[24/100].
Su Qing was hit hard by the monster. She stumbled sideways, slammed against the wall, and passed out completely...
"Another third of my life gone..."
Lin Fan looked at Su Qing sprawled on the ground, feeling both moved and regretful.
He admitted that he had been a bit too superficial; Su Qing was far braver than he'd given her credit.
The room was now safe. Lin Fan lifted Su Qing from the ground and placed her on the back of the overturned sofa, making her more comfortable.
He then began to search the room. The danger was averted, so he quickly searched!
Lin Fan had originally planned to throw the little monster's corpse out the window; it looked rather shabby.
But then he realized the reason for the zombie mutation was unknown. If he threw it out and it got eaten by another zombie, causing a mutation, he'd have to give up.
Besides, it wasn't just the corpse; the entire bedroom looked shabby.
Lin Fan searched the bedroom but found nothing useful. He returned to the living room and closed the door.
He'd tape the door shut tomorrow to prevent the smell from escaping, since he wasn't going back in anyway. Room
402 had more supplies than he'd expected, likely due to the family's existence. The refrigerator was crammed with food.
Vegetables, eggs, some fruit, sauces, pickles, and the like.
The freezer was crammed with meats, sausages, fish, and shrimp.
There was a bag of rice weighing over a dozen pounds, and about ten pounds of flour. There were
also dried mushrooms and soybeans. Lin Fan even found a soymilk maker.
Compared to Lin Fan's home, this place had a rich sense of life...
The roof was full, indicating that this family of three lived a happy life.
It was a shame... Never
mind. Lin Fan controlled himself and stopped thinking about it.
Perhaps it was because this was the first time he'd been so brazenly rummaging through someone else's belongings, and a subtle sense of guilt kept haunting him. He
'd just get used to it.
Besides food, they also found a number of daily necessities, such as soap, laundry detergent, cigarettes, alcohol, and batteries.
Lin Fan temporarily piled these items in the living room, waiting to slowly move them downstairs tomorrow.
The food problem was solved for now. With so many supplies, even if he shared some with Su Qing, it would be enough for Lin Fan to eat for half a month.
…
Su Qing was awakened by a scent.
A scent that hadn't lasted long, yet felt long since gone, filled her nostrils.
"Hot pot...? Am I dreaming?"
She groggily opened her eyes, only to see the back of a man slurping away at something from an electric hot pot, slurping it up with chopsticks, a look of delight on his face.
Meanwhile, she lay on an unfamiliar sofa, wearing her own T-shirt, an IV tube inserted into her left hand.
"Lin Fan..." Fragmentary memories emerged from her mind: the strange smell, the bloody room, and the figure standing in front of her...
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she said to Lin Fan weakly but excitedly, "Brother, you... you won?!"
Lin Fan was happily fishing for the mutton when he heard a noise behind him.
The mutton had also been found by 402, along with some slightly wilted vegetables. He brought them all back, making for a good evening meal.
While chewing a mouthful of inedible mutton tendon, he turned around and looked at Su Qing in confusion and asked, "What did you win?"
"Zombies, bedroom 402..."
Hearing this, Lin Fan suddenly realized that he had overlooked this. It turned out that her memory was still stuck at that time, so he replied:
"Oh, oh, you mean that, that is winning."
"How are you now? You hit your head then, are you still dizzy?"
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he found that Su Qing was not listening to him at all. Her eyes were staring straight at the bowl in his hand like a wolf... The meat in it!
Not only was she staring, but her pupils were dilated, her breathing became heavier, and her hands unconsciously clutched the thin blanket on her body...
This Lin Fan was so familiar with!
Back in the zoo, when a tiger that hadn't been fed for a day saw the keeper carrying a chicken, it would have this expression!
"Hey, hey, hey, stop!"
Lin Fan thrust his palm in front of Su Qing's nose, blocking her view.
"It's not that I'm being stingy and won't give you food, it's that you can't eat this right now..."
He stood up and walked to the kitchen, handing Su Qing a small bowl of porridge with two peeled, boiled eggs in it.
"Eat this first. If you want hot pot, we can have it tomorrow..."
Lin Fan thought to himself that she had been hungry for two days and was injured, leaving her weak.
Eating greasy food now would surely make her vomit and waste food...
But as Su Qing watched Lin Fan bring the cooked porridge with such "concern," a warm feeling welled up in her heart.
"There's a lot of food in Room 402. Even if you save one-third, it will be enough for you to eat for half a month."
Lin Fan said to Su Qing while eating, "I haven't finished it yet. Let's go get it together tomorrow."
Su Qing was holding the porridge, and seemed to be immersed in some emotions. Suddenly she heard Lin Fan talking about business and didn't react for a while.
"Ah? Oh, okay..."
Lin Fan looked at Su Qing with a dull look. Maybe her head was hurt...
There was no MRI, otherwise he would have given her a thorough check-up.
But Su Qing was thinking about something completely different. She looked at the needle in her left hand and asked, puzzled, "Brother... aren't you a veterinarian?"
"I've learned all that..."
Lin Fan replied nonchalantly, as if anticipating her question.
"Animals are much harder to treat than humans. At least humans can talk..."
"Then why are you here, since you're so amazing and know everything?"
Su Qing asked, glancing out the window.
Before this, she'd seen Lin Fan almost every day, watching him deal with stingy old ladies in his small clinic.
But she'd never been so curious about his past as
she was now. She felt someone like him shouldn't be trapped in a place like this.
He deserved a more respectable job and a broader future.
"You ask me why I opened such a small clinic in this shabby place?"
Lin Fan stared into Su Qing's large, distinct black and white eyes. He didn't see any mocking sarcasm in them, but rather a hint of something inexplicable
. "It's just bad luck."
After this encounter, Lin Fan no longer looked down on Su Qing as he had at the beginning. The cruel end of the world had unknowingly tied the two of them together.
"The zoo's dog manager had a relative who needed a job, and then the two wolves I'd been caring for for years were poisoned to death."
"I got so angry that I beat up that old bastard. Now that I have a criminal record, I have to go it alone."
Lin Fan recounted his story over his hot pot, as if he were recounting someone else's affairs.
Although he acted nonchalant, Su Qing could still see the resentment in his eyes.
"You seem to have adapted to this kind of life..."
"That's too cruel." Lin Fan dropped the subject, concentrating on his meat.
"But it's the truth..." Su Qing pondered silently as she sipped her porridge.
She suddenly envied Lin Fan, not his strength, but his attitude.
Just a few hours ago, she hated this world, a world that had robbed her of her future.
But just a few hours later, she felt a certain gratitude for this cruel hell.
The rice porridge in her hands was just ordinary, but Su Qing tasted it with an incomparable sweetness.-+ "It's not that I didn't receive it... it's that you didn't send it!"
