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Limited by vision, Fu Anan couldn't see them.
But the crash was clearly audible from the rear, and the riot ended a minute later with a few screams.
The result is self-evident, the entire cabin is filled with the stench of rancidity and blood.
Fu Anan lowered his head and wrote down in his notebook
[Keep absolutely quiet, the door cannot withstand the attack of the zombie group. ]
——With
the precedent of the unlucky, all the surviving people kept quiet, survived the eleventh day of sailing, and spent it safely.
The twelfth day of sailing survival, passed safely.
On the thirteenth day of sailing survival, it started at about three o'clock in the morning, and
there was a sound from another room.
"Grab him!"
"Oh my God, I was bitten."
"Ah, help!"
Fu Anan sat up from the bed all of a sudden, lying on the cat's eye and looking out.
The door on the opposite side opened by itself, and the person inside rushed out covered in blood, followed by the companion who went in together two days ago.
But he has turned into a zombie.
The man who rushed out looked around and slapped the closed door.
But no one opened the door.
Fu Anan didn't dare to open the door either.
The man who called for help had lost his ear and was bleeding.
Immediately afterwards, he was thrown down by a yellow-haired zombie.
It was the people who had been in hiding after being injured two days earlier that started to get sick.
There are also some rooms where people who were bitten two days ago lived, and they fell ill one after another, either being forked out by the survivors in the room, or the survivors in the entire room died under the mouths of the zombies.
From three o'clock in the morning to six or seven o'clock in the morning, it was definitely a long and dark time for the survivors in the entire cabin.
Fu An'an looked at the opposite door. She remembered that the fat man on the opposite side was caught by zombies, and he hasn't moved yet. Is he dead?
At nine o'clock in the morning, the crisis is temporarily over.
Fu Anan stopped looking at the opposite room, stood up and twisted her neck, and started exercising twice a day.
There are three sets of radio gymnastics for her to choose from every day.
I don't want to practice martial arts, but I want to be able to run faster than zombies when encountering danger.
Don't suffer from waist pain, leg pain and cramps if you haven't run for two steps. The body is the capital of survival.
Fu An'an felt that apart from being lucky, she also had many advantages such as paying attention to details and taking precautions before they happen.
Among the survivors in the entire cabin, she, Fu An'an, might be the most prepared.
After finishing her morning exercises, Fu An'an barely warmed up the food left in the refrigerator, and ate it alive. Turn over the first page of the notebook and cross out today's date. There are still seventeen days before leaving this ghost game.
——Fu
An'an's ability to fight does not mean that other people can also.
They were not as well-prepared as Fu An'an, some rooms with a lot of people didn't have enough food and water.
Either starve to death, or go out, walk through the corridors full of zombies, and find food in the kitchen.
Finally a team started to move.
Clang—
a throwing sound in the quiet corridor caught the attention of the zombies outside the door.
The next moment, an explosive song sounded at the end of the corridor. There was a rushing sound in the corridor, and all the zombies rushed to the corridor. Fu Anan watched the door diagonally opposite was opened, and several people ran towards the kitchen quickly.
The ringtone of the mobile phone bought them a lot of time, and several people successfully transferred.
Fu An'an looked at the zombie who slowed down and chased after him for a while, and then calmed down because he lost his target. He lowered his head and wrote in his notebook - [hearing priority] With the
first one, there will be a second and third room The survivors moved to the kitchen.
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Fu Anan stood guard at the door, eating an apple to record how many survivors had passed.
From the thirteenth day to now, a total of 21 crew members tried to escape to the galley, and 16 of them succeeded. The number of zombies outside was between one hundred and ninety and two hundred and ten.
Fu An'an counted the zombies outside again through the cat's eyes.
Maybe he was too absorbed and didn't notice a zombie slowly approaching. Until it blocks the peephole.
Bang -
the zombie slammed its head on the door, scaring Fu An'an to the ground.
Xu Shi heard the sound, and the zombie bumped harder, attracting other zombies in the corridor.
wipe!
Fu Anan took a few steps back, tightly holding the kitchen knife that came from the kitchen.
