In the bedroom, it was completely dark. Both Tang and Wang were clinging to the door without concentrating, listening to the movement outside the room quietly without moving.

You must know that this is the sweltering heat of July, and the unbearably hot temperature will soon soak the two people nestled in the secret room. However, even so, the nervous state is still like being in a corpse.

The two of them were in a dangerous situation and felt heartbroken.

Outside the wooden door, about a dozen foraging zombies who had heard the news were crowding in the narrow corridor, roaring incessantly. It was obvious that they had found nothing and were now quite distracted and agitated.

Coupled with the constant stream of zombies coming blindly from the bottom of the building, it didn't take long for the entire building to be surrounded by water.

"哐~哐~哐~" The occasional banging sound made the two young people in the room tremble.

Tang Xiaoquan thought he had seen too many scenes like this, but they were all fictional scenes in movies and games, but now...

This terrifying collision, the terrifying footsteps, and the suffocating roar, all of them were so frightening to him that they even made him have some doubts. Are these really reality?

Sweat rolled down his cheeks like a stream, and with it flowed the long midnight.

Tang Xiaoquan had never thought that the night would be so long. He usually stayed up all night, playing games and having fun. But now... how much he hoped that this was just a dream!

However, hope is beautiful, but reality is cruel! Every bump and every roar outside the hut reminded him of one fact, that is:

The end of the world has arrived!!

At some point, the dark bedroom finally received a warm light.

And with the appearance of this bright light, the slightly decadent and numb spirits of the two kings of Tang were shocked. This shows that there is some truth in the common sense that light gives people power.

With his ear pressed against the door panel, Tang Xiaoquan listened carefully to what was going on outside the house. After a moment, he signaled to Wang Qiang, who was standing aside, to leave the door. He then slowly opened a small crack in the door and gradually widened it.

, until the whole head is revealed.

"How's it going? Quanzi, are the zombies... gone?" Wang Qiang almost subconsciously swallowed and asked in a low voice with unusual anxiety.

Withdrawing his body very slowly, Tang Xiaoquan calmed down his nervous mood for a while, then pointed outside the house and said: "The door is not broken, and there are no zombies in the living room, but we need to confirm outside the house."

Since the entire rental house was designed with two bedrooms and one living room, and Tang Xiaoquan's bedroom happened to be flush with the door, he thought that he could not find out what was going on in the corridor just by looking at it from one side. But right now

To me, it is a blessing among misfortunes.

As long as the door is not broken, there is still hope for everything, then...

His eyes swept around the room, and finally Tang Xiaoquan's eyes fell on the ugly mirror on the computer table.

Maybe it can be like this! Almost with a flash of inspiration, Tang Xiaoquan listed a rough action plan in his mind.

Slowly leaning down, Wang Qiang looked at Tang Xiaoquan who was crawling away from him with a look of astonishment, and couldn't help but secretly asked: "Hey, Quan Zi, what are you going to do?"

Ignoring the questions from the people behind him, Tang Xiaoquan walked to the computer desk, carefully put the ugly mirror placed on it into his arms, and then returned to the same place as before.

"I plan to use this to explore the situation outside!"

Looking at the mirror raised in the opponent's hand, Wang Qiang immediately revealed a slight smile with understanding. It must be said that his good friend, although he likes to make fun of others on weekdays, he can really come in handy at critical moments.

Completely lowering his body to the ground, Tang Xiaoquan clung tightly to the edge of the wall, trying not to expose his body as much as possible.

It seemed that he was too nervous. At this time, Tang Xiaoquan felt that his little heart was beating like a boiling kettle, and the sweat on his forehead was like a flood that had opened a sluice gate, pouring down.

He blinked hard twice at the corners of his eyes that were soaked with sweat, and suddenly a sour pain hit him. Tang Xiaoquan suppressed the urge to wipe it, and tried his best to suppress his rough breathing. Then he gently removed the smelly mirror in his hand.

He was probed out.

In the mirror, after several adjustments, Tang Xiaoquan could clearly see the situation outside the house through the hole in the wooden door.

"It seems that these zombies are more persistent than I thought!"

The constantly moving figures made Tang Xiaoquan feel a layer of haze in his heart again. He slowly pulled back the mirror and then stepped back.

"How is it? Are zombies..."

"No!" Tang Xiaoquan weakly lowered the mirror in his hand, let out a long breath, then casually wiped the sweat from his face and added: "There are still a few wandering outside."

"How many are there? If there aren't many, let's just..." Wang Qiang raised his hand to silence him with a firm look on his face, but Tang Xiaoquan shook his head with a wry smile:

"I can't be sure how many there are, but Qiangzi, it's better not to come into direct contact with these beasts unless absolutely necessary. After all, we don't know what attack methods these guys have!"

He nodded indifferently, recalling the words of the female host on TV yesterday. Wang Qiang believed that the government must have begun to deal with this crisis, so as long as the rescue arrived, then...

"Quan Zi, if this is the case, then we might as well stay in this room. Anyway, this storm will be over in a few days. But we are..."

"No!" He rejected Wang Qiang's proposal very decisively. This was not because he didn't believe in the government's ability, but because of the various information currently known, Tang Xiaoquan had a vague feeling that this crisis seemed not to be what it seemed on the surface.

It's so simple. As for trying to solve it in a few days, it may be an impossible task at all.

"Qiangzi, we can't stay here. In this kind of weather, if there is no water source, we won't survive three days at all. We must save ourselves!"

The first rule of survival is that when any crisis comes, initial self-rescue will be the key to determining whether you can survive.

The rules and regulations that he had read from an unknown survival record came to mind, and Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but feel a little confused. You must know that these are just his daily pastimes, who would have thought that they would really happen one day?

, became the criterion that helped him survive.

So if that's the case, how can I drive away these bloody and brutal zombies without conflict?
Chapter completed!