Su Qing stared wide-eyed at the phone Lin Fan had thrust before her, the large red "!" in front of the message.
Lin Fan chuckled and ignored her.
While Su Qing was receiving an IV, Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the coffee table and chatted with her about the events of the past two days.
It was exactly as he had suspected: a world-class disaster.
"The day before yesterday I seemed to hear some popping sounds, which should have been gunshots. I was very scared at that time and didn't dare to go to the window. I hid in the bedroom, thinking that someone would come to rescue me soon, but later..."
Su Qing recalled the previous two days and felt a little depressed, but she quickly adjusted herself and continued,
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"I didn't hear any gunshots after that. At first, there were screams of people being bitten to death by zombies downstairs, but then they gradually disappeared... It was as if everyone in the world except me had turned into that kind of monster..."
"The sound of gunfire will attract zombies. If it's not a large army, you wouldn't dare to use it even if you have guns."
Lin Fan saw that she was a little depressed and spoke to comfort her,
"Besides, most of the living people must have gone into hiding. With so many zombies on the streets, who would dare come out..."
Su Qing asked worriedly, "Brother, do you think anyone will come to rescue us?"
Lin Fan carefully removed the IV needle from Su Qing's hand and checked her health bar, which read [39/100].
The IV and the food she ate had helped; her health had been slowly recovering since she came back.
"Who knows? Isn't there an isolation zone? Maybe once it stabilizes, there'll be enough resources for rescue."
But Lin Fan speculated that rescue wouldn't be coming anytime soon.
Since the previous text message mentioned the establishment of an isolation zone at Linjiang University, most of the surviving armed forces should be there.
That being said, there must have been quite a few ordinary people who survived.
With so many people, so many mouths to feed, just feeding them daily would have been a real challenge, let alone dedicating resources to deep-dive rescue efforts into the city.
So, Lin Fan decisively changed the subject:
"I checked you when I brought you back, and I think you have no broken bones. Feel yourself again, is there anything else that's ailing you?"
"Aw?... Ugh!"
Su Qing heard Lin Fan's words and prepared to stand up from the sofa. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she frowned.
"I think I bumped my calf. It hurts..."
When Lin Fan brought her back, he only removed her "Paper Armor" jacket and socks. Because Su Qing was wearing trousers, he didn't feel comfortable removing them for inspection.
"Roll up your trouser legs, let me see."
After all, the injury was sustained while fighting alongside him, so Lin Fan shouldered his responsibility as a doctor and treated the patient seriously.
"You see, this is what I said before, humans are much easier to treat than animals. At least humans will cry out in pain..."
Su Qing rolled up her trouser legs while secretly rolling her eyes at Lin Fan, "Is there anyone who compares like you..."
As her trouser legs were rolled up, a palm-sized red swelling was seen on Su Qing's slender white calf.
Lin Fan held her foot with one hand and, with the other, lifted the uninjured part of her calf, gently bending it upwards.
"Does it hurt?"
Su Qing half-closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly with pain. Somehow, her foot, held in Lin Fan's hand, felt numb.
"No...it doesn't hurt..."
The pain in her calf and the numbness in her foot blended into a strange sensation, leaving her with no strength at all. She collapsed onto the sofa, gasping for breath.
Hearing Su Qing say it didn't hurt, Lin Fan confidently placed her foot back on the sofa.
"The bone is fine. Apply some ice when you get home. It'll be fine in a day or two."
He stood up, pulled a few hard-boiled eggs and two bottles of frozen mineral water from the refrigerator, and placed them in a plastic bag.
"Here, eat these if you're hungry tonight."
Having found plenty of supplies in Room 402, Lin Fan felt generous to his beautiful female neighbor. He
could probably just deduct some from her share tomorrow...
"Go back and get some rest. Tomorrow we'll go upstairs and get anything useful."
Su Qing was still a little dazed. When Lin Fan said it was getting late, she realized they were in someone else's house and it was time to leave.
So she put on her shoes and socks, took the bag Lin Fan handed her, and limped out. Once inside, she looked through the iron gate at Lin Fan, who had escorted her out, with a complicated expression.
"Then..."
"Come for breakfast tomorrow morning. I soaked some beans and made soy milk."
"Okay..."
Su Qing pursed her lips, nodded firmly, and closed the wooden door.
Looking
at the warped iron gate at the entrance of Su Qing's house, Lin Fan felt a surge of emotion.
So much had happened in just half a day, and he hadn't even had time to process it all.
He locked the door and returned to the living room, sitting where Su Qing had been lying. The sofa was still slightly warm.
With a casual movement, a fragment of iron material appeared in his hand...
Made of a material called a sharp blade, it looked like the blade of some large utility knife.
Lin Fan couldn't identify the metal it was made of. It was approximately 40 centimeters long and 10 centimeters wide, rectangular, and sharpened on one side.
One end had a sharp angle of approximately 30 degrees, while the other had an irregular fracture that seemed to have been broken off from somewhere.
The blade's edge was sharp, and Lin Fan, with a simple gesture, had cut a small gash on his hand.
He quickly checked his health bar and found no blood loss, which reassured him.
It seemed this minor cut wasn't a serious injury, or one that would truly threaten his condition.
He pulled out another blade and compared them, finding that the cuts on the two blades weren't exactly the same, which puzzled him.
After all, scrap metal and wire were a mess, and Lin Fan had no idea how to compare them. But this blade did give him some clues.
It seems that his abilities may not be as simple as in the game, where killing monsters and dropping treasures is not as simple as that...
Lin Fan took out the three potions and took a look. Apart from the different names, they were exactly the same, with no discernible difference.
And the mutant zombie he encountered today, which clearly had a certain level of intelligence, although it dropped a lot of things, was obviously much more dangerous than an ordinary zombie.
If he encountered it again in the future, he would have to think of a countermeasure in advance.
Forget it, ever since he woke up from his coma, the world had suddenly become extremely unfamiliar, full of mysteries.
Simply not studying it for the time being, Lin Fan put all his things back into his storage backpack, and calmly returned to his bedroom to lie on the bed.
After a day of hard work, even though his physical condition had improved a lot, he was indeed a little tired.
...
Unlike Lin Fan, Su Qing changed into a nightgown and lay on the bed, applying an ice cube wrapped in a towel.
The cold air penetrated the towel and stimulated the injured part of her calf, and the slight numbness and pain were transmitted along the nerves into her brain.
This made her recall the feeling of Lin Fan holding her foot.
This made her unable to help but press closer to the ice cube, and a psychedelic feeling spread from her spine to every part of her body.
The nightgown rolled up high as she twisted, and in the pitch-black room, two tight and round thighs tightly clamped the thin blanket on her body...
