Doomsday: I have a super farm

Zhuang Chen looked at the rat sleeping like a dead pig in the palm of his hand, and rolled his eyes helplessly.

"We are about to be in trouble. Why don't you wake me up quickly?"

Zhuang Chen kicked the zombie next to him, and his right hand kept shaking, trying to bring Huazhi Shu back to consciousness.

"What...what happened? Was there an earthquake?"

Huazhishu immediately woke up from his sleep, holding Zhuang Chen's fingers tightly with both hands.

It rolled its little eyes in horror.

"Wow! What's going on?"

As soon as the flowery mouse opened its eyes, it saw a zombie with its bloody mouth open and biting towards its head.

He was so frightened that he quickly covered his eyes and huddled in Zhuang Chen's hand.

It couldn't control its body, shaking like a plug.

He kept mumbling in his mouth, telling these zombies not to eat it.

"You little guy, come here quickly. I still have important things that you need to do now!"

Zhuang Chen put his hand on his chest to protect it from the zombies.

"What on earth happened? This is what happened as soon as I opened my eyes. Are you trying to scare me to death?"

"You really sleep like a dead pig. I'm already in such a critical moment and you're still like this."

The two of us were quarreling with each other.

"Stop arguing. I have something to tell you now."

"Why don't you run for your life in this situation? What else can happen?"

Huazhishu glanced at the zombies surrounding them, trembling and covering his eyes.

He complained about Zhuang Chen without tears.

"Don't you claim to have a sensitive nose? Help me find which zombie has Chinese herbal medicine in its body.

Otherwise, don’t even think about getting out alive today. "

While Zhuang Chen was attacking the zombies, he shouted angrily into Huazhi Shu's ears.

The squirrel heard Zhuang Chen's words and fought to survive.

He tried hard to open his frightened eyes, and moved his little nose slightly to sniff the air.

"vomit……"

As soon as the squirrel took a sniff, it patted its chest and made a show of vomiting.

The saliva in his mouth remained on Zhuang Chen's fingers.

Zhuang Chen looked at its appearance with some disgust.

"You're not just claiming your name, are you? You can't stand even this little smell?"

"You are simply making things difficult for me, Huazhi Shu. Don't you know how much flavor is mixed with these zombies?

It is extremely difficult to find Chinese herbal medicine in such a strong flavor. "

Huazhishu looked at Zhuang Chen who disliked and complained about him.

It jumped a little in anger, leaned on his hand and complained loudly.

Zhuang Chen knew that the task was a bit difficult, so he could only urge it to adapt as soon as possible.

Huazhishu covered his nose with both hands, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly put his hands down.

Carefully search for the Chinese herbal medicine Zhuang Chen wants.

"The body of the sixth zombie with a red shirt in the second row has the smell of Chinese herbal medicine."

Huazhishu tried hard to explore his head, and after finding the target, he made trumpet-like gestures with his hands and told Zhuang Chen.

Zhuang Chen just followed what it said and looked over, and found that the red-clothed zombie was approaching him through the layers of obstacles with its claws and teeth.

He moved his body directly towards the zombie before he could react.

She inserted the dagger in her hand into his stomach and pulled it downward, enduring the nausea of ​​the slippery organ with both hands.

Zhuang Chen took the knife and took out the Chinese herbal medicine from his stomach.

Looking at the sticky stuff, he couldn't help but feel sick.

Quickly put it into a pocket.

Sitting on Zhuang Chen's shoulder, Huazhi Shu couldn't stand it anymore.

Afraid that Zhuang Chen would throw it off, he grabbed his collar with both hands.

"The third one on your right."

After Huazhishu adjusted his condition, he told Zhuang Chen again.

The two of them cooperated with each other in the same way.

After a while, Zhuang Chen's bag contained more than half of it.

But the number of zombies behind them only increased.

"Where did these zombies come from? Are there so many of them?"

The flower-branched rat had gradually adapted to the smell, and looked at the still-black zombies swarming behind it.

It was shocked and sighed in a low voice.

"Stop talking nonsense here and quickly see if there is anything important?"

"There's not much left."

Hearing Huazhi Shu's voice, Zhuang Chen immediately threw the sack in his hand into his personal space.

His hands showed sharp claws, grabbing the arms of the zombies next to him.

He threw them away like garbage outside in the ice and snow.

Throw one at a time, and the zombies in this posture did not dare to approach him.

Soon he broke through a road and arrived at the gate of the hospital.

Zhuang Chen jumped into the thick snow without stopping at all, and his legs struggled to walk in the heavy snow.

The zombies behind him who wanted to chase him also jumped into the water like dumplings.

They were originally slow, but moved even more slowly in the snow.

When Zhuang Chen returned to the farm, he felt sleepy at three o'clock in the morning.

After returning to the bathroom and cleaning up for a while, he went into the warm bed.

The next day.

"Hmm..."

Zhuang Chen stretched and accidentally pulled the wound on his chest.

He shrank into a ball in pain and covered his chest with both hands.

He looked down at his chest, where the scarlet blood seeped through the gauze.

He frowned and felt a little uneasy.

"The recovery speed was always very fast before, why is it still the same on the second day this time?"

Zhuang Chen stretched out his hand to cover his chest and fell into deep thought.

He let his head become a mess, and he had no thoughts.

"Forget it, I'd better focus on what I have to do."

Zhuang Chen moved his waist left and right, picked up the clothes on the hanger and put them on.

He opened the door of the house, and the cold wind blew directly in his face as usual, which was so biting that people's teeth were trembling.

"The rats are going to freeze to death, close the door quickly."

Zhuang Chen stood there for a while, and the roar of the slut behind him came.

He looked at the slut behind him helplessly, curled up, tightly pulled the quilt and stared.

"Why are you sleeping? Why are you playing when you wake up?"

"No."

Zhuang Chen's teasing words made it so angry that it almost jumped on the spot.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a smile, and he stepped out of the door and closed the door.

Zhuang Chen raised his head and looked at the eaves outside, which were all covered with icicles.

The inverted sharp cone made people feel its coldness.