At this time, there was a sound of opening the door, and someone couldn't hold back and fled to the kitchen. The timing was just right, and it attracted the zombies at her door.
Fu Anan lay on the door and looked out. It was the fat man opposite her.
I haven't seen him for a few days, and the fat man has been starved to death.
Fu Anan looked at him in surprise, he was scratched by zombies before, but he didn't mutate!
Is he an exception?
Or will mutations be transmitted only when bitten by zombies?
Fu Anan watched the fat man run to the kitchen door, and watched him hide in the kitchen. In the next two days, no one escaped to the kitchen anymore.
Fu An'an guessed that there might be no one in the other rooms, and she was the only one left in the middle and rear of the cabin.
Survival at sea on the eighteenth day
Fu An'an listened to the sound of zombies walking back and forth and hitting the wall outside, and even had to eat an apple slowly, not daring to make too much noise.
In addition, there was a problem with the water source. The water in the faucet turned yellow two days ago, with a faint fishy smell.
Thanks to space props, there are still thirty-six bottles of mineral water in the space. In addition, there is one space of fruit, twenty-seven bags of instant noodles, ten pieces of whole wheat bread, and one space of medical supplies.
These things gave her a lot of security.
Zizi—
the light overhead flickered on and off.
Fu Anan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up, but luckily the light came on again soon.
Fu An'an stood up and stood barefoot on the ground covered with a layer of quilt. It's a pity that I didn't bring a few books with me. In one's survival, the only way to pass the time is to do silent radio gymnastics.
Just then, a voice came from the direction of the kitchen.
"What, what are you doing?
You can't do this!"
Save—"
The voice stopped abruptly.
A man's body was thrown out of the kitchen, and Fu An'an's eyes widened. This man was the captain of the Homecoming, and the zombies rushed to the branch. Eat the captain's flesh and blood.
Something happened in the kitchen.
Fu An'an couldn't see the specific situation, and there was no movement at the door. Only the captain's body, which was gnawed to the bone, stood up unsteadily after more than six hours , joined the team of zombies.
The time for infection to become zombies has shortened, which is not good news. Seeing that
the 19th day of sailing survival
is one step closer to success, two people were thrown out of the kitchen this time, Or two corpses. It attracted another round of scrambling among the zombies. In less than six hours, two zombies were freshly baked. The
time for corpse transformation was even shorter.
Fu Anan squeezed the homemade decompression ball tightly, trying to relieve tension, stress and anxiety. Fear.
Relax, as long as she stays in the room and doesn't make a sound, she will be safe, Fu Anan has been comforting herself in her heart, there are still eleven days left!
Bang bang—
a mobile phone was thrown from the kitchen and landed in the second half of the corridor.
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There were too many zombies outside the kitchen door, and they repeated their tricks, trying to lure the zombies to the back half of the cabin.
And Fu Anan's room happened to be in the middle of the cabin and at the back!
Seeing the hot music playing from the mobile phone not too far from his room, and summoning a group of disheveled, unkempt zombies who were ready for 857 at any time, Fu An'an didn't mention how fucked he was.
Her psychological quality in the past nineteen years has grown by leaps and bounds in this short month.
——On
the twentieth day of seafaring survival, at two o'clock in the morning
, Fu An'an was taking a short rest when he suddenly felt a slight noise coming from above his head.
Fu An'an sat up all of a sudden, picked up the kitchen knife on the bedside, and looked fiercely at the top of his head.
Click—
the ventilation duct was opened.
Fu Anan took a step back, and the palm of the hand holding the kitchen knife began to sweat.
The next moment, the head of the person on it was revealed first—
it was a living person, or an acquaintance! He can't even carve a flower well, and he becomes the chef's chef by luck and color.
Master Fu glanced at the kitchen knife in Fu Anan's hand, turned over lightly, and landed on Fu Anan's bed almost without a sound. The kitchen master looked around, then looked at Fu Anan, and asked in a low voice, "Is there any food and water?"
Fu Anan took out a bag of bread that was about to expire, and a bottle of mineral water.
Master Fu took it and opened the bread. His demeanor looks elegant and good-looking, but he actually ate the bread and drank the whole bottle of mineral water in half a minute.
