Fortunately, the floor was not good, the bed sheets were also very strong, and Chi Yao also arrived downstairs smoothly.

When the apocalypse broke out, many people didn't have time to take care of the property behind them in order to flee for their lives, so this also led to the fact that many shops on the streets were now wide open, which also facilitated Chi Yao's sweeping.

She carefully examined her surroundings, everything around her was too quiet and eerie, and the baseball bat in her hand was held in her hand.

But Chi Yao also ignored one point, it was precisely because the doors of these shops did not have time to close, resulting in many shops being looted.

Looking at the paper money scattered all over the ground but no one cared, the paper money is not worth mentioning in this last day when force is the first priority, but the food shelves next to it have been looted.

Chi Yao squatted in a corner, and when she looked around, she saw a bucket of forgotten instant noodles alone in that inconspicuous corner.

She couldn't help but light up, and suddenly remembered that there was no hot water, and it was just crisp noodles for nothing.

With a heartbeat, she took out the bread inside and gnawed it expressionlessly, and the dry bread filled her stomach like a delicacy at this moment.

Chi Yao held the baseball bat in his hand in his arms, curled up in this inconspicuous corner and nibbled on his dough, when suddenly, a burst of fragrance came from behind a shelf.

Chi Yao smelled the fragrance in the air, and her saliva couldn't help swallowing, and even the bread in her hand was not fragrant.

She thought about it, it shouldn't be a zombie who can make good food in the last days, but now her identity is also very sensitive, if she accidentally meets a bad person...

But the fragrance in the air is getting stronger and stronger, seducing Chi Yao's taste buds and making it difficult for her to stay sane.

Never mind! Let's see, the living can't be starved to death!

She mustered up her courage, her eyes lit up, she picked up the baseball bat in her hand and held it in her hand, she followed the scent to the back of a shelf, through the gap between the shelves, she saw a tall figure of a man.

The white casual clothes on his body were also stained with mud, and the torn clothes could also show the suffering he had suffered before.

The nobility and leisureliness of his gestures even made Chi Yao feel that he was not in the last days, but in a luxury store pointing out his favorite things.

Chi Yao lay on the shelf and looked at it for a long time, the man put the last packet of seasoning in the instant noodles in the bucket, his eyelids lifted slightly, and the whole person turned stiffly, and the gray under his eyes and Chi Yao fiercely matched.

This! Isn't it the male lead?

Chi Yao suddenly remembered that because the male protagonist still had his consciousness, he didn't care about human blood at all, and he was still eating three meals a day like before, and he was just like this between humans and zombies to survive.

Although Lu Jiu was trying his best to maintain the appearance of human existence, his gray pupils, lifeless eyes and pale face could still see his identity as a zombie at a glance, and the mud on his face was only scratched by him at will.

In fact, if you look closely at Lu Jiu's movements, you can still see that he is sluggish, and there is still no fluency between actions.

Lu Jiu looked at Chi Yao behind the shelves, and the low roar that wanted to be angry was still suppressed when he exited, his brain told him that Chi Yao should be driven out, but his knee-jerk reaction made him unable to do so, she would be afraid.

The occupation of the two emotions made him pause in place, and it was rare for a human entanglement to appear on his face, which had no emotion.