The 'Scavengers' are the survivors of this group of survivors searching for supplies in the ruins of Uehara City, earning themselves nicknames.

It is unknown who first came up with the name, but it is now accepted by the vast majority of survivors.

Dong Qing is a waste picker himself, and unlike other waste pickers, he still has two girls to support.

Finally, he took a look at the next room, in addition to the corpse, there were several bitten raw white bones, Dong Qing also knew, and several of them were from humans.

It's humans, not the living dead.

Ah Huang hasn't attacked them for so long, Dong Qing guessed that it was Xiaoya's credit, and this beast still remembered his old love.

Dong Qing didn't dare to guarantee that Ah Huang would eat them all one day, but he knew that this worry was unnecessary.

Anyway, it is difficult for them to live, and it is understandable to be eaten by Ah Huang after being indirectly protected by Ah Huang for so long.

Dong Qing was so tired, sometimes he wanted to die, but every time it was Xiaoya's voice and appearance, which once again made Dong Qing want to survive.

Let him persevere from the hardships again and again.

patted his face, Dong Qing made himself feel a little more energetic, then opened his bright eyes, bent his waist, and quietly ran outside.

There are no more materials to be searched in this vicinity, almost all the places where there are things have been patronized by the survivors, and the places that have not been visited are places that Dong Qing does not dare to go.

For example, there is a family Dong Qing and other survivors who dare not go, because the low roar that often comes from inside declares that the owner inside is not to be messed with.

It's been more than two months, and it hasn't starved to death, so wouldn't the living dead die if they don't eat? Dong Qing once thought about it.

Strictly speaking, the living dead are a type of necromantic creature that craves flesh and blood, and when food is not replenished, the living dead rely on the faint dark and necromantic elements in the air to sustain their lives.

If you want to starve a necromantic creature to death, this time must be measured in 'years'.

Before the end of the world, there were many houses in the demolition area, but few people lived there, and most of the people moved out.

As a result, after the negative energy storm swept through Uehara City, it became the place with the lowest number of living dead in the entire Uehara City.

There are no fools who can survive the disaster, in the past two months, survivors have moved here one after another, anyway, there are enough houses, it is simply too simple to find an empty house without an owner.

More houses do not mean more materials, many houses are really just 'empty houses', in addition to dust only the cement floor is left, so if you want to survive, you have to go outside to search.

The place Dong Qing is going to this time is Shengli Road Street, which is between the demolition area and the Heping District in the south.

It was the junction of the two urban districts, and the number of living dead was less than that of the Heping District, and the number of people was larger than that of the demolition area, which was barely within the range that Dong Qing could handle.

There should be a small shop hidden in a residential house on that street that has not been discovered, and Dong Qing got his bread last time.

The only thing to worry about is that the shop is next to the gate of a community, Dong Qing has to be careful, in case the living dead in the community are lured out, nine lives are not enough for him to escape.

Tiptoeing out of the alley, Dong Qing went all the way south.

During the stop-and-go, he was trying to avoid danger.

For example, there is a big-bellied living dead man eating in the middle of the crossroads in front of him, and only half of the corpse under his body remains, I don't know if it is

To which poor survivors.

Dong Qing's eyes were firmly fixed on the backpack next to the half corpse, and from the open backpack, Dong Qing saw a box of biscuits.

Licking his lips, Dong Qing didn't dare to make the slightest gesture of exposure, lowered his breathing, and hid behind the alley like an inconspicuous stone to observe quietly.

In the face of these living dead, his mood changed from fear at the beginning, to hatred later, and then to the current place.

Any special mood swings will make Dong Qing's breath change, and the nose of the living dead is smart, and he has taught him several lessons.

So he had to overcome his fear and imagine that it was not a terrible living dead, but a cat and a dog.

Dong Qing is like a patient hunter, he is waiting, waiting for the living dead to eat and drink enough before leaving.

In his experience, it only takes fifteen minutes for the living dead to eat a half-human corpse.

The facts were not much worse than Dong Qing's prediction, for the sake of insurance, Dong Qing waited for half an hour, until the living dead left after eating and disappeared, and then he came out.

Rush over and don't care what's left in your backpack, just pick it up and run.

"Whew, whew~" Dong Qing, who was hiding again, gasped for breath, and just a short sprint made his lungs burn in a panic.

"I didn't expect to have such good luck today. Dong Qing was very happy in his heart, in addition to a box of biscuits, there was also half a bottle of water in this backpack.

The packaging of the biscuit is still relatively intact, and it seems that the survivor was very unlucky, and before he could eat a bite, he was eaten by the living dead.

The half bottle of water was a little muddy, Dong Qing didn't care, opened it and smelled it, then raised his head and took a sip.