"Thank you." Master Fu, as cold as ever, began to survey the surroundings.
Immediately afterwards, he took out the extra sheets from the closet, tied a long cloth rope, stood on the sofa and tied one end to the upper right corner of the door.
"Help me." Master Fu stood in front of the wardrobe and whispered to Fu An'an, "Protect these edges and corners, don't let them bump and make noise."
Master Fu rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms.
It may be that he is the one who looks thin in clothes and fleshy in clothes.
With a lot of strength, he picked up the wardrobe by himself, and used the things in the room to re-establish a stronger line of defense at the door, which seemed to make him feel more secure.
I feel that this master chef can do everything except carving.
"Master Fu." Fu Anan leaned over and asked, "Did you come from the kitchen?
" There was internal strife, a small group of people took over the kitchen, and the supplies were controlled by them, and all those who resisted them would be killed and thrown out to feed the zombies." "Can't you beat them even if you have a gun?" Fu Anan looked at the
sacked
gun Cheng Guangwa's polished pistol silently put away his kitchen knife.
How can a cook have a gun?
"Just the ones outside...can you shoot?" Fu Yizhi put the pistol on the table, picked up the apple that Fu Anan put on the table, and ate it.
Fu Anan frowned slightly, seeing that he was not going to leave, she suddenly had a bad premonition.
"This ventilation duct extends in all directions. Where are you going?"
"It's here."
"What? No." Fu Anan said without thinking, "I don't have enough food here, Master Fu, you should go elsewhere Let's take a look at the room."
"In the last ten days of the survival game, the difficulty will become more and more difficult." Fu Yizhi said lightly.
Fu Anan was taken aback, and immediately pretended to be stupid, "What survival game? I don't understand."
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"A player?" Fu Yizhi glanced at her, "Newbie?
The first rule of survival games: Non-players can't hear anything about the game. Next time, pretend to remember."
He was actually testing himself!
Fu An'an opened his mouth wide, he didn't expect the routines among the players to be so deep.
"So what, where did you come from, and where are you going back?" Fu Anan said without thinking, don't think that everyone is a player and she will let him stay.
"Don't worry, I won't stay here for too long." Fu Yizhi stood up and looked outside through the cat's eyes, "I will leave when I find a suitable refuge. In exchange, you don't want to hear information about this survival game ?”
With that said, she was a little moved.
"How many days do you plan to stay with me?"
"Three days." Fu Yizhi stepped on the table, reached out his hand and stuck something to seal the opening of the ventilation duct where he came down, "The second rule of the survival game, the general game can be divided into two parts. There are three parts, the first ten days belong to the incubation period, the least dangerous;
the middle ten days belong to the outbreak period, which is more dangerous than the incubation period;
the last ten days belong to the dangerous period, especially the last five days."
Fu Yizhi said, and Fu Anan took a notebook to record , "Oh, thank you."
"You don't need to thank me, remember to prepare the food I will eat for these three days."
Fu Yizhi took out the blueprints that he carried with him, took Fu Anan's pen and began to write and draw.
There is one more person in the room, and it is inconvenient to use the space. Fu Anan thought for a while, and secretly put ten bottles of mineral water and twelve packs of instant noodles in the cabinet.
"Then what, I don't have enough food, so don't hang around when the time comes." Fu Anan warned worriedly.
——
"No, please don't!"
The voice came from the cafeteria again, bang——
There was a sound of dropping heavy objects, and the messy footsteps of zombies came from outside the door.
Fu Anan looked out through the cat's eyes, and frowned tightly, "How many people are there in the kitchen? Is there not enough food in there?" "The
whole cabin's food is all in the kitchen, and there are two large tanks of water in stock." , What do you think?"
Fu Yizhi focused on writing and drawing on the blueprint, while taking time to answer Fu Anan's question, "There is a four-person player team inside, and they do this to find space props." "Space...
space Props?" After suffering the loss last time, this time Fu An'an felt like she was pretending.
