Nan Qing tidied up himself and the place where he lived, and it was almost dawn.
I was caught by zombies in the middle of the night. After struggling for a long time, it was finally dawn.
Er Er: "Let's go find some food. Don't be hungry. Store some more food. Also, the electricity in this community can last for half a month."
When the apocalypse breaks out, the world will experience water and power outages, and limited resources will continue to be polluted and wasted.
This community can be considered very "rich".
Nan Qing was very energetic after struggling all night. She glanced at the zombie who had been sitting by the bed and looking at her.
"Big guy, you keep staring at me and don't bite me, then can we get along well like this?"
"Roar."
It roared casually, and Nan Qing didn't know what it meant.
Nan Qing stretched out his hand and pulled the hand that was tied with a belt behind it.
"We have a hookup. We will live in peace like this from now on. You can't bite me or attack me, you know?"
She speaks in a soft and tender loli voice, paired with her fair and cute appearance.
Nan Qing didn't know how delicious he was in its eyes.
The zombie's mouth was secreting saliva, and its Adam's apple rolled.
This food is really fragrant and soft, and it really wants to bite it.
But it seems that after biting her, she ignored him...
It must last a long time, and it must get along well with her, so that it can bite her freely in the future, roar!
Nan Qing just looked at its dead white eyes. Could a zombie have thoughts? What was it thinking?
Nan Qing found a hat from the cabinet and put it on its head, then took it out.
She didn't have to worry about the zombies getting lost. Instead, the zombies were worried about her getting lost, and they kept following her closely.
"Let's go find food. You won't die if you don't eat, right?" Nan Qing looked at the big man next to him uncertainly: "Forget it, I'll think of a solution when you're really hungry. Anyway, I won't do it today.
If I eat, I will die."
She is still growing, so she has to eat one meal a day, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable.
Nan Qing was always vigilant with an iron rod in his hand, but miraculously, the zombies outside did not dare to approach them.
Nan Qing confirmed it several times and smiled: "Zombie King?"
The Zombie King, isn’t there such a character in doomsday stories? The Zombie King is many times more powerful than ordinary zombies, and other zombies are afraid of it.
"Big guy, you have to work hard to evolve when the time comes. The more evolved you are, the better. I am destined to have no powers in this life. From now on, my safety and food and clothing will all depend on you."
Nan Qing entrusted this zombie with important tasks.
The zombie's hands were tied behind its back, but it was still so straight. Nan Qing looked up at it and thought it was really handsome.
Sure enough, good-looking people these days will still look good even if they turn into zombies.
"Before I found you, I was worried that you were a rotting zombie, but luckily you're not ugly."
"Roar."
The zombie roared softly in response to her words.
It couldn't understand what this little food said, but it liked to hear her voice, and of course, what it liked most was the sweet smell of her body.
As long as she is obedient, will she let her bite her?
The zombie's gray eyes narrowed slightly.
No zombies dared to attack them, so they had a smooth journey along the way.
Nan Qing walked three streets and finally found a convenience store with food.
This place is not too close to the city center, so there should have been many Security City teams raiding here.
Many supermarkets and convenience stores have had their food removed, and it is rare to find one that has not been removed.
"After the big guy evolves, I will take him to the center of the city. There are so many zombies there that no one will go to sweep them away. There should be plenty of food." Nan Qing secretly planned.
She couldn't wait to walk to the shelf, picked up a can of draft beer, opened it and took a sip.
"Well, it tastes good. The draft beer tastes good, but it's a pity that there is no barbecue and fried chicken."
"Roar." The zombie stood beside her and stared at the thing in her hand.
Nan Qing immediately covered his beer: "What are you looking at? You can't drink it."