My perfect apocalyptic life

"Roar!"

In front of the cart, a zombie spotted Meng Xu and ran towards him happily. Meng Xu could even see the saliva from the corners of the zombie's mouth and the flesh and blood hanging from its teeth.

Of course, the half-torn cheeks could not be ignored. Half of the flesh and blood hanging from the mouth was really disgusting.

It was really ugly.

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Meng Xu sighed in his heart, then took a deep breath and tried to serve with a smile: "Hello, sir, are you here to eat chicken steak? How many servings do you want?"

"Roar!"

The zombie ignored Meng Xu and roared directly.

Seeing this, Meng Xu yawned and pulled the rope. The zombie Li Xiang, who was no longer human, was pulled in front of him and blocked the zombie's path.

This collision instantly made the zombie Li Xiang furious!

"Roar!"

Li Xiang roared, stretched out his strong arm, and grabbed it directly, instantly pulling off the zombie's arm. Then he tore it hard and the other arm was gone.

Violence, too violent!

Meng Xu sighed.

After becoming a zombie, Li Xiang's strength was enhanced many times.

To be fair.

Meng Xu couldn't tear off a person's arm by tearing it.

Fortunately, Li Xiang's favorability had become negative 100 before he died, otherwise it would be Meng Xu's turn to worry about Li Xiang's strength.

Meng Xu had a headache, so he pulled the rope in his hand and pulled Li Xiang back: "Okay, okay, it's done."

Zombie Li Xiang seemed to be a little unwilling, but was restrained by Meng Xu, so he could only roar helplessly twice and continue to "stand guard" on the side, his eyes red.

Meng Xu stepped forward, looked at the zombie whose two arms had been torn, laughed, took out a small stool from the snack cart, and then put it in front of the zombie's head, then reached out and fumbled in the zombie's pocket.

After groping for a while, Meng Xu's face changed instantly: "Why are you here without money?!"

After that, he raised the wrench in his hand, slammed it twice, and smashed his head, then snorted coldly: "I thought you were here for business!"

After that, Meng Xu continued to push the cart, driving Li Xiang, and headed towards the community where he had rented before.

The reason why he didn't go to the Civic Center was also very simple.

The main road was overturned and blocked by cars everywhere. It was very inconvenient to move with Li Xiang and the cart, and it was easy to fail to sell the fried chicken chops.

So Meng Xu planned to take a slow approach and use up the 300 fried chicken chops in the community before going to the Civic Center.

After all, the old community is in a good location and is not easily besieged by a dozen or twenty zombies... Although Meng Xu didn't seem to be worried at the moment, he had never experienced it, so he was still on the safe side.

And there are definitely 300 people in the community.

Even if there are not, it's okay.

Aren't there other buildings around the community?

The East Country has everything except people.

Thinking of this, Meng Xu suddenly thought of another big country in the East, the legendary Tianzhu.

Oh my god, it's hard to imagine the situation in Tianzhu.

Meng Xu took a breath.

But now, it doesn't matter to him much.

Following the way he came, Meng Xu was familiar with it, because he had basically cleaned it up when he came here, but there were still some zombies wandering around. Meng Xu did not hesitate at all and went straight forward to force them to make a fried chicken steak deal and get a certain amount of money.

"Roar!"

A young zombie jumped out from behind the green trash can, with its fangs and claws bared, and its gray eyes revealed a dead look.

Meng Xu was not afraid at all when he saw this. He was used to it. He even smiled and said to the young zombie: "Hello, Peace and Order Chicken Steak, 10 yuan per serving, thank you!"

Meng Xu swung the baseball bat and served with a smile. He controlled the strength and knocked down the zombie. He immediately touched the money. When he opened his pocket and saw a twenty-denomination banknote, he smiled happily and took out two fried chicken chops and forced them into the zombie's mouth: "Sir, your chicken chops are ready. You eat them, give them to me!"

Until the fried chicken chops turned into chicken paste and were filled to the brim.

A small gilded character appeared in front of Meng Xu.

[Sold successfully, current progress: 17/300]

Meng Xu sighed deeply.

How come people nowadays don't bring money when they go out? Zombies are the same. They don't bring money when they go out. It's really chilling.

Pushing the cart, Meng Xu yawned, and suddenly saw a 'rotating hot pot' shop not far away, which seemed to reflect some light.

"Huh?"

Meng Xu was stunned, and when he looked closely, he seemed to see several sneaky figures hiding there.

"There are people!"

Meng Xu was instantly surprised.

Good, good!

So, Meng Xu did not hesitate, and pushed the cart directly and moved forward.

"Roar!"

A zombie on the side of the road saw Meng Xu and rushed over happily, and Meng Xu did not hesitate at all, and directly picked up the baseball bat and hit it with a stick, and instantly the brains were scattered all over the ground.

Without stopping at all, he went straight to the direction of the 'rotating hot pot' shop!

Zombies?

A group of poor ghosts!

It's better to be a modern person who can scan the code!

Meng Xu was very happy. While pushing the trolley, he shouted: "Fried chicken steak! Big and crispy fried chicken steak, sweet and delicious, super high in calories, a must-have for survival in the apocalypse!"

He couldn't wait to sell out everything.

well.

If it weren't for the fact that they were forced to make a living and work hard to make money, who would be willing to sell fried chicken steaks in a zombie apocalypse environment?

…

"Look, is that the lunatic who left this morning? It's strange, why did he go out and come back with a stroller?"

In a small hot pot restaurant, a man who looked to be in his forties pushed up his glasses and squatted under the table. Looking at Meng Xu's figure, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He immediately patted a waitress in her twenties next to her. Asked.

After hearing the man's words, the waitress immediately turned her head and looked at the scene outside the door. She happened to see Meng Xu pushing the snack cart towards her, and was stunned: "It's him, why did he... push it?" Come over to a food stall?"

Suddenly, the man seemed to see something, and his expression gradually became a little frightened. He shouted in shock: "Zhao Jing, something is not right!"

The man's words startled 'Zhao Jing'. She immediately covered the man's mouth and whispered: "Keep your voice down! If we attract those zombies, we will all die!"

"No, no, no, no!"

The man's eyes were horrified and he was a little incoherent: "Look at the zombie tied behind his food truck!"

"ah?"

When Zhao Jing heard this, she was stunned.

She took a closer look, and her hands and feet were instantly cold, and her whole body was stunned.

It’s really a zombie!

Why didn't the zombies bite him?

Zhao Jing's mind went blank.

"He's coming towards us!"

The man was a little anxious. He picked up the kitchen knife that was used to chop vegetables. He was extremely frightened: "What should I do? What should I do?!"

"Go and call everyone here, if..."

Before the man could finish his words, he saw a zombie rushing towards Meng Xu, but Meng Xu smashed his head with a stick, and blood instantly exploded all over the floor.

Seeing this scene, the man was instantly speechless.

Then, a trace of despair emerged in his heart: "Does he want to feed us all to his zombie pets?"

The desperate man had already begun to imagine his future ending, and could only watch as Meng Xu approached them step by step.

Finally, he saw Meng Xu come to the door of the small hot pot restaurant, stretched out his hand, and knocked on the glass very politely.

If you ignore Meng Xu's white sportswear that has been dyed red and the blood stains on his face that have not yet been wiped off, Meng Xu looks like a normal guest coming to eat.

"Hello, as you can see, I am the owner of a food stall. Do you want to eat fried chicken steak? It costs ten yuan a piece, and each person can only buy five pieces~"