I am in the last days, I can connect to reality

After killing four zombies, one male and three females, Qin Zhong's forehead was slightly sweaty. He felt extremely confident and accomplished, and he had more confidence in staying alive and becoming stronger.

Beyond the bookstore is a music tea bar. The adjacent businesses all have interconnected doors, so there is no need to go around through the corridor outside.

Qin Zhong walked to the door. The music tea bar was not too big, but the tables were clean and elegantly decorated. A beautiful glass cabinet was filled with exquisite snacks and biscuits. However, after more than half a year, they had already become moldy and spoiled.

Looking at these exquisite snacks, Qin Zhong licked his lips. Before the apocalypse, he loved sweets the most. After the apocalypse, he could no longer eat his favorite delicacies as freely as before the apocalypse.

When he thought of this, Qin Zhong subconsciously patted the mobile phone hidden in his chest. With this phone, when it rains, Sun Xiaoyan will send the prepared supplies to him, and maybe he won't have to worry about supplies in the future.

The tea bar is at the end of the view, and there are no zombies lingering here. Next to the music tea bar is a western restaurant, which is also empty like the music tea bar, without a single "human" in sight.

After that, as we walked forward, we basically saw restaurants and restaurants. We killed seven or eight more zombies along the way.

Although he didn't encounter too many zombies, Qin Zhong was still a little tired from searching every store and keeping his mind highly tense.

At noon, Qin Zhong found a roast duck restaurant. The restaurant was quite large. The front half was a hall with more than a dozen long tables, and the back was vaguely a row of private rooms.

The sunlight coming through the mall's skylight was also weakened when it entered the roast duck restaurant, and the back of the restaurant was even dim. The limited light made people feel a little foggy.

After searching all the way here, Qin Zhong felt a little tired. He thought to himself that after searching for the roast duck restaurant, he would rest and have a meal here.

Walking into the roast duck restaurant, Qin Zhong was too lazy to look for zombies, so he simply knocked on the table with the back of his knife, hoping to use the sound to alarm the zombies to appear automatically. You know, zombies don't have much IQ, and usually as long as they hear a noise, they will rush up howling "uh uh".

But after Qin Zhong knocked for a while, the store was dead silent and no zombies rushed out, which made Qin Zhong breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that this place was safe.

Seeing that there was no danger, Qin Zhong walked in with his Miao Dao held upside down, wanting to see if there was any roast duck that was not spoiled. He had not eaten meat for the past few days, and his body would not be able to bear it if he continued like this.

When Qin Zhong checked all the way to the private room at the back, he casually pushed open a door of the room, and unexpectedly, a black shadow rushed out.

Because of his preconceived notion that there were no zombies in the store, Qin Zhong relaxed his mind. Suddenly, he saw a black shadow flash out. When he hurriedly stepped back, he accidentally stepped on a can of Coke, slipped, and fell on his back with a "whoosh".

Seeing the zombie rushing towards him, Qin Zhong was no rookie after all, so he immediately thrust his sword into the zombie's chest.

But the damage that is fatal to ordinary people is not that great to zombies. The zombie pressed Qin Zhong's shoulders with a pair of big hands like steel claws, opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit him down.

Looking at the fangs so close to him, Qin Zhong's face changed drastically. He let go of the knife handle, grabbed the zombie's neck with both hands, and pushed it away. His palms were wet and he smelled a bloody smell in his nose.

At this time, Qin Zhong discovered that this zombie seemed to be a mute and would not make "uh uh" sounds like other zombies. In addition, he was locked in a private room, which made him suffer a great loss inadvertently.

Qin Zhong used all his strength to prevent the zombie's stinky mouth dripping with black blood from getting close to him. After a stalemate with the zombie for a while, Qin Zhong felt his arms gradually becoming numb and it was becoming more and more strenuous.

No, if this continues, I'm afraid I'll suffer.

While trying to push the zombie away, Qin Zhong looked around. When he saw the flashlight fell to the side, he freed one hand, grabbed the flashlight and shone it into the zombie's eyes.

But to Qin Zhong's disappointment, this trick didn't work. At this moment, the zombie took advantage of the fact that Qin Zhong only had one hand to defend himself, and its white teeth moved closer by an inch, pressing his other arm so hard that the bones and joints made a creaking sound.

The fear of death made Qin Zhong's desire to survive even stronger. He suddenly stuffed the flashlight into the zombie's mouth, then summoned up all the remaining strength in his body, kicked the zombie away with one kick, and immediately rolled to the side.

The zombies staggered to their feet. No one knew how these zombies could have so much strength, and each of them seemed like an indestructible cockroach.

As long as you don't hit them directly on the head, even if you are seriously injured, it won't affect them much.

At this moment, although Qin Zhong had temporarily escaped the zombie's entanglement, his arms were so weak that he couldn't lift them up, so he had to walk around the long table in the hall to deal with the zombie.

Fortunately, zombies were not as agile as humans, and after circling more than a dozen times, Qin Zhong felt the numbness in his arms gradually subside.

As his strength gradually recovered, Qin Zhong stood still, bent down to pick up the Miao Dao, and was on full alert. When the zombies approached with fangs and claws bared, he swung his arm and chopped down with a fierce blow.

……

"Gulu!"

He chopped off a head with a knife. Qin Zhong leaned on the knife and took a few deep breaths. After he had rested, he walked into the kitchen of the roast duck restaurant, lit the gas stove, washed the rice and cooked a pot of rice.

He found a few ducks packed in sealed bags in the kitchen. He opened them and smelled them. The ducks had not gone bad yet, so he lit another gas stove and started grilling them.

After having a rich lunch and filling his stomach, Qin Zhong felt a little tired. He took two cans of Red Bull from the counter, half-lying on the sofa in a private room, drinking slowly and summarizing the day.

Today, we searched a total of twelve stores, some large and some small, with different areas. We killed nearly twenty zombies. The biggest gain was that I became more and more proficient in using a knife.

After all, with so many practical objects, anyone who is not too stupid will see significant improvement.

As he was thinking, Qin Zhong fell asleep without knowing when. It might be because he was too nervous in the morning, coupled with the excessive consumption before, when he woke up, it was almost evening.

Qin Zhong sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked out through the skylight. He found that there seemed to be thick fog outside and he couldn't see the stars. He wondered if there would be a thunderstorm tonight.

As night fell, the shrill howls of corpses could be heard faintly in the empty hall. The feeling of helplessness in loneliness weighed on Qin Zhong's heart like a heavy stone.

After making do with the leftover lunch, Qin Zhong returned to the private room, lay on the sofa, and kept dialing Sun Xiaoyan's number with his mobile phone. Ever since he knew that mobile phones could connect to reality, he would call her almost every time he had time.

Although the first two times the call was connected during thunderstorms, what if there are other possibilities?

In Qin Zhong's opinion, he was just sitting around doing nothing, so if the call was successful, wouldn't that be a profit?

"Drip drip..."

"Drip drip..."

"Hello, is this Qin Zhong?"

Just when Qin Zhong was dozing off, his phone suddenly lit up and a familiar female voice came from the receiver. It was Sun Xiaoyan.

Qin Zhong, who was drowsy, woke up immediately when he suddenly heard Sun Xiaoyan's voice. It turned out that the phone was connected without him knowing.

Qin Zhong subconsciously opened the door of the private room, walked out, and looked at the skylight above his head. He found that the sky was covered with dark clouds at some point and it seemed to be raining.