C11

Yang Mu had seen Wang Liang's phone, Thunderheart TX.

This is currently the highest technology in the domestic market concept smart machine, the price is usually around 50,000.

Yang Mu had wanted to buy one before, and it was just too expensive. He had saved up some money in the Wen family for the past few years, but he was unwilling to spend it.

Now, if he could exchange a packet of fifty thousand yuan worth of instant noodles for a fifty thousand yuan phone, that would be a good deal, at least he could accept it.

After Wang Liang heard this, he immediately rejected and shook his head like a rattle.

Yang Mu sneered and pushed Wang Liang, who was standing by the door, out of the way. Then, he closed the door and locked it, allowing the people outside to knock on him without opening the door.

The noise they made alerted the zombies outside of the living room. When the zombies started to knock on the door, Wang Liang didn't dare to make any noise.

Yang Mu turned around and walked to the window. He pulled out a chair and sat by the window to watch.

The night was getting late, and some buildings nearby were lit up. This was one of the few bold ones, as most people did not dare to light their lamps.

Where did the zombie dog go? Yang Mu searched around but didn't find anything.

The sky darkened very quickly. It was already late at night before seven o'clock.

Yang Mu opened the window, took out the rope he had previously prepared, and placed it down. Then, he went to the window on the next floor, and fixed this place in place.

He wanted to go out and take a look, so he couldn't just stand here and wait for death.

After lying on the ground and watching for a few minutes, he confirmed that there shouldn't be any danger. Yang Mu then climbed down from the rope with a nimble body.

Soon, they arrived at the lower window. Fortunately, the window was open.

Yang Mu pushed open the window, placed one foot on the window frame and peeked inside.

It had to be a small bedroom, too, dark, with no one in sight in the moonlight.

Yang Mu grabbed the window frame and jumped into the house. Then, he tiptoed to the bedroom door and gently opened it a crack.

The living room was also very dark. Yang Mu's heart skipped a beat after he glanced over it. He saw a figure slowly walking back and forth in the living room. This should be a zombie without a doubt.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Mu closed the door, trying his best to move the bed over to block the door. He then pulled the bed towards the room, leaving a gap of about 7 cm between the door and the room.

He didn't dare make a sound when he did it, so he did it slowly for almost two minutes.

After he was ready, Yang Mu opened the door. The gap between the door and the door was only 7 cm, and it was impossible to pass through a person's body.

He raised his hand to knock on the door and the zombie was attracted to him.

After a few roars, he quickly walked over. He wanted to break through the door, but he couldn't. There was a big bed in front of him.

Yang Mu seized the opportunity and used his axe to chop off the zombie's head.

This method was too good, it was enough to be an attacker, but the zombie had no way of fighting back.

After dozens of slashes, the zombie finally fell to the ground.

Before he could regain his wits, another zombie appeared and stuck itself in the crack in the door.

So dangerous! Darkness was indeed dangerous. If he had rashly gone out to fight with the zombie, he might have been ambushed by the second zombie.

Yang Mu followed the same pattern and killed the zombie over ten times.

After knocking on the bedroom door, there were no more zombies. Only then did he open the bed and carefully go out to inspect the house.

This set was the same as the one upstairs, the master bedroom had a balcony.

Yang Mu went in and brought all the items from the master bedroom into the living room. Then, he moved the heavy items from the living room and closed the master bedroom door.

The main reason for doing this was to seal the balcony, so that the zombie dog wouldn't enter.

After inspecting the other rooms, Yang Mu was delighted.

This household was more popular than the ones upstairs. There was a refrigerator full of food and there was a lot of food to eat outside. There were only two bags of rice, which added up to 40 kg.

With this food, Yang Mu was no longer in a hurry. If he was unable to escape from this place, he would not starve for at least ten to fifteen days.

He continued to search and found a "Monarch" cigarette.

This is a bit expensive. One packet is 180, and one packet is 1.8.

After that, he found a rather large climbing bag and threw away the small bag from before. Afterwards, he swapped his food and toiletries into the large bag.

Even if there was food here, he had to make sure that his backpack was always prepared. He didn't know when he would leave this place in a crisis, but a backpack was an important item for him to live through.

He found a few new underwear that he probably didn't wear, two men, two women, all stuffed into his backpack, and found a bunch of rope, it was quite thick, similar to the kind used to pull out rivers, seven to eight meters long. This was a good thing, although it was a bit heavy, Yang Mu still straddled it on his body, and finally found a big machete in the kitchen.

It was a rare sight in the city. It looked a little like something used to chop firewood in the northern countryside. The weight was not bad, the back of the blade was heavy, the blade was sharp, and the tip of the blade even had a curved hook.

Yang Mu gestured with his hand and felt that it was much more convenient than the axe. Furthermore, the damage it dealt was much greater, so its lethality should be much greater as well.

However, although the axe only dealt a small amount of damage, it would cause a greater amount of damage if it came into contact with the enemy. This could potentially lead to a greater degree of fatality.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Mu decided to put the machete away in his bag as a backup weapon.

That's about it.

He rechecked the doors and windows of each room, made a new rope out of the bedclothes, and fixed it in the small room he had come into so that it could lead to the next floor.

Yang Mu did not continue to walk down the stairs. After he finished making the rope tunnel, he followed the same route back to the upper floors. The situation was still unclear, so he had to take three steps at a time.

At this moment, Yang Mu also had a sliver of luck in his heart. Who knew if the rescue team would arrive tomorrow morning. If they could follow them out of the area of separation, Yang Mu naturally wouldn't refuse.

He went back to his house to eat something, then rummaged around until he found the remote control for the air-conditioner. He turned it on and went to the bathroom in his bedroom to take a cold shower.

The circle of friends was in disarray, and people were bathing in all sorts of apocalyptic sights.

Opening a few videos of APPs, all of the netizens seemed to be talking about the apocalypse, and even more exaggerated was that a few of them were people from the ancient city of Han Ning. They were lying on the balcony, broadcasting the zombies outside.

While watching, Yang Mu slowly fell asleep. This time, it was 12 o'clock at night, and the notification sound of his WeChat kept ringing, causing Yang Mu to clamor.

Ye Zichen took out his phone and saw that it was from Butterfly.

"What are you doing?"

"So hungry."

"I want to eat it!"

"Hey, are you asleep? You open the door for me, and I'll come into your room, okay? "

From eleven-thirty to twelve, there were a dozen or so text messages.

Yang Mu was stunned as he watched these messages. Then, he picked up his phone and replied:

"Come in, I'll open the door for you."