The fire burned all afternoon, and Kyungwon was not idle, and began to clean up the scattered zombies from house to house, hack them to death, and drag them to the "crematorium" where the flames have not been extinguished to burn, while choosing a suitable house.

It's best to have an empty house, that is, a house where there are no zombie activities, otherwise he always feels like he lives in a murderous house, although he knows that it is purely psychological, but he still wants to find a clean house to live in.

After walking around, there are a total of 47 villas in the entire villa area, of which 40 are single-family villas and 7 are stacked villas.

Four of the seven stacked villas were burned by him, not that he deliberately burned the stacked houses, mainly because the stacked houses were larger, the walls were higher and stronger, and it seemed that the survivors gathered in the stacked villas to build defensive measures, so after the zombie infection spread, the zombie groups were mostly concentrated around the stacked villas.

All things considered, he decided to live in a single-family villa.

After all, he lives alone, the house is too big, it is troublesome to clean, and too many empty rooms give a very poor experience.

How to sing that song: "When the lights are turned off, everything is the same, the big room, the lonely bed~"

He doesn't even have an electric light now, only a few candles, and he doesn't feel lonely when the house is bigger, but he always feels that there are people behind him, and it's cold.

In the end, he chose a small two-story single-story building, with a courtyard of about 100 square meters, close to the east side door, easy to enter and exit, and a wide field of vision, and the four "crematoriums" are also far away.

He simply sharpened a wooden stick and stuck it at the door of the house, which was used as a door number so that he could easily identify the way.

He took Xiaobai out of his travel bag, put it on the grass, and walked in together.

He had already investigated the house beforehand, and there were no traces of zombies or human activity.

The courtyard is overgrown with weeds because no one takes care of it all the year round, the rockery landscape has long died, the surface climbs on the moss, a black pine stands in the middle of the courtyard as a decoration, the tree is straight, and there is a layer of rotten pine needles at the roots.

At a glance, it was very dirty, although it was a villa, but no one lived in it for a long time, there was no property to take care of, and it had long lost popularity.

The house has to be popular.

Like that kind of old rural house, some people live in it, and it will be fine for decades, but once people move away, or a year or two, it will be abandoned and uninhabitable, and it looks like a haunted house.

The doors of this villa are locked, they are all large floor-to-ceiling windows, there is an empty garage next to the building, look at the schematic diagram of the doorway, the entrance to the basement is inside the room, and there is a small attic on the top of the second floor, which is a design that is biased towards Western architecture.

Looking in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the TV and washing machine, the household appliances are complete, the floor is paved with marble tiles, sofas, coffee tables, dining tables, all kinds of internal organs, you can see that it is expensive fine decoration, and there are oil paintings hanging on the wall, which is an artistic fan.

Since the windows were closed, the doors were closed, so there wasn't much dust on them.

After rummaging through the property building before, he was lucky enough to find a spare key, so there was no need to use violent means to open the door.

The door lock is an electronic lock shared by the face and the key, but the lock has long been out of power, although the face sweeping does not work, but it can be opened with the key.

Pushing open the floor-to-ceiling door, the smell of muddy mildew wafted out, and Jing Yuan led Xiaobai from the first floor to the second floor, opening the windows of each room for ventilation.

Standing on the terrace of his second-floor bedroom, he leaned his back against the wall and looked out at the fiery red light in the distance.

The sun is setting, and the fire has not yet burned out.

A hot wind blew on his face, and his trench coat, trousers, face, and arms were splashed with jet-black blood, from the zombies he had hacked to death.

There is a lingering bad smell on my body, and I really want to take a bath.

He felt very tired, he had too much activity today, and it was fine when the sun was shining, but now it was getting dark, tiredness was pouring in like a tide, his eyelids had begun to fight, his stomach was hungry, and this mold-eroded body was urging him to eat and rest quickly.

It's better to eat the lame dog, eat a dog, top 100 cans.

Fortunately, the molds can only influence his thoughts, not manipulate his consciousness like a remote control, and to that extent, he will become a walking corpse, just like those zombies.

He can control his desires, restrain and restrain himself, and this is what makes him different from those zombies.

He stretched and sat on the terrace to settle dinner with Xiaobai.

There was no time left to clean the house, he just wanted to take a hot shower and go to bed.

Pour the remaining gasoline into the fuel tank of the agricultural three-wheeler, fill it to eighty percent, then pour in cooling water, and drive the rumbling old three-wheeler to the creek at the foot of the state mountain.

He almost recalled the way of driving on the agricultural three-wheeler, but fortunately he had learned it from his grandfather in the countryside before, otherwise he would have really been dark-eyed.

He had to do a detailed inspection of the three-wheeler, which was his only means of transport, not only to transport water, but also to bring back the barrels of diesel fuel at the gas station.

It's much easier to use than a car, the trunk of the car is too small, and it can't hold much cargo at all, and this agricultural three-wheeler is a little slower, and the practicality is really high.

Turning it on, he always felt that there was little bit of meaning, so he stopped, took the radio out of his travel bag, and played the soothing country music of the last century.

"Don't send me, say goodbye~"

"Hometown is behind me~"

The magnetic sound of the uncle accompanied by the rumble of the engine made his mood much more relaxed.

He carried the dog and the bucket, and at sunset, he headed towards the mountain, and his shadow stretched long.

The buckets were found in the ruins of the survivor bases, a total of 3 buckets, and 2 large tanks.

It is not easy to fetch water, he can only take the basin, fill the bucket and the tank little by little, the water quality is not bad, it seems to be the melting snow water on the mountain, it is cold and biting, Xiaobai touched it, and he retracted his claws violently.

Compared to the harsh environment in the city center, where even acid rain falls, the southern suburbs are a paradise.

After Jing Yuan took the water, he didn't leave in a hurry, and went to the woods to cut three bundles of firewood and moved four large bluestones.

Getting more and more tired, when I returned to the villa, it was already dark, the four fires had been extinguished, and the smell of burning was in the air, but it was very quiet.

He drove the agricultural tricycle to the garage, removed four large bluestones, built a simple stove in the stone pavilion, and put a large water tank on it, put firewood to light the fire, and boiled hot water.

Don't worry about the quality, these big water tanks were originally mud tanks fired with fire, and people in the countryside will use them to boil water to cook zongzi to cook bath water, which is better than iron pots.

He boiled a large vat full of hot water, and wanted to go to the bathtub to wash it, but the bathtub was too dirty, so he used a bucket to bring out half a bucket of warm water, and stripped it on the grass to take a shower.

He was naked, lifted the bucket and poured it on his head, the warm water poured from the Heavenly Spirit Cover to the tip of his toes, and he felt like he had been reborn.

He thought that from today onwards, this villa would be his new house, and he thought that he would have to sweep and mop the floor and clean up the weeds tomorrow, and he didn't feel troublesome, but happy.

Because, he finally has a place to live in this strange world.