Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book

The principle of toxin is to stimulate the mutated cells in the dead body to accelerate the rate of decay and make them incapable of action.

This idea is very beautiful, but the speed of drug development cannot keep up with the mutation speed of zombies.

When this batch of products began to test, only a small number of the weakest were killed, and other zombies became more aggressive, more powerful, and even some were stimulated with intelligence.

The treatment of human beings has changed from arbitrary attacks to planned and organized killings.

This city was selected, indicating that the number of zombies is indeed small.

However, once all infected, the threat will be greater than the densely populated zombies before the flood.

It is obviously difficult to deceive them by wearing protective clothing, wiping zombie blood and other low-level methods.

The delivery plan in the original text was completed three times in total. It has been more than a month since she first saw the plane. I don’t know if the delivery has been completed.

In any case, they can no longer take risks.

Lu Qiming lay on the bed, still waiting for her answer.

Jiang Miao thought about it for a while, and said, "I know what that plane was for that day."

"Oh?"

"I saw something spilled on the plane. At the time, I thought it was sprinkling water. Until yesterday I saw the two zombies... I guess it might be sprinkling medicine to poison the zombies."

Lu Qiming put down his phone, turned over and sat up.

"you sure?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Miaomiao said: "The spilled medicine must be toxic. We might get poisoned if we go out often. So, don't go out and let the medicine disperse."

He couldn't help but laugh, "Are you sure you are not writing a novel?"

She frowned.

"I'm serious, don't you laugh, okay?"

"Well, if you can't tell, then we won't go out. But... I still want to ask you a question."

"what is the problem?"

He suddenly raised his hand to hold her shoulder, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you love me?"

It was raining heavily outside, and it was cool and quiet inside.

In the morning, Jiang Miaomiao pulled out a bottle of Hermes’ Nile Garden from the warehouse and sprayed it twice in the room, so the breath is full of fresh and elegant water lilies.

He turned his back to the window, wearing a large loose white T-shirt, with long and thick eyelashes, and her face reflected in the clear pupils below.

Jiang Miaomiao's answer is beyond doubt, but being watched by such eyes, he suddenly embarrassed to say, turned his face to the side and tried to avoid him.

"What does this ask for somehow? There is something wrong."

Lu Qiming also moved and moved his face in front of her.

"I just want to ask, you answer quickly."

"I will not say."

"Say talk, I want to listen."

"It's so annoying, get out, I'm going to drink water."

She blushed and wanted to get out of bed.

Lu Qiming got up suddenly, pressed her on the pillow, firmly restrained her with his arms, pressing his face extremely close, as if he was about to kiss her in the next second.

"Say it quickly, or I won't let you go."

The more Jiang Miaomiao was forced to tell the truth, the harder he lifted his chin.

"You speak first."

"Me? What did I say?"

"Say whether you love me or not."

Lu Qiming chuckled, "Is it necessary to say? Of course love."

"Where do you love me?"

He pondered it earnestly, "Love your thinning hair, and your **** that are almost sunken. Every time, my back hurts my ribs."

"...Go to hell!"

Jiang Miaomiao waited expectantly for a long time, waiting for such an answer, kicked him away with anger, ready to get out of bed.

He leaped over to hug her from behind, his broad chest pressed against her back, and he spoke the true answer in her ear.

"I love everything about you."

She is not good, not strong, not amazing.

Just an ordinary person who cannot be more ordinary.

But he just likes her like this.

Jiang Miaomiao's anger disappeared, contented, patted his face and said:

"Count you still talking."

"Now it's your turn, speak quickly."

Lu Qiming sat in front of her, raising his ears expectantly.

She smiled slyly, "What? I forgot. I'm so sleepy, I go to bed first."

Jiang Miaomiao got into the bed and closed his eyes happily.

Lu Qiming was speechless for a while, rushed to lift the quilt, worked hard for more than half an hour, and finally got the answer he wanted to hear.

The two of them were very tired, hugged together, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the evening, it rained and the sky cleared, and the street was washed away by heavy rain. It was as bright as a mirror, reflecting the beautiful sunlight.

