Nanqiu looked at Zhen Wenxuan, didn't the young man know that the woman was dead?

I'm afraid not.

Through the window that Zhen Wenxuan pointed out to Nanqiu, it can be clearly seen that the woman's body is sitting on the sofa, from morning to night, repeatedly.

Even if Zhen Wenxuan didn't know that the woman was dead, seeing that the figure had never left the sofa, he should understand.

He just didn't want to take it.

Thinking of this, Nanqiu replied, "She didn't say anything. ”

Zhen Wenxuan's joyful eyebrows and eyes suddenly became sad.

But soon, he was happy again: "She doesn't have to ask, she knows it's me!" ”

“……”

It turns out that it can still be interpreted in this way.

"Thank you, goodbye, remember to close the door when you leave." Zhen Wenxuan sat back on the balcony chair.

The chair was placed in the center, facing the woman's window.

Next to it, there are water cups and rice bowls, and garbage is everywhere.

It seems that Zhen Wenxuan's main activity every day is to look at that window.

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Nanqiu hesitated for a moment, then took out a bag of rice from his backpack, as well as a bottle of vitamin tablets.

Zhen Wenxuan accepted his kindness, spent money to buy rice and vitamin tablets, and thanked him politely.

Nanqiu left and went downstairs.

Walking out of the corridor, he turned around, glanced at Zhen Wenxuan's room, and then looked at the building opposite.

He asked A1, "Will there be many such people in the last days?" ”

A1 replied: "If you can't answer, please don't use vague words." ”

The word "many" is very subjective and vague, a few can say a lot, and hundreds of millions of billions can also say a lot.

"Will you meet such a mentally disturbed person in the future?" Nanqiu changed the problem description.

"Based on the available data, it will, it will always be."

In the last days, how can the survivors hide in corners, isolated, lack of food and clothing, frightened, and vulnerable, without mental problems?

Nanqiu put down the skateboard behind him and slid towards the apartment.

Halfway through, A1 sounded a prompt.

"On the front right, there seems to be survivor activity."

Survivor?

Nanqiu stopped his skateboard and flipped onto a truck, and the zombies around him found him and rushed under the car. The trucks are so high that they can't climb up.

"Dangerous behavior, please leave immediately, zombies will continue to gather and attract mutant zombies."

On the goggles, the A1 uses a red text alert.

Nanqiu ignored it, and looked at the front right, there was an ancient alley, the alley was intricate, and it was impossible to see the situation.

He did a front flip, jumped out of the zombie horde, skateboarded, and quickly left the place.

The zombies were still pulling the truck, not realizing that he was gone.

"How do you know about the survivors over there?" Nanqiu just finished asking, and he had an answer in his heart, "Do the zombies over there have abnormal actions?" ”

"Correct." A1 replied.

Nanqiu looked at the zombie detector, zoomed in on the map, and sure enough, he saw five zombies, slapping in front of a courtyard gate.

The ancient alley is about a government project, built antique, there are not many zombies there, Nanqiu has nothing to do, go over and take a look.

He walked into the alley, climbed up the tiled roof, and looked in the direction of the zombie door.

He saw a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. The boy was carrying a bag behind him, and it seemed that he had come out to collect supplies.

Outside the courtyard, zombies banged on the courtyard door, and the sound was loud and piercing.

In the courtyard, the boy pushed the door of the main house hard, but the door was locked, and he couldn't open it.

There was only one wooden latch inserted into the courtyard door, and the door panel collided with the wooden latch, and it was wobbly, which looked unreliable.

The boy cowered in the corner, covered his mouth, and looked at the door in horror.

The sound of zombies banging on the door will attract all the zombies around you.

Nanqiu took out the pistol, pulled out the magazine, seven bullets, and arranged them neatly. Every time he went back with a gun, he would buy bullets and fill the magazine. Opening the insurance, he jumped.

Four bullets, killed four zombies, a crowbar, knocked the last one to death.

Then from the backpack, he took out the lunch box that he brought to Zhen Wenxuan, but didn't use, and put it in front of the door.

In the last days, people's hearts are unpredictable, Nanqiu's ability is limited, and his love is limited, so he can only help him so much.

A gust of wind blew down the alley, bringing with it the rotten smell of zombies, and Nanqiu raised his head, the sky was overcast, and it was about to rain.

He walked away quickly.

……

Inside the door, Zhang Xiaowu hugged his legs tightly and pressed his back against the wall, very scared.

He regretted that he shouldn't have listened to his sister and ran out.

He has watched many zombie movies, and he thinks he is not afraid of zombies, and he thinks that he can calmly walk through a city full of zombies and find supplies like the protagonist in zombie movies.

As it turned out, he couldn't.

A zombie that suddenly appeared scared him into a fright, and he fled.

In the process of escaping, he attracted more zombies, and finally, when he got into this small alley, the front and back roads were blocked by zombies, so he could only break into this small courtyard, buckle the door, and pray for the zombies to leave.

It seemed that his prayers worked, the door did not move, and the crashing sound disappeared.

Listen closely, there are a few pops, and the sound of blunt pounding on something.

After a while, there was complete silence outside the door.

Zhang Xiaowu didn't dare to look at it, he waited for a long time, and when the wind was strong and it was about to rain.

There had been no movement outside the door, and he stood up and approached cautiously, looking through the crack in the door to see outside.

On the ground, there were five zombies lying there.

He picked up stones and threw zombies, but the zombies didn't move.

They're dead.

Pushing open the door, on the ground in front of me, there were two lunch boxes.

Open, a box of watermelon, a box of egg fried rice.

Zombies don't kill themselves, and lunch boxes don't have long legs.

Who killed the zombies and left the lunch box?

In his heart, emotions were surging, and his eyes were slightly numb.

Holding the lunch box, he looked around and couldn't see the other party.

The wind blew on his face and began to drop raindrops.

Zhang Xiaowu put the lunch box in his bag, identified the direction, and quickly went home.

The rain was falling heavily, crackling, hitting the ground, hitting him.

The sound of the rain hindered the zombies' hearing, and he ran all the way without alarming any zombies.

Thirty or forty meters away from the door, my sister saw him, opened the door, and waved to him anxiously.

When I entered the house and closed the door, the first thing I was greeted by my sister's scolding.

While scolding, my sister took a towel and wiped his wet body.

He didn't talk back, and when his sister finished scolding, he took out two lunch boxes from his backpack and smiled big.

At the table, he told his sister what happened after he went out, 1510.

"You're going to kill me! Can't get out next time? If you hadn't met a good person, you wouldn't have come back! ”

My sister reprimanded him.

He didn't answer, and forked the watermelon with a fork to his sister's mouth.

"Is it delicious?" He asked.

"Can watermelon be delicious? It's so sweet. ”

"Try the egg fried rice again."

"You eat, you brought it back."

"I brought it back to give it to my sister."

"You take a bite first."

"Look, I ate it. Your turn. ”

"Hmmm! Delicious. And dried radish! ”

"Scrambled eggs are also delicious."

"The scrambled eggs are all for you, and the dried radishes are for me."

After sharing watermelon and egg fried rice with his sister, Zhang Xiaowu cleaned the lunch box and put it in the wine cabinet next to it, the most conspicuous center.

His courage was shaken off when the five zombies knocked on the door, but now when he saw this lunch box, he thought that the other party had killed five zombies to save him, and left him food, and slowly gave birth to it.

Hiding at home, there is only one ending of starvation.

He's still going to get out. It's not recently, he has to prepare well and think about how the protagonist in the zombie movie is armed and how he searches for supplies.