and more confused.

"What do you want to do?" She couldn't help but ask directly.

When she spent money on fried noodles, she felt strange.

What kind of is money? It's not good to burn a fire! How can such a good-for-nothing thing be exchanged for food?

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't make sense!

She didn't want to explore this before, curiosity was useless, and the fried noodles were real.

As long as you get chow mein, nothing else matters.

Now, the other party threw out another bag of rice, saving one province, enough for them to eat for two weeks!

This made her a little flustered, and the other party gave too much.

There is no gift for no reason, the other party must be planning something, she is a little afraid, she is not afraid that something will happen to herself, but another person, can't have an accident.

"It's just a simple money transaction." Nanqiu replied to her.

Wang Zhaodi didn't speak, staring at him.

Nanqiu shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be helpless: "Okay, it's actually a thesis topic, can you make the survivors upstairs come down by doing a social survey about human life in the last days?" I'll just ask a few questions. ”

"Papers?" Wang Zhaodi's education level is not high, and she has only heard this word spoken by college students from relatives, which seems to be a very important thing.

Unexpectedly, this thing is so important that it will be done in the last days?

She didn't feel very reasonable, how could papers be more important than food, but the affairs of intellectuals have always been unreasonable.

"You don't have anything to plan for, do you?" Nanqiu said again.

Wang Zhaodi hesitated for a while, put down the lunch box, and went up the stairs.

Nanqiu is right, her family has nothing to plot, the family is surrounded by walls, and she is not afraid of thieves.

A minute later, Wang Zhaodi came down, behind her, followed by a boy. The boy looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old.

It turned out that there was a grandmother and grandson living here.

When the boy saw Nanqiu, he was a little scared, and when he saw the lunch box on the table, his greed outweighed his fear, he ran past Nanqiu, opened the lunch box, grabbed the fried noodles with his hands, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"It's delicious, grandma, it's delicious!" The boy exclaimed.

Nanqiu frowned, and the boy's voice was a little louder.

"Okay, you eat slowly." Wang Zhaodi smiled.

【You have completed an order】

【Guest satisfaction: 5 stars】

[You get income: token +7]

[Reach 5 stars in satisfaction, you get an income crit]

[You get extra income: Token +7]

The order is not rigid, it is not necessary to order a single person to eat, as long as the order is satisfied, it will be completed.

Wang Zhaodi handed over another sixteen yuan, and Nanqiu accepted it, which was the money to buy rice.

In order to round the lie of the social investigation, Nanqiu asks what happened to them.

The journey of the grandfather and grandson is similar to that of most of the survivors.

After the end of the world, I was lucky, I didn't become a zombie, I didn't let the zombies bite, and I had a lot of food at home.

"At the door of your house, a mutated zombie is lying, do you know what's going on?" Nanqiu asked.

"Zombies? Mutant zombies? Wang Zhaodi looked dazed, "Do you mean the zombies outside?" ”

"Grandma, I said it earlier, it's not a zombie, it's a zombie!" The boy put down the lunch box and looked up.

After a while, the boy had finished eating the fried noodles.

His mouth was full of oil, and his lunch box was clean.

There was not a single grain of rice left, a green onion, and a dried radish.

Didn't leave even a small bite for grandma.

Not all survivors are as sensible as the three sisters and brothers of the Li family, or the children of Jinhua Kindergarten.

"What zombies are not zombies, I don't understand." Wang Zhaodi shook her head, "What is a mutant zombie?" ”

The word mutation is not good when you hear it.

Nanqiu explained: "A zombie that is more dangerous than ordinary zombies is hiding in the house, and the zombie may also break down the door and window and find you." ”

Wang Zhaodi was taken aback.

"The ears of mutant zombies are very smart, have you made some noise in the past two days?" Nanqiu continued to ask.

His gaze was on the boy.

Wang Zhaodi also looked at the boy.

Sure enough, the boy made the movement.

No wonder the mutated zombie stayed outside the house and didn't move, it turned out that he heard the movement.

The ancestors and grandchildren were lucky, the mutant zombies just heard the movement and did not lock them, otherwise, with the conditions of this old house, they may not be able to hold it.

"In the future, remember to control the sound." Nanqiu admonished.

He felt that his advice was mostly useless, and that the boy was not a sensible man.

He sighed in his heart, checked the equipment on his body, and said to Wang Zhaodi: "In a week, you will see the small advertisement again, at that time, make a call, prepare the money, and I will come over again." ”

Without waiting for Wang Zhaodi to respond, he opened the door and walked out.