A plane flew from a distance and hit the top floor of the building so low.

A door was opened in the cabin, and a huge white mist sprayed out, quickly blending into the air.

A zombie wandered in the alley, suddenly stopped moving, and looked up at the heights.

After looking at it for a few minutes, it opened its mouth and howled, and there was an ups and downs in the distance.

The zombie bent down and drilled into the dark doorway, without a trace.

It was Jiang Miaomiao’s turn to cook dinner again, she stretched to the shelf

Before, worry about what to eat at night.

There are a lot of supplies, but in fact, the types are limited, and there are so many kinds of food every day, which makes people feel unanticipated.

It's still good before. Although it doesn't have much money, there is a convenience store just outside the door. There are chicken rice, fried noodles, and oden.

A little farther away, there is a supermarket, braised duck roast chicken pork knuckle, unlimited supply every day.

If you are willing to take a few bus stops, you can go to the food court.

There are snail noodles, spicy tang, barbecue, sushi and burger hand cakes, everything you want to eat.

Where is it like now, alas.

Jiang Miaomiao sighed, his eyes fell on a sack of flour, hesitating to ask Lu Qiming for advice and bake his honey pie.

There is a message printed on the flour bag: low-gluten wheat flour, which can be used to make cakes, buns, pastries, etc.

The cake...Speaking of it, it's October, not far from her birthday.

In the past, every October 15th, she would buy a big cake and ask her friends to have a big meal for her birthday.

No chance this year.

The phone has been turned off several times, and there is no network after it is turned on, and the displayed time has long been confused.

They can only estimate the approximate month, and cannot determine the exact date.

Her watch can only read the time, not the date, so it is not clear exactly when her birthday is.

Even if I figure it out, there is nowhere to buy cakes and have a big meal.

Jiang Miaomiao was very sorry, and was unwilling to give up like this.

Looking at the dozens of bags of flour in front of her, she thought that there were several unopened new ovens in the supermarket, so she decided to try it out and make a birthday cake for herself.

Cakes made by yourself may not be delicious, but they are more meaningful than those bought in a cake shop.

Today's dinner, let's use it to practice hands.

She babbled and carried a bag of flour and a small oven upstairs, and then came down to find other ingredients.

No eggs, omitted.

No cream, omit it.

No butter, omit it.

Only chocolate, jam, and white sugar can be found.

There is no milk, but milk powder can be used instead.

She packed these things in boxes, found blenders, strainers, bowls and spoons, etc., and moved them all to the kitchen of the suite upstairs, where she started to mess around.

Lu Qiming woke up and found that there was no one around him, guessing that he had gone to cook, so he brought the kindle to continue reading Journey to the West.

As soon as I looked at it until 7 o'clock in the evening, the other party hadn't come to shout for dinner.

He rubbed his already protesting stomach and went out to check.

There was no one in the living room, and the kitchen door was ajar, and a long-lost fragrance wafted out.

Lu Qiming go

Jiang Miaomiao, who opened the door in the past and waited in front of the oven, turned her head and found out that it was him.

"Are you hungry? You can eat in a few minutes."

"what are you doing?"

"Nothing, fooling around."

He bent down and saw the shape of the food inside through the transparent oven door, and he recognized it at a glance.

"Isn't this a cake? Who is celebrating his birthday?"

Jiang Miaomiao shook his head, "No, what kind of birthdays are there in this situation, I'm just playing around."

"Really?" Lu Qiming looked suspiciously.

She nodded vigorously and pushed him out.

"Don't get in the way here, go out."

Lu Qiming had to leave the kitchen, Jiang Miaomiao closed the door, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, upset.

Obviously, only twenty minutes have been set, why is it not over yet? Isn't there a problem with the oven?

At this moment, with a ding sound, the oven stopped.

She hurriedly fetched the cake, forgot to wear gloves, the back of her hand touched the inner wall of the hot oven, and she shrank back with a scream.

Lu Qiming's voice sounded outside the door.

"What's wrong? Do you want to help?"

"No, it's a trivial matter, it will be done right away."

Jiang Miaomiao washed the back of his hand with cold water, ignoring the red skin, took the spoon and spread jam on the cake.