This was the most sound sleep she had had in the past three days.-+ Sweep the floor!
Sweep it hard!
Start from the top!
At dawn, Lin Fan, who hadn't slept all night, rolled out of bed, his head in a mess. His hatred for the zombies had reached its peak!
As his health bar grew, not only his physical fitness, but also his five senses became increasingly sensitive.
The occasional low growl of the zombies downstairs, like a phlegm stuck in their throat, kept reaching his ears, making him toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.
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What's even worse is that every time he is about to fall asleep, there will be a clattering sound of footsteps upstairs, waking him up.
He dare not wear earplugs to sleep, in case of any unexpected situation, he may lose his life.
If it is not daybreak, Lin Fan would like to rush upstairs in the middle of the night and kill all the zombies on this floor!
"Start today! Clear out the zombies in the building floor by floor!"
The sky outside the window has cleared up, the rain stopped last night, and after this night, the water on the road has also receded a lot.
Lin Fan had led most of the zombies away yesterday, leaving only a few that had likely lost their way and wandered back.
Lin Fan opened the window for some fresh air; for now, the air outside wasn't filled with any unpleasant odors.
Downstairs, the dismembered corpse still lay there, its waterlogged remains even more repulsive than before.
Perhaps unable to move, it stretched out one arm, emitting a continuous, low growl.
His health remained unchanged, still at [96/300].
"Scream, scream, scream! You're the one screaming!"
"Wait until I get out, I'll be the first to liberate you!"
Since this zombie was on the street side, not far from the entrance of Lin Fan's clinic, killing it would inevitably attract several more zombies.
So Lin Fan could only clear out the ones inside the building first, and then slowly expand outward once his strength increased.
After a quick wash, he poured the soaked beans into the soy milk maker and set the timer and mode.
He checked his phone again, and just like yesterday, there was only a signal, no network, and no calls.
When the soy milk machine started working, Lin Fan threw his phone aside, took a pen and paper, put the short iron pipe at his waist, walked out of the room, and went upstairs.
Buzz -
the soy milk machine started to run at full speed, making a buzzing sound that shook the whole building.
The zombies in the rooms of the building suddenly heard such a loud noise and became restless.
Lin Fan, with a pen and paper, started from the top floor and registered one by one.
"602 uh... no movement."
The community where Lin Fan lived was an old community with an average age of more than 40 years. There was no elevator and the highest floor was only 6 stories. The people
living here were delivery riders, elderly people who stayed at home, and workers who rented here for various reasons to save money.
Su Qing learned that on the first day of the disaster, aside from the frantic online chatter, no official announcements were made.
So, despite some concerns, most people still left their homes and went to work.
This explains why there aren't many zombies downstairs in Lin Fan's neighborhood, and most of them are middle-aged and elderly.
As for the current situation in those bustling office buildings and supermarkets...
Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a slight tingling sensation at the back of his neck when he thought of the subway during rush hour, crowded with zombies in various outfits, gray eyes, and bloodshot eyes.
Top floors in older neighborhoods are difficult to rent. They're cold in the winter, hot in the summer, and sometimes leak, so they're generally very cheap.
The two houses on the top floor were the same. It looked like the rent was not expensive. Even the doors had not been changed. Like 302, they were old-fashioned, with iron fences on the outside and wooden doors on the inside.
As for 601 in front of him, Lin Fan remembered that it was rented by a delivery rider. He was a middle-aged man who walked alone, dark and thin. Sometimes he would say hello when he met him on the stairs.
He knocked on the inner wooden door with the iron pipe in his hand, then squeezed his ear to the inside of the iron fence and listened to the wooden door. There was still no sound in the room.
"601...maybe there is no one there."
After making a note of it for the time being, Lin Fan turned around and walked to the door of 602.
After knocking on the wooden door a few times, the low growl of a zombie sounded from behind the door. A heavy object hit the door, and the wooden door was also banged by the zombie inside.
Lin Fan leaned against the door and listened carefully again. From the footsteps, he could tell that there was only one active zombie.
"602... at least one."
...
Just like that, he checked the 5th, 4th, and 2nd floors. When he returned to the 3rd floor, he saw Su Qing standing at the entrance of the stairs with frizzy hair and sleepy eyes.
When she saw him coming up, she rolled her eyes at him resentfully.
"Little brother... you are really amazing... don't you need to sleep..."
She was still wearing the yellow silk nightgown, but compared to her vigilance that day, Su Qing was obviously much closer to him when they met again today.
Lin Fan looked at her health bar. After a night of replies, it had risen to [60/100] and had turned the same green as his, albeit without a border.
What was going on?
Lin Fan didn't know if the color of her health bar indicated her health had returned to a safe level, or if the change from yellow to green meant something else.
But since it was the same color as his, it couldn't be a bad thing.
Judging by the numbers, she'd be almost back to normal in two days.
"How's it going? Does your leg still hurt? Does it affect your walking?"
Lin Fan casually asked, ignoring her complaints, looking at the purple patch on her calf.
Seeing Lin Fan's unabashed gaze on her, Su Qing's pale cheeks suddenly felt slightly hot, and her ears flushed.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. I... I'll go back and wash up first."
With that, she turned and retreated to her room.
"That's good. Come have some soy milk later. I have something to ask you,"
Lin Fan said, looking at her back, but inwardly, he was thinking:
Great, I can get back to work.
...
Back home, the hot soy milk was already brewed. Lin Fan poured himself a large bowl and slurped it down.
"It's a pity there are no fried dough sticks or tofu pudding..."
However, drinking a bowl of hot soy milk in the apocalypse is already unimaginable for many people.
Most of the survivors are still in fear, hiding at home and not daring to go out. Not to mention the soy milk machine, they probably don't even dare to make a sound when flushing the toilet.
Lin Fan heated up a few more eggs, poured some clear soup hot pot base, cooked a pot of noodles, poured in the leftover vegetables and meat from yesterday, prepared to have a delicious meal, and then started to work.
The noodles were just cooked when there was a knock on the door.
"Little brother... I left my clothes at your house yesterday."
Su Qing had changed into trousers and a T-shirt, and even put on light makeup, just like a plain face, but looking very comfortable.
She asked timidly when she saw Lin Fan opening the door.
"Clothes...?" Ah... yes."
Lin Fan came to the back of the sofa and picked up a canvas jacket from the ground. There were stacks of various A4 papers stuck on it with tape.
It was the jacket that Lin Fan transformed into a "paper armor" yesterday.
"When I brought you back yesterday, this was difficult to take off, so I cut it open. It's okay, you can stick it back on when you wear it again."
When Su Qing thought about how it was Lin Fan who brought her back yesterday and took off her clothes...
her face felt a little hot, but when she thought about how he was taking good care of her when she woke up, her favorability towards Lin Fan increased a little.
