Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

For Zhang Yi, this is the best arrangement.

After all, Zhou Ke'er is more useful to him. If anyone gets sick one day, they will understand how important the existence of a doctor is.

However, in the process of getting along with each other, Zhang Yi discovered that Yang Siya was not just a pretty face.

She has high demands on the quality of life.

In addition to being able to cook delicious meals, he also knows how to grow flowers and plants.

The half-abandoned botanical garden behind was taken care of by her and is now flourishing.

Zhang Yi took some vegetable and plant seeds from the other dimension and gave them to her, and handed over the farmland and botanical garden to her to manage.

Yang Siya also enjoyed it. She finally found something she could do.

And Zhang Yi would go underground in his spare time.

Every day he insists on doing two things. One is to use supercomputers to obtain limited intelligence from around the world.

Another thing is to practice your special abilities in the stadium.

Zhang Yi originally thought that this kind of life would continue forever.

The three of them stayed in this impenetrable shelter until the end of the world, without worrying about hunger or cold.

But suddenly one day, a phone call broke the peace.

Just as Zhang Yi was on the second floor underground, practicing his precision shooting skills with a compound bow, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Zhang Yi frowned.

Because the ringtone is not from a voice call, but from a cell phone dial.

This is very abnormal.

For many years, he rarely received calls from acquaintances except for calls from 10086 and scam calls.

We usually communicate by voice calls which are more convenient.

But now we are in the end times, there is neither 10086 nor scam calls.

Where does this ringtone come from?

Zhang Yi took out his cell phone curiously and saw a very unfamiliar number.

There was no note, obviously not someone he knew.

Zhang Yi was very confused, but in the end times, he instinctively maintained a sense of crisis.

The person is not good!

Zhang Yi thought for a moment and then hung up the phone.

But unexpectedly, the phone call came again soon.

"So anxious? Could it be that I have an acquaintance who is still alive and can only contact me by phone?"

Zhang Yi shook his head.

Not to mention that the probability of this happening is very low, even if it really is an old acquaintance, he doesn't want to care.

Zhang Yi hung up the phone again and blocked that person's phone number.

But just as he was about to put his phone into his pocket, it rang again.

It’s the same number as before!

Zhang Yi was really shocked.

Didn't he block her? Why did she still call him?

Zhang Yi swallowed his saliva, clearly realizing that things were starting to go in a weird direction.

Three words emerged in his mind.

Don't answer!

Don't answer!

Don't answer!

Zhang Yi took a deep breath, hung up the phone, and blocked the call again.

"Maybe I didn't operate it properly just now, so I blocked him by mistake. It can't be that mysterious!"

Zhang Yi said to himself.

This time he saw with his own eyes that the number was blacklisted.

Then he stared at the phone screen.

If he can hit me again this time, it would really be a ghost!

The facts did not disappoint him.

A few seconds later, the phone rang again.

It’s the same number as before.