Zombie Crisis Doomsday

Lunch time slipped by quietly, and there may never have been such a lively dinner party, because it is rare for more than fifty people to dine at the same place at the same time. Of course, this is excluding restaurants.

Except for one person, almost all the survivors went to the lobby downstairs to eat. That person was Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu, what he said before has been confirmed. He is indeed overworked. He has not woken up since he collapsed at noon yesterday. More than twenty-three hours have passed, and he is still lying on the bed.

On the bed, except for his steady breathing, he seemed dead and never opened his eyes.

Okay, let him rest for a while.

A sick person will always be taken care of by many people. His sister Zhang Peng will walk into his room almost every hour since five o'clock in the morning. Now after eating, Teacher Zhang Peng walked into his room again

, However, there is another person who sticks to his side even for a moment - Han Lu.

There were a large group of elementary school students around her. The two women did not feel awkward after meeting. Because they were similar in age, they had many topics in common. The relationship between the two warmed up and was actually born in the chatter. In the end, she

It was under Zhang Peng's euphemism that he led the students downstairs to eat.

There was also a woman who, starting at six o'clock in the morning, would come to Zhang Yu's room every two hours to take a look. No, as soon as her stomach was filled, she hurried up.

According to her words, she wanted to see if the guy who ruined her good deeds was dead.

She is - Bei Can, a tragic woman whose name has a similar pronunciation to tragedy.

In addition, there were many, many people who came here to visit him, so I won’t list them one by one. If Zhang Yu knew that so many people cared about him when he passed out, I’m afraid his nose would be turned up.

Gone to heaven.

At the same time, in the lobby downstairs, the well-fed survivors began to gossip at the dinner table.

At first, we just discussed the taste of the food. Later, the nature changed and we talked about the quality of the food.

A man with a combed-over hairdo, who looked like a young man, tapped the bowl gently with chopsticks, again and again, and again.

The tinkling sound is really annoying.

He held half of his face with his hand, and while knocking, he said to the neighbor next to him, "Hey, let me tell you, have you noticed that there is less food today?" He said, looking at the dining table with a helpless expression.

There was not even a grain of rice in the empty bowl, because he had eaten it all.

His accomplice is also a pretty boy, and he looks like a lazy parasite.

The pretty girl responded, "Yes, I ate one bowl of rice yesterday, but today I only had half a bowl, and even the canned food was missing a lot. I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten enough at all."

After hearing this, the Mogantou punched the dining table with a thud, frightening all the survivors nearby to look over.

After that, Mo Gantou banged the rice bowl vigorously with chopsticks.

There was a final crunching sound, and the bowl had been broken by him, and the entire pair of chopsticks had been broken into pieces.

Then, Mo Gantou slapped the table with his hand and shouted, "It's all because of those brats, it's all because of those idle brats who have nothing to do, that our food supply has become so tight!" He yelled at the same time.

, the facial muscles have become ferocious.

An Jie on the side only frowned slightly after hearing this, but did not make any further response. He only came here yesterday, and he did not know the good and evil qualities of the survivors in the hotel, so he could not target them.

I made no rebuttal with this statement. I just felt a prick in my heart, and it was very uncomfortable to look at this person.

The students beside them were still children and had not yet reached the stage of maturity. Therefore, when they heard others criticizing themselves for their faults, their eyes all turned red. Han Lu beside her quickly comforted and encouraged them.

When their expressions stabilized a little, the Mogantou yelled again.

"Our food supply is very tight, and the superiors, like fools, keep rescuing some useless people and letting them get food without any effort. This is very unfair to us.

.We worked so hard to move the bodies up and down the hotel. You all know how hard we worked to get food!"

Mo Gantou became more and more excited as he spoke. At this time, he had already stood on the chair and roared loudly and passionately like Hitler giving a speech.

"But if you look at those brats and some women who work hard, tell me how much they have contributed to their survival!"

After hearing this, the survivors began to whisper, their eyes constantly resting on Anjie, Xiaoyu, and even some children.

Mo Gantou continued to shout passionately, "Yes, they have made no contribution at all! But why can they also get food? We have spent a lot of effort, but what are the results..."

At this time, the pretty boy also stood up and echoed loudly, "We still don't have enough to eat!"

Mo Gantou raised his fists with both hands and continued to roar passionately, "We work hard but the result is that we don't have enough to eat. What kind of society is this? Why is this society so unfair? Why should we?

You work hard and work hard, just to fill your belly!"

"But if we can't even fill our bellies, what's the point of all our efforts?" Mo Gantou's face turned as red as a tomato.

The survivors began to stir up a commotion, and the words of agreement became louder and louder. Looking back at Mo Gantou, he was very satisfied with the performance of these people.

An Jie's face began to turn pale, and his hands clenched into fists.

At this time, Xiaoyu next to him whispered in his ear very considerately, "These two people are survivors with relatively bad conduct. Don't listen to what they say is nice, but in fact, what they did is...

Contrary to what they said. They said that things like moving corpses and cleaning hotels were actually done by me, sister Zhang Peng and some survivors. They were not included here. I think they were deliberately trying to embarrass us.

."

After hearing this, Anjie nodded in understanding, and Xiaoyu walked away with a smile.

When Anjie looked again, the two people over there were still giving Hitler-style speeches. The number of survivors gradually expanded from the initial two or three to more than ten people, including some female survivors and some who spoke out.

The survivors who adopted children all turned their focus from the original children and food to Anjie and other leaders.