Zombie Cultivation Rules

In front of the two elders, "This is what I went in just now... I don't know how it was made. You also know this thing. It was transferred to me at a low price when a buddy had an accident. Back then, you said I was a prodigal." ..." After picking up such a junk thing, I came back.Feng Dasheng silently swallowed these words into his stomach, in fact, he is a little shy now, cough cough.Seeing that the two elders were waiting for him to finish speaking, Feng Dasheng didn't try to be mysterious anymore, "I didn't know at first, whether the thing in it appeared two or three months ago... I don't know how it appeared. Nothing, I thought it was just a mobile warehouse, so I didn't say anything."

Faced with the fact that his family didn't need to hide anything, Feng Dasheng himself was also confused, and explained this thing clearly. It can't move people in, but it always gives people a sense of comfort. At least, this thing's safety function is comparable to that of a refrigerator. It’s too strong—it doesn’t consume power, doesn’t take up space, doesn’t care about the weight, and its freshness preservation ability is much stronger than that of a refrigerator.

Feng Dasheng also couldn't explain things clearly, and the two elders couldn't make him say more.It's just that after seeing the usefulness and function of this thing with my own eyes, after being surprised at the beginning, the rest is only luck and worry.

No matter what, the son has this thing, at least when the danger comes, at least his life can be saved.Worried—what about the other pair of children?The palms and backs of the hands were full of meat, one piece of meat was saved, but the rest was bloody and bloody. The two elders silently helped to transport the things into the space. The cooled rice was packed in plastic bags and put into the space, and buckets of water were also poured into the space. Mileage.By the way, Feng Dasheng threw out all the meat that had been placed in the space before, and asked Feng's mother to deal with it. Feng's mother did not say a word and cooperated with the younger sister.He was so busy until it got dark again, and the zombies gathered in every corner again. Feng Daling was afraid that the fire would attract the attention of the zombies, so the Feng family stopped all movements, and each went back to the bedroom to rest. Only Feng Dasheng was left. Space to put things.

The hard work during the day was not in vain, the food in the space piled up in strands, like a small food processing factory.Feng Dasheng originally wanted to pour the water directly into the creek.But when the first bucket of water went down, the creek was neither deep nor shallow. Feng Dasheng knew that he was too careful, but he still didn't dare to fool him. He dug a small hole the size of two people with iron sheets on the soft ground near the creek. After stepping on it firmly with soil, a small ditch was dug along the periphery of the creek to guide the water into the small pit.

I kept two buckets at home as spares, and two buckets were placed in the space to hold water, the washbasin was used to catch water, and the towels were tied to the faucet, so I didn’t dare to make a sound.

After two days of such days, the number of zombies downstairs seems to be gradually decreasing.Feng Dasheng originally wanted to use his mobile phone to communicate with the outside world, but it seems that the network system of the mobile phone has also been damaged. The original fast network speed of the machine is like a snail, and the news that may be obtained after refreshing for an afternoon is just which cities have been infected again .At around four o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, there was a burst of intense gun battles outside the house. In the afternoon of the second day, someone gently knocked on the door of Feng's house.

Although the force used by the visitor may not be small, but the rhythmic knocking sound, accompanied by the greeting "Is anyone inside?" shouted, hurriedly moved away the objects in front of the door, and invited two heavily armed soldiers into the house even more excitedly than seeing Chairman Mao.

"Sir, please come in, please come in..." Feng's father welcomed them in graciously, and the two of them were not polite. A glass of cold water—as expected, the day after they boiled everything down to cooked food, the gas was also turned off.

The two officers were very surprised that the family still had extra water to entertain them. Since the army stormed some cities with artillery fire yesterday, they were assigned to appease the people as quickly as possible. The products of the times have given everyone a life-saving straw.Every time they knock on the door of a household, it means that they must first inform the army that they have been stationed, and then explain where they need to go to receive relief food. The army has limited pen and ink, and printing such things has become a luxury.When the family thanked Dade for sending them away, they knocked on another door and continued their mission.

The whole body's equipment and configured weapons are to prevent the remaining zombies from lurking.

Unexpectedly, there is still water to drink and dry rice to eat. Although they are not hungry, they are always surprised.

"My eldest son has always been cautious. When the infectious disease first started, he was nervous and made a lot of preparations. On the day of the accident, without him, we would not have been able to keep so many things." Mother Feng explained lightly, But still very nervous.The officer himself was only a little surprised by the calm handling of the family in times of crisis. Seeing Feng's mother's more natural explanation, he believed most of it.