"Isn't it where you are?" Fu Yizhi stopped the pen in his hand and looked at Fu An'an.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fu An'an immediately shook his head and looked at him sincerely, "I don't even know what space props are." "The
third law of space: people who have space props are most likely to survive. After Fu Yizhi finished speaking, he buried his head down again, drew a big circle in the captain's room, and continued casually, "According to the rules of the game, the space cannot be robbed directly, unless the player who owns it dies, it can be re-acquired by other players."
"This, that's it." Fu An'an nodded, with a slight fear in his eyes. Fortunately, he didn't expose his own space, "But these people's methods are too cruel." "There are more cruel than this.
" " Fu Yizhi said indifferently, then searched for the blueprint and reopened the ventilation duct.
"What are you going to do?" Fu Anan stood up and asked.
"I'll go to the captain's room to find something, and lock the ventilation duct later." Fu Yizhi grabbed the edge of the ventilation duct with both hands, easily climbed up and disappeared.
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Fu Anan stood in front of the door and continued to observe the zombies outside through the cat's eyes.
It took four hours for the new zombie to mutate, and the time was shortened again.
In addition to the gradual shortening of the mutation time, Fu Anan also discovered an extremely important thing - the sound seemed to be less able to interfere with the zombies.
There was loud music playing from the back of the cabin, and the zombies were attracted at first, but quickly dispersed. As if guided by something, the most gathered in the kitchen and in front of her door.
They also seem to... have a better sense of smell.
Fu Anan looked straight ahead, a zombie with a bitten nose and protruding cartilage. The nerves on its nostrils trembled crazily, imitating the way normal people sniff things, and it got closer and closer to the door, and then its muddy eyes met Fu Anan who was hiding behind the door, twisting its uncoordinated limbs crazily knock on the door.
It was a big hit, and other zombies flocked to it.
Fu Anan moved away from the door in a panic, took out toilet water, and sprinkled the whole bottle on the door.
The movement of the zombies remained the same, and the furniture blocking the door was shaking, as if the zombies were about to break in the next moment.
I wipe!
With a kitchen knife in hand, Fu Anan moved the table under the ventilation duct.
It happened to be face to face with Fu Yizhi who had returned from a trip.
"What are you doing?"
"Hurry up, hurry up, this place is no longer safe." Fu Anan put the kitchen knife aside, pushed Fu Yizhi's head into the ventilation duct.
"Stop pushing, I'll go down and have a look."
Fu Yizhi pressed her hand, dropped the backpack behind him, and landed quietly.
The next moment, the zombie knocked open the door.
Even if the cabinet and sofa in front of the door were blocked, the gap in the door was enough for one person to go in and out, and the zombies would crazily squeeze into the room smelling the smell.
Fu Anan copied the kitchen knife and followed Fu Yizhi, "Master Fu, be careful, I am the queen!"
Fu Yizhi's pistol was equipped with a silencer, and after a few bangs and muffled bangs, the zombies at the front fell down. The next moment, Fu Yizhi stretched out his hand and pulled the long table beside the door in front of the door, and kicked towards the zombie at the door, and the zombie behind fell back like dominoes.
Fu An'an watched as Fu Yizhi threw something out and closed the door in one go.
The loud music briefly attracted the attention of the zombies. Fu Anan took out another bottle of insecticide and sprayed it on the door.
"What's going on?"
Fu Yizhi took two steps back after smelling it.
"These zombies are evolving!" Fu Anan looked at the two corpses at the door with lingering fear, and sprayed Fu Yizhi with insecticide.
Seeing his disgust, there was nothing he could do, "Let's just make it, the toilet water is gone, so we can only use this to cover up the smell." "Have
they evolved their sense of smell?"
"Yeah." Fu Anan nodded, "I think to be more precise, it should be This virus has been evolving."
Fu Anan said, taking out his own notes, "It's not just that the sense of smell has become stronger. According to my records, it took two and a half days for Brother Li to be infected by this virus. It infected Dr. Song and Dr. Song. Master Zhu and the others took less than two days, and the longer the time goes by, the shorter the time for the virus to mutate, until now the time for the virus to mutate is as short as less than four hours." Fu Yizhi took the record written by Fu
Anan Take a look, "You wrote it carefully."
"It's all for survival." Fu Anan squatted in front of the two corpses, looking at them now, she felt nauseous, "What should I do with these two?
