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Chapter 1350 Two months

On a dark rainy night, the rainwater formed a line and fell on the eaves.

The rainwater on the eaves fell down.

It hit a broken plastic box on the ground and made a clicking sound.

Trade Market, South District, Building 6, Room 12.

This room is located in the center of Building 6. The houses built for survivors on the trading market side are basically rectangular in shape.

Each individual room is connected by a corridor that runs from front to back, somewhat similar to a train sleeper before the end of the world.

The only difference is that the size of each room is much larger than that of a train sleeper.

Near the corner of Room 12, a couple was eating food together.

"Sisi, let me tell you, I was scared to death just now. Have you ever seen a zombie that can climb walls?"

The girl was skinny and looked haggard. She was stunned when she heard the man's words, but immediately responded, "A zombie that can climb walls?"

"Yes, because this zombie alarmed the big shots in Oil City. Minister Li from Oil City even came, and I saw him."

When the man saw that Lin Sisi was just holding a small piece of tortilla, she raised her head to look at him and spoke, her eyes matching her expression of surprise, "Wow, so awesome!"

There seemed to be little stars in his eyes.

Seeing her expression, the man inexplicably remembered the time when they started an e-commerce business together before the end of the world. At the beginning, everything was very difficult, but Sisi always looked at him with admiration.

When encountering various problems such as product selection, promotion, testing, delivery, etc., Sisi always believed in himself and believed that he would be able to solve them.

Although I don’t know where she got the confidence to believe in herself so much, Happy’s confidence comes from her belief.

No matter how difficult it is, as long as I see her, I will have the motivation and courage to persevere.

This is true even at the end of the day.

In the past few years, they have stayed together and have never been separated. They have encountered countless desperate situations on the verge of death, but they still supported each other and came through.

"You eat too little. Your body can't bear it if you keep going like this. Come on, I'll give you some more." Happy felt a little sorry for Lin Sisi.

But he still didn't take out a new tortilla from the bag, but tore half of the tortilla in his hand into Lin Sisi's hand.

"I do not want."

Lin Sisi pursed her lips stubbornly and pushed back the tortilla that Happy had stuffed.

"You risked your life by going up the wall to stop the zombies, which consumed a lot of energy. If you didn't get food supplements, how dangerous it would be to face the zombies. Now I'm just a drag on you..."

"Don't think so. Didn't you always take care of me when I was sick? If you hadn't taken care of me, I would have died long ago."

When Lin Sisi heard the word death, she quickly sighed.

"Don't say such things, Brother Happy, just eat, I've had enough."

Happy looked at Lin Sisi, and a warm current surged through his heart. He really fell in love with this woman.

He knew that they could both pay with their lives for each other.

There is no oath of love or sweet words, but when they encounter difficulties or crises, they all know that he (she) will definitely be there.

.....

A middle-aged man next to him saw the couple Happy and Lin Sisi, and a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he also had a wife who lived and died together like this, but it was a pity...

Love can make people strong, accompany each other, and protect each other.

Of course, there are some people in this room who don't like this couple, but because this Happy is tall and strong, and looks like he's not to be trifled with, these people who look at their food greedily don't dare to cause trouble.

.

Moreover, in the trading market, they all know the regulations here: no conflicts and fights are allowed in the trading market.

Once this happens and someone rings the alarm bell, and the patrol officers intervene, they will die.

A few days ago, a volunteer who came down from the fence came down with food and was robbed by people in the same room.

It took the volunteer less than six minutes in total from ringing the alarm bell, to patrol officers arriving, to the execution of the snatcher.

...

...

Time flies by and it’s mid-July.

It has been two months since the thunderstorm disaster broke out.

Wuyi Mountain, on the top of a certain mountain.

The fences are messy and the wind is blowing.

Only a mess was left.

And in the middle of the mountain top, there is a small house surrounded by a fence.

The blood in the room had dried, and some bone fragments and hair remained.

The family of four who lived in seclusion here before the end of the world experienced countless natural disasters, and they even had a hard time surviving the last heavy fog and natural disaster.

Everyone was killed in this thunderstorm disaster.

Fences were torn and the furniture in the house was a mess.

Several zombies passed by the woods outside.

The altitude here is high, and there is some light white mist lingering in the rain curtain.

There is no trace or breath of human beings, only the sound of heavy rain hitting leaves or stone houses.

In this thunderstorm natural disaster, too many survivors died.

They had to face an initial lightning and thunderstorm, followed by a storm, followed by heavy rain that lasted for more than a month.