The temperature of the cake is too high, and the jam and chocolate melt as soon as they are applied.

She wanted to look better, but the results became more and more like some kind of excrement.

Forget it, some decorations.

There are marshmallows, fruit candies, soft candies and jellies on hand.

She put up everything she could, covered the surface of the cake, changed a beautiful ceramic plate, and walked out of the kitchen with it in her hand.

Lu Qiming had already set the tableware and sat at the table waiting.

After watching for a long time, he put down the spoon and raised his head faintly.

"You can tell me if you have an opinion, there is no need to torture me in such a laborious way."

"...If you don't eat it, I will eat it with meat."

Jiang Miaomiao called his loyal dog, cut a piece and put it in its bowl.

Jiang Rourou sniffed excitedly, and then...retreated three feet away.

Lu Qiming spread his hands, "Look, dogs don't want to eat."

"You have no taste at all!"

Jiang Miaomiao gave up on herself and ate by herself.

Putting too much sugar made her head buzzing, as if she would have a cerebral hemorrhage at any time.

Lu Qiming frowned and looked at it for a long time, and poured her a glass of water intimately.

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it. It's not a good thing. If you really want to eat cake, I will make it."

She raised her head abruptly and tried to swallow her mouth dry

Baba's dough.

"Really?"

"I used to take a vacation. My landlord was a pastry chef and taught me all her secrets."

Jiang Miaomiao didn't believe it, "Why teach you?"

"Who knows? Maybe it depends on how handsome I am."

Lu Qiming asked, "Do you want to eat or not?"

She nodded vigorously, Lu Qiming smiled slightly and stood up and spread his arms.

Jiang Miaomiao looked dumbfounded, and rolled his eyes.

"I don't have any eyesight. Put me on an apron."

This dog man...

For the birthday cake, she bears it!

Lu Qiming walked into the kitchen, and Jiang Miaomiao ran in and out to be his assistant.

Originally thought he was bragging, but after watching it for a while, he found that it looked like that, at least the formed cake embryo was much better than what she made.

"Just do not spread jam, let it cool down."

Lu Qiming put the cake dough into the refrigerator and returned to the living room to wait.

Jiang Miaomiao had nothing to do, opened the drawer of the coffee table and flipped through it, and found a tarot card.

She opened it and fiddled with it, the pattern on it was very beautiful, but unfortunately she couldn't understand it at all.

Lu Qiming was smoking again, she looked at it and thought of trickery, took half of the cigarette he had smoked, and shook the tarot cards.

"Lao Lu, is it a marriage?"

Lu Qi understood her and said, "My marriage is you, what's the matter? Give the cigarette back."

"...Uh, it is now, maybe in the future."

He lowered his voice, "Do you still want to like other men? I won't give you a chance."

"Who said it was me? Maybe you change your mind first. Come on, I'll do the calculations for you, you are not allowed to not charge money."

Anyway, being idle is also idle, Lu Qiming patted the ashes on his pants, and sat in a precarious manner.

Jiang Miaomiao learned from the previous TV roles, shuffled the cards and placed them in front of him.

"Read your question and draw six."

He frowned, "Must read it out? Is it okay to read it silently?"

"No, if you don't read it and you are not sincere, the tarot cards will be inaccurate."

It's messy, and there are quite a few rules.

He thought about it, closed his eyes and said, "How can I be with her forever."

Jiang Miaomiao was delighted and watched him draw six cards.

Pushing the other cards aside, she turned over the six one by one.

Lu Qiming seemed to be looking forward to it, "How is it?"

Jiang Miaomiao used his extraordinary imagination to interpret for him.

"Look, this first card is called... the queen, yes. The meaning of this card is to treat your opponent as a queen, obey all her instructions, and absolutely not disobey her.

Things. "

Lu Qiming: "...Then why is there a king? Does she think of me as a king?"

"Of course not, the king meant that you have to have wealth and power like a king, so that you can give her happiness."

"...What does this hanged ghost mean? Is she hanged or am I hanged?"

"Neither, the meaning of hanging ghosts... is..."

