After entering the book, I took the heroine's space and lived in the end of the world

The maid nodded quickly and went to deal with Su Yao's body tremblingly.

Lin Kai put the software in the rain to wash it, wiped it clean with a towel, put it back to his waist, then turned around and went back into the house as if nothing had happened.

When Lady Lin Guogong learned about the situation, she hurried to find Lin Kai and said, "Son, at most you can just divorce her. Why did you kill her? How are we going to explain this to the Su family?"

Lin Kai drank a sip of tea, sighed comfortably, and said, "Mother, don't worry. Who said I killed her? She was clearly taking food to the Su family, and was eaten by zombies on the way."

Lady Lin Guogong heard what Lin Kai said, her brows still furrowed: "But the Su family is not easy to fool. What should we do if they become suspicious?"

Lin Kai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile: "Don't worry, mother, the world is in chaos now, zombies are rampant, and it is normal for someone to die. Even if the Su family has suspicions, they have no evidence.

Besides, the Su family is having a hard time protecting themselves now, so how can they care about Su Yao's life or death?"

Lady Lin, the Duke's wife, sighed: "That being said, it is still an additional trouble. We should be more cautious in the future and not be so impulsive. No, I have to get rid of that maid as well." After that, she turned and left, and began to make arrangements to deal with the maid.

The heavy rain lasted for a full half month before it became much lighter. During this half month of heavy rain, the fate of the zombies and the surviving people changed dramatically.

As the rain continued to pour, water began to accumulate on the ground, which soon turned into a flood. What was even worse was that the river embankments in some places collapsed, causing the flood to rush like a wild beast, leaving a mess wherever it went.

For the zombies, their original keen sense of living life also became blurred in this chaotic flood, making them even more anxious and restless, and they would let out terrifying roars from time to time.

They were already slow to move, and it was even harder for them to move in the water. Most of the zombies were knocked around by the current, and some were even swept into the rapids and disappeared.

There were also some zombies gathered in higher places, making creepy roars.

A small number of zombies were still struggling in the water, looking for prey. After being soaked in the water for many days, their bodies began to show signs of accelerated decay, emitting bursts of foul odor.

The surviving people were even more miserable. They had just survived the drought when the flood came. The flood would have been fine, but the rain kept falling.

As a result, the flood is almost reaching the roofs. Before, they prayed for rain to come soon every day, but now they pray for the rain to stop soon every day.

As for the imperial court, they no longer had any hope in it, because everyone was busy taking care of themselves and no one could spare the energy to save others.

Now the surviving people are hiding on the roofs of their houses or high places with knives in their hands, and then they keep their eyes fixed on the zombies in the water and the people around them who may pounce on them at any time.

Although the water problem has been solved, the food problem has not been solved yet, so we can only continue to live on the survival of the fittest.

Most of the people on the roofs and high places were men. As for the elderly, children, and women, they were rarely seen. They were either washed away by the flood or became food for the zombies and their companions.

Although those surviving men temporarily saved their lives, they were always facing the double torture of hunger and danger.

They stood on the roofs and high places, looking at the land ravaged by the flood, their hearts filled with confusion and fear.

The once familiar homeland has now become a ruin, with collapsed houses and floating debris everywhere.

The smelly zombies and the eaten bones were still wandering in the water or in the corners, becoming an indelible shadow in their hearts.

As time went by, hunger and fatigue began to erode everyone's body and mind. Some men also became weak due to long-term hunger and fatigue.

So they gradually turned their eyes to their companions not far away. In fact, everyone knew that if they kept going, the bloodstained knives in their hands would eventually swing at each other.

They don't want to do this in their hearts, but if they don't do it they will starve to death, and no one wants to die.

In this situation, they usually pick the thinner ones among the group, because even though they don't have much meat on them, they still have a better chance of winning.

In this suffocating and tense atmosphere, everyone's heartbeat seemed to be clearly audible. Those skinny men who were regarded as targets looked at their companions' flickering and excited eyes in horror, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

One of the men, who was skinny and bony, couldn't stand the greedy looks from the crowd.

He screamed in horror: "You can't do this to me. You ate my wife yesterday. If you want to eat her, you should find someone else."

His scream was particularly shrill and tiny, and did not arouse the sympathy of the crowd. The men were only slightly startled, and then the greed in their eyes became even stronger.

A big bearded man said coldly, "So what? In this world, it's either you or me. Your wife is gone, so you should be next."

Another man with slightly red eyes chuckled and said, "Hehehe...you don't have to be angry. After all, a family should be together. We are here to help you. Don't let your wife wait too long."

The thin man slumped on the ground in despair, tears and dirt rolling down his face.

Just as everyone was about to attack the thin man, suddenly a loud roar was heard from a distance.

That was the unique cry of zombies. Everyone became alert instantly, and they all clenched their knives and looked nervously in the direction where the sound came from.

They saw a group of zombies slowly moving towards them. The sheer number of them was terrifying.

Although the flow of the flood would wash away the zombies, the scream of the thin man just now made the zombies struggle and swim towards the men.

The men's hearts tightened and they no longer cared about the internal fight. They quickly formed a circle with their backs to each other, tightly gripping their weapons and watching the zombies' every move vigilantly, thinking that they would chop off the zombies' heads as soon as they got close.

The bearded man became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He turned around and slapped the skinny man. "Damn it, you're the one who attracted them here. You're going to die anyway, so why don't you just lead them away?"

The thin man was hit by the slap and saw stars in his eyes. A red palm print instantly appeared on his face. He looked at the bearded man with grief and anger, his heart filled with despair and anger.

"No! I won't go! I have already lost my wife and children, and now you want me to die." The thin man cried.