My perfect apocalyptic life

The bright lights caused a commotion among the zombies on the street.

But Meng Xu's office was on the fourth floor after all, and it wasn't Meng Xu's family who turned on the lights.

Many rooms were left open by previous people, or were opened unconsciously by zombies in the chaos.

therefore,

Although there are not many rooms with lights on, it is by no means none.

Meng Xu swept the floor violently, very simply.

The zombies outside were wandering on the street. It could be seen that under the stimulation of the night, these zombies became more restless and let out bursts of roars. Even inside the office building, Meng Xu could hear the occasional roar. Crackling noises, especially next door.

The noise is a bit annoying.

These zombies were as if they were suffering from euphoria, and sometimes there were screams. Although the atmosphere was terrifying, Meng Xu felt a little upset at the moment.

"What's the fuss about?"

Meng Xu was very dissatisfied. After sweeping up the last pile of garbage, he threw the broom down and vented his dissatisfaction: "It's off duty time. Even if you are zombies, can you have some quality? You don't have to be a zombie. For reasons of quality, could you please reflect on yourself and stop making so much noise at night and disturbing the people?”

[Mission completed...]

The system's prompt sound appeared in Meng Xu's ears, and Meng Xu did not hesitate to add a point, adding that 1 point of professional experience to the 'leaflet distributor'.

Although the trainee clerk gave Meng Xu moral support, Meng Xu felt that it would be more cost-effective to be more agile.

And more importantly, handing out flyers not only improves agility, but also improves several other data points.

It has been improved in all aspects.

After doing all this, Meng Xu nodded with satisfaction, opened the curtains, looked down at the streets that had become purgatory, and sighed with emotion: "This world is so crazy."

Soon, Meng Xu suddenly discovered that in a room on the fifth floor of the building opposite the office building, three men and two women were desperately waving to him, with very surprised expressions on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Meng Xu couldn't help but be stunned, and then shook his head: "No, what's the use of waving at me? Can I still fly over?"

After thinking this, Meng Xu also waved to them as a greeting, and then sat back on the chair again and stretched out comfortably.

"That's it for today, sleep!"

…

The next morning, everything was silent.

In the bathroom of the office on the eighth floor, Shen Zhaozhao's hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was holding the phone in his hand tightly, looking extremely panicked.

She didn't sleep all night last night.

In other words, he fell asleep, but he didn't sleep well. After being dazed for more than ten minutes, he woke up suddenly, worried that zombies would break in. With this repeated mentality, Shen Zhaozhao naturally didn't sleep well. .

The phone's battery power was only 7%, but Shen Zhaozhao kept refreshing the Internet and looking at the messages left to her by netizens.

"It's hopeless, just wait to die, girl."

"I know you want to be rescued, but you don't want to make up lies, right? In this environment, how can someone lead two zombies and hand out leaflets everywhere? It's so funny, what kind of leaflets is he handing out, and how to tame the zombies?"

"Forget about her dying, can you please save me first?! I'm safe here, but there's no food. I don't want to go out to look for food!"

"..."

Looking at the comments and messages on the Internet, Shen Zhaozhao looked desperate.

From your parents' side?

She didn't dare to make a phone call.

I was afraid that my parents would be in the same situation as me. If a phone call attracted the attention of zombies, that would be terrible.

Why do you have such an idea?

It's because such a tragedy happened in the office next door.

Originally, Shen Zhaozhao didn't even know there was someone in the office next door. Last night, in the middle of the night, he suddenly received a phone call with a very pleasant ringtone.

However, the screams of the cell phone owner were not so pleasant.

Even a little scary.

Vaguely, Shen Zhaozhao heard words like 'XXX, shall I draft it?', which made Shen Zhaozhao tremble.

Fortunately, she turned her phone to silent early, otherwise, she didn't dare think about what would happen.

Just because of this past experience, she did not dare to send messages to her parents.

"Sir, would you like a legal consultation? Lawyer Zhang Wei is very good at civil dispute cases. As zombies, you will definitely face some civil disputes when you eat people. Come here and look for Zhang Wei, a qualified lawyer...ah ? Oh, I’m sorry, the lawyer’s name is Zhang Wei, lawyer Zhang Wei…”

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence! Don't worry, watch how you squeeze, one after another, don't break the glass. If that's the case, I can only use the magic wrench I just got for you. My head is open."

"Huh? Opening your heads should be regarded as involving a civil dispute, right? Then can I call lawyer Zhang Wei for information? Does this count as my sales success? Then didn't I, the one who distributed the leaflets, really complete the first task? You’re right, I’ll add QQ to ask.”

"..."

The familiar voice appeared in Shen Zhaozhao's ears again, and Shen Zhaozhao was immediately stunned.

ah?

Is he here again?

Are you still handing out leaflets?

And...how come you, the one who distributes flyers, are somewhat similar to salesmen?

Despite this, Shen Zhaozhao felt happy.

Because of his appearance, Shen Zhaozhao can sneak out of the grocery room and take some things back.

Although it is risky, it is worth it.

After all, if it continues like this, it will only eat up all the money.

Of course, there is another point that is worth Shen Zhaozhao's imagination.

That is to rely on the guy outside the door who looks mentally ill to save himself.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhaozhao took a deep breath and secretly opened the door of the bathroom a little, just like yesterday.

And the scene in front of him is exactly the same as yesterday.

His two colleagues have completely turned into zombies. The two of them stood in front of the glass wall, slapping the glass door ferociously, with blood all over the floor, causing a foul smell.

And Meng Xu, who was distributing flyers in front of the glass door, was smiling and introducing the situation of "Zhang Wei Law Firm" to the zombies.

But...

Seeing the blood on Meng Xu's clothes, Shen Zhaozhao couldn't help but tremble, and his heart was full of fear.

Meng Xu held a bloody wrench in his left hand, and two ropes similar to "traction ropes" hung around his waist, with two zombies tied to the ends of the ropes. In his right hand, he held a flyer of "Zhang Wei Law Firm" and talked freely. Compared with yesterday, he was more confident.

This made Shen Zhaozhao, who originally wanted to call for help, timid.

Even if he rescued such a mental patient, wouldn't he fall into the tiger's mouth again?

For a moment, Shen Zhaozhao thought of the plots in the apocalyptic novels, and shuddered, and immediately closed the bathroom door again.

If you save money, you can still use it for a while. The corridor looks safe.

After that person leaves, you can consider climbing out directly from the back window of the toilet!

Another point is...

The company's glass wall is of good quality.

It hasn't broken yet.