Doomsday Hunter

Li Le spent the first night safely in the building. But in the entire twelve-story and forty-odd ghost building, only less than thirty people were still alive.

At this time, it can be said that those who can cheer up and search for survivors in the building are quite strong. Coupled with the observation and judgment after the body was found, even Li Le admired the survivor outside the door.

When you first entered the doomsday, you weren't so good, were you?

"Then, Brother Sun, what should we do?"

"Be quiet, go first, and observe."

In fact, whether they whispered or not, Li Le could hear them. After all, hearing can be exercised. After ten years of training in the last days, he can distinguish the sound of footsteps, talking, and battle in an instant.

"People are gone." Li Le said to Lin Yin.

"Why do we hide from other people?" Lin Yin was puzzled. She remembered that the neighbor surnamed Sun next door was a disabled veteran, so it should be quite credible. Wouldn't it be alright to say it clearly?

In this regard, Li Le's response is very simple: "trouble."

He still wanted to break the living spirit quickly and leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, if it really goes to the back, maybe there will be a human tragedy in the building.

With limited food, when everything is eaten, what else can you eat?

In the apocalypse, monsters may be terrifying, but humans who are out of order are even more terrifying. Anyway, Li Le is not very fond of dealing with people.

If that brother Sun was a soldier, he might be reliable.

Li Le remembered the soldiers who used their lives to evacuate the people and successfully established a large survivor camp in the early days of the apocalypse, and his expression became a little better. Although the soldiers will gradually be assimilated by the end times as time goes by, but from the very beginning, they represent order.

There seemed to be a surnamed Sun at the top of the Linhai Base back then...

Shouldn't be the same person. Li Le shrugged, reached out to hold the beauty knife, then released it and held it again. This knife has a disadvantage, it is easy to be thirsty when using it. He is determining the specific extent of the negative effects.

Fairly acceptable. Weapons that have been enhanced by the spirit will have some negative effects. But you can't give up food because of choking, you should use it.

On the first day, the survivors in the building, except Li Le and Lin Yin, gathered on the third floor.

They hurriedly cleaned up the bodies, collected food, and began to grieve the loss of a loved one. Fortunately, there are a lot of people, and all the brain eaters have died, so the emotion of fear is not too heavy.

Several people whispered about Li Le in the corner. That mysterious guy seems to have come to hunt monsters specially. I don't know if he has left now, or is hiding somewhere in the building. Others started discussing when they could go out.

In the corner, the little girl whose parents died began to cry, and the kind aunt from the neighbor began to comfort her.

"Brother Sun, what do you think Pharaoh..." The young man who had previously explored Lin Yin's house with the veterans came up to Sun Zheng and whispered.

Sun Zheng shook his head: "I don't know for now. But none of these people in the building seem to be able to use a crossbow. Nine times out of ten, it was the same person last night."

Looking closely, you can see that Sun Zheng's left hand is missing three fingers. Obviously he is the disabled veteran that Lin Yin mentioned.

The young man was very puzzled: "Why did he kill Lao Wang?"

"He didn't kill Pharaoh, but he obviously didn't care much about Pharaoh's life or death." Sun Zheng shook his head, expressing surprise at Li Le's coldness: "There must be enough water, but the food can be eaten for a week at most. I hope you can go out soon. "

Afterwards, Sun Zheng stared at the mildew in the corner, puzzled.

It doesn't seem so trendy lately, does it?

Li Le on the fourth floor didn't pay much attention to listening to the voices downstairs. But a burst of noise is always easy to hear.

"Che, didn't anyone think about finding out the problem in the end?" He was a little disappointed, then got up: "Lin Yin, besides the downstairs, where else is there alive?"

Lin Yin closed her red eyes, "There's one on the roof... but it doesn't look like a person. There are many outside. There seems to be one on the wall as well."

"How many floors?" Li Le frowned.

"I don't know, the height keeps changing." Lin Yin shook her head.

"Then... go to the roof first." Li Le took out another lollipop, opened the package and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lin Yin: "Do you like candy?"

"Of course." Li Le nodded and handed her a stick, "Who doesn't like to eat sweet things? And it will be difficult to eat in the future, so I have to eat more now."

After the end of the world, even if there is still a big force capable of running factories, they will definitely put all their strength on basic survival and armament construction, and no one will produce lollipops at all. So eat one and one less.

"Uh..." Lin Yin reached out and took it. Her recent energy has kept her in a state of fear, and this lollipop seems to be as reassuring as Li Le.

It was a trace of sweetness left over from the old world. Become an infinitely beautiful memory in the dark doomsday.

Downstairs, Sun Zheng began to organize survivors, leading them to collect supplies, clean up bodies, care for the wounded and cook, and made temporary rules.

This is how every survivor gathering place in the apocalypse begins. Li Leguang felt very familiar when he heard the voice.

But for him, it was more troublesome. Dealing with that group of survivors is too time consuming. But even him, it is impossible to escape the search of more than a dozen people in this twelve-story building.

Then quickly get rid of the living spirit.

Li Le brought Lin Yin to the top floor again.

Sun Zheng stood up on the third floor and began to promulgate the first rule: "The food that everyone collects, regardless of whose family belongs, is collected and distributed transparently according to the amount of labor."

The top floor was empty, not even a corpse was seen. But Li Le took up the weapon, his face full of vigilance.

"The adult man and I searched the building again to make sure there were no zombies left."

A shadow stood in front of the windowsill, very quiet. The beauty knife was unsheathed in an instant, and the crossbow arrow with spiritual crystals was wound and aimed.

"Report to everyone immediately when you encounter an abnormal situation. Tell everyone what you are good at and divide into teams. See if you can find a way to open the door and escape. Or ask for help outside."

"Tsk, soul." Li Le frowned: "Lin Yin, find a way to concentrate your mental power on the knife in your hand."

Lin Yin hurriedly followed suit. But little effect. Li Le no longer counted on her, and asked her to step back and watch, and remind herself if there was a problem.

"Aunt Li, you brought these people to cook, do you still have gas?" Sun Zheng looked down at his mutilated fingers and seemed to remember his life in the army.

Corners, railings, roof ceilings, and kitchen faucets.

Rust and mildew continued to spread, with occasional inconspicuous cracks. It's not very conspicuous in this ten-year-old house that is not particularly high-quality. But the smell of corpse stench started to get stronger.

Li Le slowly approached the soul with the knife, and the crossbow shot out, hitting the shadow in the sun. However, he saw that Soul Depression opened his mouth wide and howled silently.

"Tsk."

The beauty knife swung down and stabbed into the empty eyes of the soul. Then he quickly backed away, for fear of being caught by the soul.