Zombie Crisis: Survival comes first

"Some paper. I guess we don't have much toilet paper. I'll pick some up and take them back." Lao Cheng handed it over and said, "It's a little dirty. Just go back and wash it and dry it."

"There are a lot of these things. Be careful not to bring back any that have been contaminated by zombies." Dazhuang glanced at them, then turned around and left.

Lao Cheng said with a smile: "Don't worry, our eyes are very powerful!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two began to search other stores.

Just now Dazhuang thought it was something to eat, but it turned out to be paper.

When the apocalypse first broke out, he was worried that he would have to find leaves to wipe his butt. However, as time went by, Dazhuang felt that he had really thought too much.

Let’s not talk about the quantity of goods in supermarkets in various cities. Just take the houses where other people live as an example. The most common thing Dazhuang found when searching for food was paper.

When those people first fled for their lives, they didn't bother to take this thing with them. Basically, several loads of rolling paper could be found in every house, but this thing couldn't be used to pad the stomach, and it was bulky. It is not suitable for escaping.

So when he searched for supplies later, he usually didn't look for paper much. Anyway, he just had enough for himself and his little sister for daily use.

Later, when I met Sister Feng, people in the community rarely brought back large quantities of these things when they went out to look for food. After all, if it affected their escape, it would be a huge loss.

Nowadays, everyone basically saves on using paper and does not deliberately go out to find it. As the same saying goes, food comes first and survival is the most important thing.

After all, the apocalypse has only started less than a year ago, and the shelf life of paper seems to be about 3 years, so it's not a big problem.

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After almost an hour, Dazhuang and Laocheng finally found the transparent tape, but they didn't find it in a shop, but in a stationery store opened in an alley.

The door was also broken down and most of the things inside were looted. However, unlike the convenience store, there were still quite a lot of things in the stationery store.

It was difficult to evacuate with too many things, so Dazhuang didn't take too much. He brought three large rolls of transparent glue and left after picking up a few small bottles of glue.

The two of them did not wander around, but returned directly along the original path. After all, getting lost in a county with so many zombies was really no joke.

Half an hour later, Dazhuang and Laocheng met Xiao Jiu and Moazi at the entrance of the parking building, but they looked a little embarrassed.

"Hey, what happened? Did it fall into the ash furnace?" Lao Cheng stepped forward, reached out and patted the ashes on the mouse's hair and clothes, and asked in surprise.

Dazhuang also helped Xiao Jiu pat the dust off his body and said seriously: "Is everything okay?"

Hearing this, Mouse smiled and shook his head: "It's a small problem. It was just blocked by a large number of zombies. In order to survive, they drilled a dog hole."

"Ah?" Lao Cheng was slightly startled: "What's going on in the dog cave?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiu patted the mud on his pants and explained: "We left from the back door of a hardware store, but a car parked in the box, which happened to block the road. I guess the owner of the car had also been there before. I had to crawl out of the trunk."

"Later, we had no choice. The wall was too high to climb, so we had to throw the iron bucket out and we drilled holes."

After finishing his words, Dazhuang turned around and saw the four barrels placed beside the car. He walked over and picked up one, looked at it, and asked, "Can this thing be filled with gasoline?"

"Yeah." After getting some rainwater from the pit on the ground, Xiao Jiu and Moazi washed the dust off their bodies and then walked over and said.

Then the four people came to the door area, sat on the buckets, and made oil bottles.

Fortunately, the hose was found first, in a trash can at the intersection. Dazhuang saw it directly as he passed by.

Although it is smelly and dirty, it is not used to collect water, so it doesn't matter.

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Five minutes later, four oil bottles were placed in front of the four people. Xiao Jiu first went to the puddle outside to pump water and checked. After confirming that it could be used normally, everyone began to split up.

But as time passed by, everyone began to feel a little depressed.

Lao Cheng came over with the thing and said: "No, Brother Xiao, this car is parked flat on the ground. It is not like before where you can park it halfway up the slope for easy smoking. The speed now is too slow."

After saying that, he lifted up the iron bucket and looked inside, and said depressedly: "Five cars only pumped out less than one-tenth, and some cars couldn't start at all. I couldn't even open the gas tank cap."

Hearing this, Dazhuang raised his head and shouted: "Okay, what are you doing with your mother-in-law and mother-in-law? You come to my car to smoke, and I will start the others."

While they were talking, Mouse stood in the area leading to the parking lot on the second floor and shouted: "Come here, many cars here have keys!"

Then the three of them approached. Dazhuang looked at the entrance area, frowned and said, "It's a pity that there are too many abandoned cars blocked there, otherwise we could have left with these cars."

"Yes, Brother Dazhuang is right. This car is parked here and still has more than half of its fuel, but it is blocked." Mouse got into the driver's seat and glanced at the dashboard, then turned his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hurry up, it's getting dark." Xiao Jiu walked toward other cars and saw the keys in the car through the car window. He then used the old method of finding rotten clothes on the ground and pressing them against the car window, and then smashed them directly with his elbow. Broken glass, open the door from the inside.

Soon there was no sound in the parking building. Everyone was immersed in pumping gasoline. Occasionally, zombies would continue to wander in.

Every time, Lao Cheng went to clean up, but the frequency of coming in was too high, so Xiao Jiu asked him to stop what he was doing and concentrate on dealing with zombies.

It was almost [-] o'clock in the evening. The four people had checked all the cars on both floors. Only one-third of the cars could be started by rubbing the lines. The rest were blocked in the exit area, and the owners abandoned the cars and fled. of those.

After another ten minutes, everyone carried their own oil drums back to the first floor below and carefully gathered them together.

"OK, two barrels of oil should be enough for us to travel." Xiao Jiu took off the cloth covering his mouth and nose and said after breathing a sigh of relief.

The other three people also took off their masks and let out a sigh of relief.

"Made, the smell of gasoline is so disgusting if I smell it for a long time, I'm going to vomit." The mouse threw the cloth on the ground and fanned it with his hand.

"Haha, in comparison, I think the smell of paint is more disgusting." Dazhuang smiled, carrying gasoline and walking towards the cars they were sure to drive away.

After putting it away, Xiao Jiu and everyone else pushed the car towards other cars.

In this way, by pressing the broken glass side against other cars, they can hide inside and rest at night without having to worry about zombies suddenly attacking.