Apocalyptic home raises the demon god

"Of course," Zheng Ningyuan slowed down his tone, a smile appeared on his lips, and he instantly turned into the friendly little supermarket owner who made money: "If anyone wants to leave, I will never stop them. There are many people downstairs. People want a good car, you can choose one and leave."

In the end, these few people still stayed. Of course, it is very likely that they did not have the courage to leave.

Even though I don't like Zheng Ningyuan's behavior of taking advantage of others' danger, I still admire the strength of the three of them in cleaning up the zombies in the whole building. Compared with the zombies that are almost everywhere after going out, this building is temporarily safe and clean. The small building became a refuge they were reluctant to give up.

In addition to Sun Ping, the other two men are named Sun Xiaoshan and Fan Kai, and the two women are both in their 20s. The older one is called Lu Fang, and the younger one is called Ji Jie.

Zheng Ningyuan didn't care about this, the man gave out a pair of rubber gloves, and started from the top floor, throwing the corpses down, while the woman arranged to go to various households to collect edible things.

It is summer now, Jiangning City is a southern city, this season is already very hot, even if the vegetation is lush, it is difficult to block the ubiquitous heat.

When the zombie was able to move, it emitted a rancid smell from the inside out, and after being laid down for two or three days, the smell was simply indescribable.

Since this building is still in use, all the zombies must be cleared out. Let alone the smell, corpses have been a breeding ground for germs since ancient times. It would be bad if they were infected with the plague instead of dying under the claws of zombies. , he doesn't have many antibiotics.

The rotten corpses fell from a high place and hit the hardened road downstairs, like a rotten fruit full of juice. The foul-smelling liquid splashed everywhere, but because there were enough corpses, there were no piles of them. small bunch.

Zheng Ningyuan poured gasoline on the pile of corpses at the window on the second floor, lit the match and threw it down. The flames immediately rose to the height of two floors. Avoid the danger of having two eyes on top of your head.

Zheng Ningyuan turned his head to look, it was Wei.

"Thank you." Zheng Ningyuan smiled embarrassedly.

"Be careful." Wei Rarely asked.

He set Aunt Zhang’s body aside and burned it alone, as well as Xu Jing’s father’s. The zombies were forced by the heat of the fire to walk away and did not dare to approach. Zheng Ningyuan took the opportunity to let the nimble Fan Kai go out and collected two Jar of ashes, I will have an explanation to Shunzi later.

There are forty households in the building, but there is not much food collected. There are a lot of snacks, but the rice and noodles add up to less than 300 catties. There are some fruits and vegetables, but the weather is hot, some of them are already rotten and cannot be eaten, and the rest will soon rot. bad.

Zheng Ningyuan distributed all these things to everyone, and it is estimated that they can last for a while. He still doesn't like these things.

For a moment, the fire died down, and the corpse was burned into black ash. The wind suddenly picked up and carried it to the sky, forming a distorted black mist, like an unwilling and innocent soul.

Zhuang Yi twirled a cigarette in his hand, with a serious face, looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

Zheng Ningyuan patted him on the shoulder, reached out and lit the cigarette for him: "If you want to smoke, smoke it."

Zhuang Yi gave a wry smile, stuffed the cigarette into his mouth and took a deep puff: "I'm upset." After a pause, he added: "I don't usually smoke much, really."

"When is it? How can I still care about this with you?" Zheng Ningyuan put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall: "Zhuang Yi, no one knows how long he can live, whether he will die in the next moment, so , don’t be sad when you see anything, this day has changed.”

Zheng Ningyuan didn't like other people smoking, especially in his house, but both Song Jin and Zhuang Yi smoked, the difference was that Song Jin was unscrupulous, and Zhuang Yi was completely patient.

Zheng Ningyuan lowered his eyelids to cover the gloom in his eyes. I don't know if Song Jin is dead or not. Before the end of the world, he was sent to prison for embezzling company assets. There is not an easy place to get out, especially the end of the world.

Although he knew intellectually that Song Jin had hiccupped most of the time, he was always feeling uneasy in his heart. This kind of inexplicable emotion is called intuition.