She couldn't make it up for a while, so she grabbed her hair in a hurry.

"It means that if you encounter danger in the future, you must go forward bravely and defend her safety with your own life."

Lu Qiming rested his chin with one hand and nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, what else?"

"The fourth one is a **** of death, meaning that death will not separate you. The fifth one is a demon, which shows that your feelings are still variable and you must always care for her. The sixth one is the sun, which means that as long as you strictly abide by the above Request, your future will be bright."

Jiang Miaomiao explained everything and wiped away his sweat.

Lu Qiming smiled, "I will always remember these words."

"Really?" She deliberately rubbed her shoulders. "I wash my clothes every day and my shoulders are sore. Will you come to wash them in the future?"

He shook his head, "Not good."

"But you just said clearly..."

"I asked'how can I be with it forever", this it refers to it."

He raised his finger to the side, Jiang Miaomiao turned to look, Jiang Rourou was holding the leg of the chair and riding a horse.

"..."

Lu Qiming smiled triumphantly.

"Don't you think it means you? Too narcissistic, tut."

Jiang Miaomiao threw the card into the drawer and rushed to choke him.

Lu Qiming hurriedly said: "The cake base is already cold, let's spread the jam."

She had to let go and take out the cold cake with him.

There are several flavors of jam, strawberry, blueberry, apple, pineapple, each with different colors.

Lu Qiming started from the bottom and painted them up in circles.

The circle gets smaller and smaller, and in the middle is a piece of pink strawberry jam the size of a ping-pong ball.

The whole cake looks crystal clear and beautiful, even more amazing than what Jiang Miaomiao used to buy hundreds of times.

He asked casually: "How old are you this year?"

She did not react, and subconsciously replied: "21."

Lu Qiming scooped up a spoonful of melted white chocolate and wrote 21 on it.

Jiang Miaomiao: "...what are you doing?"

He sneered: "I can't see your little Jiujiu? Stop pretending, happy 21st birthday."

She froze

, Forgot to answer.

Lu Qiming handed the fruit knife to her hand and whispered:

"Although you are 21 and still live like a little fool, I really hope you will be so stupid forever. 22 years old, 23 years old, you will spend every birthday with you."

Jiang Miaomiao was so happy from ear to ear, but refused to accept the description of "idiot".

"Who is stupid, if I am stupid, can I live till now?"

Lu Qiming also laughed, "Yeah, where did you get your luck? Is it true that stupid people are stupid?"

She was about to answer, when a sudden noise came downstairs, both of them were startled.

"What sound? Did Lao Bai knock down something?"

Lu Qiming didn't sound like it, so he brought a gun and said, "I will go down and take a look."

"together."

Jiang Miaomiao didn't care about eating the cake, put it on the table, picked up the small chainsaw and followed him downstairs.

The noise continued, about once every few seconds, and as the distance got closer, they determined that it was not from the supermarket, but from the fire exit.

how can that be? The fire escape has been blocked by them with chairs for several months, and it has never sounded during that time.

The two stopped behind the last chair and listened with their ears erect.

But at this moment, the sound disappeared.

The corridor was dark and quiet, as if nothing happened.

Jiang Miaomiao scratched his ears, "Could it be that we heard it wrong?"

Lu Qiming didn't speak, staring straight ahead.

But the view was completely blocked by the chair, and the other side could not be seen at all.

Move the chair away? Not to mention how time-consuming and laborious it was. What if there are all zombies on the opposite side after moving away? Didn't you throw yourself into the net?

He was still weighing the pros and cons. In the supermarket, the old white couple yelled. The harsh voice made Jiang Miaomiao's heart tighten, and she subconsciously grabbed his hand.

"Let's take a look."

Lu Qiming walked ahead, letting her grab the corner of her clothes.

The two approached the bird house step by step, but the chirping stopped again.

Pounding--

In the dark, Jiang Miaomiao could almost hear his heartbeat, and the hand holding the chainsaw kept sweating, and he did not dare to let out the atmosphere.

Lu Qiming put his ear on the door and listened for a while, confirmed that there was no other movement, and opened the door.