" Go." Fu Yizhi took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers, "According to what you said, this room may not be able to support it soon, so we must quickly find another safe place."
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"Master Fu, in fact, I have always had an immature little idea." Fu Anan said, dragging the corpses to the door obediently, his eyes drifting past the heads of the two corpses, trying not to see them being opened The large intestine and viscera that flow out after the bowel is broken.
Fu Yizhi: "Since you're immature, don't say it."
Fu Anan: ... Then I have to say it.
"I've counted the zombies outside, and the total is 169. This number is indeed large, but it's not so large that we can't control it at all. If we find a way to switch from defense to offense...is it possible to kill them in one day? Twenty zombies?"
"That's a good idea, go by yourself."
"I...you can't say that!" Fu Anan's eyes widened.
"If you can persuade the group of people in the kitchen to come out and work hard together, then this plan is barely acceptable." Just as
Fu Yizhi finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.
"Damn it, there are other people alive in this cabin! Bring all the zombies here!"
Fu Anan was stunned when she heard the voice inside, and turned to look at Fu Yizhi, "Did you just throw away your mobile phone? Where did you throw it away?" ?"
"Throw it away, it seems to be in the direction of the kitchen." Fu Yizhi said lightly.
Fu An'an: ...There is no chance for an alliance.
Fu Anan didn't dare to get too close to the door now, and sat in the room listening to the changes in the kitchen, until there was the sound of running outside the door, and after several screams, the door became quiet again.
"You threw it on purpose?" Fu An'an looked at Fu Yizhi.
"The fourth rule of the survival game: this is a personal game, don't easily form an alliance with anyone, and don't trust any outsiders." Fu Yizhi stood up, picked up the backpack beside him and put it on the two bottles of water next to him.
Fu Anan looked at him like this, "Are you leaving?"
"What else? To share the bed with you?" Fu Yizhi's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled contemptuously.
How does this man talk.
Fu Anan took a deep breath, "This is for you."
Fu Yizhi looked at the instant noodles that Fu Anan handed over, and took it casually, "One last reminder, I suggest you not be too kind."
She is not kind to everyone.
Fu An'an was about to refute, but there was no one in the room at this time. Fu An'an glanced at the open vent, and it's good to leave, so at least there is no need to guard against an outsider at any time.
Bang, bang -
the sound of zombies colliding came from outside again. Fu Anan looked at the corpses of zombies sitting in rows at the door, because the zombies were still evolving, and there was a possibility of breaking into the door at any time, which made people nervous.
On the 23rd day of sailing survival
, the zombies hit the door three or four times. Fortunately, the smell of the corpses of the zombies at the door made them not persistent, but this also caused Fu Anan to sleep almost all night.
But compared to her, the smell of living people in the kitchen is more attractive to zombies. The sound of slamming on the door came from outside the kitchen almost every moment. I don't know how long the people inside can last.
But there is one thing that Fu An'an is quite certain of at this time - she is leaving this cabin!
Having worked as a food delivery person on the ship for a few days, she still understands the structure of the entire freighter, so it should be no problem to avoid those zombies and go to the deck.
There was a sharp sound of nails hanging on the door, and Fu Anan frowned uncomfortably, stood up and started preparing the equipment for going out.
First, a table was dismantled, and a kitchen knife was wrapped around it with adhesive tape. The half-meter-long handle is paired with a large kitchen knife for chopping bones, giving people a sense of sight of an axe.
It felt pretty good, Fu Anan waved it, and then put it aside.
After these days of consumption, two of the six spaces have been vacated. Fu An'an looked at the room and felt that there was something useful, so she took everything she could take with her.
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Next, open the closet and look for long-sleeved and thick clothes inside.
Although it is summer at thirty-five degrees, life is more important than coolness. Even put on clothes, trouser legs, cuffs and other loose places, Fu An'an used the remaining tape to stick them tightly.
After making sure that he was well equipped, Fu Anan took out his small pot.
In order to avoid zombies and avoid making unnecessary noises, and also to avoid attracting the attention of people in the kitchen, even eating instant noodles these days is dry. On the last day here, she wants to eat hot instant noodles!
