Chapter 1: Onigiri, your sister

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Wu Dao, as an office worker who never wants to go to bed early, is used to supplement sleep on weekends, sleeps until 4 o'clock in the afternoon on Sundays, sits on the toilet with a cigarette in his mouth without washing his teeth or brushing, and reads novels with his mobile phone by the way. After finishing refreshingly, I took out the sauce board duck I had prepared before from the refrigerator, turned on the computer, and watched the high-definition movie that I came back from the company's exam.

A dog son raised, the name of the race Samoyed is rice balls, all kinds of clingy and not calm, constantly harassing Wu Dao to express his existence. Wu Dao was really annoyed, and shouted, "Dog thing, the skin is itchy, go, go to the living room to pick it up." As he spoke, he took the rice ball to the living room, and with a pair of scissors legs, the rice ball struggled between the legs, and finally stopped moving.

"Won.haha". Wu Dao laughed and walked back to the study to continue watching the movie, and the rice ball also lay down next to the chair with a satisfied face and pretended to be calm. "Oh, it's half past eleven, it's time to bring the rice balls down and have fun." “

The elevator slowly descended to the 1st floor, and the rice balls kept spreading joy around Wu Dao, rubbing the white hair roll on Wu Dao's leg. In winter, G1 City is still very warm, and cool breezes blow from time to time, which is really comfortable weather.

As usual, he stood at the door of the building and smoked a cigarette, read a novel with his mobile phone, and waited for the rice ball to finish patrolling the territory of the community. "Damn,, the patrol is getting bigger and bigger. I haven't come back after smoking two cigarettes. Wu Dao impatiently threw away the cigarette butt and prepared to find the rice ball.

Walking in the direction where the rice balls went, I saw the rice balls jumping over from afar, and looked back at the people who followed from time to time.

Wu Daojue wondered, how could there be a bunch of people slipping around in the middle of the night? He walked forward to greet the rice balls and hurriedly pulled them towards the rice balls, after all, as a medium-sized dog, Samo is still very large, and it is not good to scare people in the middle of the night.

Wu Dao bent down and pulled the hair of the rice ball to the side to make way for these people, and the rice ball struggled like a flea. Wu Dao sandwiched the rice ball between his legs and straightened up to see who this guy was.

"Holy!" Wu Dao gasped and took a step back, only to see a figure walking under the street lamp, this person's face was half drooping to his neck, his neck was crooked, his steps were sloppy, his exposed teeth were mechanically closed, and there was a large area of blood on his chest.

Wu Dao patted his face and scolded: When is it, I still observe so carefully, isn't this a zombie! Rice balls, rice balls! Get here, you are so affectionate when you see zombies, run with me. Wu Dao shouted and turned around and ran, didn't run a few steps, turned his head, and saw the rice ball circling around the zombies to spread joy, and the zombies waved their claws towards the rice balls.

Oh, I'll go, Wu Dao paused, rushed to the side of the rice ball and kicked his ass, and gave Lao Tzu home! As soon as the tail of the rice ball was clamped, he turned his head and ran towards the building of his home, like a white lightning bolt. Wu Dao's face twitched, this grandson is really a grandson, Wu Dao didn't dare to talk nonsense, chased the rice ball towards the building where he lived, and looked back when he ran, the group of figures appeared under the street lamp, a crooked melon and cracked dates, the movie reappeared, it seems that the movie is indeed derived from life, and the ancients did not deceive me. Wu Dao ran for his life and thought wildly.

rushed all the way to the elevator on the first floor, but there was no danger, and the rice ball was already waving his tail at the elevator to greet Wu Dao. Went straight to the 16th floor and returned to the room, and still haven't come back to my senses.

What the fuck is going on, Wu Dao leaned against the door, panting. Suddenly, Wu Dao was excited, the family didn't know what was going on, and the hometown was in the mainland, so it would be better. Wu Dao comforted himself in his heart, rushed into the bedroom, and found his mobile phone. Hurriedly called home, and there was a noisy busy sound from the mobile phone. Take a look. No signal, ran to the balcony. Still no signal.

Wu Dao was sweating profusely, staring at the prompt on his mobile phone with no signal, and he didn't move. The cool breeze was blowing, Tema was comfortable, the building opposite was dark, the surroundings were extremely silent, and the sound of traffic on the highway in the distance could not be heard in the past.

Looking down from the balcony, the dark shadows downstairs are crowded, and the feeling of swaying is obviously the way the zombies in the movie move. A chill rises from the head, and when this weird and terrifying thing happens, you can only feel the real horror when you calm down.

Figure out what's going on, figure out what's going on. Wu Dao read it in pieces, and when he looked down, he saw the rice ball pushing Wu Dao's hand with its wet nose, and then sat on the ground and looked at him with his tongue out.