With a comfortable breath, Dong Qing carefully placed the water and biscuits on the inside of the backpack behind him.

There is not much water at home, Xiaoya gave Dong Qing a hot towel yesterday, but half of the last water was used directly, and Dong Qing had to bring two bottles of water back this time.

A box of biscuits and half a bottle of water If Dong Qing was the only one who could go home, he would be able to go home now, but he still had Xiaoya and them, so he had to continue the adventure today.

Passing through the wreckage of one car after another, passing one broken shop after another, Dong Qing walked south at a steady pace.

Along the way, not a single living creature can be seen, except for the living dead that can be seen everywhere.

There are a lot of survivors in this demolition area, and this 'many' is relatively 'none', and there are twenty or thirty survivors in the demolition area of Nuoda, which is indeed a lot compared to the number of survivors who are surviving in other urban areas.

Dong Qing didn't expect to meet the same kind as soon as he came out, each of these scavengers had their own hiding place, and outsiders didn't know where they were.

For example, where Dong Qing lived, others would never have imagined that he lived next door to a mutant beast.

Even if they knew where Dong Qing lived, most of those people didn't dare to come to fight the autumn wind, and if the group of people in the coal mine in the west wanted to deal with Dong Qing, they had to weigh whether they could do it over a mutant dog.

Now Dong Qing is crawling under the chassis of a red car, crawling forward.

The red sedan could have been a different color, but it is now red, and the blood belonging to humans is covered in the car's skin.

The indissolvable fishy smell and a pungent smell of gasoline perfectly covered Dong Qing's breath.

The smell of gasoline was made by Dong Qing himself, and he opened the fuel tank of the car.

One is

Afraid of being exposed, another is that he has to get some gasoline.

Gasoline has many uses, whether it is cooking on a fire, or making a gas bomb or something, it is a good choice.

As mentioned earlier, Dong Qing is a technical nerd, this product knows a lot of things, the production method of gasoline bombs is very simple, the only more troublesome thing is to pay attention when igniting, and it will be a joke to burn yourself.

The living dead are not afraid of fire, but they hate fire, and the flames are hot enough to scorch them.

If you use it, it's a big killer.

There was not a lot of oil in the car, and Dong Qing took it for a long time, and only two-thirds of the bottles were received.

Stuffed some cotton, stuffed a piece of toilet paper as a lead, and a simple flask was quickly made by Dong Qing.

Carefully put it in the small bag on his waist, Dong Qing lay under the car, quietly observing the surroundings.

On the street ahead, there were two wandering living dead on the left, and one on the right, both walking aimlessly.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Dong Qing couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

He chose to come out in the afternoon, the world of mutant beasts during the day, and the home of the living dead at night, between three o'clock in the afternoon and nightfall, it was the best time for him to come out for activities.

Glancing at the watch on his wrist, the hands pointed to half past five in the afternoon.

In another fifteen minutes, if it doesn't work, I'll have to go back first today. Dong Qing thought in his heart.

He can live for so long, his sane mind is his greatest strength, and he rarely does it brutely.

Five minutes later.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!" "Squeak!"

A rapid cry came, and Dong Qing's eyes were fixed on a sewer manhole cover on the road in front of him.

The movements of the living dead were only slightly slower than Dong Qing's eyes, "Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!" A series of four living dead people rushed out from all directions and rushed towards the manhole cover.

Good guy, it's four-headed, not three-headed, Dong Qing secretly praised his calmness.

In addition to the living dead on the street at the three ends, there was also a dilapidated house hidden on the side of the road, which Dong Qing had not found before.

The four living dead were very fast, and when they pounced on the manhole cover, they slammed into the manhole cover.

Beneath was the fresh flesh they so desperately craved, and the actions of the living dead were savage, and the sound of "bang, bang, bang!" was heard, as if it wasn't hitting their bodies.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" the voice became more rapid.

"Bang, bang!!" This time it wasn't just the top that was banging, it seemed that something below was also desperately coming out.

Dong Qing's heart sank, he hurriedly crouched under the car, and even ignored the pungent smell that made him dizzy, rolling back and forth in the gasoline beach.

He had heard this voice no less than three times in the past two months, and the mutant dog Ah Huang would often bring this kind of prey back.

"Bang dang!" the stone manhole cover was finally shattered in the alternating force of the inside and outside.

Three brown and black fluffy mutated creatures burst out of it in an instant.

Mutant rats!

Looking at the three mutant rats with a physique comparable to the size of a previous domestic dog, Dong Qing lowered his body.

The two front teeth of the mutant rat were like two sharp short daggers at this time, and the yellow, orange and orange flashed with cold light.

As soon as it appears, it fights with the four living dead.

Not only did the living dead use the mutant rats for food, but the three mutant rats also used the living dead as their own rations.

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