Regarding the matter between Du and Huang, Tang Xiaoquan did not pursue it further, or even asked about it, for no other reason than:

He was not a gossip;

In addition, if Huang Yaru really had something happen to Du Jian as he expected, the result would be something he would like to see.

After all, Tang Xiaoquan was more willing to see the vixen go to Du Jian than Wang Qiang.

Because once that happens, he will have the opportunity to get rid of this disgusting woman. After all, they will eventually be separated from Du Jian, and Huang Yaru will naturally go with him if she follows Du Jian.

Therefore, Tang Xiaoquan not only would not interfere in the relationship between the two, but would also try his best to bring them together.

It's a pity that things don't always come true. Perhaps it was Du Jian's crow's mouth that worked. In the following time, Huang Yaru's cough became more severe, and it seemed that she really had a cold.

So the latter simply went back to the house to sleep.

With Huang Yaru's departure, the entire rental house seemed to fall into a strange atmosphere.

Wang Qiang's mind was filled with wondering why the woman was so cold to him today.

The big man leaned against the wall silently, happily recalling the charm of last night.

As for Acheng, because he was bored, he just stayed there in a daze.

On the contrary, Tang Xiaoquan has been planning the upcoming life and death escape.

Time passed quickly in the silence of several people with their own thoughts. In the blink of an eye, the sun hanging high above the sky lost its color.

Darkness once again enveloped the earth.

Dinner is still rice, the only difference is that tonight Wang Qiang specially added an appropriate amount of water to it.

From this, the rice becomes porridge.

The biggest advantage of porridge is that with just a little bit of rice, you can cook a full pot of rice.

For survivors who are short of food and resources, this is undoubtedly a very cost-effective cooking method.

Huang Yaru did not miss the dinner. Although she looked embarrassed, she probably knew that after passing this village, there would be no other shop, so even though she had a serious cold, she still insisted on appearing in front of everyone.

The porridge was divided into three parts as usual, and the king of Tang, the uncle and nephew of the Han Dynasty, and Huang Yaru each received a portion.

While everyone was eating, Tang Xiaoquan recounted to everyone the escape plan he had been thinking about all day.

After all, the three-day deadline is approaching, and the rice on hand is about to run out.

So it is indeed time to put the escape plan on the agenda.

The entire escape plan was divided into three steps by Tang Xiaoquan:

Step one: Make as much noise as possible to distract the zombies in the corridor.

Step 2: Stop the zombies in the next room.

Finally: use the van that Dahan uses to handle water and electricity business to escape from the community.

The three steps are complementary to each other, and each step is crucial. Any mistake will cost the lives of everyone present.

Therefore, everyone did not dare to neglect, each expressed his or her own opinions, and launched a heated discussion on possible doubts.

Finally, with the joint efforts of the five people, a fairly detailed and reliable action plan was finally drawn up.

The responsibility for the action naturally fell on Tang Xiaoquan.

In this regard, Tang Xiaoquan himself could only smile helplessly.

People often say that those who are capable work hard, but Tang Xiaoquan, who has just entered the society, does not think that he is very capable.

In terms of experience, he considers himself inferior to Du Jian;

In terms of means, he is not as good as Huang Yaru;

In terms of physical strength, he also cannot compare with Wang Qiang.

Therefore, from any aspect, it seems that he should not be the right person to take on this important task.

However, he did not realize that it was his planning, suggestions, and command time and time again that made everyone subconsciously regard him as the core, soul, and even brain of this team.

After dinner, everyone drank enough water to take a short rest, and then returned to their respective houses early just like last night.

Due to the lesson from the man who neglected his duties last night, Tang Xiaoquan naturally adopted a shift system for tonight's vigil.

He is responsible for the first shift at midnight, from 8 o'clock to midnight.

Wang Qiang was in charge of the second shift until dawn.

But what puzzled Tang Xiaoquan was that the man seemed to have no intention of falling asleep.

Because a full hour had passed since everyone left, but Du Jian still stayed in the living room, talking at random, obviously having something on his mind.

But the other party didn't say anything, and it was inconvenient for Tang Xiaoquan to ask, so he stayed with him and chatted about irrelevant topics.

Originally, he also pointed out that as the topic progressed, the other party would slowly reveal his true feelings.

But who would have thought that the man went to the toilet and disappeared.

So, where did the man go?

There is no doubt that she is Huang Yaru's boudoir.

After all, a 40-year-old man, who is as young as a wolf and a tiger, and who has been apart from his wife for so long, suddenly found dew after a long drought last night, and of course it is like this now.

In fact, since the big man saw Huang Yaru's charming body in the morning, he has always wanted to renew his relationship with her.

It was a pity that due to the presence of people around him, it was inconvenient for him to take action.

Although he tried his best to recommend him to work the night shift just now, Tang Xiaoquan still declined the offer politely.

So he was holding back until now just to find a suitable opportunity to enter Huang Yaru's room.

But after a stalemate for a long time, no opportunity was found, and the burning desire became stronger.

Finally, desire defeated reason. After finishing the urine, he rushed directly into Huang Yaru's room without any scruples.

Tang Xiaoquan frowned and stared at the door of the living room with a pair of black eyes.

He was wondering, wondering about the "squeaking" sound of the bed board coming from Huang Yaru's room from time to time.

Of course, he didn't know that the big man was having an affair with him in the other party's room at this time. He just thought it was Huang Yaru who was tossing and turning because of a cold.

The squeaking sound lasted for nearly half an hour, and it was not until the man left that peace completely returned.

The nights of the apocalypse are always so difficult. It is pitch dark outside the house, and the originally noisy and lively streets are now like a pool of stagnant water.

There are no more passers-by returning home on the street, only mindless zombies.

Thinking back on the changes and experiences in these few days, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions.

Humans used to be such powerful beings, but a small virus dragged them to the bottom of the food chain.

This has to be said to be an irony, but it also teaches a good lesson to blind and conceited humans.

It’s just that the cost of this lesson is so great that it’s unbearable.

Time passed slowly while Tang Xiaoquan was thinking so wildly. Everything was so peaceful, until a "bang bang" sound came from Huang Yaru's room...
Chapter completed!