With tears in his eyes, Cheng Qianxun turned back to take one last look at the burning place, and then continued to move forward.
After walking for about an hour, I finally walked out of the woods.
In front of me was a large grassland surrounded by woods, about two square kilometers in size.
On this piece of grass, I saw a milky white house in the distance.
Everyone's pace couldn't help but speed up, and since it was a downhill road, they walked even faster.
It only took two minutes to arrive.
The house is a two-story structure with an attic on the top, a typical foreign country villa.
It was surrounded by a low wooden fence, and everyone stood at the entrance of the fence.
"It stinks."
Locke frowned.
Needless to say, everyone saw two almost-gnawed remains lying on the left and right in the yard.
"It seems there are zombies here too."
Gordon tightened his grip on the machete in his hand: "Everyone, be careful."
Cheng Qianxun also held one in her hand, which was given to her by Regel on the way.
It was a sharpened branch used for fishing.
On the one hand, it was lighter to hold, and on the other hand, it could also be used as a crutch.
She followed the men into the courtyard and walked cautiously toward the open door.
"Oh, that's disgusting."
Locke covered his nose with one hand and held a defensive tool in the other.
He couldn't help but complain as he passed two corpses on the left and right with almost only skeletons left.
It was indeed disgusting.
The two corpses were almost eaten clean, and the few remaining pieces of meat were stuck to the blackened bones, exuding a gurgling stench.
Cheng Qianxun turned his head and tried not to look at the two corpses.
Like a haunted house, the door creaked and swayed from time to time due to the wind.
Slowly walked into the house.
The house was very quiet, and the door that made the sound was held by someone behind.
For Cheng Qianxun, who lives in the old part of the city, this house is very spacious.
The room was not too messy, except for some places where everything had fallen to the ground, leaving traces of the struggle.
Rudolf suggested: "It will get dark soon.
It's best to bury the bodies outside, otherwise the smell will kill people.
Check the upstairs to see if there are any zombies; there should be an attic and a basement here.
Go there.
See if there’s anything to eat and cover for the night.”
"Then it's best to act separately."
Regel interjected: "Steve and I will go upstairs and take a look."
Rudolf said leisurely: "Then I will deal with the two guys outside.
Anyway, what I am best at is dealing with corpses."
Then everyone split up.
Gordon took Locke to the basement, while Cheng Qianxun and Sneijder began to collect usable things in places where they had observed no danger.
"Hey, look."
In the kitchen, Sneed opened a closet, took out a can, and shook it proudly.
Cheng Qianxun immediately looked around and saw a shopping bag made of cloth, so he took it and put all the cans into the shopping bag with Sneijder.
Cheng Qianxun couldn't help but think of Zhang Ruoshan who had just died.
Cheng Qianxun couldn't help but shed tears.
She quickly turned her head to wipe the tears with the back of her hand.
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"Hey" Sneijder saw it and asked softly: "Beauty, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Cheng Qianxun forced a smile, but the tears still fell down unsatisfactorily.
She didn't bother to wipe them, sniffed, and quickly lowered her head to fill the cans.
There are quite a lot of things, so I only pick things that are easier to take away, and there are still a lot of things to eat in the evening or tomorrow morning.
There was a knocking sound outside, so Cheng Qianxun and Sneijder walked out, only to see Regel, Steve, and Gordon binding the doors and windows with wooden boards.
The sky outside the window began to get a little dark.
"Guys, what are you doing?"
Sneijder asked curiously.
Steve took off the nail from his mouth, put it on the end of the board, and knocked it in hard with a hammer: "You can help me too.
Lock up the doors and windows so that zombies won't come in.
Zombies are worse at night.
Active during the day”
At this time, Rudolph and Locke were coming down from upstairs, holding stacks of quilts in their hands.
Obviously everyone is going to sleep in the living room downstairs tonight, which is good, as it will be safer if there are more people.
"Beauty, go and help pass the nails.
You must be from a magical country and you don't know how to open cans.
I'm going to get some food.
You heard me right, it's food.
Sweet corn kernels, beans, Luncheon meat, let’s have a silent party in the living room tonight.”
Sneijder smiled and walked into the kitchen again.
The men looked at each other, smiled and continued ordering the boards.
It's always a good thing to have something to eat.
I originally thought I would have to rely on the fish I had in the afternoon to survive tonight.
"This is the last quilt."
Rudolph threw all the quilts he could cover on the ground: "Four.
There is another mattress upstairs, and there is a single sofa here."
Gordon finished ordering the last nail at this time, threw down the hammer and clapped his hands: "There is also a stall on the ground, and the kitchen table can be moved over."
"But there are not enough quilts."
Locke cursed: "There is only one quilt for every two people to sleep on, so they can't prepare more quilts."
"So do you have blankets, thick clothes, sleeping bags, anything?"
Gordon frowned slightly.
"There's nothing."
Rudolph pulled open one of the small quilts, and there was a dark condensation splatter on it: "Don't expect them to provide enough quilts like they do for hotel guests."
"Oh, God knows what this is, I don't want to sleep under this."
Locke quickly went to turn over other quilts.
"I'm not showing you the bloodstains."
Rudolph looked at Locke, who was a bit pretentious, with some pity: "I want to tell you that this quilt is a small quilt measuring seventy by fifty centimeters. , one adult is simply not enough, so we have to have three people squeeze into one quilt here, it will be much warmer if there are more people hugging each other.”
"Then just three thin guys squeezed together."
Locke said casually, turning over the relatively clean quilt as if he was brainless.
He seemed to realize something.
When he raised his head and looked at Cheng Qianxun, everyone was already looking at Cheng Qianxun.
Cheng Qianxun forced a smile unnaturally: "It doesn't matter, at least there is a quilt to sleep on tonight, maybe tomorrow night there will be nothing but mud."
"Yeah."
Gordon looked around and made an allocation: "Then Regel will be in a group with Steve and Locke; Rudolph and I will be in a group; Sneijder will be in a group with Cheng."
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"Why did you put me in a group of three?"
Locke shouted immediately.
Before Gordon could answer, Sneijder raised his eyebrows: "It's still early for distribution.
There are also canned junk foods in the kitchen that are delicious but full of preservatives.
Gordon and Regel will go get them with me.
Stop by and see if the boards on the kitchen window are nailed down so the others can start making the bed for tonight."
The arrangement went well, so Gordon and Regal followed Sneed to the kitchen.
"I'm going to help too."
Steve followed in the kitchen.
The remaining three people began to tidy up the sofa and quilts.
Locke looked towards the kitchen and said, "I don't know what they are doing there."
It seemed that there were really too many people, and I didn’t hear any movement inside after I passed by.
Rudolf threw down the quilt, stood up slightly on his tiptoes, and walked gently towards the kitchen.
After Cheng Qianxun and Locke looked at each other, they also dropped the quilt and tiptoed to the kitchen door to eavesdrop
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