Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

Huddled in the house, he spent the day in silence.

The world seemed to have fallen into nothingness and chaos.

Until the night came again, the blood moon parted the dark clouds, and the familiar coldness blew into the bone marrow again.

Zuo Yang stood up from the living room and huddled in a corner with some vigilance.

In fact, he had always had an idea since he escaped from the knocking ghost last night.

If the knocking ghost was only active at night and disappeared during the day, then what about the next night?

Will it be reset in Room 101 like a game?

Zuo Yang was very cautious.

He only had one life, so he had to think about everything.

Huddled in the corner, even though the house was quiet now, his heart was still fluctuating.

"Squeak~"

Finally!

When the moonlight splashed all over the living room.

A group of dark figures slowly gathered from the kitchen.

The black shadow twisted from the ground into a human figure and stood, as if it was transformed from two dimensions to three dimensions.

Familiar crutches, familiar hunchbacked old lady.

A pair of white eyes with a dark face, and a half-grown child on her back.

In the child's hand, the fuse of the firecracker is still burning, but it never burns to the end.

"Hehehe~"

"Hehehe~"

In the living room, the child's naughty voice came.

Zuo Yang didn't dare to breathe, watching the old and the child slowly walk out the door.

He was right.

This old and the child would not have any doubts about their family.

Zuo Yang even wondered if he could be safe even if he sat on the sofa without hiding.

"In the future, I will just hide in the bedroom in advance at night..."

"It seems that the kitchen is their refresh point."

Walking to the door angrily, Zuo Yang looked outside.

The knocking ghost can really see through the existence of humans. This time, she did not go upstairs, but walked towards the nearby apartment building.

Not long after, the familiar knocking sound of "dong dong dong" came.

"Fuck! Who is it!"

"Don't you know you can't go out now?"

"NMD!"

The sound of cursing came.

A few minutes later, the sound of breaking the door and hysterical screams came, and the air was filled with blood.

Zuo Yang's face was dark, and he shook his head and went back to the bedroom.

As expected, tonight is the end of another building.

Standing in front of the bedroom window, Zuo Yang looked outside the house.

Sure enough, no one dared to go out.

Pulling the curtains, he closed his eyes and lay on the bed to sleep.

Now there is no condition for him to go out or study.

Maybe because it is the home of the knocking ghost, it will be unexpectedly safe.

He fell asleep with peace of mind.

Zuo Yang didn't sleep well this time. He was woken up several times by screams at night.

The next morning when the weirdness came, he got up early.

He opened the refrigerator and found that there were not only butter bread, but also canned milk and calcium tablets.

"It seems that I bought new food last night."

Drinking milk and eating bread, Zuo Yang opened the curtains and looked outside frequently.

It was a cloudy day today.

The earth was finally not blood red.

But under the dark sky, it was even more lonely and silent at this moment.

Zuo Yang guessed that many people died last night.

After dinner, he picked up the military telescope and walked towards the 8th floor after carefully surveying the situation outside the house as he did yesterday.

Indoor 802.

Zuo Yang glanced at the situation in the community.

The weirdness has been coming for a day. There are either fewer residents on many floors.

Or they have dark circles under their eyes and walk around the house like a mental patient.

There are also people who touch their stomachs and keep looking at the supermarket in the community.

Some people can't eat anymore!

Zuo Yang narrowed his eyes.

Although it is very inhumane to do so.

But he thought of one thing with a dark heart.

If he has food, he can wait until someone can't stand the hunger anymore and go out to find food.

In this way, he can observe the current situation of the community more systematically.

His idea actually coincides with Luo Qian of 801.

However, he has a cheat, and the other party doesn't.

He used a military telescope to observe the outside of the house for a long time, and went downstairs in a bad mood.

However, it was only one day, and the fear of death still suppressed hunger.

After returning to the house, Zuo Yang used the computer to surf the Internet as usual, wanting to get more information from the outside world.

But unlike yesterday, there was not a single decent and useful post today.

"Maybe everyone who knows the information is dead?"

"Or the information is controlled?"

Zuo Yang thought so, wasting time helplessly.

Waited until five o'clock in the evening.

His own message came from the mobile phone.

[There is no regret medicine in the world: Oh my! This customer is really good, we played two games together, and he signed the order! ]

[Zuo Yang: How is it? Did I lie to you? Hurry up and find the company to report the commission in advance! ]

[There is no regret medicine in the world: OKOK! This little money is not a problem for the company. By the way, do you want anything? I will prepare it for you in advance? ]

The message sent by the other party made Zuo Yang hesitate.

Speaking of which, after reading that post yesterday, he wanted to stock up on some magic tools and the like.

Not to mention being invincible under weirdness, just saying that it can drive away the little ghosts and save your life!

Thinking of this, Zuo Yang replied.

[Zuo Yang: If possible, you can buy some old magic tools... um... It's best to buy them in that kind of temple. ]

[There is no regret medicine in the world: Damn? Are you going to kill ghosts? ]

[Zuo Yang: Go quickly! It's not me who wants to kill ghosts, but ghosts who want to kill me! ]

After chatting with his past self for a few words, when there was no response from the other side, Zuo Yang knew that he should be busy again.

He exited the chat interface and searched through the contacts.

Sure enough, a new friend with the standard of "big customer" appeared.

[Zhou Yang]

This is the only thing Zuo Yang knows about this second-generation official customer.

He only knows his name, although he seems to be easy to get along with.

But Zuo Yang knows that people raised in such a family are not simple.

After looking at Zhou Yang's VX for a while, Zuo Yang still chose to click in and sent a message "Are you there?"

This is not flirting.

But Zuo Yang thought that Zhou Yang, who came from a special family, might know more about the end of the world than himself.

The reason why I made my past self make friends with him was, first, to make money, and second, to need his relationship channels.

But...

It's been a while since the message was sent.

Zhou Yang over there didn't seem to have any intention of paying attention to me at all.

"That's right."

"He's just a client who played a few games before the apocalypse. Who the hell would take me seriously?"

"Not to mention important intelligence..."

After the test failed, Zuo Yang was just about to go back to the bedroom to continue sleeping.

Suddenly!

The phone screen lit up again.

This time, it was from the tenant group.

[Room 801 Luo Xi: @Zuo Yang, Brother Zuo, do you have any food? I... I don't have any food at home, can you send me some? ]

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Why don't you come and get it?"

Looking at the message, Zuo Yang's face was full of disgust.

Just one message shows the selfishness of this woman Luo Xi.

Let me send it over?

Go upstairs at risk, right?

"Is she using me to test the safety of the corridor?"

"Use me?"

"It seems that she didn't work out the others, but you did!"

Looking at the phone screen with a gloomy look, Zuo Yang slowly typed a few words.

[Room 101 Zuo Yang: Sorry, I’m out of food here.]