The Rebirth of the Last Days and Return to [Fang] Hao

"Senior, the crystal nucleus in the zombie's head today seems to be easier to get out than yesterday!" Fang Hao stirred on the zombie's head with excitement, and took out a crystal nucleus with a brilliant expression. I didn't realize how frightening my actions were-fortunately, they had masks on their faces, and people in the distance couldn't see the brilliant smile on his face.

He Zi nodded emphatically: "Maybe it has something to do with the length of time it took to become a zombie?" Anyway, most junior zombies have this in their minds.

The two of them touched in through the side door of the gas station and went straight to the courtyard behind the gas canister. Several zombies were brought down on the road-the staff on duty here seemed to forget to close the door when they escaped yesterday. The two finally found the gas tanks.

Today, with all the pipeline gas, canned gas still has a very market. Residents in the bungalows who do business in mobile stalls, rent houses without natural gas, and do not have natural gas in the urban area, need to replace gas tanks every month. Various types of gas tanks of different models, large and small, are densely placed in the yard.

The two of them turned their weight upside down to see if it was full, He Zizhong threw the full gas tank into the space.

After scouring the gas tanks in the yard, the two found a room that was not too small. In addition to some empty tanks, there was a device filled with liquefied gas. After studying for a while, the two of them turned to rush and collect them, and after about two hours, they completely cleaned up the area.

Leaving the gas company, and then drove to the clothing city. Along the way, there were more people who dared to go out than the previous day, but most of them were hurriedly avoiding the streets full of zombies and looking for food. Most people's goals are supermarkets, food stores, and even pharmacies. The clothing city is empty, with only a few zombies on each floor wandering slowly.

Since there were no outsiders, He Zizhong was no longer polite, and went through layer by layer, not to mention men's clothes, even women and children's clothes were bought.

The result of being able to collect things freely is that even small shops will accidentally be collected into the space.

After turning around several floors, the two of them walked downstairs from the safe passage. Fang Hao took the binoculars to observe the situation outside, and He Zizhong took the opportunity to drink a few mouthfuls of space water to recover from the dizziness caused by excessive mental energy consumption.

"Senior, there are about 20 or 30 zombies on the street, shall we go to the supermarket to check the situation?"

The nearest large supermarket is about two intersections, two to three hundred meters from here. It is estimated that it will only take five minutes to drive, but the people near the supermarket may be more concentrated...

"Go to the pharmacy at the intersection." He Zi reused his binoculars to observe the environment and made a final decision.

Before the end of the world, every time he went out and passed the pharmacy, he always tried to buy some commonly used drugs, but even so, the quantity did not accumulate too much. Especially all kinds of prescription drugs can't be bought too much at once. Since it is decided to leave the f city in the next two days, it is better to collect more of these things along the way.

He remembered that before he was hunted down, the price of a cold medicine in City A had risen to the point where he could get three days of rations. In addition, almost no people with medicine are willing to sell it.

Touching his chin, he knew that there was a large pharmaceutical factory in the outskirts of f. It was just a detour. Would you like to take a detour and take a look?

The two seized the time, took the opportunity to ran to the car, brought down the two wandering zombies, not daring to fight, He Zizhong smoothly threw the heads of the two zombies into the space, but accidentally discovered that they were in the first place where their heads entered the space. In an instant, a subtle bright light floated from the head...

Can the zombies thrown directly into the space be absorbed by the space itself without having to open the skull? Wouldn't it be easier after that?

Throw away those two heads and open the door: "The space can absorb that thing directly from the zombie's head. We don't need to have a special skull open in the future."

Fang Hao opened his eyes in surprise: "This is too convenient!"

He Zi nodded emphatically. When collecting things in the space, he must touch the things themselves, but he can use media, such as gloves and weapons.

It's a pity, it would be better if you could fetch things in the air.

The two started the car and quickly drove towards the pharmacy. They arrived at the door of the pharmacy within a few minutes.

Stopping, continuing to put down the zombies, collect the zombies, and throw out the zombies that have lost their crystal cores. The whole set of actions are completed at one go, and the speed is so fast that even if there are people nearby, they may not be able to see clearly, maybe they will think that they are dazzled.

The two did not enter through the door of the pharmacy, but climbed into the window of the pharmacy. There was a cry of exclamation and the sound of touching the shelf—someone inside.

Encountering survivors is very common in the early end of the world. He Zizhong looked at the men and women holding various weird weapons in the drugstore. There were about seven or eight people here.

Those people were surprised at first, and then they saw that the person crawling in was not a zombie, and then they were slightly relieved.

The shelves are a bit messy, and a lot of medicines are missing. Most of those people gathered together now, and there were still many plastic bags in the corners where they were. Look at the logo printed on it-not far away, the supermarket He Zizhong and the others were going to go to.