Lin Fan didn't notice Su Qing's little thoughts. He just folded the clothes twice and put them on the armrest of the sofa while talking. Then he waved to her,
"Close the door and come and eat first."-+ Su Qing wasn't polite either. After all, the eggs she'd taken home had already been eaten up last night.
Before she even entered the house, she could smell the aroma wafting from Lin Fan's house, and her mouth was already watering.
"Pour your soy milk here, and serve your noodles in the pot.
Don't be polite. If you eat too much, I'll deduct it from your share of the rations..." Su Qing paused as she was pouring soy milk into her large bowl. But she quickly understood. Even if Lin Fan didn't share with her, as long as he provided her with food, she wouldn't complain.
Through these two days of interaction, she knew that Lin Fan's personality was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. For some reason, he didn't seem to care that much about these things.
"Hmm, gulp, just enough for me, gulp, gulp..."
As the rich, fragrant soy milk sipped, it felt as if time had gone back to three days ago...
"Sister Su, what are your plans?"
Lin Fan watched as Su Qing closed her eyes, sipping the soy milk sip by sip, as if she were drinking some kind of Qiongjiang Yulu, with a look of enjoyment on her face.
Lin Fan knew from her expression what she was imagining, and although he felt reluctant to interrupt her, he still warned her.
His words had an effect. Su Qing opened her eyes, and her expression dimmed noticeably.
She silently poured herself a bowl of noodles from the pot, even scooping out a few pieces of meat and placing them in the bowl.
After eating a few mouthfuls, she suddenly looked up at Lin Fan and said, "Little brother... you... you don't want me anymore?"
Lin Fan was stunned. "Huh?"
This sounded just like his own initial abandonment. Why didn't he remember them developing such a relationship?
"Can't we just do it like yesterday?"
Su Qing's eyes, which had brightened slightly at the thought of eating meat, suddenly became misty. A sense of fear surged through her, and she said frantically,
"Let's go together. I'll go ahead. If there are any supplies, you can give me some. A third... no, a quarter will do!"
Lin Fan realized after hearing what she said that they had something of a disagreement.
But this was a good thing. Her lower expectations might make it easier for her to accept his subsequent arrangements.
"Don't get excited yet..."
Lin Fan soothed Su Qing.
"I thought about it last night and came up with some ideas. Let me hear them and see if you can pull them off."
"Can you cook?" Lin Fan asked first.
"Yes! I used to cook every day! But lately, I've been so exhausted from the lawsuit that I don't feel like cooking anymore..."
Su Qing sensed a hidden agenda. He
hadn't said that before, not because he thought she was useless, but because he had a new plan. She immediately perked up, finishing her large bowl of noodles and getting another. She
also filled one for Lin Fan, and reluctantly gave him all the meat from his own bowl.
Lin Fan was speechless, watching Su Qing, who had already entered into servile mode, deliberately trying to please him. He then pushed the meat-filled bowl back in front of Su Qing.
"Don't try to play tricks on me, just eat yours..."
"Then let me tell you about my next plan..."
"There are a total of 12 households in this unit. Apart from the two of us, there should be no other living people."
...
So Lin Fan simply told Su Qing about his plan to first clean up the rooms upstairs and downstairs, collect supplies, and at the same time eliminate all the hidden dangers inside.
Su Qing looked really hungry. After finishing the noodles, she tilted her head back and poured all the noodle soup into her mouth, swallowing it down with a gulp.
Her chest rose and fell as she swallowed, and it looked spectacular in the eyes of Lin Fan who was standing opposite her.
"...Which house do we start with!?"
As if she was finally full, Su Qing let out a long breath, slammed the bowl on the table, looked at Lin Fan and asked very proudly.
"It's not us, it's me..."
Lin Fan confirmed her attitude, and then continued her words,
"Your task is not to help me eliminate the zombies."
"Then I...?" Su Qing looked at Lin Fan in confusion.
"I will eliminate the threats from house to house, from top to bottom. If I do this, there will be a lot of miscellaneous things that I won't have time to do..."
"For example, washing clothes, cooking, and maintaining basic hygiene..."
"Plus, the supplies we find need to be moved back, so I need an assistant." Lin Fan looked at Su Qing and said seriously.
"That's it? So simple?"
Su Qing was a little unbelievable after listening to Lin Fan. Aren't these just some housework? Is that all it takes?
"Of course it's more than that. These tasks will take up some of your time, but not all of your time."
"So I also hope that you can use your spare time to exercise..."
"I don't know what you did before, but after this, if you want to survive, this is the only way."
These words were said to Su Qing, but also to Lin Fan himself.
After yesterday's monster, he had a deeper understanding of the dangers of this world.
Not only Su Qing, but he also had to become stronger.
As for his request to Su Qing, it was that he hoped that one day when he finally left here, he would take Su Qing with him so that at least she would not be a burden to him.
Besides, having someone to help him do chores would be very helpful to him now, and he could save at least three to four hours a day.
The visibility outside is poor at night, so I definitely don't dare go out. That makes daytime even more precious.
Lin Fan looked into Su Qing's eyes and said seriously:
"My reaction speed and experience are honed from my past dealings with wild beasts, so I probably can't teach you..."
"Once you've recovered, I'll make you some weapons and equipment. You'll have to go out and fight, kill zombies..."
"You should have received that text message. The authorities have established a quarantine zone, but it's too far away for us."
"Even if we have more supplies, being trapped here will only buy us another month or two. In the end, we'll all die."
"We'll all leave sooner or later, and I don't want you to be a burden when we do..."
Su Qing also heard recognition in Lin Fan's words.
His tone didn't sound like he was talking to a fragile, helpless neighbor, but rather a potential comrade.
Not only was she a future comrade, but also someone she could entrust a portion of her survival plan to.
Su Qing, hearing Lin Fan's subsequent plans for the first time, grew excited and said earnestly,
"Don't worry, leave the laundry and cooking to me!"
"I've learned how to exercise at the gym before, so I won't be a burden to you when the time comes!"
Since Lin Fan was so serious about her, she naturally wouldn't slack off!
"It's okay, you don't have to promise me anything. It's your own fate..."
Lin Fan admitted that he didn't know what the future would hold. He possessed supernatural powers, and he would grow stronger by killing zombies and increasing his health bar.
He couldn't guarantee Su Qing's future, either.
But now it was a win-win situation. Su Qing provided three meals a day, and Lin Fan saved time.
And having such a beautiful woman cooking and washing clothes for him every day at home was at least comforting.
"Let's wash the dishes first..."
Lin Fan began to live the life of a landlord.-+ "After dinner, I'll give you the key to room 402."
"You can take whatever's in the fridge as you go. There's nowhere to put it if you bring it back."
