Chapter 7 Don't kill us by sending yourself to death
Chapter 7: Send yourself to death, don’t hurt us
It was very noisy on the other end of the phone, and Liang Yingsheng could hear the complaints of adults and the cries of children.
"random?"
"Shengsheng, I'm sorry that my phone broke two days ago and I haven't had time to replace it. I just saw your text message. How are you now? I saw on the news that almost all the big cities in the country have fallen. I was planning to drive back. The highways and national highways are all closed.
If we are blocked, we can only find a temporary place to hide."
After taking a sip of coffee, Liang Yingsheng lowered her voice and replied: "The situation is not good, where are you?"
"I stayed at a farmhouse in a resort dozens of kilometers away from Jiangcheng. It was relatively safe with walls surrounding it."
It's just random. Many people who can't go home in time may choose hotels to escape. In fact, farmhouses are the best choice.
Most farmhouses have their own vegetable plots and fish ponds, so you don’t have to worry about food.
"Whatever you want, at most there will be several small shelters around Yuejiang City. Don't believe that anyone will find a way to stay in the shelter. I will find you."
There was still noisy sound over there, and for a long time, the call was interrupted.
Liang Yingsheng stared at the darkened mobile phone screen in a daze for a while.
"How about casual?"
Liang Zhimo handed over a warm bun, and when he saw Liang Yingsheng sitting on the ground, he threw the pillow to her.
"Safe for now."
She is different from the heroines in those novels. She has parents, relatives, and friends worthy of deep friendship. In this end of the world, she has more concerns.
I just hope that everyone can survive until the end of the world!
On the third day of the apocalypse, the electricity and water have not been cut off, and the number of zombies outside has only increased.
Just a few minutes ago, a grandmother who lived in the building opposite found her son among the zombies. He forced open the unit door and rushed out. The grandmother was almost instantly overwhelmed by the zombies.
No one closed the unit door in the opposite community, and many zombies had already poured into the unit building.
Liang Yingsheng was eating French fries with an expressionless face. Seeing Liang Zhimo frowning, he smiled coldly and said ruthlessly: "This is called deserved. If nothing else, most of the residents in the building opposite will be tricked to death by that old lady."
Sure enough, some among the owners were already scolding him.
‘Is there something wrong with the old lady Zhao on the second floor? Damn it, zombies have come to my door now, and I’m so scared that I don’t dare to move under the quilt.’
'That old immortal thing, please die without harming us. Are there any warriors in our building who can drive away the zombies?'
'Owner of 1104, are you being funny? Go ahead and be this warrior. I will bring my whole family to applaud you.'
What surprised Liang Yingsheng was that she actually received a WeChat message from her ex-boyfriend Chen Qingke.
'Shengsheng, are you okay? Xiaoxue and I are very worried about you.'
hehe--
Liang Yingsheng rolled his eyes.
'Shengsheng, Xiaoxue and I forgot to prepare food. Do you have some there? Can you share some with us?'
Mom is sick.
Liang Yingsheng did not reply, but directly blocked Chen Qingke.
A man who can't control his lower body, a man who steals his roommate's boyfriend's green tea, a bitch who matches up with a scumbag, I wish them both will quickly become one of the zombies!
Liang Yingsheng was extremely lucky that she and Chen Qingke had only held hands a few times, otherwise, they would have been disgusted to death by this couple before they were bitten to death by zombies.
One week after the apocalypse, the water and electricity have not been cut off, but power consumption has begun to be restricted. There will always be power outages for several hours in the past two days.
At the end of May, when the weather was getting hotter and hotter, Liang Yingsheng took out half a piece of watermelon from the refrigerator and cut it, and Liang Yingsheng returned to the sofa to watch dramas with Liang Zhimo.
The vegetable seeds from the portable space have been sown into the ground. Perhaps because of the special soil, they started to germinate in just two days.
"Sister, how long do you think it will take before the water and electricity will be completely cut off?"
"No more than a week at the latest."
After taking a bite of watermelon, Liang Yingsheng took out her mobile phone. In the past few days, she would go to various groups to read the chat records when she had time, especially the group of community owners, which was comparable to the scene of a large-scale ethics drama.