Fu Anan extravagantly put two bottles of mineral water, put the instant noodles into the pot, put down the seasoning packet, and a scent lingered around the tip of his nose, diluting the smell of rotting corpses and toilet water that filled the room.
She also has a ham sausage!
The ham is sliced very thin and fused in the pasta. If you can put some chopped green onion and green vegetables, the taste will be even better.
This smell also spread to the kitchen.
"Damn it, I'm working hard to fight against zombies here, and someone is cooking instant noodles outside!" Player Li Gao has a particularly sensitive nose, and he cursed after smelling it, "When I go out, I must kill this instant noodle maker!" People."
As soon as the words fell, the kitchen door was slammed again.
A large number of zombies crowded the door, and the door lock was already crumbling.
"Brother Li, the kitchen door is almost unable to withstand it." The NPC companion next to him asked Li Gao next to him for help.
"If you can't resist it, you have to resist it, let them in and everyone will die! Hold on, when we reach the sea area where the sun never sets, the army will come to rescue us!" Li Gao was still beating the NPC who didn't know the truth, "We are not far from the high seas of the country where the sun never sets."
Li Gao said so, and exchanged glances with the other three in private.
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After Fu An'an had his last meal in the cabin, he climbed up the ventilation duct on the bed and stool.
Seeing the relaxed look of the kitchen chef, it was not easy for her to get up.
Radio gymnastics still needs more practice.
Fu Anan, who climbed up, kicked the stool away, and the sound caught the attention of the zombies. Seeing the crumbling door, Fu Anan swallowed, and began to crawl outside without looking back.
After she started climbing for a while, she suddenly realized that it was not that simple.
The ventilation ducts extend in all directions, and it is still dark inside. Fu An'an's sense of direction is not particularly good. For a while, she didn't know which direction the elevator and stairs were going up. You can only choose one direction and climb forward aimlessly.
Pass through each room through the ventilation duct opening. Looking down through the cracks, almost every room is occupied by zombies.
Immediately afterwards, Fu Anan stopped when passing by a room.
She's above the infirmary!
Looking from the top down, the three dining cars were scattered, and the unfinished steak fell to the ground and mixed with the black blood. The pharmacy counter collapsed, all kinds of medicines were scattered all over the place, and seven or eight people walked aimlessly inside.
She saw Dr. Song among several people. Dr. Song's white coat was completely black, and the cuffs and trouser legs seemed to be empty.
Fu Anan lay lower and lower, trying to see more clearly, Dr. Song staggered, and just walked right under the ventilation duct.
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Roar! ! !
Dr. Song raised his head, his originally delicate and handsome cheek was bitten fiercely, exposing the black gums and nerves, which looked extremely ferocious. A chunk of cheek flesh hung from his chin, and pus dripped down the carrion.
His bloodshot eyes stared straight at where she was, and the muscles on both sides of his nose trembled wildly.
It found itself!
The rest of the zombies also looked at her position, and Fu Anan was frightened by seven or eight zombies staring at her. Quickly leave here and climb forward.
In addition to the zombies, Fu An'an found living people in a room separated from the infirmary by a wall.
To be precise, it should be a half-dead living person who is left hanging with one breath.
This is a young girl, Fu Anan remembers her, she is the captain's niece, she seems to be called Sun Caiyan.
There was a strong smell of perfume in the room, there were various food wrapping papers on the floor, and there were many empty mineral water bottles on the table. It can be seen that this person has prepared a lot of things, but not as well as her.
"Hello, how are you?" Fu Anan opened the vent and asked in a low voice.
Sun Caiyan was too hungry to stand up, but seeing Fu An'an seemed to see hope.
"Is there any water?"
"Yes." Fu Anan pretended to take a bottle from her backpack and threw it into her arms.
"Thank you, thank you!" Sun Caiyan hugged the mineral water bottle and poured it vigorously, and drank all the mineral water in a bottle, "Is there any more?" "
I don't have much." Fu Anan shook his head, knowing that The reason why wealth should not be revealed.