"Take back whatever you think is useful. And connect all the containers in his house and yours to water. Change them every day, so you don't run out of water if the water goes out."
"If you can't move anything, I'll move it..."
"By the way, seal the master bedroom door with tape all around. I've got plenty of tape in the drawers..."
"Don't open it, or you'll regret it..."
Seeing Su Qing nodding across from him like crazy, Lin Fan finally handed over these trivial matters.
Whether Su Qing was reliable or not would only depend on time, but at least for now, he could free up his hands and focus on dealing with the zombies.
It was such a pleasure to watch a beautiful woman with a slim figure clearing the dishes for him.
It was a pity that Lin Fan didn't cook very often, otherwise he would have found an apron for her to wear...
...
After breakfast, the two of them started to get busy.
Lin Fan collected all the power strips in the house, including those in Su Qing's house and 402 upstairs, and finally connected the electricity from 402 to the sixth floor.
Both houses upstairs had old-fashioned iron fence outer doors and wooden inner doors. The wooden doors were easy, and the inner-opening wooden doors opened with one kick.
But this outer door was not easy to pry open.
This old-fashioned iron fence was made of very strong materials, not to mention that Lin Fan didn't have the right tools to pry the door open or the harigans used by firefighters.
He could only honestly use the all-purpose artifact - the angle grinder again.
Lin Fan even donned Su Qing's helmet and goggles and his own bite-resistant armbands. After all, this was his first time cutting through a metal door. If he wasn't skilled enough, the saw blade might break...
He didn't want to die in a construction accident instead of at the hands of a zombie monster.
Fortunately, he escaped unscathed. After slowly chipping for over an hour, he had severed the hinges of both doors 601 and 602.
He gathered up the items in the hallway and called out to Su Qing, who was carrying items back from 402, to close the door and keep her safe. This
was to prevent any zombies from escaping and accidentally injuring her.
He then grabbed hold of the iron bars of 602 and, with a powerful twist, completely dismantled the door.
The zombie inside the house has been banging on the wooden door from the inside since Lin Fan started sawing it, and it makes low growls from time to time.
Fortunately, the wooden door opens inwards. No matter how hard it hits, it will never open unless the entire door is broken.
After making so much noise for so long, there is still only the sound of this zombie inside the door. Lin Fan is relieved. It seems that there is indeed only one zombie in room 602, or at least there is only one zombie in the living room.
After taking a few deep breaths to calm his slightly accelerated heartbeat, Lin Fan gripped the iron spear with both hands, took two running steps to gather strength, and then kicked the wooden door lock with a flying foot!
The power of this kick was quite strong!
With a dull thud, the lock of the wooden door flew off, hitting the floor tiles with a series of crisp crackling sounds.
Feeling the heavy force transmitted back from my feet, it seemed that not only the door lock, but also the zombie at the door entrance was kicked out by this huge force!
As expected, as the wooden door opened, a slightly bloated figure was lying in the middle of the living room, struggling to get up.
However, it seemed that the wooden door had hit the zombie too hard just now. One of the shoulder blades was broken and protruded from the shoulder, making it impossible to rotate the arm on this side. So, after struggling several times, it was unable to get up.
If it were a human, it could get up with just one arm if it didn't move. However, after becoming a zombie, it completely lost its rationality. Its two arms were fighting each other, causing it to fall to the ground and find it difficult to get up.
[269/300]
This was a somewhat fat female zombie. Lin Fan recognized her. She was a big sister who sold vegetables in the community supermarket. He really didn't know she lived here.
While the zombie was still struggling, Lin Fan briefly scanned the room. All the doors were open. After confirming that there were no other zombies, he walked into the room.
Seeing a living person coming, the zombie became more and more crazy. The other arm that could move freely was propped up on the ground, and the legs kept kicking. Like a strange fish lying on its side, it attacked Lin Fan!
The zombie's pale face was dotted with dark blue blood vessels filled with death, and its pale, gray eyeballs stared at him intently.
The zombie's mouth twisted open and closed, its cheeks torn by its own teeth, revealing the dark red muscle fibers underneath and part of the mouth and teeth!
"Ah..." Lin Fan raised the iron spear in his hand, aimed at the zombie's head and stabbed it down hard, ready to send it away.
Unexpectedly, the zombie twisted its head, and its head just avoided Lin Fan's attack. Lin Fan's spear stabbed the zombie's cheek. With a
clang, the steel pipe pierced the zombie's cheek and hit the floor tile.
[-22]
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But then, because the iron spear was stuck in the zombie's cheek, as the zombie continued to struggle, the place where the iron spear was stuck became more and more torn. After a few back and forths, the entire jaw was pulled off the face!
[-26]
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Without pulling out the iron spear stuck in the zombie's flesh, Lin Fan immediately pulled out the short stick hanging at his waist, raised it high, aimed at the head and smashed it hard!
Boom!
With a dull sound, a dent was knocked out on the zombie's head!
[-45]!
Bang!
[-55]
Dong!
[-66]
Poof!
[-99]!
Finally, on the fourth blow, his hand gave way, like hitting a rag bag, cracking the zombie's skull open, spilling out grayish-white brain matter!
[Pure Water (Small)*1]
[Vegetable Bag (Small)*2]
[Adhesive Tape*1 (Crafting Material)]
Lin Fan's health limit also increased by 10 points, bringing it to [150/150]. He
had originally wanted her to die in peace, but it ended up being another bloody murder scene...
Lin Fan looked at the mess at his feet with some helplessness, thinking to himself: I guess I need to practice my spear's accuracy sometime...
It's hard to crack the skull with a single blow, but a spear strike is his only way to kill with a single blow.
He yanked hard, pulling out the spear. He aimed at the joint between the zombie's shoulder blades and thrust hard, lifting the corpse slightly. He lifted it onto the living room windowsill and pushed it down. Since
it wasn't a mutant zombie, it didn't pose any danger. He'd just throw it out first.
"What's this vegetable bag..."
"Is it because she's a vegetable seller that she drops vegetable bags?"
Only after cleaning up the corpse did Lin Fan notice a new item in the drop list.
He pulled out the small vegetable bag. As its name suggests, it was a plastic bag of vegetables, containing about 10 pounds of common vegetables like lettuce, celery, carrots, broccoli, and so on.
"This is great stuff..."
As time goes by, the amount of fresh wild vegetables outside will become less and less. Even if some small vegetable plots can be preserved, vegetables cannot be preserved for long without cold chain.
Vitamins and some nutrients will become increasingly scarce.
From this drop, it is reasonable to infer that if the dropped supplies also include fruits or fresh meat, then as long as there is enough accumulation, Lin Fan himself will be a super warehouse!
You know, the things placed in the storage space seem to be permanently fresh!
