Three of the four radios are desktop radios, and the remaining one is a small radio that can be carried around. Together with the one he picked up before, he has a total of five radios in his hand.

The three desktop radios used larger AA batteries, and the small radio used smaller AA batteries. He found the corresponding models in his bag.

Since the radios were all picked up indoors, after installing the batteries, they turned on smoothly. However, the speaker of a desktop radio sounded very noisy, like a current microphone.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it can continue to make a huge noise.

It took him some time and he quickly figured out how to use these radios.

One radio seemed to have some memory problems. Although it could display the name of the song, it could not play it. Fortunately, its recording function could still be used. Jingyuan played the music from another radio and recorded a tenor song "

"Uncle is the Legend" went in and solved this problem very cleverly.

Five radios were playing local music at the same time, and the magical sound really filled his ears, as if he had entered a disco plaza. He quickly turned them off.

He thought for a moment and put away the one he picked up first.

If you want to use them to create a trap to lure the zombies, it means that if you burn it down, nothing will be left.

God knows how long it will take him to find the next high-tech machine that can listen to music, but he might as well keep one for himself.

After carefully placing these old radios, Jingyuan blew out the candles and lay down with his pillow on his hands.

Xiaobai lay on the floor, yawned, closed his eyes and fell asleep alone.

After a tiring day of running around, Jingyuan also felt tired. He blinked and looked back at the empty room. He thought to himself that his adaptability was really strong. In less than half a month, he could already survive in such a haunted house.

Fall asleep without any burden.

But he still misses his little bed and Xiaoxin's pillow. In fact, he is a bit familiar with beds. If the bed he is used to sleeping on suddenly changes to another, he will easily suffer from insomnia.

He hasn't had much sleep these days, maybe because he's too tired. Who knows, at least when he's dreaming, he doesn't have to face this dead world.

The next day, Jingyuan got up early.

He drove a farm tricycle to the entrance of the villa area, applied a whole bottle of Fengyou Essence to Xiaobai, put it into his travel bag, and zipped it tightly.

The little guy understood its meaning very well. After putting it in, he stayed there without saying a word.

Jingyuan rode his bicycle around the villa area. This place occupies a small area. After all, it is a wealthy area. There seem to be only about forty villas in it. The emphasis is on low density.

There are three entrances from front to back, the main entrance and two side entrances.

He observed at the door that there were many zombies standing on the driveway. After some investigation, he decided to set up "zombie traps" in the four corners, distributed in a square shape.

He did what he said, entered the door, squeezed through the zombies, and found a duplex villa near the door, which was a more expensive villa with two villas stacked on top of each other.

He took out his eggplant knife and smashed the door lock. The sound of smashing the lock attracted the nearby zombies. He kicked these guys on the buttocks and made them gnaw on the dirt in the courtyard.

Then they began to cut down the bushes near the single-family villa, and spent a lot of effort to pile these combustible materials against the walls of the villa. At the same time, they cleared a blank space to prevent the fire from spreading too much and destroying the entire villa area.

All burned up.

He had been doing this work all morning. Even with his enhanced physical fitness, it took him five or six hours to clean the four villas.

The work after that was much simpler. He held the oil barrel, poured gasoline on the cut bush branches, then placed the radio on the deserted grass, turned the sound to the maximum, and pressed

The finger that was pressing the switch suddenly stopped because he thought of one thing. These zombies would soon scratch the radio if they grabbed it randomly. By then, there would be no way to attract many zombies. All the hard work all morning would be wasted.

Take a bath.

You can't put the radio on the ground, you have to hang it up.

Relying on his jumping ability which is far beyond normal people, he easily hung the radio on the small hook extending outward from the stone pavilion in the courtyard of the villa.

Then there was another light jump.

Click——

When the switch is pressed, the loudspeaker plays a dynamic rhythm along with the old sound like a tape spinning.

"in back from sitting down~"

"Actually I never left~"

"Yo, Listen up~"

"Please don't be obsessed with Uncle, Oh Uncle is just a legend~"

Like an aunt dancing in the square, the loud sound spread out.

The zombies began to gather towards the location of the speakers. Jingyuan didn't stay, he slipped outside and watched from a distance.

This scene is actually a bit funny. In broad daylight, those zombies squeezed each other, gathered under the stone pavilion, and enthusiastically stretched out their hands towards the radio. It was like fanatical fans chasing stars. This was really a big wave.

"Zombie fans".

He waited quietly for all the nearby zombies to gather in the courtyard. There were some mindless zombies who kept grabbing at the wall. Jingyuan took a file and a spear and poked that guy's butt like a toad.

, escort it to the "crematorium".

After waiting for almost fifteen minutes, all the zombies nearby crowded into the "crematorium". They swayed to the rhythm of the music. Whenever the music reached a climax, their emotions would rise and they would become more noisy.

This scene was truly a spectacle. Jingyuan wanted to make a video and post it on the Internet. It would definitely get a million likes, but unfortunately, there is no Internet anymore.

He closed the courtyard door and used a picked steel pipe to jam the main gap and lock the steel cage.

When he came to the wall that had been doused with gasoline, he lit a match and threw it out. The next second, the flames instantly climbed up and spread along the wall like toppling dominoes.

The beating tongues of fire swallow up the putrid smell in the air, the choking black smoke floats into the sky, the fire burns fiercely, and becomes more and more intense. Amidst the fire and music, these long-dead people will turn into dust again and return to the earth.

Jingyuan took one last look and headed to the next "crematorium" to do the same thing.

Within half an hour, four fires burned in the villa area. Jingyuan smelled a burning smell, but when he thought about the source of the smell, he immediately began to feel sick.

He and Xiaobai were sitting in the cargo compartment of an agricultural three-wheeler, eating lunch and looking at the smoke coming from the walls of the villa area.

Touching Xiaobai's head, he said softly: "We will live here this winter. If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent."

"What are you looking at? Ignorant Xiu Gou, you will live in a villa one day, why don't you tell me thank you master."

"Woof."

"That's right, I'll hang out with your uncle Jingyuan and become popular and drink spicy food."

Jingyuan rubbed Xiaobai's dog's head and pulled the corners of its mouth to make an ugly smile.

"It's so sloppy, forget it, just go and cool off by yourself."

Jingyuan threw Xiaobai's favorite red Frisbee towards the middle of the road.

It suddenly jumped off the tricycle, grabbed the Frisbee in its mouth, and when it came back, its claws were on the pallet. It climbed up with great difficulty, and excitedly handed the Frisbee to Jingyuan's hand.

Jingyuan knows what it wants, but I really don’t know why Xiu Gou likes to play this kind of game.

"Run, Xiaobai, start running, life lies in movement!"

Jingyuan threw the Frisbee high and laughed out loud when he saw it running silly.

He's really a stupid dog who doesn't lie down properly even though he's lame.
Chapter completed!