Sun Caiyan licked her lips, her face somehow brightened, "I remember you are Uncle Fu's niece, your name is Fu An'an, right?" "
Yeah."
Fu An'an agreed.
There was a knocking sound on the door, apparently their conversation attracted the zombies outside.
Sun Caiyan's expression changed, "An'an, where are you going? Can you take me with you?"
Fu An'an didn't speak, and he had some calculations in his heart.
"Please, if you leave me here alone, I will either starve to death or be eaten by those monsters outside!" Sun Caiyan pleaded, and there was no one left to kneel down to Fu Anan.
Fu Anan glanced at the gate outside, and tilted his head to signal her, "Come up."
From one person to two, Fu Anan crawled in front, and Sun Caiyan followed closely. About ten minutes later, she found the elevator to go up, which was located diagonally below.
The elevator door was closed tightly, and there were only three or four zombies wandering around.
Have the opportunity!
Fu Anan took a deep breath, turned to look at Sun Caiyan, "I have something to discuss with you." "
What?"
Fu Anan pointed down, "We have two divisions of labor, one is responsible for leading away the zombies below, and the other is going down to open the elevator. You What to choose?"
"I, I..." Sun Caiyan didn't seem to expect that Fu An'an would tell her this, "An'an, I'm afraid." "
Who is not afraid of the following things? You must choose one."
This matter is not discussed.
"Then I, I'll drive the elevator." Sun Caiyan struggled for a moment and chose the latter.
"Okay, then I'll attract the zombies. I'll lure all the zombies to the front of the cabin later, and you take the opportunity to go down and open the elevator door." Fu Anan sat down quickly and made a decision.
"Well, good." Sun Caiyan nodded nervously.
"Also, don't close the elevator before I come back." Fu Anan looked at Sun Caiyan with cold eyes, and warned, "If you dare to go first and wait up, I will hack you to death with a kitchen knife."
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"Don't worry, An'an, I will never abandon you." Sun Caiyan hastily promised.
Fu Anan looked behind her, "How much perfume do you have left?"
Sun Caiyan: "There is still... half a bottle."
Fu Anan: "You spray some more yourself, and give me the rest."
Sun Caiyan was stunned , looking at the half bottle of perfume, I feel a little reluctant, this is her Miss Dior.
"Hurry up!" Fu An'an stretched out her hand to urge.
Sun Caiyan took it out and carefully sprayed some on himself.
"Grinding." Fu Anan reached out and snatched it, sprayed some more on her body, and then stuffed the bottle into her pocket, "Pay attention to the timing, I'm leaving." Fu Anan quickly climbed to the top of the corridor, deliberately making it
out The sound attracted the attention of all the zombies in the corridor.
"Come and catch me, you idiots!"
Roar! !
The provocative zombies roared one after another, and all the zombies looked up, reaching out to support the person who wanted to grab the ventilation duct. They surged in the corridor, and even the zombies locked in the room began to riot.
If it falls, it may be eaten all at once.
Fu An'an swallowed, and continued to crawl forward.
Almost done, Fu Anan turned on the phone and started playing music. At the same time, spray Sun Caiyan's perfume on her body as if she didn't need money.
On the other side
, Sun Caiyan watched the zombies at the bow come down carefully, and opened the elevator according to Fu Anan's instructions.
"Ah!!"
Fu An'an, who couldn't see the situation clearly, only heard the scream coming from ahead, and then quickened her pace.
They miscalculated and the elevator was filled with zombies.
Sun Caiyan didn't have time to dodge, seeing the zombies rushing towards him, she closed her eyes in fright.
The kitchen knife that fell from the sky knocked down the zombie in front of her.
Fu Anan jumped down from the top, picked up the kitchen knife, grabbed Sun Caiyan with one hand, and rushed into the nearest room in a hurry.
The zombies in the elevator, followed by the lured zombies, slammed into the door frantically.
Sun Caiyan was so frightened that she could hardly stand still, "An'an, I, I..."
Now is not a good time to comfort others.
Fu Anan quickly set up the stool, turned over and climbed up the ventilation duct.
"What are you doing in a daze, come up quickly!"
The door was crumbling and was about to be knocked open.