If Song Jin survived by luck, it must be a big trouble to come out of a place like a prison. Zheng Ningyuan stared at the smoke lingering between Zhuang Yi's fingers, thinking so, he had to make some preparations.

Zhuang Yi chewed the sentence "No one knows how long they can live, whether they will die in the next moment" in his mouth, and the secret that was hidden in the deepest part of his heart was almost uncontrollable and he was about to say it out. He wants to ask Xiaoyuan, since tomorrow is impossible to look forward to, since the order has collapsed, and the rules and regulations have become chaotic, can he also hope that after he speaks, he can get happiness and joy, and can...not be rejected.

The smoke was lingering, and the smoke between Zhuang Yi's fingers had burned to the end, but neither of them noticed.

The endless billowing smoke squeezed into this small space, covering the expressions of the two of them. Both of them were stunned, because their minds were too heavy, and there was no expression on their faces.

Full of thoughts and no one to tell, I want to talk about it.

Zhuang Yi looked at Xiao Yuan with a blurred face, and a voice in his heart said: "Speak up, you will be happy if you say it."

Another voice was struggling desperately: "It can't be said, he treats you as a brother, if he says it, it will be Song Jin's end."

Just when he was about to be driven crazy by this entanglement, this hesitation, and this calculation of gains and losses, the door was pushed open, and the air brought in blew away the smoke that filled the room, and the two of them, like stone sculptures, fell in love with each other at once. Come alive and turn your head at the same time.

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"Dinner." Wei didn't even look at Zhuang Yi, but stared directly at Zheng Ningyuan.

Zheng Ningyuan instantly felt that Wei was like some kind of small animal he raised. When it was time to eat, he would wait with a rice bowl in his mouth, and would rush if he didn't eat.

So this inexplicable sense of joy rushed his sad and gloomy idea to the sky in an instant. Zheng Ningyuan stood up and threw the dark and dirty thoughts in his head into a corner for the time being, and made it for his pet first. dinner to go.

When passing by Zhuang Yi, Zheng Ningyuan patted him on the shoulder again, and said in a deep voice: "Zhuang Yi, you are the best brother in my life, don't think too much."

No matter how difficult and dangerous the last days are, just relying on the friendship in the previous life, he will never let him die first.

Zhuang Yi was stunned for a while, rubbed his face vigorously and followed, the best...brother?Surely he was right if he didn’t say it?

That's all, it's enough to stay by his side, watch him and protect him all the time.

It's just that there is always a trace of decadence and difficulty in walking, with indescribable sadness.

Dinner is still very rich, braised octopus, fried eggs, lion's head, garlic lettuce, after sharing the food, Xu Liang will not eat with them, now she lives with Ji Jie, Ji Jie also lost in this catastrophe After leaving her parents, she took good care of Xu Liang, who was like her younger sister.

When he picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat, Wei gave a barely noticeable meal, and then continued as if nothing had happened. Zheng Ningyuan was busy serving the meal, and Zhuang Yi was still immersed in a depressed mood and didn't know what to eat. No one noticed.

It wasn't until the meal was over, when Zheng Ningyuan cleaned up the leftovers, washed his hands and sat on the sofa to peel apples, that Wei said unhurriedly: "There is a person calling for help in the building opposite."

"What?!" Zheng Ningyuan almost cut his hand, Wei didn't open his mouth easily, and when he opened his mouth, he was startled.

"Just now, during dinner, someone called for help from the window of the opposite building. The voice was so low that you didn't hear it." Wei explained with a good temper.

Zhuang Yi went to the window and looked out. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything, so he shook his head at Zheng Ningyuan.

Zheng Ningyuan believed that Wei would not be aimless. It is estimated that someone was really there just now, but now that the time for a meal has passed, it is hard to say whether it is still there, and it may have been eaten by zombies.

"Why didn't you say it just now?" Zhuang Yi complained. After hearing this, he said it calmly after eating. Isn't his heart a little too open?

"I was eating just now." Wei took it for granted. Is it important to save people or something?

Zheng Ningyuan was completely speechless, how obsessed are you with food...

Now it's completely dark and the city has lost power. He has candles in reserve here, but others don't necessarily have them. Darkness is a natural home for zombies. With just a few people like them, it's really hard to save people. Is it too difficult, let's wait until tomorrow.