In the future, leaving the residential building and heading to the quarantine zone or a place with fewer people will give him a better chance of survival!
Without counting the supplies in Room 602 first, Lin Fan seized the opportunity and inspected each room one by one with his iron spear, including the closet and under the bed. After confirming that there were no enemies, he returned to the corridor and came to the door of Room 601 opposite.-+ The hinges of the iron door to room 601 had just been sawed off.
Lin Fan grabbed the iron gate with both hands and twisted it hard, removing the iron fence of room 601 as well.
He knocked carefully on the wooden door again and called out softly, "Is anyone there? I'm the veterinarian downstairs..."
Still no response.
"Looks like no one's home."
He blamed the mutated zombie in room 402 downstairs. It was a way to hide, to sneak up on people, and it hadn't responded to his knocks. Hearing the zombie inside made Lin Fan feel even safer.
The silence in this room only made him even more uneasy.
However, they had decided to clear out the threats inside the building first. Furthermore, the houses downstairs all had modern security doors that would be difficult to open with just an angle grinder, so they had to start from the upper floors.
Lin Fan calmed his wandering thoughts, picked up his spear, and kicked hard!
He kicked the wooden door of 601 wide open, and immediately dodged to the side of the door, looking inside.
"Huh... what a surprise."
The living room had thick curtains drawn, and it was very dark even though it was morning.
A few lunch boxes and cigarette butts were scattered on the coffee table, and the floor was a little dirty, with a few shoe prints on it.
But there was nothing on the cabinet at the door. Keys, electric bike helmets, work clothes, and other things that people usually put at the door were all gone.
"It seems that there is really no one..."
So Lin Fan walked inside with a spear in hand, checking every room, closet, and under the bed one by one.
After confirming that there was no danger, he let down his guard.
"Sister Su——!"
Back in the corridor, Lin Fan shouted over the stair railing towards the downstairs.
With this shout, the zombies on the fifth floor began to make noise again. Amid the noise, Su Qing also poked her head out of 402 and looked up along the stairs.
"What...what's wrong, little brother?...What do you need me to do?"
Su Qing heard Lin Fan calling her. The noisy banging and roaring of the zombies upstairs still made her feel a little nervous, but since Lin Fan called her, there must be something wrong, so she asked in confusion.
"It's okay - we've cleared the two households on the sixth floor, you can continue moving your things -"
Lin Fan's voice came from the top floor, and he seemed to shout loudly on purpose. Wasn't it agreed not to shout loudly to avoid alarming the zombies?
But since Lin Fan said it was okay, Su Qing naturally got back to work - taking the useful things from 402 back to 301.
But every time he returned to the hallway, he couldn't help but jump when he heard the zombies banging on the door, slapping the wall, and roaring like chickens with clogged throats. He had no choice but to jog up and down the stairs every time, trying to spend as little time in the hallway as possible.
...
Lin Fan did it on purpose.
He deliberately shouted twice to make the zombies in the hallway restless.
This was also part of Su Qing's training plan.
In other words, zombie desensitization training.
Anyway, the zombies in the house couldn't break through the security door and run out, so letting them make some noise occasionally to scare Su Qing would make her braver.
Looking at Su Qing's cautious look, Lin Fan almost laughed out loud on the 6th floor.
This is good, it allows her to slowly desensitize herself, so that she won't be startled by any problems.
Seeing Su Qing start working again, Lin Fan also returned to 601 to check if there are any useful supplies.
The apartment types in this building are all the same, just mirror images on both sides. It's
a very basic apartment, with two bedrooms and one living room, about 80 square meters. The entrance is the living room, there is a bedroom in the front, another bedroom on the side, and the toilet and kitchen are on the side.
There are not many supplies, a few packs of noodles, a box of instant noodles and a box of beer.
There are only a dozen eggs and a few cans of iced Yanjing in the refrigerator, nothing else.
Not even rice.
"Oh, this delivery guy's life is so messed up."
There was a family photo of a family of three on the bedside table in the bedroom. The frame looked very clean, probably because it was wiped frequently.
Lin Fan picked it up and took a look. The tall middle-aged man was the delivery guy he always saw when he came home at night. The woman and child should be his wife and children...
"Oh..."
This guy must have been out delivering orders on the first day. Delivery shops are places with a lot of people coming and going, so he was probably in trouble.
Lin Fan put the photo frame back to its original place as a souvenir.
What surprised him was that only the second bedroom seemed to have signs of habitation in this house, and the master bedroom didn't even have a bed, but just a pile of large boxes.
This room looked like no one had taken care of it for a long time, and there was a thick layer of dust on the boxes.
Lin Fan took a knife from the kitchen and opened the big boxes one by one. Inside were all old things from more than ten years ago.
A foot-operated sewing machine, a radio, various old books, an old-fashioned kettle, an old-fashioned telescope, candles, and various iron boxes, which contained small odds and ends like nail clippers.
Looking at these things and then at the family photo on the bedside table, it was obvious that these were not the things of this delivery guy.
These things are at least more than ten years old. It seems that they were put here by the original owner for preservation.
Now they are cheap for Lin Fan.
Especially the radio!
Lin Fan took the radio out from the pile of miscellaneous items, and he didn't expect that there was a crank at the back, which was dual-purpose for dry batteries and hand crank!
"This is a treasure..."
Since it had been kept in the box, it was dust-free.
Lin Fan immediately took it back home.
As soon as he entered the house, he found that many of 402's things had been piled up in the living room. They seemed to be the results of Su Qing's work during this period.
Lin Fan walked over these things, stood in front of the windowsill, and started shaking it.
This radio is at least ten years old, but it is obviously a high-end product, and the handle is made of metal.
Lin Fan just hoped that the battery inside was not bad, otherwise, no matter how hard he shook it, there might be no response.
God will not let down those who work hard. After shaking it for a while, the indicator light on the radio suddenly lit up, probably because the battery was enough to turn on.
"Zi La... Zi La..."
But what disappointed Lin Fan was that after changing several channels in a row, there was only a crackling noise, and no signal was received at all.
"What is that?"
A crisp female voice came from behind. It was Su Qing who came back.
Lin Fan turned around and saw that she was carrying a large cloth bag filled with some seasonings and fresh vegetables, which she had just taken down from upstairs.
Since she didn't have to fight, she had changed out of her long pants and put on a loose suspender skirt that only covered her shorts.
The sunny weather made the temperature rise higher and higher, and with the door open, the air conditioning in the house was not very effective.
After running up and down to move bricks all morning, Su Qing couldn't help but sweat.
The scattered hair stuck to her ears and neck, and wet marks from sweat extended downwards, disappearing into the deep ravine.