You also have to face terrifying zombies.

Not only that, they also face a food crisis.

too difficult.

.....

Fujian Province, Lanxi suburb.

Before the end of the world, many doomsday survival bunkers were built here.

Sold to the rich at high prices.

The survivors in these bunkers,

Except for the time when a large number of radioactive zombies approached and they lured those radioactive zombies away from the bunker, they have never left the bunker.

I have survived till now.

A certain bunker.

The lights were dim, and only a weak light was turned on in the large hall.

There is a square table in the middle, with four people sitting in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

A couple, a boy and a girl.

The plate is made of bone china, which was quite expensive before the end of the world and is very fine.

The chopsticks and spoons are both made of silver.

It looks high-end and upscale.

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There was very little food on the plate.

On everyone's plate, there was only a lump of yellow paste, about the size of a wrist, which a person with a big mouth could eat in one bite.

After Song Tianyi gave everyone a spoonful, he picked up the can and used a spoon to push it inside little by little.

Song Juanjuan and Song Yile both looked at the cans in their father's hands eagerly, hoping to share some more for themselves.

Song Tian squeezed the can cleanly, but in the end he only took a small spoonful.

Looking at a pair of children, he gave each of them half.

"Have a meal!"

They picked up delicate spoons, dug out a little bit of the yellow paste from the fine bone china, and put it into their mouths.

Not delicious.

After all, these are just soybeans that have been stored for many years, and they taste bland and tasteless.

But they still tasted it with gusto and seemed to cherish every bite.

Song Yile quickly finished the soybeans, looked at the can on the table, hesitated and asked, "Do you still want this?"

Song Tianyi sighed: "You can take it."

Song Yile immediately picked up the empty can, ran to the water dispenser, took some water, stirred it, mixed the remaining soy juice inside, and drank it in one gulp.

The wife felt a little distressed when she saw her son like this.

He shouted to Song Yile: "Yile, come here, I'll give it to you."

Song Yile put down the rinsed cans and walked to the dining table.

Looking at the food on her mother's plate, she licked her lips and resisted the temptation to refuse.

"No, Mom, you go ahead and eat. You eat less than us."

After saying that, he ran to the room.

He was afraid that if he stayed here too long, it would be really painful to watch them eat.

So a little soybean is not enough to fill you up.

When the wife saw her son running back to the room, she looked at her husband and said, "We still have food, why are we so harsh? He is still growing. How can he eat just such a little every day?"

Song Tianyi snorted coldly.

“It would be nice to eat some.”

"It's been raining heavily outside. Do you know how long it will last? Besides, even if it doesn't rain heavily, where can we get food?"

"You know Lao Zhao from Bunker No. 24, he just doesn't control his food and just wants to be full for a while. Now he's running out everywhere begging for food."

"Old Zhao? How do you know this?"

"Lin Zhongzheng told me through the intercom."

Boom, boom, boom!

At this moment, there was a knocking sound on the heavy iron door above the bunker.

Several people ignored the knocking sound. After all, zombies had passed by the bunker door before and collided with the iron door.

Song Tianyi continued to eat the food on the plate.

Boom-boom! Boom-boom!

Very rhythmic.

This kind of rhythmic knocking sound can never be caused by zombies.

It must be a human being!

rub!

Song Tian stepped back, got up from the stool, quickly ran to the room and took out a pistol.

As he passed the hall, he whispered to his wife and daughter:

"Go back to your room and don't come out."

After saying that, he ran towards the entrance of the bunker.

When the wife saw this, she glanced at her daughter Song Juanjuan.

"Go to your room and look at your brother."

After she finished explaining, she looked around, found a broom and followed her husband.

This bunker is underground, and you have to go through a long staircase to get from the underground to the ground.

As soon as Song Tian heard the footsteps behind him, he turned around and saw his wife following him with a broom, but he did not try to dissuade her.

They arrived at the entrance of the bunker together, which had two doors.

The outermost layer is an iron door 20 centimeters thick, with three locks on it.

On the inner floor, a hole was dug in the middle and bulletproof glass was installed.

Originally, there were cameras installed in the bunker, but in the last few years, the cameras have been destroyed by various natural disasters.

After the camera is destroyed, there is no new one to replace it.

So now you can't see the situation outside without opening the door.

Two doors apart, Song Tianyi frowned, hesitated for a few seconds and then shouted outside:

"Who's out there?"

....

The tapping suddenly stopped.