The cool breeze poured in, the window glass was broken, and the ground was full of debris.

Jiang Miaomiao's scalp was numb, and he whispered, "Is something coming in? Lao Bai? Lao Bai..."

She yelled a few times without responding, so she took the courage to approach the birdhouse.

The bird’s nest is about one square meter and is a love nest they made for a family of six. in

The surface is covered with white cotton, clean and warm.

However, with the help of the faint moonlight, she clearly saw several black dots of different sizes on the cotton, which looked like dripping blood.

Other than that, there is nothing.

Where have all the crows gone?

There was a familiar smell of rot in the air, and Lu Qiming warned:

"Let's go back first..."

Before the words were finished, a figure crawled in from the window, very fast, crawling into the room almost in the blink of an eye.

In the night, its eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

Lu Qiming heard the movement and turned around. He was a step late and was bitten on his right shoulder by the opponent.

The bite was so heavy, and the sharp teeth were deep into the joints, making him unable to move his entire arm, so he could only use his left hand to hold the gun.

Only when my finger touched the gun body, I heard a chainsaw in my ears.

Jiang Miaomiao held up the small chainsaw and landed on the zombie's neck.

Flesh and blood flew across, the head and body of the zombie split into two. With his head still biting Lu Qiming's shoulder, his body fell to the ground, scratching aimlessly.

She didn't stop, and saw its waist again, until the opponent completely lost the ability to attack.

Two more zombies climbed up outside the window. Lu Qiming had already taken out his guns, holding a gun in one hand, and he quickly solved it.

Sticky, fishy blood and minced meat splashed on the floor and walls, and there were sounds outside the windows.

Jiang Miaomiao got close and looked out.

The light was very dim and the line of sight was blurry, but with this glance, she saw at least dozens of zombies clinging to the wall, climbing up quickly.

Here comes the thing she worried about has happened.

The zombies that were once headless flies learned to attack together.

Lu Qiming endured the pain, took off the zombie's head from his shoulder, and threw it on the ground and stepped on it.

"I'll find something to seal the window."

"Do not!"

Jiang Miaomiao stopped him firmly, "Leave it alone, let's go back to the hotel."

The glass in the supermarket is all ordinary tempered glass, which cannot be resisted for long. Stay here for a second, the more dangerous it is.

Lu Qiming was a little puzzled, but decided to listen to her and go back to the hotel first.

The two left the room, locked the door from the outside, pushed the shelf to block it, and hurried back to the hotel.

Locking the door and staying in this room full of bulletproof glass, Jiang Miaomiao finally relaxed and checked his injuries.

The bite is not cruel, there are only two rows of teeth marks, which is nothing compared to the injuries he has suffered before.

But it is very deep and the position is tricky. It is estimated that this hand will not be used for at least half a month.

She looked distressed and scolded him: "Why didn't you hide,

You can avoid it. "

With his skill, as long as he bends down, he won't be bitten.

Lu Qiming said: "I can't hide."

"why?"

"I hide, doesn't it just bite you?"

Jiang Miaomiao didn't speak, turned around, as if to get medicine, but in fact wiped away tears secretly.

After taking the gauze and anti-inflammatory drugs, she treated the wound for him, nagging and saying, "Fortunately, you won't be infected, otherwise we'll be over. Lu Qiming, you just said you want to spend every birthday with me. , No words and no faith."

He was sweating profusely with pain, but tried to show her a smile.

"I definitely won't, otherwise you will be scolded to death."

"Don't say it nicely."

Jiang Miaomiao scolded him while wrapping his wound.

Due to the special location and inconvenient clothes to wear, Lu Qiming simply took off his T-shirt and left his upper body naked.

She wrapped the bandage from his shoulders to his armpits, wrapped it back and forth several times, and asked uneasyly when she cut it off:

"You really won't be infected, right?"

Even if he has antibodies in his body, what if it suddenly fails?

After all, the hepatitis B vaccine will expire.

If he is infected, then she...

Jiang Miaomiao didn't dare to think about it any longer and looked at each other, hoping that he would give her an affirmative answer.

