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

The loud noise attracted the zombies' attention for a few seconds, and then they began to chase the living humans.

The middle-aged man's face was filled with anxiety. The people in the third car did not look back curiously, but just ran forward as hard as they could, faster and faster.

"boom!"

"Bang! Bang!"

One after another, black bags fell from the sky. Some hit the zombies' heads and exploded them directly, while others hit the ground with a dull sound.

The bag broke and fresh durian shells rolled out.

Just after the last person ran into Unit 3, the middle-aged man immediately closed the iron gate, locking the group of zombies outside.

Everyone collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. Xiao Zong's heart was beating very fast. He had not yet recovered from the fear of almost being bitten by a zombie.

After resting for a while, everyone noticed the durian shells all over the ground outside. It must be that the residents upstairs saw them in danger and threw things down to attract the zombies' attention.

I don’t know which level of kind-hearted people they are. They were in a hurry just now and didn’t see clearly.

After two minutes of pause, the middle-aged man asked everyone to go upstairs together. According to information from his mother and wife, there were no zombies wandering around on the floor, but the roars of zombies could be heard in some of the rooms.

The middle-aged man picked up a baseball bat and called on the armed men to walk in front and at the back.

Fortunately, their bad luck had disappeared, and they did not encounter any zombies as they walked up the stairs.

When the residents of 15-2 heard the sound, they quietly opened the door. The old man burst into tears when he saw his son return safely, and the little girl rushed straight to her father.

If Jiang Jiang was there, she would definitely recognize that these were the grandmother and granddaughter she had met in the elevator before.

The old lady asked everyone to go inside and rest. Seeing that everyone was there, she whispered to her son, "Son, yesterday there was a sale at the supermarket near our house. I bought some rice and flour. I think they will last for a while."

The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up to the mother. However, they all carried large bags and brought back a lot of food. There would be no shortage of supplies in the short term.

The man's name is Sun Hui, a retired soldier who opened a security company near Jinyuan Community. Most of his colleagues are also retired comrades-in-arms. They happened to be in a meeting this morning, wanting to arrange the tasks for next month before the holiday began. Unexpectedly, they encountered a zombie outbreak, and they drove all the way back in a reckless manner.

Before leaving, they brought back all the holiday gifts that the company was going to give out, including candies, chocolates, drinks, self-heating hot pots, grains and oils...

Thinking of this, Sun Hui felt a little annoyed. There was still some food in the car that had not been taken down. He could only wait and see if there would be a chance later.

And the person who just helped them was the resident upstairs, and he also wanted to find that person to express his gratitude.

He remembered that there seemed to be two durians in the car. If he could get the supplies back later, he could give the durians to people to express his gratitude.

Sun Hui thought of the durian shells he had just seen all over the floor, and concluded that the resident must really love durian.

Jiang Jiang, a durian lover who lives on the 17th floor, just successfully cleared out the stock he had been peeling for the whole morning.

She was just thinking about helping within her ability, and deliberately threw durian shells into the pile of zombies.

The durian shell is heavy and big, and thrown from a height of 17 stories, so for the zombies, it is no less than knocking their heads off with a blunt object.

Jiang Jiang felt that his back must be very handsome. He waved his sleeves and left only durian shells on the ground.

Jiang Jiang didn't expect anyone to repay her, so when Sun Hui asked in the group who threw the durian shell, she didn't say anything.

After the daily routine, Jiang Jiang was in a good mood and planned to make something delicious in the evening to reward herself.

She took advantage of the few days when the Internet and power were not out to fully charge the dozens of large-capacity power banks she had stockpiled, and downloaded a lot of various videos on her mobile phone and IPAD, including entertainment TV series, movies, variety shows, wilderness survival knowledge, various medical first aid videos, and indispensable cooking instruction videos.

It is only the first day of the apocalypse, and every household has more or less food stored. It is normal for her to start a fire and cook. If it is in the middle or late stages, the smell of the food will bring unnecessary trouble.

Although he was not very hungry, Jiang Jiang still followed the video and fried a big pot of pickled pepper bullfrog. The leftovers could be stored in the space.

The aroma of pickled peppers spread in the sizzling white smoke. Jiang Jiang, who originally had no appetite, immediately started to salivate. After thinking about it, she used the pressure cooker to make another pot of porridge.

There are also dozens of large wooden barrels of rice in the space, enough for her to eat for a year or so. But in the morning or when the weather is hot in summer, Jiang Jiang likes to have a bowl of porridge with more rice soup, and some spicy side dishes, which is very appetizing.

In less than twenty minutes, a pot of hot white rice porridge is ready.

Jiang Jiang first scooped out a bowl and let it cool, then poured the rest into a large basin and put it into the space.

She plans to cook a pot of porridge every time she cooks in the future, so that it will be convenient when she goes out.

The same goes for pickled bullfrog. Serve in a small bowl and keep the rest in a space to keep it fresh.

Sucking on the spicy and delicious bullfrog, drinking a mouthful of hot porridge, and watching a funny variety show, Jiang Jiang may be the most optimistic and cheerful little girl in the entire community.

When night falls, darkness becomes the dominant color of the world.

Scattered lights in the community were turned on, like lighthouses vaguely visible in the distance in the turbulent deep sea, telling people that there is still life and hope.

At the same time, the home of the residents on the 15th floor was bustling with activity.

"Come on, come on, everyone eat more." Grandma Wang brought out two plates of freshly fried meat and greeted the group of young men.

Sun Tiantian was wearing a pink princess dress and sitting next to Sun Hui, eating her meal in small bites from a small bowl.

Sun Hui looked at his daughter beside him with affection. His wife died young due to illness, and as a grown man he could not help but fail to take good care of her sometimes. Fortunately he and his brothers returned safely today, otherwise he couldn't imagine what would have happened if he had been left with his mother and daughter.

Sun Hui gently stroked Sun Tiantian's soft hair and said in a gentle voice: "Tiantian, after dinner, come in and rest with grandma, okay? Dad and uncles have work to do."

Sun Tiantian nodded vigorously and gave Sun Hui a big smile.

"Dad, Tiantian is obedient. Can you take Tiantian to the amusement park in the future?"

Sun Hui paused and could only say: "If there is a chance in the future, Dad will take Tiantian with him."

When Grandma Wang saw that everyone had finished eating, she put all the dishes into the kitchen and took Tiantian back to the house.

The originally spacious living room suddenly became cramped after more than a dozen young men rushed in.

Sitting in the middle was Sun Hui, who looked very serious at the moment.

"Everyone, the worst and best times have arrived."