After thinking about this level clearly, Zheng Ningyuan was about to leave the window with a candle in his hand, but at the moment he stepped forward, he heard a knocking sound, which was the sound of metal colliding.

Handing the candle to Zhuang Yi, Zheng Ningyuan stretched out his hand to push open the window. The sound suddenly became louder. It came from the building opposite, but he couldn't tell which window it was. Listen carefully, the sound showed some kind of pattern .

"It's Morse code, which means 'save me'." Wei said, biting an apple.

"Do you know Morse code?" Zheng Ningyuan was surprised, and then thought of Wei's body injury that fell in front of his door. Combined with his skills, could it be said that he is a secret agent?

"Hmm." Wei snorted indifferently, concentrating on the apple in his hand.

"Then you tell him that we will rescue him tomorrow. It's dark today and it's too dangerous."

Wei nodded, picked up a screwdriver, walked to the window, and tapped rhythmically on the alloy frame of the window three times in a row.

There was silence for a while, and then more rapid knocking sounded.

"He said he couldn't wait until tomorrow, he was injured, and the smell of blood attracted zombies, attacking the room he was in."

"Xiaoyuan, no, it's too risky." Zhuang Yi disagreed. Among them, Wei was the most skilled, and Xiaoyuan was the second. He barely ranked third. If he went to save that person, Xiao Yuan wanted to go with him most of the time, how could he agree to such a dangerous thing, let alone for a stranger.

Zheng Ningyuan frowned. An injured person doesn't know his character. Will he bite back after the injury is healed? In such a dangerous situation, Yu Li shouldn't care about him, but... He will feel guilty, and something called human nature will make him feel bad after he chooses to ignore it.

"I..." As soon as I said a word, I was interrupted by another knocking sound outside the window. Maybe they had been thinking for a long time, and the knocking sound became more urgent.

Wei had finished eating the apples and was seriously wiping his hands. Zheng Ningyuan didn't know if he was listening.

"He said he was an engineer... He said he could find a generator in this community to generate electricity for the community." Violet skipped the middle and said the key point neatly.

Zheng Ningyuan's eyes lit up instantly. Without electricity, many modern facilities have become decorations. Even taking a hot bath is so difficult. With electricity, many things can be done.

Zhuang Yi doubted: "How does he know? And is he worthy of our trust?"

Wei didn't ask this time, and answered directly: "He said that he is the designer of this community. How about it? I can ask after he is rescued. He won't last long, and the door is about to break."

Wei Jiang had a panoramic view of Zheng Ningyuan's surprised expression when he heard the word "power", so he didn't ask any more questions, and said directly: "I'll save him, you guys open the door for me for a quarter of an hour."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the two to react, he took a step forward and jumped from the open window. The posture of jumping off the building shocked the two of them. Those who knew said he was going to save others, but those who didn't knew thought he was going to commit suicide.

Zheng Ningyuan didn't expect this guy to be so impulsive. He rushed to the window to grab him, but he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. It wasn't until he saw the hand hanging on the exposed window sill that his throbbing heart fell back into his stomach. I cursed secretly in my heart: Damn, this guy is too worried.

Wei jumped down like a big bird, but when he fell a distance of one person's height, he clung to the window sill on the third floor for an instant buffer, then let go, and stepped on someone's air-conditioning rack on the second floor, borrowing his strength. He made a somersault in the air, and when he landed on the grass beyond the green belt, he almost didn't make any sound.

Zhuang Yi opened his mouth slightly, well, the two hands that killed the zombies last time were really nothing, but this time they are really stunning!

Wei bowed his upper body slightly, leaned forward, swayed silently like a leopard, and disappeared into the building.

Zheng Ningyuan raised his hand and looked at his watch. He couldn't care less about giving Wei a thumbs up, and pulled Zhuang Yi: "Go, go to the first floor to meet him. Wei said for a quarter of an hour."

Zhuang Yi also realized at this time that a person like Wei would never take a second longer than a quarter of an hour, so he quickly picked up his Mo Dao and followed.

The two hurried downstairs. Zheng Ningyuan called Lu Fang along the way. She was a nurse. If the person was seriously injured, it would be better to find a professional to take care of her.