"Auntie, thank you." The officer who entered the door politely returned the cup to Mother Feng, "We are here to tell you good news. The government army has roughly controlled the southern part of City A. But you still have to be careful in your usual activities, except for necessary activities, it is better to stay at home to be safer."

"The other thing is about food. If you still have food at home, but you don't have a fire, you can go to the canteen of a state-owned enterprise not far from here to borrow fire to cook. If you don't have any food, you can apply for relief food and wait for the relevant department to verify it. You can receive a little food every day." The officer smiled, looked straight at Feng's kitchen, and said with a smile, "But looking at your house, aunt, I'm afraid you don't even need a fire."

The author has something to say: Space can’t bring people in... let’s go with the police uncle~~

7. Capture...

After the officer left, the Feng family seemed to be reassured and relaxed like never before.However, I heard that the areas outside Nancheng hadn't cleaned up the zombies. Occasionally, a few newly infected zombies could be seen in Nancheng. The Feng family thought it over and over again, and finally decided that it was better not to go out.

Their food is definitely enough in the near future. Although the army has liberated Nancheng, there are still a small number of people in the city who are constantly infected. If you run into zombies or get infected just to eat hot food, don’t regret it. .

But Feng Dasheng insisted on going out because his phone was out of battery.

Not only him, but the electric current in the mobile phone of the handsome and the younger sister is about to run out, and the mobile phone bill gift machine for Mom and Dad has already shut down because of insufficient power.Now Nancheng has not restored the power supply, the whole city is like being in an oven, the network communication has not been repaired, the computer and TV are not working at all, only the mobile phone can barely receive the messages from the outside - just relying on the government's daily broadcast How can news be enough?

Of all the family members, only he has a space that can be used at critical times.He was also worried about letting his parents and siblings go out. Although he was very nervous, he still had to go out confidently.

The outside of the house was much hotter than at home, and the scorching sun spread all over his body. He tried his best to go to the shaded place by the roadside, and his skin was still hot all over when he reached the charging concentration area of ​​the nearby library.

The charging site is extremely hot. Usually, someone’s mobile phone is unplugged and replaced by another person before it has been fully charged for 2 minutes. The fixed line on the other end is also crowded with people.Everyone has relatives to worry about, which is also reasonable, but - Feng Dasheng put his hands back into his pocket, there are five mobile phones in it, don't be beaten to death as soon as he plugs them in.

Anyway, there were a lot of people, so Feng Dasheng picked a place where there were few people and sat down, waiting for people to leave.

Seeing people coming and going, the time passed so quickly. In a blink of an eye, it was dark. The people in the hall started to disperse as early as when the sky was just getting dark, and waited until it was completely dark. , Feng Dasheng's five mobile phones are already full.

A person who looked like a staff member next to him teased him, "Are you still playing with your phone at this time?"

This person is also telling the truth, the smart phone consumes power, and the standby time is really not long, and three of the five he bought at once are smart phones, no wonder others think wrong.After thinking about it, Feng Dasheng still didn't explain, Feng Dasheng smiled, "Isn't it because I'm afraid that I'll be bored before I die?" The man looked to be in his 40s, and hearing Feng Dasheng say this, there was a trace of contempt in his eyes, "God It's dark, be careful when you go home, don't play on the road."

Feng Dasheng nodded.

The road home was very quiet, except for some necessary patrolling troops, and the uniform footsteps sounded rhythmically. In order not to be shot to death as a zombie, Feng Dasheng kept smiling and saying hello to everyone he met along the way— —Even if the visitor couldn't see, Feng Dasheng's face froze when he got to the bottom of the corridor.

The stainless steel anti-theft door under the building was smashed to pieces by zombies, making it inconvenient for people to get in and out, so it was simply demolished.At the entrance of the corridor, Feng Dasheng was afraid of being tripped, so he extravagantly took out his mobile phone to illuminate it, the dim screen light was always enough for Feng Dasheng to go upstairs.

The faint light moved, and suddenly, a piece protruded from the flat ground. Feng Dasheng was startled, and subconsciously turned his head and ran away.As a result, just before he ran two steps, there was a sudden groaning sound from the corner of the corridor.

At this time, there was no one around, and the intermittent moaning was like a last hopeless lament, Feng Dasheng could clearly feel that the man's moaning sound became weaker and weaker, from a slight vibration at the beginning to a broken one afterward Notes, Feng Dasheng hit his hair with a hammer