Wen Nannan may be able to survive, but that doesn't mean others can.
rThey don't have Wen Nannan's ample preparation, and the food and water in some rooms have already run out.
rThey face the risk of starving to death, or being forced to leave their rooms and cross the zombie-infested corridor to find food in the kitchen.
rFinally, a team started to move.
rBang—
rThe sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the corridor attracted the attention of the zombies outside the door.
rThe next moment, a powerful song sounded at the end of the corridor. There was a burst of rapid footsteps in the corridor, and all the zombies ran to the back of the corridor.
rWen Nannan watched as the door of the room diagonally opposite her opened, and several people ran quickly towards the kitchen.
rThe phone ringtone bought them time, and they successfully transferred to the kitchen.
rWen Nannan watched as the zombies were one step late and did not catch up, and then quieted down because they had lost their target. She lowered her head and wrote in her notebook-hearing priority.
rWith the first successful case, the survivors of the second and third rooms moved to the kitchen.
rWen Nannan guarded the door, eating an apple while recording the number of survivors who had escaped.
rSince the thirteenth day, a total of twenty-one crew members have tried to escape to the kitchen, sixteen of whom have succeeded. The number of zombies outside is between 190 and 210.
rWen Nannan counted the zombies outside again through the peephole.
rPerhaps she was too focused and didn't notice that a zombie was slowly approaching. Until it blocks the line of sight
rBang—
rThe zombie slammed the door violently with its head, scaring Wen Nannan to the ground.
rMaybe it heard the movement, this zombie slammed harder, and also attracted other zombies in the corridor.
rDamn it!
rWen Nannan took a few steps back, clutching the kitchen knife she had taken from the kitchen.
rAt that moment, the sound of a door opening suddenly came, and someone couldn't help but flee to the kitchen. This timing was just right, attracting the zombies at the door.
rWen Nannan lay on the door and looked out. It was her next-door neighbor, the fat man.
rAfter not seeing him for a few days, the man had lost a lot of weight.
rWen Nannan looked at him in surprise. He had been scratched by a zombie before, but he hadn't mutated!
rIs he an exception?
rOr is it only contagious to mutate when bitten by a zombie?
rWen Nannan watched the man run to the kitchen door and watched him hide in the kitchen. In the next two days, no one else fled to the kitchen.
rWen Nannan guessed that there might be no one in the other rooms, and she was the only one left in the middle and back of the cabin.
rSea Survival, Day 18
rWen Nannan listened to the sound of zombies walking back and forth and hitting the wall outside, and even eating an apple had to be chewed slowly, not daring to make too much noise.
rIn addition, there was a problem with the water source. Two days ago, the water in the faucet turned yellow and carried a faint bloody odor.
rFortunately, there is a Spatial Bracelet, and there are still thirty-six bottles of mineral water in space.
rIn addition, there is one piece of fruit, twenty-seven bags of instant noodles, ten whole-wheat breads and one piece of medical supplies.
rThese things gave her a lot of security.
rZi zi—
rThe lights overhead flickered.
rWen Nannan's heart skipped a beat and she looked up. Fortunately, the lights came on quickly.
rWen Nannan stood up and stood barefoot on the floor covered with a quilt. It is a pity that I did not bring a few books. In the survival of one person, only silent radio gymnastics can pass the time.
rAt that moment, there was a sound from the kitchen.
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