"No, throwing a broken can will only make us die faster...com" Zhang Zhen suddenly realized the existence of the "intellectual demon" in his heart. Once he held this idea of ​​living one day is one day, it would only make people see no hope. Zhang Zhen suddenly smashed the bottle in his hand, and then snatched the bottles of the three people in front of the window, and threw them violently: "Wake up, we can't have such an idea."

The three of them looked at Zhang Zhen in amazement. Zhang Zhen ignored their surprised eyes and continued, "We will all die if we continue like this, but it's just a matter of getting older and later. Let's go upstairs to continue looking for survivors, and one can save one. If there are no survivors in this building, we will go to another place. As long as we gather enough people, we will have the strength to rebuild a new home together."

"Idealist." Cheng Lingfeng said with a smile: "But I like it."

Li Hui threw away the cigarette, looked at Zhang Zhen with a firm look and said, "Brother, I'll follow you. We can't have the idea of ​​depression."

Zhang Xiaoya thought for a while and then said, "It will definitely be very tiring if this is the case, but I do."

"Do it." Zhang Zhen said, then walked out of the door and went straight to the third floor. The three of them followed closely.

Pry the door, open it, shoot it, and leave. Everyone repeated the unchanging movements, quickly checking every room, looking for possible survivors.

"Gunshot?" In front of the laptop, a middle-aged man looked at a woman with a little confusion and confusion in his eyes: "It must be gunshots! However, no army attacked this city, how could there be gunshots? The sound was echoed, it was from our building! Is it difficult to have a team of special operations troops landed directly in this residential building in a helicopter? Impossible, there is no target here that makes them do this, let alone that helicopters did not hear any sounds of helicopters flying. Then there are only criminals or terrorists of the black forces!"

"Then what should we do?" the woman asked anxiously. He understood psychology a little and knew what some people who were thugs would do in this kind of doomsday. In fact, even an ordinary person knew that any person would do anything if he fell into a desperate situation, such as **.

"You go to the bedroom closet and I'll go out and take a look." The man stood up.

"Dear, don't leave me, you will be in danger." The woman was a little panicked. She was not worried about herself, but about men who would be harmed.

"I think in this world where only humans and zombies are, they will not do anything excessive. Humans are social animals, and even if they are perverts, they will hope to have companions." The man said. Of course, they all knew that humans were another animal, but they just didn't say it out loud.

Historical books often say: Great famine, people eat each other.

In a while, when humans are almost out of food, they may appear in such retro traces.

Sisi, the man had heard the sound of the person outside prying his door lock. He had no time to think about it anymore, so he hurriedly said to the woman softly: "Go inside and hide, don't make a sound."

The woman did it with a worried look on her face

The man walked to the door and opened the security door.

Suddenly, two guns pressed straight against his head, and then pointed another at him, the muzzle was dark.

"Say something human?" Zhang Zhen said with some anticipation.

"I want to know where your guns came from." The man adjusted his mindset.

"Very good." Zhang Zhen and others took the pistol and said slowly: "You will know in a while."

"You are very lucky, buddy." Cheng Lingfeng walked into the room, looked at it and said, "You are alone at home, you are not infected, you are smart enough, and you are bitten by zombies when you don't open the door." In fact, they saw several open doors when they searched, and the situation inside was terrible without exception.

"I think of this kind of thing, there is no need to talk about polite etiquette." Zhang Zhen also walked into the room.

"Well, but I really want to know who you are." The man turned around and asked at the few people coming in.

"A normal person like you, handsome uncle." Zhang Xiaoya led Xiaoxue to a chair and sat there. They were all very excited to see the others surviving.

"Brother, come and have a cigarette?" Cheng Lingfeng handed the man a little cigarette.

"No, I won't smoke." The man refused.

"Don't be nervous, we are not bad guys." Zhang Zhen saw that this person treated them with some caution and had to go over and explain: "We all got guns by coincidence."

Zhang Zhen fooled the man again and added the plot that he could buy guns by obtaining a survival point. In order to help everyone find the dawn of hope, he should talk about his trump card.

Li Hui and Cheng Lingfeng were very excited when they heard this. Fighting monsters and buying equipment was a completely game, just a game of life and death.

However, if they had been before, they would have thought that Zhang Zhen was dreaming, but based on the situation these days, it was a Resident Evil and the gun that Zhang Zhen took out, so there was no reason not to believe it.

"If this is the case, why don't you kill zombies outside upstairs to get more survival points? Then you can buy better weapons or chariots." The man quickly grabbed the key points.

"I have tried that in addition to vision, zombies seem to be able to determine the direction of human beings by vibration of sound, but the size of this certain range is determined by the vibration of sound and the zombie sensing ability. Then they will make strange roars and chase in that direction. This roar will let more zombies know that in the end, those zombies may also make a unique roar and attract more zombies." Zhang Zhen explained slowly: "If I shoot outside, without the sound of walls blocking the sound, it will attract countless zombies. Once the food in this residential building is eaten by us and the outside of the building is full of zombies, then we can only turn into zombies or starve to death. As for the chariot, the most trasty thing is also required for 220,000 points, and we don't have to consider it at all."

After closing the iron gate of the residential building that time, Zhang Zhen summarized his understanding of zombies.

"I understand." The man said calmly and with joy: "I'm glad to meet you, survivors."

"So too," Zhang Zhen said: "My name is Zhang Zhen, the tall and strong one is called Li Hui. The thin one is called Cheng Lingfeng, the beautiful girl is called Zhang Xiaoya, and the divine beast is called Xiaoxue. I don't know what your name is."

"My name is Peng Xiang, and my girlfriend is Zhou Yuxin." Peng Xiang walked towards the bedroom and said, "You said it was a divine beast or a Tibetan mastiff. It seems that it should have had a legendary mutation."

"Well, where is your girlfriend." Zhang Zhen asked.

"She is tidying up her things in the room." Peng Xiang said as he shouted to the room: "Yuxin, come out and meet you guys."

"I'm very happy to see you." Zhou Yuxin walked out of the room and greeted the four people outside, with a soft voice and a dignified and beautiful appearance.

The cabbage was even robbed by the pig... by the handsome guy!
Chapter completed!