After almost eating, Sneijder actually got out a pack of chewing gum, and each of them took a piece and started chewing it.
"We don't seem to have tooth decay, right?"
Regel also took a piece.
"Probably not," Steve said still relatively optimistically: "Either dead or out of the exit, even if the limbs are broken, they can be repaired, let alone this little tooth decay."
"This can also make the breath sober and natural, exuding the light aroma of mint, so it won't smudge others."
Sneijder's words finally made those who were not laughing finally laugh.
Gordon walked to the window, opened the tightly blocked curtains with the slightest movement, and peeked out secretly.
Everyone then walked over and took a peek.
Cheng Qianxun lifted a corner and looked out from the gap between the firmly nailed wooden boards.
The sky outside has become dark, and it will be completely dark in another half hour.
Zombies have begun to appear, and there are about a dozen of them gathered outside the house.
Each one of them was like a corpse that had just crawled out of a grave, moving step by step mechanically with dull expressions.
Gordon looked at the zombies dangling outside the windows and said softly: "I've seen it.
The glass here is double-layered.
As long as you don't shout loudly, snoring or something like that should have no effect."
Sneed said with a smile: "It seems that Lord Mammon really takes care of us, gives us enough food and drink, and allows us to have a good sleep."
"You pagan, you always praise the devil, it will make us more durable when we can escape."
Locke muttered dissatisfied.
"Shh, stop talking."
Steve reminded everyone: "There is a situation."
At this time, there was a zombie.
I don’t know whether he discovered something or was driven by instinct.
He walked towards here step by step.
Steve lowered his voice: "Don't move, it will leave if it doesn't see anything."
No one dared to move.
The zombie tilted half of its body and slowly staggered over, right in front of Locke.
Locke was so frightened that his face changed.
He stood in front of the window and did not dare to move.
His hands remained holding the curtains, but his whole body was trembling.
The zombie came closer to the window, and his cloudy gray eyes were no more than a small ruler away from Locke through the glass.
Locke's whole body was shaking more and more violently.
If the people around him hadn't stared at him with warning eyes, he would have turned around and fled immediately.
The zombie shook his head nervously, opened his lipless teeth, and made a few "ahhhh" sounds.
He probably didn't hear or see anything, so he turned around and left again.
Everyone still didn't dare to move.
After it was gone, they all lowered the curtains and returned to the sofa and carpet, sitting and leaning against it.
At this time, I feel that the sweat on my body is no worse than when I trot, and the back of my neck is sweaty.
Steve let out a long breath: "Fortunately we didn't light candles.
If the room was lighter than outside, it could see us."
"Can you light the lamp now?"
Locke lit the oil lamp that he had dug out from the basement in the afternoon.
The oil lamp gave off a dim light, illuminating the outline of everyone's face.
The sight and hearing of zombies are the same as those of humans, and even become worse due to decay.
Cheng Qianxun couldn't help but said: "We should really thank Satan for not playing tricks on us to death.
If we can create a final version that can fly over walls and walls Zombies, we really just want a quick death."
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Locke frowned: "They will rot, right?"
Gordon asked: "Tell me what you think."
Steve already knew what Locke was thinking and shook his head: "Under natural conditions, the whole process takes about one to two months.
If the temperature is high enough, it only takes half a month.
But zombies are a little different.
It is said that it takes It will take half a year to rot, some say it will take a year.
If there is enough food and the number of zombies does not increase, I would also like to hide in a safe place until they are all rotten and can only crawl on the ground."
"Even if there is enough food, the number of zombies will not increase."
Rudolph calmly gave the result: "Can the masters above allow us to live a comfortable pastoral life?"
The answer can be answered by anyone: no.
"Okay" Gordon looked around: "Then have a good rest.
We will set off at dawn tomorrow and spend the night in another house.
We will be able to get to the parking spot of the helicopter the day after tomorrow.
I hope this thing can still fly by then."
Everyone then spit out the chewing gum in their mouths and prepared to rest.
"That's it for the quilt.
In order to keep everyone from freezing, we need to re-make it."
Gordon began to distribute the quilts again.
He hummed twice and said slightly unnaturally: "I'll go with Rudolph; Steve, Sneijder and Locke, you will be in a group, and I will give you the biggest quilt.
Cheng, you are thin, so you will be in a group with Regel. " Obviously Gordon is not good at using his mind, and even finding a reason to redistribute will have flaws.
Everyone else knew it and started to get ready to sleep, but Locke was obviously a little uncomfortable and said to Sneijder: "I'll sleep on the outside and let Steve sleep in the middle."
Steve frowned slightly: "With so many things, you know I'm not gay."
Locke stared at Steve up and down: "Probably not."
Steve also stared.
"I'm so tired, and with this thought, our accountant is really energetic."
Sneijder lay on the mattress taken from upstairs and pulled the quilt over him: "Why don't you go to bed quickly?
Do you want me to pull you, and you have to say "Don't be busy, baby?"
Perhaps it was the last words that everyone could understand, and everyone was amused when they heard Sneijder's lazily and seductive pure English "Kang Busy Baby".
Gordon and Rudolf laid the carpet on the dining table, rolled up the small quilt and used it as a pillow, and fell asleep.
Everyone slept with their clothes on, so that if something happened, they could stand up and run for their lives immediately.
Cheng Qianxun looked at the open double sofa, which was only about one meter wide.
The tall Reger slept on the outside because his feet were exposed outside the sofa.
After thinking for a while, she went to the side and took over the decorative curtains that she had just pulled down.
With a slightly surprised expression, Reger watched her fold the curtain cloth and place it under his feet.
"This will make you more comfortable."
Cheng Qianxun stepped in from the sofa and lay on the inside of the sofa.
As soon as she lay down, Regel covered her with a quilt.
"Go to sleep."
Regal helped her pull up the quilt, supported her head with one arm, and looked at her condescendingly.
The originally handsome face looked very soft under the dim oil lamp.
He turned around and faced her with his strong back.
After covering her with the quilt tightly, he lay still and only heard the sound of even breathing.
She smiled slightly, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
After a while, there were snoring sounds of varying degrees of severity in the living room.
After escaping for a day, everyone was tired, and soon she fell asleep.
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The sun shines on the woods, and the warm sunlight shines through the layers of branches, branches and leaves, and shines mottledly on the slightly moist ground.
She followed the team, walking step by step.
From time to time we walked through bushes and past mossy trees.
"Hurry up!"
Someone shouted from the front.
So she quickened her pace, as if the shrubs around her looked familiar.
When she was thinking about it, she had already passed the shrubs that were as tall as a person. . .
At the same time, a gray-black figure, like a shadow, also swayed slightly from the other side of the bush
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