Even a loose skirt couldn't hide her figure, with the right curves and curves, especially the snow-white legs under the skirt, which were slender, tight, round and plump. The marks left by the sweat and the blue veins under the skin slightly reflected in the sunlight made Lin Fan unable to take his eyes away for a moment.-+ Artworks are meant to be appreciated, and Lin Fan cast an admiring gaze at them without disguising it.
"What's the matter, little brother? What are you researching?"
Su Qing put the cloth bag in her hand into the kitchen, then came over and looked down at the things on the windowsill.
She did not resist Lin Fan's admiring gaze. After all, if it weren't for him, he would have starved to death, not to mention that he was indeed a good person. As
she approached, the faint scent of cosmetics steaming from sweat mixed with the cool air from the air conditioner, and a unique fragrance penetrated Lin Fan's nose.
"Huh - a hand-cranked radio?"
Seeing that Su Qing seemed very curious about this, Lin Fan moved aside a little to make room for Su Qing.
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Su Qing came over, holding the radio with one hand while vigorously shaking it with the other.
Lin Fan said nothing, silently admiring the artwork without reminding her that he had just shaken it.
The waves surged, rich and generous.
Just when Lin Fan felt a little "short of oxygen", Su Qing finally stopped.
She then expertly turned on the radio, put her ear to the speaker, turned the knob, and listened carefully.
Lin Fan was a little surprised when he saw her skillful movements, and asked in a low voice:
"Sister Su, you also know this?"
Su Qing closed her eyes, carefully and slowly twisted the knob, trying to hear something from the bursts of noise.
Hearing Lin Fan's question, she didn't blink, but replied quietly, "I know a little bit. I liked this when I was young. When I just graduated, I worked as an announcer at Linjiang Radio Station."
She cleared her throat with two dry coughs, and then said in a gentle, calm and reassuring tone:
"FM88.5, Linjiang City Music Radio Station, dear listeners and friends, good afternoon. I am your old friend Wanqing."
After speaking, she turned her head and looked at Lin Fan, who was being controlled by her. Her crooked eyes seemed to say: Look, how is it?
Lin Fan had to admit that he was indeed controlled.
A wealthy, generous, beautiful older sister, in a slip dress, clings to you, then suddenly begins an announcement in a professional voice, her gentle, magnetic tone lingering...
This feeling is probably second only to her resting your head on her chest and massaging your temples with her long, delicate fingers.
If it weren't for the occasional, zombie-like growl from the guy downstairs, Lin Fan would have been lost in this sensual pleasure.
To ease his racing heartbeat, Lin Fan, trying to ease his awkwardness, gave Su Qing a thumbs-up. "You're so professional! I didn't realize you were into this..."
Su Qing thought to herself, "That doesn't sound like a compliment to me." However, she noticed Lin Fan's predicament but didn't take it seriously. She pouted and turned the conversation back to the radio.
"The FM and AM are both dead. It's definitely over."
Lin Fan thought, "Isn't that the same conclusion I came to? It's a waste of compliments to say you're a professional..."
But Su Qing quickly changed the subject, "But..."
As if to deliberately whet Lin Fan's appetite, she paused and looked at him.
Lin Fan knew Su Qing was playing it safe, but since everyone had their own expertise, he tactfully pressed the point, "But what?" He
cast a curious glance at Su Qing.
Seeing Lin Fan's cooperation, Su Qing narrowed her eyes and smiled,
"But, little brother, that radio of yours is a high-end one. It can receive shortwave."
"Shortwave?"
Lin Fan was completely baffled. He was a veterinarian, and at a broader level, that meant medicine. He was okay with playing games, but when it came to knowledge that wasn't needed on the job, wasn't taught in school, and had never encountered in games, he was completely lost.
"I often listen to FM and AM. Which of these two is shortwave?"
Lin Fan asked Su Qing intently. After all, if isolation points really existed, the radio might be the only channel to receive information from the outside world.
"Neither," Su Qing waved her finger at Lin Fan, "Shortwave is SW, look..."
She pointed at the "SW1, SW2" labels on the radio frequency column,
"FM transmission distance is too short, AM can only be transmitted by fixed signal towers. If the isolation point in the previous text message exists, the emergency department will generally have a shortwave transmitter vehicle, which is this SW..."
"But this antenna is too small, it won't work... Brother, can you help me find some copper wire or iron wire or something like that?"
"Will electrical wire be okay?"
"Yes, but you have to peel off the plastic..."
Lin Fan returned to the clinic on the first floor and found a dozen meters of electrical wire left over from the renovations on the shelf. He hadn't thought about what use it would have, so he didn't take it up.
Su Qing's eyes lit up at the sight of the bundle of wire. She pulled a utility knife from her toolbox and began to peel it.
Lin Fan joined in, and soon the two of them had stripped the dozen or so meters of wire into copper strands, twisting them into a
single strand of copper rope. Su Qing found a plastic bottle, filled it with water, tied one end of the rope to it, and handed it to Lin Fan.
"Hey, little bro, help me throw this over that tree and try to get it to catch on a branch..."
Lin Fan, realizing she was trying to extend the antenna, grabbed one end of the rope and tossed the bottle, attached to the other end, toward the landscape tree lining the road outside the window.
It landed squarely among the branches.
Then wrap this end tightly around the retractable antenna of the radio, and an extension antenna more than ten meters long is completed.
"That should work..."
Su Qing lowered her head and continued fiddling with the radio.
Soon, the crackling noise turned into a deeper buzzing sound,
accompanied by intermittent, completely distorted "squeaks."
"No..." Su Qing said somewhat frustratedly, "The sun on a sunny day will seriously affect the signal. We can only try again at night..."
Lin Fan looked at her frustrated look and knew that she had tried her best, so he comforted her:
"It's okay, don't worry, even if we know the news, we can't go out now..."
As he spoke, he remembered the cloth bag that Su Qing was carrying when she entered the door,
"Now that things have come to this, let's cook first..."
"Ah! Yes!"
Su Qing suddenly realized her true mission when she heard Lin Fan's words. As she spoke, she turned around and trotted towards the kitchen.
"I got some potatoes and green peppers, as well as some tomatoes, upstairs. I'll make some potato and chili stir-fry with tomatoes and eggs later..."
"The rice is already steamed. We'll eat soon..."
The kitchen was suddenly filled with the clatter of pots and pans...
Lin Fan looked at her flustered expression and wondered if she had too many tasks to do. However, there was nothing he could do. There were only the two of them, so naturally, he had to assign all the tasks he didn't have time to her.
While Su Qing was cooking, Lin Fan went upstairs again. Since the two families on the top floor had already been cleaned up, he decided to continue downstairs.
Aside from the two upstairs units, Su Qing's was the only one with an old-fashioned iron fence. All the others, like Lin Fan's, had modern security doors, which couldn't be easily opened with an angle grinder.