Just when Song Tianyi was about to open the inner door and go out to find out what was going on, voices came from outside.

"Boss Song, I, Lao Zhao, Boss Song, open the door. I have something I want to talk to you about."

"Old Zhao?" Song Tianyi and his wife looked at each other with curiosity in each other's eyes.

We were talking about Lao Zhao just now, and now he comes to your door?

Song Tianyi narrowed his eyes and said to his wife:

"This old Zhao must have come here to ask for food, so he can't open the door."

The wife nodded, clenched the broom in her hand, and looked at the door warily.

Song Tianyi didn't intend to answer Lao Zhao, he just wanted to ignore him. After a long time, he could leave on his own.

Although the people in the bunker, when they purchased the bunker, the seller included some doomsday food.

But now it has been five years since the end of the world. Even though we had stored up a lot of food at the beginning, it has been so long and everyone has not much food left.

Boom, boom, boom!

The knocking sound gradually became louder.

"Boss Song, we have had tea together and done business before. Is it so difficult to meet now? I know you are inside, open the door!"

Clang clang clang!

Lao Zhao was obviously not knocking with his hands, it was the sound of the collision of iron tools.

"Will he break the door open? Should we..."

"don't want."

Song Tianyi did not wait for his wife to finish her words and flatly refused:

"That door is 20 centimeters thick. He can't even open it if he drives a car. Don't worry, he can't open it."

"Let's go down and let him knock here. When he gets tired of knocking for a while, he will leave naturally."

The wife nodded.

"Oh fine."

She held the broom and took two steps toward the steps below, only to find her husband still standing there.

"Won't you go down together?"

"I'll wait here and observe."

ah!

Suddenly there was a scream outside.

"Boss Song, open the door quickly, open the door quickly, there are zombies coming, open the door quickly and save me!"

"grass!"

The sound gradually faded away.

I don’t know if Lao Zhao was bitten to death by zombies.

"Deserve it!"

Song Tianyi cursed disdainfully.

This old Zhao himself has no skills at all, and he has not made a good food plan.

I used to eat and drink a lot, but now I have no food and ask others for help. Isn’t that a joke?

Who has extra food for him these days?

The stupidest thing is that there is such a heavy rain, there are so many zombies outside, and the knocking on the door is so loud, if it doesn’t attract zombies, there will be ghosts.

Song Tianyi stayed behind the door for more than half an hour, and after hearing no movement outside, he felt relieved and walked underground.

After going underground, Song Tianyi did not see his wife in the hall, but he saw the door storing food open and walked in.

"Our food consumption per meal has been reduced to one-fifth of the original amount. It can no longer be reduced." The wife was counting the number of cans in the warehouse. When she heard the footsteps behind her, she knew her husband had come down.

"Based on the current food consumption, how long can we last?" Song Tianyi asked with a frown.

Now, a family of four eats three cans a day.

One meal at a time, four people shared a can, and no one was full.

"There are still 68 cans left, so just keep going for more than two months." The wife looked at the cans on the cabinet with a serious look in her eyes.

It's been two months, and I don't know if the thunderstorm disaster will be over in two months.

I was used to staying in the bunker and was a little afraid of the outside world.

Even because I have lived underground for a long time, when there are no natural disasters, I feel a little afraid of light when I go out, and my eyes are extremely uncomfortable.

It was as if they had been nestled in a turtle shell, accustomed to the safety of the bunker. Suddenly they had to face the cruel apocalypse outside, which was difficult to accept mentally and physically.

But now the food problem has reached a critical juncture. If they don't go out and look for new opportunities, their family of four will starve to death in the bunker.

"Let's wait and finish eating all these things first. By then, no matter whether the natural disaster is over or not, we will go out."

If you don't go out, you will starve to death.

Of course, maybe we can pay attention to Lao Ding next door.

With only two people, Lao Ding must consume less food than his family of four.

Song Tian thought about it and felt that this method was feasible and the most reliable.

However, how to get Lao Ding to give him food requires a good trick.

You can't just knock on the door and ask for it like Lao Zhao did. That will definitely make people more vigilant and they will never open the door.

Therefore, the most important thing is to make Old Ding feel that he is not short of food and let himself enter his bunker.

How do I get Old Ding to let me into his bunker, or how do I get Old Ding to come over to my side...

We have reached this juncture, and morality is not important anymore.

Being able to survive is the most important thing.

How to do it...

Song Tianyi fell into deep thought.

.....

(asking for monthly ticket)

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