Sun Caiyan hurriedly stepped on the stool, and climbed up the ventilation duct at the last moment. All the zombies that rushed in bit her shoes. Fortunately, the shoes were thick enough to not be bitten through.
"Woooooh, An'an, I was scared to death just now!"
Sun Caiyan hugged her foot, and there was a big tooth mark on the leather shoe.
Fu Anan glanced at her and didn't want to speak. It's the first time for everyone, who is not afraid. Fu An'an's whole body was trembling at this moment, lying in front of the pipe, panting heavily.
After drinking two big sips of water, Fu Anan was able to catch his breath, "Stop crying, do you want to attract all the zombies under us?" He said and
threw a bottle of mineral water to Sun Caiyan, "Drink less."
Sun Caiyan gulped down the mineral water, and after a while, the bottle was all empty, "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm really thirsty."
Fu Anan looked at her and rolled her eyes helplessly.
"Next time you meet a zombie, be smarter, I can't hit the zombie that is jumping at you with a kitchen knife every time."
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Chapter 20 Nautical Carnival 20
"Speaking of which, thank you so much." Sun Caiyan looked at Fu An'an, "You are so strong! An'an, are you... a player?" At this point,
Sun Caiyan stared at Fu An'an closely to see what she had reaction.
It's a pity that Fu An'an didn't show any abnormalities, he lowered his head and tightened the cap of the mineral water bottle.
Seeing this, Sun Caiyan continued, "Survival games are full of dangers, and it's normal for you not to dare to reveal your identity as a player. Let me introduce myself first. Actually, I am not the captain's niece. This is the second game I have experienced.
I really appreciate you and want to cooperate with you."
Fu An'an lay on the ventilation duct, looking as if she was observing below, but she actually eavesdropped on Sun Caiyan's speech with her ears up.
Who would have thought that saving someone casually would be a player.
No one answered, and Sun Caiyan was thinking about it alone.
"You must have gone through many rounds of games if you are so good. My first round of games was #￥%, which frightened me at the time. Have you experienced #￥%? The secret to its clearance is @#￥."
Fu An An frowned, why couldn't she hear something important?
If you can't hear clearly, you have to take action. Too long silence can easily arouse suspicion from others.
"There are too many zombies below, go back." Fu Anan said, "These zombies are evolving, we must leave here quickly." Upon hearing that he was about to act again,
Sun Caiyan subconsciously squeezed the empty bottle in his hand, Cracking in the narrow space, "Where are we going from here?" "
There is an elevator in the cabin, two emergency passages, one of which is a little far from the elevator game. Now that the zombies are here, we still have a chance " Fu Anan re-tied her tape, and sprayed the insecticide she had been carrying.
"Why can't we hide in the ventilation duct all the time?" After this time, Sun Caiyan is no longer willing to take risks, "The ventilation duct can lead to any place, we can go to the room where there is no one to find food, and we don't have to worry about the attack of zombies "
"Because there is no guarantee that the zombies will never come up." Fu Anan glanced at her, frowning,
"Even if they don't come up, those people in the kitchen are hidden dangers. We made a lot of noise just now, and they should also Now I know the benefits of ventilation ducts. If you want to stay, I will not accompany you."
Sun Caiyan wavered.
"You'd better make up your mind quickly."
After Fu An'an finished speaking, she turned around and crawled towards the stairs.
Sun Caiyan struggled for a long time between staying alone and leaving with Fu Anan, and finally chose the latter.
The two opened the vent, and Fu Anan looked at the zombies gathered at the end of the cabin, and gave Sun Caiyan three fingers-"Rush up within 30 seconds." As soon as the words fell,
Fu Anan jumped down first.
Sun Caiyan followed closely behind.
The zombies at the back of the cabin swarmed towards them. Fu Anan didn't dare to look behind, and rushed straight up to the second floor.
The door on the second floor was actually closed! It was locked from the outside.
Fu An'an was taken aback, it was the first time in her life that she was so unlucky!
"Fu An'an, they are about to catch up, what should we do now?"
Sun Caiyan hugged Fu An'an's arm and screamed, deeply regretting the decision she made.
She shouldn't have come with Fu An'an!
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