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Chapter 29 Diary of a Survivor

Then I scrolled back and basically recorded some trivial things. For example, the military cans are delicious. When it rains outside, wooden boards and iron sheets will be stretched out along the small flat window to guide the rainwater in and store it for drinking water. However,

There are still frequent water shortages here, but fortunately there is a lot of water in the cans. He can barely tolerate it because he has a stronger tolerance than ordinary people.

Also, in the warehouse, it is difficult to relieve himself and defecate, so he usually puts it in an empty can and throws it out through the window. This also explains why Zhang Lang only saw cardboard boxes, but almost no iron cans.

Finally, he saw some different information.

"I tried to fast for three days... because I calculated that even if I save money on these cans, they will not last for half a year at most, not to mention that I will often be without water... But if I can sleep, I can sleep for several days at a time.

It’s okay to take a month, which will save a lot of materials!”

"But my abilities cannot be activated when I am healthy. Of course, malnutrition is also a disease. If I continue to be hungry, I will always go into dormancy..."

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"Damn it... I feel like I have seen the King of Hell waving at me... No, I have to eat something... It seems that the dormant ability cannot be activated when there is malnutrition. It seems that you will hurt yourself.

It’s not reliable to go into hibernation. After all, every time I heal, my food intake will increase greatly. After all, unless I hibernate for several months at a time, it will consume more energy... Oops, it’s too difficult for me..."

Seeing this, Zhang Lang sighed. He had expected this, otherwise what he saw when he came in would not be skeletons, but a living person sleeping soundly.

Then scrolling back, this guy started to record his daily life carelessly again, which made Zhang Lang sigh, this guy just starved to death, but he was in such a good state of mind.

But as he turned over the pages, Zhang Lang's pupils suddenly shrank!

"Gunshot!"

"It was definitely gunfire!"

"I definitely heard it right, it was the sound of gunshots!"

"There are reports from within the city that there are still people alive. Besides me, there are other survivors!"

"I'm very excited. Are they protected by powerful strangers if they can survive to this day? Will they find me? How can I send a signal to them?"

"Maybe I could fire a couple of shots... but that might attract some scary monsters to the door."

"Although this place looks very strong, I have seen monsters as big as mountains before. If that kind of thing is attracted... the city wall may not be able to protect me."

"Maybe when they don't have enough weapons, they will come here to find weapons and rescue me by the way..."

Are there any survivors?

Zhang Lang's eyebrows moved. He paid attention to the description in the diary. Winter should have started, about eight or nine months from now. At that time, were there any survivors in the city?

Zhang Lang continued to scroll back. Next, this guy was basically debating whether to fire a gun to attract the attention of other survivors, but in the end he gave up.

As the weather got colder and colder, his life became more and more difficult. He basically wrapped all the fabrics he could find around his body. As the number of cans dwindled, his usually optimistic attitude began to change and became more and more...

I became more and more negative, the intervals in my diary became longer and longer, and I recorded less and less things.

Finally, Zhang Lang found the information he wanted!

"I heard gunshots again!"

"Those survivors are still alive... damn, if they don't find me, I will starve to death!"

"This time, I not only heard the gunfire, but also saw them fighting the monster. They were in Guangsha Pavilion. I didn't expect them to be so close to me! The monster was a huge spider lying on the Guangsha Pavilion. Upstairs, some long and thick legs were digging into the window...I even heard someone screaming..."

"There's no gunfire anymore? Are they running out of ammunition?"

"I have bullets here. Guangsha Pavilion is not far away. It is within the effective range. Do I want to help them?"

"But if that happens, the monster might come towards me..."

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"In the end, I didn't dare to shoot or even look. The sounds outside quickly disappeared... I don't know if the spider gave up or the group of people were killed... I'm sorry, I'm a coward..."

Zhang Lang was silent for a while and continued to read back.

"The food is gone, snow is not as easy to collect as rain, and the water has been cut off for a long time... I feel like I can't hold on anymore..."

Zhang Lang frowned. He remembered the previous page and mentioned that there was enough food for at least two months. Didn't he write a diary in the past two months? Is it because there is nothing to write? Or is it because of his mental state? Not quite right?

Zhang Lang continued to look down.

"Maybe it's because I didn't fast enough last time..."

"Perhaps, this time, if I am hungry for long enough, I will fall into sleep..."

"Hopefully it's not eternal sleep..."

"If anyone can see this diary, I hope you won't laugh at my cowardice..."

"Don't make a choice you regret..."

"good evening……"

Zhang Lang let out a long breath and put the diary back into the man's arms. At the same time, he also gave up his plan to tear off his military uniform.

There were still so many corpses outside, and he was not in a hurry to leave now.

He shaved a few rounds of light machine gun bullets and stuffed them into the roaring giant revolver. He also loaded a fully loaded bolt-action rifle and put some bullets and a few incendiary bombs into the bag without taking the iron box. , walked out of the warehouse directly.

He is going to Guangsha Pavilion!

Go and see if those survivors are really dead...

"Boy, hope is slim!" Xu shouted in Zhang Lang's mind: "Nearly six or seven months have passed since this guy's last record. Can they survive this period of time? "

"I can do it, what can't they do?" Zhang Lang frowned and said, "It wouldn't be surprising if there are powerful strangers who can survive!"

"Don't forget, how many people are there in your small town? This is a county with a population of over a million. There are so many capable people and strangers, and the monsters they transform into are stronger and more dangerous!" Xu stopped and said, "Let's do it. When you get the weapon, go back as soon as possible, don’t waste your time growing up!"

Zhang Lang didn't speak, but answered him with actions.

He walked directly out of the barracks and came to the inside of the city wall. He turned around and glanced outside the armory wall, and saw piles of cans and boxes scattered under the corner, along with some dried filth.

Of course, more has decomposed and melted into the soil. Relying on these nutrients, the plants in the corner grew extremely lush.

This is evidence that someone once struggled to survive here.

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