From the beginning of the rice ball, the dog thing, to the present, he was very excited to follow Wu Dao and spread joy, and thought that Wu Dao was anxious to play with it by running back and forth in the room like a dog. Wu Dao squeezed out an ugly smile on his face. Squatted down and touched the head of the rice ball, and said, "The rice ball, you dog thing, you are really heartless." Did you know? Probably ... We're going to depend on each other for our lives in the future." The rice ball squeezed his big head into Wu Dao's arms and was coquettish.

"Okay!" Wu Dao let out a low sigh, pushed away the rice balls and stood up. Walk up to the computer desk in the study, cut out the player, and take a look. Sure enough, the net was long gone. I don't know if it's broken when I wake up and watch a movie, or if it's already broken when I sleep. None of that matters anymore.

It doesn't matter, for now, it's important to store water and check the food. Wu Dao ran into the toilet. Turn on the tap in the tub. I filled all the containers I could find, opened the refrigerator, and sorted out the food, and there was still a little rice and noodles left.

6 bags of instant noodles, 3 ham sausages, 1 version of Yaktor, 4 pieces of bacon, 6 sausages, 3 oranges, a bunch of snacks. That's enough to eat for a week. Let's take a look at the food of the rice balls and open the dog food bucket. A full bucket of dog food, according to the previous consumption, this bucket of dog food is about enough to eat rice balls for a month and a half.

Do you want to eat it with the rice balls when the time comes? Wu Dao had a bitter face, whether he would taste the delicious food first. Wu Dao grabbed a few and sniffed them, then threw them into his mouth. Well. Gaba is crispy, a little fishy, and not unpleasant. Then I saw the rice balls in a hurry there, haha. You're a dog thing. Know you're eating your dog food. Cheapskate.

By the way, there was also a snapping turtle, Wu Dao walked to the aquarium and turned on the light to see the snapping turtle lying there quietly. Well. Hibernation, not bad. You won't die of hunger for a year. In this way, at present, Wu Dao's family of 3 has officially entered the end of the world.

Wu Dao washed it casually, lay on the bed, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, and was in a daze as the spots of the changing lights on the wall. The internet and cell phone signals have been cut off, but the electricity and running water are still there, which should indicate that there are still people in G1 City, maybe the government is carrying out mass transfers, maybe it is just a regional outbreak of zombies, like bird flu, the government will control an area. Well. The week ahead should be well planned ...

Wu Dao stood up like a corpse, I damn it, I've watched so many zombie movies and novels in vain, and the most critical thing is not prepared. Wu Dao jumped out of bed dancing, rushed into the study with the rice balls, and found the Tibetan knife more than 1 foot long that he bought on a trip to Tibet a few years ago, regretting it, why didn't he buy the 1-meter-long one, and then went to the kitchen to pack all the kitchen knives and turned out the thick pan.

Good thing, a weapon to defend against attacks. Wu Dao made a gesture of taking a picture of the rice ball, and the rice ball lay down very cooperatively. Bingguo ~ The pan is not big enough, this pot lid is quite thick, that's it, shield.

Wu Dao put all these equipment on the sofa in the living room, then turned out the big backpack for travel, packed some clothes and items, thought about it, and rolled up a quilt to tie it up, as well as the cow felt brought by home. Awesome thing. Keeping warm and insulating from the tide, it is simply an epic equipment for the homeless.

Wu Dao also found a bundle of candles, which was left by the previous tenant when he rented a house before, and came back when he bought a house and moved. I didn't expect it to be really useful this day. Wu Dao was tired and sweaty, lying on the sofa, thinking, let's sleep in the living room in the future, and prepare to escape if there is any movement.

It's sticky and uncomfortable, so go take a shower first. Wu Dao stripped naked and looked back at the open balcony, NND, now that he is naked, he can only be a cheap zombie. Walking through the dressing mirror in the living room, I saw the swimming ring that does not exercise all year round, the standard configuration of IT office workers, no, I want to exercise. Wu Dao reflected, let's do 10 sit-ups first, Wu Dao was lying on the floor of the living room, at this time, the rice ball stuck out his tongue and pounced on Wu Dao's body, Wu Dao hurriedly kicked the rice ball, I was busy with business, I didn't have time to play with you, Wu Dao said while dragging the rice ball, dragging it to the balcony, and closing the balcony door.

Onigiri looked unhappy and threw himself on the balcony door and screamed twice. It's called Mao, in the middle of the night, and I want to be complained. Zombies will also complain, haha, zombies! Wu Dao was stunned for a moment, obviously frightened by his own self-talk. Shut up, do you want to lure all the zombies over? Wu Dao hurriedly opened the balcony door, hugged the rice ball and didn't let it toss, and listened with his ears sideways, it was so dangerous, there was no movement.

