Chapter 2 The first time traveling in a group

Ying Xian was also awakened by the sound. She immediately got out of bed and opened the curtains to look outside.

All the roads in the community that she could see were more or less zombies wandering around, and the asphalt roads were also stained with blood.

Ying Xian immediately took out his cell phone and wanted to send a message to Chu Zheng, but after pressing the button to send the message, it kept sending messages in circles.

There was only one signal left, and the wifi was directly disconnected.

It took a long time for the message to be sent out, but there was no reply, and Ying Xian's heart was lifted.

After a simple wash, she held her cell phone and waited for messages. It wasn't until almost nine o'clock that Chu Zheng responded.

[There are more zombies today, Xu Wu hasn’t replied to the message yet, I’m worried...]

Chu Zheng's ellipses made Ying Xian feel suffocated. She was at home, and Chu Zheng and Yang Yaoyao were in the dormitory. At least they were protected by buildings.

What about Xu Wu?

She said yesterday afternoon that she couldn't buy a plane ticket or a high-speed rail, and her father had to send her to school this morning.

I don’t know what the road conditions are like now, but there are zombies everywhere.

Ying Xian didn't dare to think about it. Since her parents passed away, Chu Zheng and Xu Wu had been guiding her and caring for her in school.

They didn't even call their parents in the dormitory for nearly two months, just because they were afraid that she would be sad to hear it.

Ying Xian can get out of this haze, thanks to them.

[Don't worry, at least Xu Wu is with her family.]

Ying Xian comforted Chu Zheng in a deceptive way. She looked out the window again and suddenly felt melancholy.

Suddenly, several male owners of the community appeared in her field of vision.

There are nearly ten people in this team composed of male owners, and everyone is a familiar face.

They all held various hard objects in their hands, including kitchen knives and shovels, and some even picked up iron pans.

Whenever this group of people saw a lone zombie, they would surround it, smash its head in with the weapons in their hands, and cut it into several pieces.

Ying Xian also discovered that as long as the zombies' brains are not smashed, they can still move.

Just like what is said in novels and movies, what controls zombies is their brains!

Someone caught a glimpse of Ying Xian's face through the cracks in the curtains and smiled at her.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, we are here!"

The male voice was rich and gentle. After speaking, he followed the large army to continue cleaning up the zombies in the community.

Ying Xian picked up her phone and checked the real-time news on Weibo. As expected, there were more and more zombies.

The same is true abroad. This is a global disaster.

Some officials also summarized several characteristics of zombies.

Zombies are attracted to sounds and blood. They react very slowly, but their movement speed is only slightly slower than normal people.

They have keen senses of hearing and smell, but their weak point is their brain. As long as the brain is not damaged, they can still move regardless of whether their arms or legs are broken.

The way zombies are infected is through blood or saliva. As long as you are bitten or have a wound contaminated with zombie blood or saliva, you will be infected into a monster like them within ten minutes.

At the same time, being scratched by zombies can also cause infection.

The more blood or saliva of zombies you get, the faster the infection will occur.

The infection is characterized by accelerated wound decay, whites of the eyes turning red, and irises turning gray.

Within ten minutes, the infected person will lose self-awareness and completely mutate.

At the end of the article is a sentence in bold.

"Please stock up on food and water as much as possible. The country is doing its best to eradicate them. Protect yourself and try not to go out!"

There were a lot of comments in the comment area. Ying Xian scrolled through a few and closed Weibo.

It is now early September and summer is not over yet.

The room was getting hotter and hotter. Even with the air conditioner on, Ying Xian could feel the heat coming in through the glass.

The team had almost cleared away the zombies in the community, and Ying Xian heard someone shouting with a loudspeaker.

"Is there anyone alive? We have to go out to find food and volunteer to participate. Those who don't come will find ways to solve the food problem by themselves!"

Ying Xian opened a crack and looked outside. There were two or three people missing from the team, and everyone's face was tired and numb.

It is indeed important to find supplies, but people are unpredictable now.

She was very scared and was stabbed in the back as soon as she went out.

And it’s a zombie!

Even if you have practiced it yourself, you may get injured if you are not careful.

Ying Xian threw himself on the bed and covered his head with the quilt.

Not sure how much time had passed, Ying Xian found the cell phone from the messy quilt, and picked up one from the group of owners who were willing to go out to look for supplies.

The time to go out to look for supplies is set at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Ying Xian found a long-sleeved jacket that Ying's father had worn before, and put on overalls with more pockets and boots for easy movement, covering himself tightly from neck to toes, and then picked up the knife.

She tore off a T-shirt, wrapped it around the slippery handle of the knife, and tested the sharpness of the blade again.

Under the light, the blade glowed coldly and easily cut off a corner of the sofa.

Ying Xian took a few more masks and put them in his pockets, and then he felt relieved.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, the team collecting supplies had already gathered at the flower bed in the center of the community.

There is a small pond around the flower bed, which originally housed several beautiful koi carps.

At this time, the clear water in the pool was stained red with blood, and there were a few fragmentary human body parts floating in it.

Ying Xian glanced at the team of more than a dozen people, most of whom were from the team she met this morning.

There were only three women in the team, including her. While the men were smoking and chatting, they also pushed the women into the middle of the safest team.

There is a small supermarket less than one kilometer away from the community, and the customers usually come mainly from the owners of the community and the clerks of several small shops near the community.

The group’s goal this time was to go to that supermarket.

The distance was very close, but everyone still chose to drive there.

Although the sound of driving may disturb zombies, if you have a car, at least you can run fast and you can pretend.

Even though the sword in Ying Xian's hand was not unsheathed, it was still very conspicuous among everyone.

Yang Lu, who organized the team to search for supplies, also noticed it. He put out the cigarette butt in his hand and walked to Ying Xian.

Ying Xian recognized him as the man who smiled at him that morning, but still subconsciously tightened his grip on the scabbard.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, my name is Yang Lu. I want to ask you, where did you get the knife in your hand? Do you still have it?"

This question is reasonable and reasonable. The people in the team are armed with weapons with little lethality. In terms of offensive power, they are not as good as Ying Xian's knife.

Ying Xian pursed her lips and spoke slowly, "It's a birthday gift from my dad, and this is the only one."

Hearing this, Yang Lu's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he sighed angrily, "Okay, then take it and don't lose it."

Although there are not many people in the community, most of them have lived together for a long time.

Yang Lu knew that Ying Xian's father was a veteran, and he also knew that Ying Xian's father had been teaching Ying Xian how to fight and improve his physical fitness.

When Ying's father passed away, Yang Lu also regretted it for a while.

He didn't say anything more to Ying Xian, but walked back to where he was before and checked his protective measures and weapons one last time.

At two o'clock sharp, the motorcade left the community in a mighty manner.
Chapter completed!