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Chapter 005 Does anyone play games?

Browsing the forum, the number of posts is very small, zombies are breaking out, and those who can surf the Internet at this moment, they all regard the Internet as their home.

There was a post that caught his attention.

"Zombie Outbreak in the End of the World, Pay Attention to Things"

He paid more attention to it and felt it was somewhat useful.

"Everyone, I am an avid zombie fan. I have a lot of money. I bought a mountain in my early years, hollowed out the mountain, and built it into a secret base, just to avoid the end of the world. Sure enough, I was right. I have everything here, including food.

, the water source is enough for me to live for a lifetime, of course these are not important, what is important is, based on my experience, what things need to be paid attention to if you want to survive."

"Now on the second day of the zombie outbreak, some people may not have noticed the importance of food at all. They think that I have some supplies that can last for a while, but how long can they last? The zombies will last for a long time, and food and water will be the most important in the end.

Of course, I don’t have to worry about the supplies. I have a lot here, but I won’t share it with you.”

"It is still unknown whether the water source is drinkable, and the water plant must be unmanaged. If zombies fall into the water source, it is also unknown whether it will infect the water source, so be cautious."

"If you are a female star or a beautiful woman, please note that you'd better keep your eyes peeled when encountering a team, because the moment the apocalypse breaks out, order has collapsed, and many men want to date you, so be careful."



The host said a lot.

Lin Fan felt that what the poster said made sense. Considering that there was not much food and water at home, he would have to buy some later. The people who responded were all asking about the poster's location and wanted to live with him.

He looked at the replies.

"Master, my butt is white. Can you tell me the location? I will go to you."

"Brother, I am eighteen years old, fair and beautiful. I live with my best friend. Can you come and pick us up to live in the mountains? We can be your first wife and second wife."

"Master Cao Nima, do you still have any sympathy? Why don't you show it to your father? If I know where you are, I will feed you to the zombies, Cao Nima."

"Upstairs, keyboard warrior."

Lin Fan felt that the post had a lot of replies.

There must be many living people.

Feel free to post a post as well.

"Is there any match for LOL?"

Soon, the comments exploded.

"How long has it been since I matched your mother? You are sick."

"Owner, you are so depressed. You still want to play games. Do you have a secret base like the poster in that post? Please, can you share it? We are all human beings and help each other."

"I'm a fool. There are zombies that have been banging outside the door for several hours. What should I do? Please give me a way to save myself."

Look at the replies.

Lin Fan replied to the person who wanted to share.

"I live in Huangshi Sunshine Community, Building 2, Unit 2."

He is willing to help others.

Especially those who need help.

But the other party's reply made him sad.

"Fuck you..."

Lin Fan was helpless, everything I said was true, why didn't he believe it?

Gradually, the number of replies gradually decreased, probably because they were eaten by zombies.

The game was matched for a long time without success.

Look at the alarm clock, it's already ten o'clock.

During previous holidays, he would just stay at home, play on the computer, and then buy groceries and cook. It wasn't that he didn't want to go outside to play, but he didn't know where to go.

Although he is from the yellow market, he has a rather withdrawn personality and is often alone.

He has never been in love. It's not that he doesn't want to have a relationship, but that no one likes him. He is a lonely person, and his livelihood depends on his own efforts.

Carrying a kitchen knife, I went shopping for groceries.

When I opened the security door, it was very quiet and there was no movement.

The aisles and elevators are very clean.

If any neighbors saw it, they would definitely praise him.

At the gate of the community, a fat woman stood there with her legs spread and her head tilted.

The figure on the back looked a bit familiar, it seemed to be Aunt Wang.

"Aunt Wang, you're going shopping for groceries. What are you doing standing there?" Lin Fan greeted her friendly.

The sound alarmed Aunt Wang, and she turned around violently. Half of her face was covered in flesh and blood, one of her eyes was hanging down, her gray eyes were rotating, and she roared at her, bursting out with primitive ferocity.

"Why."

Lin Fan sighed, waved the kitchen knife in his hand, and hit his head with a pop.

【Kill zombies】

[Get points +1]

They are all acquaintances in the community.

Even if he turns into a zombie, he is willing to coexist if they can be peaceful and friendly.

Whether you want to be a human or a zombie is your own choice, and outsiders have no right to interfere.

He carried Aunt Wang to the trash can and put it in.

Being able to hack zombies to death requires not only the sharpness of the kitchen knife in your hand, but also the increased strength.

It feels like chopping vegetables, not difficult at all.

The vegetable market is near the community, very close.

Lin Fan carried the vegetable basket and walked out of the community leisurely.

In the building next door, a pair of eyes looked through the window and looked shocked when they saw Lin Fan leaving the community.

"A Ming, I just saw someone carrying a kitchen knife and leaving the community." The woman looked to be in her twenties. Due to the zombie outbreak, her face was pale and her eyes were full of fear.

Inside the house, there was a man lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling aimlessly. He and the woman were in a relationship. When he woke up and opened his eyes, everything changed. Through the peephole, he saw hideous-looking zombies staggering around and bumping into each other from time to time.

Hold the door.

At this moment, security doors are a great invention.

Hearing the woman's voice, A Ming got up in a hurry, went to the balcony, looked outside through the window, and when he saw it, he could only see the leaving figure.

"A Ming, do you think there are no zombies in our community and it is safe?" Li Hong grabbed A Ming's hand and asked expectantly.

"How is it possible? If there are no zombies, what are those outside our door?" A Ming was depressed. In this situation, he was pretty good before he went crazy.

When the incident happened, he called his family, relatives, and friends. Some of them turned off their phones, while others connected them. Before he could speak, a miserable scream came from the other side.

He knew that he was the one who harmed them. The ringtone of his mobile phone attracted the attention of the zombies and caused them to be destroyed.

"This is so different from what I thought. Why are the zombies in movies and TV shows so slow and so sluggish? Why are these zombies so fast and their hearing so sensitive now?"

A Ming complained, if it were those slow-moving zombies, he would have gone out with a kitchen knife to chop them.

He knew the weaknesses of the zombies. Cutting off his head meant cutting off their heads. Cutting anywhere else was useless. Maybe he cut off their arms with one knife.

Next, they will be knocked down and bitten to death by zombies.

street.

The surroundings were deserted, and there were no zombies to be seen. Even if there were any, they were scattered and motionless in the store.

Silly, dull.

Such zombies are very friendly and can coexist peacefully.

There were crashes of cars, explosions, and roars in the distance.

It should be a survivor who wants to break out.

In his opinion, the possibility of breaking out of the encirclement was low. The noise was so loud that it would completely anger the unfriendly zombies. In the face of the sheer number, even with cars, it would be difficult to do so.

Soon, the sound of explosions and collisions disappeared.

Peace was restored again.


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