Wu Dao kicked the rice ball and went into the bathroom to take a shower. The shower rattled, and Wu Dao wiped the shower gel as if he heard the rice balls calling, and turned off the shower. Sure enough, the rice balls barked wildly in the living room.

Wu Dao's bare buttocks were covered in foam, and he rushed into the living room with a roll. I saw the rice ball screaming at the door, the door was banging, and the black shadow was shaking in the crack under the door. The zombies still found it here. Wu Dao was at a loss, instinctively grabbed the lid of the pot on the sofa, his heart was anxious, he was softened, he didn't grasp it steadily, and the lid fell to the ground and turned in circles.

The rice ball was obviously frightened by the pot lid, turned around and ran to the balcony and yelled at the living room, the back of the rice ball suddenly brightened, the fluff all over the body was white in the light, and the whole body was inlaid with a halo, the sacredness of Tema. Wu Dao was dumbfounded, and screamed: Fantuan, your sister, you have turned on all the voice-activated lights in the opposite building!!

The rice balls were still screaming, Wu Dao grabbed the pot lid and threw it towards the rice ball, bang, the rice ball suddenly quieted down, and only heard the sound of the pot lid rolling on the ground. When the lid of the pot was last sounded and slammed upside down on the ground, Wu Dao heard the sound of the door being scratched and the sound of low roars around him.

Wu Dao calmed down at this time, got up, walked to the balcony, saw the innocent face of the rice ball, smiled bitterly, touched the head of the rice ball, and said: You dog thing. Then I saw the figure of the building on the opposite side shaking, and all the zombies were alarmed. There were a few zombies standing on the balcony next to them, dangling their claws at Wu Dao and Fantuan through the protective fence, desperately squeezing in this direction.

The zombie in the next building struggled hard to reach its claws, its center of gravity was unstable, and with a bang, it tumbled off the balcony and turned face to the ground. The blood stains on the floor tiles downstairs were like Zou Ju. Is this okay? Wu Dao was stunned, if he didn't take the blade, I would have killed a zombie? Wu Dao laughed and shouted at the building monster opposite: Come on, come on. Grandpa is here, all here. Fall to your shit. The rice ball also screamed arrogantly twice.

Not to mention. There were a few zombies who fell off the fence and fell downstairs. But the group of zombies downstairs obviously gathered towards the building where Wu Dao was. Wu Dao was dumbfounded, how could he be the same as the rice ball, too 2.

Wu Dao walked to the door and observed the lower door, fortunately, the door was very strong, and the zombies couldn't break through for the time being. Now you need to control the volume to prevent the zombies from coming to you. Wu Dao pondered, feeling that something was wrong. Wu Dao tilted his head and walked to the balcony, listening quietly, there were low roars and wheezing sounds of zombies all around, mixed with noisy exhalations like asthma patients, it should be zombies with their throats torn.

Wu Dao squatted down with a frustrated face, confirmed. The commotion just now. Except for the sound of zombies, there was not a single cry of a living person. There are no living people in this residential area. Tomorrow we have to start preparing to collect supplies from the surrounding floors, and the zombies at the door must be dealt with. What is the best way to deal with zombies? Wu Dao wiped his body indiscriminately, put on his clothes, and lay on the sofa thinking.

Wu Dao picked up the lid of the pot, tied a scarf around his mouth, and held a Tibetan knife. I looked down through the cat's eye. It's quiet, the zombies aren't there outside. Wu Dao held the lid of the pot in his left hand to block the door, and slowly opened the door, the door panel was full of scratches, and there was indeed nothing outside. Wu Dao covered the door and crept to search the entire 16th floor, the neighbors' doors were locked, and the zombies should have come up from the fire escape stairs, and the fire escape must be closed. Wu Dao grabbed the door of the fire escape and pulled hard. It seems to be stuck. Put down the knife and push open the fire door vigorously the stairwell is safe wu dao probe stretched out half of his body to see what is stuck on the side of the door. There was nothing by the door, there was something wet dripping on Wu Dao's neck, Wu Dao suddenly froze, and his mind was churning with fragments of alien shapes, wouldn't it be so bloody, Wu Dao said, looking up stiffly. A zombie crawled upside down on the fire door, face to face with Wu Dao, stretched out his tongue and licked Wu Dao's face, Wu Dao screamed, and slapped the zombie in the face.

Wu Dao woke up from a dream, watched the rice ball hit the coffee table, and was in a trance, this is the feeling of escaping from death? The rice ball twisted and escaped from Wu Dao's claws, pressed down towards the door, raised his buttocks, and made an attack posture, Wu Dao twisted his face, the color on that face changed wonderfully, there was a piercing scratching sound from the door, the walls next to the door were full of cracks, and the black shadow flickered under the crack of the door, and it was felt that more than 1 zombie had gathered at the door.

Oh no! Lao Tzu is going to stop cooking!

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