Chapter 13 Locksmith
Wang Tao didn't sleep well last night.
It is estimated that the survivors nearby are also the same.
After all, the explosion last night was too scary, and the zombies that went berserk because of the explosion, and their piercing roars, made it impossible to sleep.
The first thing Wang Tao did when he got up was to take a look at his health bar.
The blood bar is full, and although there are still some bruises on his arm, it doesn't hurt much anymore. After the apocalypse, his recovery ability has also become stronger.
Then he went to check the doors and windows. The violent zombies last night made him a little worried. With the flexibility of zombies, if they could climb the wall...
Fortunately, everything is safe at home.
Wang Tao went to take a look at the zombies in the community again.
"Sure enough, there are more zombies! They probably came in from outside, but they look dumb and completely different from the zombies last night... What's going on?"
Wang Tao thought that the zombies mutated last night. After all, the zombies running around in the yard were too scary. But now the zombies have returned to their original state, strolling leisurely in the yard.
"No, let's keep an eye on it tonight! We need to figure out what's going on with these zombies. I hope the weather is good tonight..."
After muttering a few words, Wang Tao looked at the street next door where the explosion last night took place.
The fire was still burning, and even when I opened the window, I could smell a disgusting corpse smell.
Wang Tao quickly closed the window.
He went to make a simple breakfast.
After the meal, Wang Tao thought for a moment and decided to try his luck on the second and first floors today. In his impression, there seemed to be tenants on these two floors. In case someone was like the tenant in 301, he put the key on the meter.
In the box.
Before going out, of course you have to be fully armed.
Although there are no zombies in the corridor, safety comes first.
Arriving on the second floor, Wang Tao searched in the two meter boxes and found no keys.
But what was interesting was that he found that the door of 201 was covered with various small advertisements for unlocking the door. It was the same as his door, but the door of 202 was clean.
Wang Tao suddenly thought of some Internet jokes. Could those small advertisements be posted on the inside of the door?
Smiling and shaking his head, Wang Tao came to the first floor again.
There was also no key in the meter box on the first floor, which made Wang Tao a little disappointed.
Since there is no key, Wang Tao is not going to knock on these doors.
Anyway, he doesn't have a key. No matter whether there are people or zombies in the house, he can't get in.
Wang Tao walked lightly and came to the unit's security door to observe.
The glass on the unit door is somewhat broken, but with the barbed wire behind the glass, the door is still strong.
Through the window, you can see a group of zombies wandering outside. At a rough count, there are at least twenty.
"With so many zombies, it's difficult to get out..."
It is already the seventh day of the end, and there has been no news related to rescue. Wang Tao has given up hope. With the few supplies in his hand, he must go out.
There are only two ways for him to go out, either through the community yard or out of the north window. But to the north is the street, and there are more zombies on that side.
So he could only leave from the community yard. These more than twenty zombies were what he had to face.
If only we could lead them somewhere and kill them one by one...
While thinking, Wang Tao looked at other residential buildings.
This is Building 4. From his current position, he can only see Building 2 opposite and Building 1 diagonally opposite.
The situation in Buildings 2 and 1 is not very good. Wang Tao can clearly see that their unit doors are open. There are zombies going in and zombies coming out.
I don't know if there are any survivors inside.
Wang Tao was a little lucky. He estimated that the reason why their unit door was not open was because there were too many migrant workers in this building. It was the morning when the zombies broke out, and the migrant workers went to work early.
In Buildings 1 and 2 opposite, there are many retired uncles and aunts. They all gather downstairs to chat and play chess. Some people even put bricks against the security doors of their units to prevent them from closing in order to facilitate entry and exit.
If zombies appear in this situation, it will be difficult for them to survive.
After roughly understanding the current situation, Wang Tao was ready to go back.
But when we got to the second floor, the door of 202 suddenly opened a crack.
Wang Tao immediately tightened his grip on the steel pipe and looked over cautiously.
"Brother, I'm not a zombie!"
A man's voice deliberately lowered his voice came from inside.
Through the gap, Wang Tao also saw a thin, bald middle-aged man inside, about 1.6 meters tall.
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Judging from the green blood bar on his head, his health condition is not very good.
"The zombies in our corridor were killed by big brother, right? Big brother is awesome!"
Because Wang Tao covered his whole body, the bald man couldn't see Wang Tao's appearance clearly. But when he saw the steel pipe in Wang Tao's hand and his burly figure, he subconsciously called him brother.
"what's up?"
Wang Tao spoke slightly indifferently.
If he had the ability, he wouldn't mind rescuing the survivors. But now that there is no rescue, he can't be a good person, especially this is still a stranger.
"Ahem...well, I've run out of food at home..."
The bald man scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Sorry, I don't have enough food either. If I had food, I wouldn't come out."
Wang Tao shook his head.
"No, no, no, brother, you misunderstood! What I mean is, how about we cooperate? I know where there is food, but I don't dare to get it..."
The bald man explained quickly.
"Oh? Tell me about it."
Hearing this, Wang Tao suddenly raised his eyebrows.
It doesn't look like he's a fool, so he probably isn't referring to the outside. There are plenty of supplies outside, but you still have to live to get them.
Sure enough, I heard the bald man speak quickly:
"It's 201 across the street! Two days before the end, I saw him carrying home a 50-pound bag of rice. He was the only one in the family, so there must be a lot left!"
50 pounds of rice!
If you normally eat three meals a day, one person can probably eat it for a month or two.
If you eat sparingly or eat according to the minimum standard of survival, you will probably be able to eat for several months...
"But the door of 201 is locked."
Wang Tao looked at the bald uncle. He lived across the street, so it was impossible that he didn't know that the door of 201 was locked. Since he proposed this idea, how likely was he to have the key to 201?
"I, I can pick locks! I'm a locksmith!"
The bald man replied immediately.
"..."
No wonder there isn't any small advertisement for unlocking at the door of his house. It turns out he is a locksmith!
"Brother, what do you think? I'll open the lock of their house, and you'll take care of the zombies inside! We'll share the food we find in half - no, I only want one third, and the rest will be my brother's!
"
After speaking, he stared at Wang Tao expectantly.
After Wang Tao thought for a moment, he shook his head.
(End of chapter)
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