After finishing the starch sausage, there was a package of 18 pieces in total. One piece was given to Xiaobai, and the remaining 17 pieces went into Jingyuan's stomach.

Chewing it dry like that really choked his throat, so he swallowed it with purified water. He used half a bottle of 500ml of purified water.

After eating the starch sausage, he still felt that it was not enough, so he took out another can of luncheon meat. It was an iron can with a good seal. It seemed to be for military use, not the aluminum one sold in supermarkets with pull tabs that can be easily opened.

can.

There was a can knife in the bag. He stuck the can knife on the can, held the handle with one hand and turned the knob with the other hand, opened the can, and ate it with the iron chopsticks sealed in the bag.

The taste is similar to that of starch sausage. It's like chewing a ball of crumbs. There's nothing you can do about it. There's no sense of taste. It's the same as anything you eat.

However, canned luncheon meat smells better than starch sausage. The so-called "color", "fragrance" and "taste", although there is no "taste", at least he can still appreciate the "color" and "fragrance".

He is always good at using this reason to comfort himself.

After eating and drinking, he looked at the data panel again.

[Hunger (Severe)] has turned into [Hunger (Moderate)]. I have eaten a lot. Once digestion is completed, the [Hungry] state will probably disappear.

Xiaobai over there was also lying on the ground showing off the dog food. Jingyuan stood up again, went to the kitchen cabinet and took out a bowl, wiped it clean, and filled it with water.

Since the original owner is hiding here, it means that the danger here is not high. I have a lot of time to study the map and the notebook tonight.

Under the dim candlelight, he spread out the half-meter-long map on the coffee table.

Relying only on candles, the light was indeed very weak, and you had to get very close to see the words on the map clearly.

He looked at his location and saw "Ten Miles of Sunshine" written on it. It was a residential building located in the center of the city.

The location of the "treasure box" is a fruit shop. The name of the shop is marked at the subscript, [Xianxuan Fruit Shop]. The "container" icon representing "materials" next to the fruit shop seems to be a small supermarket. They are all

In the southwest of Jingyuan.

Jingyuan raised the candle, went to the balcony and looked down.

Below is a dry artificial lake and bushes that have not been trimmed for a long time, and the cobblestone paths are overgrown with weeds.

By rough estimation, the room he was in was on the 7th or 8th floor. Apart from plants, he didn't see any other living things nearby.

Looking down from the lower right corner of the balcony, you can see the gate of the community, with a horizontal license plate hanging on it.

You can't even hear the chirping of insects or birds. This residential area is eerily quiet.

Jingyuan's heart was filled with panic. He turned around and looked at the empty guest room behind him. He always felt that something would suddenly come out of the darkness.

I really want to turn on the light, but there is no bright light and I feel inexplicably weak.

Fortunately, Xiaobai was with him. This stupid lame dog finished licking the water in the bowl, then ran up to Jingyuan's side and rubbed his ankles, sticking out his tongue to breathe.

Jingyuan put his palm on Xiaobai's head and felt its warm body temperature. The fear and loneliness of being in a strange environment were relieved a lot.

To be honest, he is not a very bold person. He does not dare to watch horror movies or play horror games alone. Although he sometimes watches his favorite anchors playing horror games, he will definitely open high-energy barrages. Before the high-energy,

Switch the full screen to a small screen, then put your hands in place, ready to cover the screen at any time.

I never thought that one day I would spend the night in such a desolate and dilapidated room.

He almost forgot the last year he used candles. It seemed that during the evening self-study in high school, the construction team dug out the wires, so the school distributed candles to each class during the evening self-study that night.

They also used candles. It was so lively at that time. Although there was no light, he was surrounded by his classmates and friends. When the teacher was not in class, everyone would put the desks together to gossip and play games.

He shook his head, walked back to the room, and opened the black notebook.

This is a diary, marked with the time, [April 11, Year 3].

Post-calendar. It probably refers to the new calendar after the collapse of order. The handwriting is a little faded and it looks like it has been there for a while.

The diary didn't record many useful things. It was just an account book used to count supplies. It only wrote how many bottles of water and cans I found today, how much food and water I had left, and what I had left.

How much ammunition to put down, etc.

Turning to the last page, Jingyuan saw something a little different.

"I got infected, I don't know what happened, it was only for three hours, I felt like my head was going to explode, I took a lot of antibiotics, but it didn't help at all, maybe I was going to die, I'm sorry.

"

There is a ring sandwiched on the last page. It is a diamond ring. The inside of the ring is engraved with a person's name, "Su Wanqing." This hard-shell notebook has a square cut out specifically for placing the diamond ring.

Jingyuan silently closed his notebook, closed his eyes and observed a minute of silence for the original owner.

Please rest in peace, I hope you can protect me and survive the apocalypse for a while longer.

There is no doubt that the original owner was a tough man. The last date was [September 24, Year 6]. He had survived alone in the apocalyptic world for more than 3 years, maybe even more than 6 years.

Jingyuan read through the entire diary and found out that the macho man's gun was picked up later when he was searching the police station. He learned all the knowledge about gun maintenance and gun modification by himself.

He also picked up Xiaobai, a skinny, lame stray dog ​​at an abandoned construction site by chance.

According to what was written in the notes, when Xiaobai first picked it up, he was covered in moss and his fur fell off. Thanks to his meticulous care, Xiaobai became healthy and grew long hair.

Jingyuan thought to himself that it was no wonder Xiaobai trusted him so much, after all, he was the one who saved him from hell.

When it was about to starve to death, I picked it up and took it home, bathed it with clean hot water, treated it with precious medicines, fed it food and water, and stayed with it for hundreds of days and nights.

Night people.

It was mentioned in the notes that Xiaobai could smell the smell of monsters, and relying on this survival instinct, it persisted until it was picked up by its original owner.

That's why it hid under the TV cabinet and shivered, because its nose and its sense of smell told it that the thing in front of it was a terrible monster that would eat it alive.

But when Jingyuan handed it dog food, it abandoned its instinct and gave its trust without reservation.

Even if Jingyuan's body is full of dangerous aura, even if Jingyuan holds the foot bath bucket to its head, even if Jingyuan holds a rusty kitchen knife and wants to chop its neck, it just rubs Jingyuan affectionately as usual.

feet.

Even now it is expressing its trust in Jingyuan.

How could such a cute puppy not be lovable?

Jingyuan carried Xiaobai to the sofa and touched its head, thinking that if I have a mouthful of food, you will have a mouthful of soup, as compensation for occupying the body of the macho big brother.
Chapter completed!