Getting into 501 and 502 remained a problem, as did 401 downstairs. Lin Fan's initial plan was
to climb through the window...-+ Since breaking through the security door was difficult, Lin Fan simply resorted to the traditional escapist route—climbing through the window.
Since it was an old house, the ceilings were very low, less than three meters indoors.
So, looking down from the window, it felt like the balcony wall was only a little over a meter away from the window below.
If he tied the rope to the air conditioner's outdoor unit bracket, two meters would be enough.
Lin Fan went to room 602, which had the same structure, so climbing through the window was theoretically possible.
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But I couldn't find any suitable ropes among the boxes. The delivery guy did have a few for tying up electric bikes, but unfortunately, they weren't long enough or heavy enough.
Who has five-meter-long nylon ropes at home? For hanging themselves?
The store also had some electric wire, but that didn't work either. The rubber strips ripped off if I pulled too hard.
He did have some nylon ropes, but he usually only used them to tie a dog cage, which didn't last long, and they were all in sections...
"Dog...ah!"
Speaking of dog cages, Lin Fan suddenly remembered that there might really be some ropes in the corner he had forgotten!
He hurriedly ran back from the sixth floor to the first floor, came to the sundry room in the store, and started searching.
Finally, in the corner of the shelf, he found the box of dog ropes that he had bought when he first opened the business, and he hadn't sold a single one yet!
These were very high-quality nylon dog ropes, each one was nearly two meters long, and there were a full ten of them here!
When running a business, many things are like this, others can choose not to buy them, but you can't live without them.
The only people who keep dogs in the neighborhood are old men and women. They use a dog leash for ten years, and they still have the dog leash.
What's more, even 80-year-olds are now using Pinduoduo. Lin Fan's dog leashes, which cost over 20 yuan, haven't sold a single one in six months, undercut by Pinduoduo's 4.9 yuan plus shipping price.
"Brother...it's time for dinner."
Suddenly, footsteps came downstairs, and Su Qing's voice echoed in the hallway.
"What are you looking for? I was just about to call you for dinner, and I heard you running downstairs."
Lin Fan turned around to see Su Qing, her hair tied up in a bun and wearing a large gray apron. She was curiously eyeing the box in his hands.
"Uh... nothing, I found it."
He looked at the [66/100] on Su Qing's head. It seemed that she was enjoying cooking, and her health was still recovering steadily.
"I'm really hungry. Let's eat first, and then help me with some work after dinner."
Since they had formed a survival alliance, Lin Fan would of course squeeze this sole labor force hard.
...
"It smells so good..."
Although it was just some simple home-cooked dishes, he didn't expect that the rich aroma of food would hit his nose as soon as he entered the house.
"Sister, your cooking skills are really good, right?"
Lin Fan praised while leaning on the edge of the table and smelling the aroma of the food.
This is much better than what he usually cooks. In just a short while, he fried three dishes and made a soup.
If he had known that Su Qing was so good at cooking, he should have let her cook the noodles this morning.
When Su Qing heard Lin Fan's compliments, she could tell they were genuine and she was genuinely happy.
She picked up a bowl and filled it with rice for Lin Fan, smiling as she said,
"When I was stressed out, I'd go to the kitchen and learn how to cook from the chef. Before I knew it
, I could cook so many dishes..." "That's because I don't have the ingredients. If I had the right ingredients, I'd make you a few big dishes to make up for it..."
"Chef?" Lin Fan heard Su Qing use such an unusual term and asked curiously, "Do you have a chef at home?"
The dishes Su Qing cooked were indeed delicious. Although there were only three dishes, each one was very generous, enough for two people to eat for three meals under normal circumstances.
Although she was very confident in her cooking skills, as people are all attracted by different kinds of food, Su Qing felt relieved to see that the food was to Lin Fan's liking.
She also poured herself a small bowl of rice, and it was obvious that she had eaten a lot in the morning.
"Chef... my family used to run a hotel, a small hotel..."
After hearing Lin Fan ask this, Su Qing hesitated for a moment and explained.
"Oh, that's good, no wonder you are such a good cook."
Lin Fan didn't care, and ate the food on the table with great enthusiasm.
Since the apocalypse came, after he awakened his supernatural powers, he felt that he ate much more than before.
Even Su Qing felt a little strange. Lin Fan looked so good in figure, how could he eat so much?
The meal that was supposed to be enough for two people for at least three meals was about to be finished
...
After eating and drinking his fill, Lin Fan moved a stool and sat on the windowsill. He hadn't eaten such delicious food for a long time, and he felt a little full unknowingly.
After all, a saint once said: You must eat until you are full!
And the secret to eating full is to return the bowl.
The secret of returning the bowl is naturally to have a beautiful woman to serve you...
Lin Fan fiddled with the radio and adjusted the signal while watching Su Qing, who was wearing an apron, clearing the dishes.
The big apron completely covered the skirt underneath. From this angle, it looked like she was not wearing anything underneath
...
"Little brother, what did you say you wanted me to do for you?"
Su Qing asked Lin Fan while cleaning the kitchen.
After Su Qing's reminder, Lin Fan also remembered that he still had important matters to attend to.
After all, he didn't get much sleep last night. After eating, Lin Fan felt a little sleepy when he sat here.
After washing his face in the bathroom, Lin Fan pulled himself together and dumped the box of dog leashes on the coffee table.
Su Qing, seeing this, also came over and examined the leashes.
"Hey, so much leash, what are you going to do with it?"
Lin Fan then remembered that he hadn't told her about his plan yet, so he told her about his plan to get down from the sixth-floor window, which frightened Su Qing so much that her face paled.
"Ah? No, no! What if you get hurt? Will these leashes hold up?"
Su Qing was clearly panicking. What if something happened to Lin Fan? What would she do all by herself?
"If something happens to me, all this food will be yours. Aren't you happy?"
Lin Fan took the opportunity to tease Su Qing.
"You bastard!"
Su Qing could also hear that Lin Fan was teasing her, but her mind was still full of Lin Fan's ridiculous plan, "Is it worth taking the risk just to clear the zombies in the building? They can't escape if the security door is closed..."
Of course, Lin Fan was not just clearing the zombies. The more crucial thing was that he could get treasures and increase his health by killing zombies. It was better to kill zombies in a closed environment than on the street...
But he didn't need to tell Su Qing all this.
"Always think positively... Believe me, my dog leash is very strong, it can even tie up a Tibetan Mastiff."
Lin Fan unfolded a dog leash for Su Qing to see. The specifications of the dog leashes in this box were all the same, all thick nylon ropes with a diameter of more than ten millimeters.
"Just pick open these seams..."
As he said this, he picked up a utility knife and slowly cut open the seams on both ends of the dog leash handle and collar buckle, trying his best not to damage the rope itself.