During the period when several people were snorting and sleeping.

Qian Hong felt that they were sleeping so well that she didn't even hear the sound of her beating the zombies.

She cut off the heads of the zombies with a kitchen knife with an expressionless face, separated all the zombies in this piece, and sighed in her heart: "How can there be any quiet years, I am moving forward with a load." ”

At noon, they finally woke up and dressed themselves shyly. Su Jinyue has some of their clothes in her space.

Qian Hong had quietly changed her outfit by herself, and had little interest in watching the flesh of young men.

Now she was cooking instant noodles that looked like a very good wife and mother, and she turned to Ranzawa and said, "You're awake just in time, help me heat up the pot." ”

She saw that the pot was in the trunk of the car, so she took it and cooked it.

With the cooperation of Qianhong and Azawa, everyone was finally able to eat a hot meal.

Le Qitian sighed while eating: "I have come to life, I am usually tired of eating instant noodles, and at this moment, I declare that it is a delicacy in the world." ”

Su Jinyue also continued: "Xiao Lanlan's heating skills are quite useful. ”

Lan Ze heard a chill: "Okay, what is the name, don't call me like that." ”

In this way, everyone spent lunch time "happily", and now Qianhong is ready to count the number of materials that have been snatched.

She roughly estimated that the food was enough for 5 days based on the amount of food everyone ate at noon.

There are still 15 days before the end of the game, which is still not enough, and the male high school students eat so much.

Qian Hong thought that if she collected a few more supplies on the way, and then added her own food, she should be able to get through this round of games.

After collecting the supplies, she can find a random place to stay until the end of the game, but she thinks that the survival game will not be so simple, so it is better to go to the safe base, just in case.

They set off again, and it took a day to hurry.

But at night, they found that the moon, which was supposed to be white and immaculate, had turned blood-colored in the dark sky. If you stare at it for a long time, your head will be dizzy, as if you will feel like blood is dripping down.

Qian Hong felt that something big might happen, so she asked Su Jinyue to put away the food of several other cars, and several people slept in the largest off-road vehicle today, taking turns to keep vigil.

Not long after the red moon appeared, the sky began to pour rain.

Raindrops were dripping from the front of the car window, and Qian Hong noticed that it was something like blood, red mixed with a little black.

Qianhong told them not to open the window and not to touch the rain, for fear that the raindrops would be corrosive.

Although Qian Hong killed all the zombies in the neighborhood in the morning, a few more zombies came over at night.

So they saw that all the places on the zombies that had been rained had turned black.

There was a zombie who mutated on the spot, tore his face like crazy, and then grew hands out of his mouth, and his eyes could still glow.

Several people were dumbfounded, discussed it urgently, and decided to drive the car away first.

Le Qitian said with palpitations: "It's too scary, it's the first time I've seen zombie mutations." ”

Yan Sheng thought for a while: "Then will we mutate if we are drenched?" ”

"You're going out and trying?"

"Forget it."

At this point, Qianhong's Inspiration skill is activated.

[This rain can penetrate the skin of zombies and make them mutate and go crazy, and it can also make people die painfully. 】

"We've got to hurry up and find a building to hide!"

Qian Hong drove and killed everything that stood in his way, but...

"Mom, yes, mourning... The corpse is pulled in the car window! ”

Yan Sheng, the co-pilot, looked at the mutant zombie affectionately as soon as he turned his head, and coincidentally, this zombie happened to be the one with the long hand in his mouth.

Qian Hong's brain thought quickly at the moment: "Ranzawa! You can see if you can heat up the zombies. ”

[Zombies are also dead things, dead, sick corpses. 】

Ranzawa, who was named, tried, but the zombie still stuck to the car window, as if trying to squeeze himself in.

Ranzawa stared at it deadly, his eyes a little dizzy, and his fingers were bruised.

Su Jinyue: "It's over, it's over, is it possible that you're going to die here?" ”

Le Qitian: "Yan Sheng's death premonition has not been activated, don't panic..."

He said don't panic, his body trembled more than anyone else.

The windows were already a little shattered, and it felt like they were about to fail.

Suddenly, the zombie with long hands in its mouth suddenly caught fire, and even the strange blood rain outside failed to extinguish the flames.

The zombie was burned with only a skeleton and a black skin, screaming and falling from the window to the ground, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief as the car went farther and farther away and couldn't see him.

Qian Hong can finally concentrate on driving, and asks Su Jinyue to find out if there is anything sticky in the space so that the cracks on the car window can be glued.

Then she asked, "This is... Ranzawa: What are you capable of? ”

Ranzawa looked at his hand stunned: "It seems... Yes. ”

"That's cool! Wouldn't it be possible to rub the Flame Spiral Pill by hand from then on? ”

“… No, it can only ignite dead things. ”

Even so, everyone was very happy, at least there was one more person in the team who could attack.

This very strange rain continued to rain all night.

They also managed to drive into an uninhabited mansion and slept here for a few hours.

But soon they were woken up again, and the mutated zombies attacked the house like crazy.

Yan Sheng's premonition of death appeared for the first time in this game, and the image of everyone being tortured and killed appeared in his mind.

He trembled and said, "I... My skills have a hunch that we're all going to die here. ”

Everyone panicked.

Qian Hong patted her face and forced herself to calm down: "Why are there so many zombies in the early morning?" ”

Could it be that the mutation has made them more powerful, and there is something about us that attracts them...

Think... Think about it! It's too late... What attracts them is –

Smell! [It's the smell, they can only smell the smell of the living, and if they can cover up our smell, they can find a chance to slip away.] 】

Inspiration coincides with ideas, and the original idea is correct.

Qianhong immediately decided: "Su Jinyue! Take out the seasoning packets of snail noodles and instant noodles! ”

"Isn't it, boss, do you want to cook for zombies before you die?"

Although he said so, he still obediently took it out.

Qian Hong quickly smeared the sauce on herself, and said to the four people who were dumbfounded: "Zombies can't see people, they can only smell the smell of living people, we can wipe a little more, maybe we can get away with it, I don't know if they have hearing, let's be light and don't drip loudly." ”

As soon as the words fell, the remaining few people also smeared the seasoning bag with red learning. In order to survive, I really can't take care of too much.

"I feel like I'm going to be pickled."

"Gross."

"Like rotting rats and sewer garbage."

"Don't let you defile my favorite snail noodles, sour bamboo shoot seasoning and powder!"

Qian Hong pinched her nose and said, "Bear with me, let's hold our breath and leave through the back door." ”

It is not without reason that Qianhong chose this mansion, one of the reasons is that there are many doors, which is convenient for escape.

A few people quietly broke away from the house surrounded by zombies, although there were also zombies swaying around the back door, because the smell was masked, and they ran very fast, and finally escaped safely.

Su Jinyue sadly announced one thing: "Comrades, we only have a few packets of seasoning packets to eat in the remaining ten days. ”

Qian Hong wiped a handful of sweat dipped in the seasoning, feeling that she couldn't breathe: "At least I can survive." ”

Snail flour makes a great contribution.