Lu Qiming nodded, "I won't."

She leaped forward and hugged his waist as if she had lost her strength, and sobbed in fear.

He patted her back lightly.

"Be sad, the newly raised bird was eaten by someone else before it could eat it."

Jiang Miaomiao felt even more sad when he thought of this.

The movement underneath didn't stop, Jiang Rourou stood by the door, turning around nervously.

They want to look at the situation outside, but it is difficult to complete.

The outside of the building is too dark, and the pictures on the road are invisible at all.

They could not open the window probe, so they could not observe the zombies on the wall.

The door is very strong, but it is the last barrier. Once opened, the consequences are unimaginable.

Rather than hiding inside, it's better to say... trapped.

Jiang Miaomiao could only judge the situation downstairs by voice.

The glass was broken a lot, and the zombies should have come out of the bird house, smelling the breath of their lives, looking up one after another.

How long does it take to find here?

There are spare materials in the suite, which is expected to last for half a month. Even if they can't open the door, what about after half a month?

It was late at night, and she was not drowsy at all, she did not dare to relax when she looked at the door.

Lu Qiming saw her face pale, and handed out a piece of chocolate.

"Eat some, don't be bored."

She took it and put it in her mouth, reaching out for another piece.

He was surprised, "Are you really hungry?"

"Hungry is not too hungry, I want to eat more."

Maybe I won't have the chance to eat again tomorrow.

Lu Qiming gave her all the chocolates in his hand, looked at the door of the room and thought for a while, then suddenly asked, "Do you believe me?"

Jiang Miaomiao turned back, "What do you believe?"

"I will go out now, get rid of the zombies, and then come back safely."

She was speechless.

"Go to bed if you want to dream, don't make me amused."

"I'm serious." Lu Qiming said: "I don't know why the zombies suddenly chose to attack together, but according to the current development speed, if we don't solve it quickly, we will only have no chance in the future."

Jiang Miaomiao knew he was right, but couldn't support his proposal.

"What can you do? You may not be able to fight when you are healthy, let alone abandon your hand."

Lu Qiming smiled, "There is no waste, it is still possible to light a cigarette."

"..." She gave him a blank look and continued to stare at the door, as if her eyes could shield the door.

Lu Qiming pursed his lips and said, "My idea is to go upstairs before they come up. Then you will hide in the house of the person who found the gun last time, standing by the window, and I will try my best to bring the zombies to the top of the building. lead.

There are generators and power supply systems on the roof. I set them alight and jumped down.

Before that, I would tie a rope around my waist. When I throw the rope down, you must hold it firmly. Whether I can live or not depends on this step. "

Some zombies were blown to death, some were thrown to death, and the rest were easy to solve.

This is the only plan that can be done right now.

Jiang Miaomiao asked: "If the situation is urgent and the rope is thrown in the wrong direction and is not thrown in front of me? What if they catch up with you before you light up the generator? If I hold on tight, the rope will break. ?How to do?"

He sighed, "Wonderful, life is inherently full of dangers. What we have to do is to minimize the probability, not just because of danger."

Every time I went on a mission, it was a ghost gate.

He was also scared at first, especially when the bullet flew past him, he always felt that the next one would hit him.

Later, I gradually learned to put aside life and death, concentrate on doing the things in my hands, but live longer than others.

This time, he believes he can succeed too.

Jiang Miaomiao lowered his head, his voice mixed with crying.

"I know, but I don't want to. Did you forget to celebrate your birthday today? You haven't eaten the cake yet. Don't go out, don't go out... Please..."

Lu Qiming's eyes flashed with water, and he whispered:

"So I want you to believe me, I will not die, and you will not die, we are all fine."

"I don't want... I don't want it!"

She hugged his waist tightly, as if he would run as soon as she let go.

Lu Qiming stretched out his left hand to bring the cake, and passed the knife into her hand.

"Come on, cut the cake and finish the birthday."

"I don't cut it!"

"Miaomiao, good."

"Woo..."

She wanted to cry and cry, for fear of attracting zombies, so she could only bury her face in his clothes desperately.

The cries came intermittently, echoing in the room.