Chapter 18

In the convenience store, the shelves are full of beautiful things, but the cashier who should have sat in the counter has disappeared, which is very cold.

Suddenly.

A tired figure dragged a zombie to the door of the convenience store. She tried to knock the door open with her back, and then entered the store.

"Wheeze, wheeze..."

Like a bellows, she gasped from her lungs, making her look a little pitiful. Sweat was dripping on her forehead and her body was already wet.

Then the door opened again, and a strong but pale young man came in with two zombies. He was very relaxed.

Seeing Qin Xiaoyu still breathing, he smiled and said, "good willpower. It's not easy for a girl to do this. Take a break and leave the convenience store in five minutes."

Then he hesitated and said, "you can enjoy the things in the store at will. I won't mind. I think the store won't mind."

Isn't it?

The shopkeeper didn't know where he had gone. It was more likely that he had become a zombie, or the meat in the mouth of a zombie.

It would be strange to be able to refute.

In the last world, not everyone can live. Some people live by luck, some by strength, and some by willpower.

Fang Mo is unique in the first two, and his willpower is absolutely extraordinary. He can naturally live.

Qin Xiaoyu is lucky and has superior willpower.

"I'm not hungry yet. I'll wait for you for a while. Anyway, you'll be finished soon." Qin Xiaoyu shook his head and walked out with some heavy steps.

Tired is definitely tired, but she also knows that if she wants to live, she can only do so.

As for handing over her body, she wouldn't do it, and Fang Mo wouldn't accept it, so they never talked about it.

When she went out, Fang took out a bone knife and stared at the three zombies on the ground. He laughed lightly, and his hands and feet were ready to take out the cataclysm gel.

Through several experiments, he has found that these zombies can not recover too quickly. If they are in an open place where they can touch the outside air at any time, they may start working in about five or six minutes.

If you are in a room, the time will be longer, about no more than 20 minutes.

This discovery actually made him feel something deeper, and made him more eager to start hunting zombies.

The air outside, if not wrong, must be helpful for zombies.

But he didn't know what it was and how to help.

But he thinks more.

For example, has the air been infected?

If you are exposed to the air for a long time, is it possible to become a zombie? In other words, will people who are originally in the immune body slowly become immune because of long-term activities in the outside air?

After that, it will become a disgusting zombie?

Because there was no material and no witness, he didn't know whether his guess was correct, but he felt that it should be.

Therefore, he needs to grow rapidly, and it is best to carry out the second evolution as soon as possible.

“1，2，3……”

“38，39，40……”

“49，50，…54！”

The small package was full of calamity gels, totaling fifty-four.

If it were not very soft, and its volume was about ten times smaller than that of the heart, I'm afraid it would not be enough to fill the package!

"There are 54, just enough to open the back of the notebook. I hope it won't disappoint me. There is..."

Later, he looked at several zombies on the ground that had begun to narrow the wound and shook his head. "It's amazing enough to take out the gel from the disaster, and actually shrink the wound."

Fortunately, otherwise, what he did would have been discovered by Qin Xiaoyu.

Of course, sometimes Fang Mo doesn't mean to avoid each other.

She probably knew something about the zombie. There was something he needed, but she was very smart and never asked even once.

A smart girl always makes people happy.

I'm afraid of those who don't know what to say. When they see him doing this, they immediately try to get what's on the zombie, and then swallow it crazily

Then he became a zombie.

Fang Mo doesn't know if such a thing will happen, but Qin Xiaoyu won't.

She seemed to be afraid of something, and she seemed to be afraid of something.

Every time she saw Fang Mo do it, she would touch her stomach, and then the desire in her eyes would melt immediately.

"Is this a picky eater?"

Fang Mo can only think so, but it's best for the other party to be picky about food, so as to save more trouble.

Dangdang!

He patted the glass door. When he saw Qin Xiaoyu coming, he waved. When the other party came in, he said, "there are several bags over there. You go and search for some food. We must find a safe place before dark."

After dark, it will be very dangerous, which he knows very well.

As for why Qin Xiaoyu should choose food?

HMM... in short, the girl is smart and knows how to study. She gets a lot of nutrition every time. He feels very admirable.

If he came, he might take a few packets of spicy strips and find some instant noodles, but Qin Xiaoyu will match milk, mineral water and small pot

Make a meal that may be just a stiff and dry supplementary physical meal, become nutritious and balanced, and have good color, flavor and taste.

He envies him very much, but his cooking ability can only look like such a lost petty bourgeoisie in the safe world. Now it is a completely chaotic world, but he doesn't have so much time to find vegetables, match the food and fill the gas tank with liquefied gas.

"Well, these things can supplement a lot of dietary fiber and have a certain nourishing effect on the stomach." Qin Xiaoyu came out with a schoolbag on his back and two bags in his hand, with an exciting smile on his face.

How to say, Fang Mo seems to have only seen it on his mother's face, but he clearly remembers that he is an orphan!

Fang Mo didn't daze too much, but after recalling the path in his mind, he said, "OK, let's go. I calculated the distance. There is an exhibition center over there. There are no people on weekdays. It's best to sleep in it at night."

Qin Xiaoyu looked at Fang Mo's back and a tear began to fall. She didn't know why. She saw the smell of the dead child's father from each other's back.

She touched her small belly, which was not obvious. She said in her heart, "I lied to him. You can earn some gas. You'd better grow slowly. Otherwise, with his style, you'll certainly throw away our women's oil bottles."

"But don't worry, son. He is a good person, but he may not have talked to anyone for a long time, which makes him a little cold. In fact, as long as we spend enough time together, we will have feelings."

"Friendship! Family affection!"

Love belongs only to the man who ran out of the door and wanted to make the family live better with a kitchen knife. It doesn't belong to Fang Mo!