Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

Perhaps the screams were too shrill, and many people who were still sleeping were woken up.

Lights were turned on in several households on the dark floor.

The residents living on the first floor were a little impatient. They finally got the chance to sleep in on Saturday, but ended up being disturbed.

He walked to the window in his slippers, sleepy-eyed, pulled open the curtains, and pushed open the window which was only slightly open.

"What are you yelling about so early in the morning? Can't you let me sleep?"

Half asleep and half awake, the residents on the first floor saw two figures overlapping.

Could it be that someone is doing something bad in broad daylight?

The resident on the first floor was frightened and tried hard to recall what woke him up, which seemed to be a woman's scream.

I saw that the woman was struggling before, but now she is motionless.

The man swallowed hard. Was he running into a murder scene?

His blood froze, and when he saw the figure attracted by his yell, he was so scared that he closed the window and pulled the curtains, just like a turtle that shrinks into its solid shell when it is afraid.

The man who drew the curtains did not notice the "assailant's" twisted and strange walking posture, or that the woman who was lying motionless on the ground crawled up stiffly.

Call the police!

Yes, yes, yes, he must call the police immediately!

The man took a deep breath, rummaged around on the bed, found his cell phone, and tremblingly called the police.

"The number you dialed is currently busy, please try again later..."

Why is the police line still busy?

The man was a little unconvinced and called the police again, but he heard the same voice again.

The man who worked overtime last night and only slept for less than four or five hours is now fully awake.

Something is wrong.

A murder happened near his home, but it's impossible that murders happened all over the world.

The man tiptoed back to the window and quietly lifted a corner of the curtain.

What came into view was a bloody mouth. The man could clearly see the blood hanging on the sharp teeth, and the scarlet blood mixed with saliva slid down the purple-black corners of the mouth.

The "murderer"'s face was pressed against the glass, his eyes were dark, his nails were sharp, and he was making a "ho ho" sound like a beast.

The transparent glass was now covered with bloodstains of varying depths.

The man was frightened to the point of nearly having a cardiac arrest. Based on his years of experience watching movies, he knew that what he saw was a living zombie.

The zombies outside the window were tireless, pounding the glass with their heads and hands.

The man immediately left the bedroom and went to the living room.

Suddenly, there were screams from upstairs, followed by the chaotic sounds of various furniture breaking, and finally, everything returned to calm.

The man slumped to the ground, falling into deep despair.

The end is coming.

It was noon and Jiang Jiang, who had a good sleep, opened his eyes and looked at his phone. It was already past ten o'clock.

She turned on the Do Not Disturb mode before going to bed last night. When she opened her phone this time, she received countless messages from the federal government to appease the people, emergency news from major headlines, and a few greetings from former colleagues and leaders, but there was no greeting from Yao Tian.

It seems that he is not worried at all about his girlfriend who is on a "business trip" and whose whereabouts are unknown.

Jiang Jiang threw his phone on the bed, opened the curtains, and the warm autumn sunlight rushed to fill the entire bedroom.

Jiang Jiang stretched comfortably and felt that the soundproof wall was placed at the right place. The noise outside could not disturb her, and what she did at home would not attract other people's attention.

I went to the kitchen to make a bowl of fruit oatmeal and took out two buns from the space.

After finishing breakfast, Jiang Jiang was not idle either. She planned to find something to do before the water and electricity were cut off.

She first placed the two large foam boxes that the boss gave her when she went to the market to buy vegetables on the balcony.

One box is filled with onions, and the other box is filled with leeks, all of which are green and full of vitality.

Seeing that a batch of leeks could be harvested first, Jiang Jiang made a temporary decision to make some leek and pork dumplings today.

Then, Jiang Jiang took out several extra-large foldable plastic buckets and filled them one by one.

Five oversized buckets completely filled up another bedroom and bathroom.

If it is only used as drinking water, it will be enough for Jiang Jiang to drink for one or two years, and can also be used for washing occasionally.

After finishing the work of fetching water, Jiang Jiang turned on his mobile phone and connected it to the TV on time to watch an exclusive reality show. At the same time, he took out a big durian from the space, put on disposable gloves, and manually opened the durian to pass the time.

Unit 5, 21st floor, Huiming Community.

Li Cuihua, who was used to getting up early, couldn't fall asleep before seven o'clock. She got up early and began to pack the things she brought last night.

Two clucking old hens, a duck, a bag of freshly harvested rice and two handfuls of noodles given by the villagers.

Since Yao Tian's father passed away, the family's land has been rented out to others, and Li Cuihua only occasionally raises chickens and ducks at home.

After the autumn harvest every year, the people who rented her land would pay her 200 yuan per mu of land plus a bag of new rice.

Li Cuihua knew that Yao Tian had been picky about food since he was young and liked to eat new rice. Since he was going to the city, she brought it from far away.

Seeing that it was pitch black outside, Li Cuihua gave up the idea of ​​going out to buy breakfast. She was unfamiliar with the place and couldn't find the way. Secondly, she also knew that eating out was expensive, so she decided to cook something for herself.

Li Cuihua opened the refrigerator and saw only two bottles of cold beer in the fresh-keeping room. She frowned and opened the freezer. It was even emptier, with only a few of the cheapest ice creams. She didn't know how long they had been frozen and whether they were still edible.

When there is no food at home, you don’t know how to stock up. Do you have to eat out for every meal?

Li Cuihua slandered Lin Ziqi in her heart, saying that he was shameless, couldn't cook and didn't do housework. Did she want his son Yao Tian to serve him?

She didn't know that even Yao Tian had only moved in a day or two ago and had no time to check what was in the refrigerator. As for Lin Ziqi, she had no idea.

Jiang Jiang would not leave them much food, but there were some seasonings.

A small bottle of oil, a small bottle of soy sauce and vinegar, and a small bag of salt.

Lin Cuihua filled a pot with water and planned to cook some noodles in the morning.

Just as she was lamenting the convenience of the gas stove, bursts of screams rang out one after another.

Everything around, upstairs and downstairs, seemed to be in chaos.

Li Cuihua's heart skipped a beat. When she saw the food she had brought, for some reason, she secretly took out most of the rice from another bag, took a handful of noodles, and hid them in her bedroom.

Then, she began to knock on Yao Tian's bedroom door anxiously and crying loudly.

"Son! Come out and see what's going on outside?!"

The banging on the door woke up Yao Tian and Lin Ziqi in the room.

Yao Tian rubbed his eyes and opened the door impatiently.

"Mom, Ziqi and I slept late last night. Why are you calling me so early in the morning?"

In a panic, Li Cuihua grabbed her son's hand, led him to the door, pointed at the peephole on the door, and motioned for him to look for himself.

Yao Tian didn't understand and looked through the cat's eye.

There was only a pool of blood that had not yet dried in the dim and narrow corridor.

Li Cuihua was not paying attention and Yao Tian opened the door directly, and a strong smell of blood hit her face.

Only then did the two of them clearly see that there was not only bloodstains in the corridor, but also a severed hand in the corner.

The blood spurting out from the wall was slowly flowing down the wall to the ground.

The creaking sound of the door opening was particularly ear-piercing.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sound-controlled light on the ceiling came on, and a figure appeared around the corner of the corridor.