The cold medicines, anti-inflammatory medicines, and band-aids on the shelves were all clean and there was nothing left. He Zi raised his eyebrows, walked to a position where the opponent could not see, squatted down, and opened the small cabinet below. Sure enough, it was full of various medicines.

He Zizhong quietly swept all the cabinets one by one, and Fang Hao stood aside to cover him, making those people think that they were just picking various medicines on the shelves.

From time to time, the sound of cars passing by, the sound of crashing, and the screams were heard on the road outside.

He Zizhong collected some medicines and walked around to the back room. Rows of wooden grids are filled with various Chinese herbal medicines. Some small drawers were pulled out or simply fell on the ground, and various medicinal materials were scattered all over the place.

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He Zizhong didn't move anything here, and instead walked to a room next to him. This was the staff lounge with a door inside.

Sure enough-"The warehouse."

Fang Hao blinked at him, motioned him to go in and collect things, and watched outside by himself.

He Zizhong kindly went in and made a circle, so the inside was empty...

"Shall we go out of town today? Or tomorrow?" Walked out of the warehouse and glanced at the time. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Anything...Will you not find a place to rest halfway?" Fang Hao thought for a while and wanted to ask. He Zizhong's space is not suitable for entering and exiting places that are easy to be found. Camping in an open place is better. Private and hidden in relatively small rooms.

A riot came from outside, and the two hurried out.

A few people rushed into the pharmacy and found the original people in the pharmacy. Both sides were shocked.

After that, three of the people turned around and desperately closed the door and pulled down the shutter...

"Squeak, squeak", this is a zombie scratching the door. "Wow, wow," this is the zombie shaking the door. "Ha, ha..." This... don't ask, this is the sound of zombies surrounding the gate.

He Zizhong and Fang Hao looked at each other helplessly, it seemed that the door was blocked.

The two walked to the window where they had climbed in. Fortunately, the street on the side was not blocked yet, but the zombies could already be seen slowly gathering here.

"Go!" He Zizhong made a decisive decision, bracing his hands on the window, jumped out, and turned to pick up Fang Hao who was following.

The group of people who came here first in the room was staring at them angrily because the latecomers attracted zombies, while most of the latecomers focused their attention outside the door. Some of them were clever and felt inside the room. The breath of tension.

A few people found He Zizhong who had left the window, rolled their eyes, and quietly walked towards the window.

Opening the door, the two quickly got into the car, activated the throttle, and drove outward. Later, the group of people also seemed to have escaped from the supermarket. One after another, the zombies pulled out a long string from the supermarket, and they were slowly gathering here.

The sound of the car attracted some zombies to move. But at this time, a "crack" suddenly came from the drugstore, which attracted most of the zombies' attention.

He Zizhong drove quickly away from this place where more and more zombies gathered, and when their car turned to the big intersection, another car turned back.

When people are too panic, they will always subconsciously follow others to act, although others may not know which choice is the best.

Therefore, He Zizhong and the two were very depressed to find that after a short while, they followed a string of "tails" behind them. Some accidentally caught up while escaping on the road, and some heard the sound of an engine on the road, just because they wanted to escape, so they followed.

What makes them vomit blood is that at this time, when people see only one or two cars passing by on the road, they don't want to keep up, but if they find another convoy passing by, people who want to escape will hear the wind.

"...Senior, what should I do?" Fang Hao looked in the rearview mirror speechlessly.

"Out of the city." He originally wanted to find a place to rest in the city for a night, but now there are so many cars behind, if this group of people are stupidly following behind, he stops and they stop, and wake up. , It will definitely be surrounded by zombies outside!

Fang Hao puffed up, all the idiots behind! Why do you have to follow us? !

The car in front drove desperately, followed by a group of cars, and further behind, there were zombies with their necks stretched out and staring at them, and their mouths screamed and followed them.

In this scene, there is even a hint of joy in the horror.

He Zizhong glanced at the fuel gauge. Fortunately, the fuel in the tank didn't consume much, and it should be able to support city a if nothing happens. Now, he is extremely grateful that the city where he lived since childhood is not far from city a.

The two drove all the way to the highway outside the city, bumping into a few zombies wandering on the road from time to time, and also avoided the wreckage of vehicles scattered on the road along the way.

From time to time, there will be a few screams on both sides of the street. It is the misfortune of some survivors who ventured out to find food.

Fortunately for He Zi Chongqing, the route he chose happened to be a relatively remote road, and there were not many messy obstacles on the street. Therefore, he drove out of the city relatively smoothly.

At the entrance of the expressway, there are no living people long ago, and several lifting poles blocking the road have been opened and broken long ago. There were a few cars, but for some reason, they were directly installed in the toll booth's hut. They were across several toll booths, and a few zombies were wandering aimlessly there.

He Zi re-selected an unblocked mouth and rushed over, and the inexplicable tails behind also rushed out very unceremoniously.