Didn't spend the night in the last days, although Lu Chuan knew that the biochemical plant was impregnable.

Back at my rental house in the modern era, the sky outside the window is really already sunset, and there is only a touch of red in the sky.

"Time is really synchronized."

Uncle Zombie and Lu Chuan didn't change when they left, they still sat up straight.

Since he came back, Lu Chuan fell into deep thought.

In the rental house, one big and one small sat like this, and no one made a sound. One is a wood carving, and the other is a face that changes from time to time, as if he is sorting out some questions that are bothering him in his mind.

"Goo...... Goo ......"

The hunger from his stomach made Lu Chuan definitely come back from his contemplation.

Standing up, Lu Chuan stretched and smiled.

"I'm really hungry." Lu Chuan touched his stomach, since this incident happened on the long-distance bus, until now, he has been running and jumping all the way, and he has long been hungry.

Putting down the things in his heart, Lu Chuan stuffed his wallet and went out.

A single dog doesn't have the habit of cooking by himself.

Plus it's too late now, and after looking at the time, it's already half past seven in the evening.

There was no accident, the zombie uncle followed behind Lu Chuan again, almost not leaving Lu Chuan.

The advantage of the old residential area is that it is lively, and it belongs to the liveliness of low-rise people.

At half past seven, the night market stalls in the streets and alleys have already begun to open, and there are crowds of people everywhere. All kinds of aromas waft up on the streets and alleys, and I don't know how many people who get off work late will choose to stuff their stomachs in these stalls.

“……”

Lu Chuan looked at the surging heads here, but what he thought of was a scene he saw in the last days.

If there is a disaster, in terms of population density here, China and India, which are populous countries, are definitely the most tragic places.

Finding a familiar booth to sit down, Lu Chuan shouted, "Uncle Luo, it's the same." ”

"Five minutes." Uncle Luo is a middle-aged man like a thin rod, and after answering Lu Chuan's words, he skillfully opened the fire, and the excessive amount of fire engulfed the head of the pot, and a small spoonful of oil went down, and the whole pot turned into a sea of fire.

Uncle Luo's family has been operating here for more than ten years, and their popularity is very good, and their business has been good.

Uncle Luo is in charge of the kitchen, and Aunt Luo is responsible for cutting vegetables and side dishes.

Uncle Luo's son is in college, and his daughter's name is Luo Juan, who is in her third year of high school, and she helps out at the stall every night, carrying tea and pouring water, and delivering the delicious food made by her father to the diners.

Well, it's actually the role of a waiter.

"Lu Chuan, I haven't been here for a while, are you okay?" Aunt Luo raised her head and asked with concern.

The zombie uncle stood dryly on Lu Chuan's side, and under Lu Chuan's command, he sat opposite Lu Chuan in an old-fashioned manner, also sitting straight.

"Lu Chuan, drink some water."

Two cups of large-leaf tea were placed in front of Lu Chuan and the zombie uncle, Luo Juan shook her hair, and returned to the chair she had just gotten up, obviously lacking interest in Lu Chuan who hadn't come for a few days.

Lu Chuan's dinner, nine times out of ten, was solved here, and after a year, he became familiar with it.

In normal times, Lu Chuan would tease Luo Juan a few words, but today Lu Chuan's head has always been thinking about the biochemical factory, so naturally he doesn't have this one thought.

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "Auntie, I went back to my hometown. ”

Aunt Luo also smiled: "It's good to go back and see your parents more." ”

Uncle Luo's time is indeed very accurate, saying five minutes, that is, five minutes later, a plate of fried noodles was put in front of Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan, who had been hungry for a long time, was not polite, but after eating a few bites, he remembered something, and looked up to see the zombie uncle sitting up straight with an expressionless face.

"Oh."

Lu Chuan patted his forehead, thinking about things and being fascinated, he actually forgot about this product.

Lu Chuan had always been curious about whether to eat the zombies in modern times. At present, it seems that it is a problem that Lu Chuan has to pay attention to, and there is no way to guarantee the living expenses of two people with his salary.

"Would you like one?" Lu Chuan asked.

The zombie uncle looked at Lu Chuan blankly, and his empty eyes didn't even blink.

Lu Chuan: "......"

A feeling of playing the piano to the cow, but Lu Chuan still pushed the fried noodles he had just eaten a few bites in front of the zombie uncle and gave an order: "Eat." ”

Uncle Zombie stretched out his hand mechanically and grabbed at the fried noodles.

"Chopsticks." Lu Chuan said in a deep voice.

The zombie uncle's arm stopped, and he mechanically grabbed the chopsticks again, picking them up towards the fried noodles, like a little kid who was learning to eat, and the way he took the chopsticks made Lu Chuan couldn't help but look away, looking like he didn't know this thing.

It's really a shame, this act of using chopsticks is definitely mentally retarded.

The table was full of scattered fried noodles, and the zombie uncle's mouth was stuffed and then smashed.

Essentially, Uncle Zombie is a pretender system attached to the biochemical factory, but it still belongs to zombies. Zombies are monsters that can be eaten or not eaten.

But looking at the zombie uncle who killed most of the fried noodles, Lu Chuan almost doubted whether the other party was a real person.

Zombies eat fried noodles, and it takes a lot of brains to think of this?

"Seemingly, do you really want to eat?"

Lu Chuan thought uncertainly, to verify, it will take a while, for example, to starve it for three or five days?

"Uncle Luo, grill five lamb chops."

More than ten minutes later, five roasted lamb chops arrived in front of Lu Chuan, and Lu Chuan found that the zombie uncle's empty eyes finally reacted for the first time, and they turned a little.

Five roasted lamb chops, five minutes before and after, entered the zombie uncle's stomach.

Roast again.

Twenty roots.

Thirty roots.

Ten chicken thighs, five fried noodles.

Uncle Zombie's stomach, like a bottomless pit, gave Lu Chuan a sense of collapse, it was simply a rice bucket, thirty lamb chops, plus other ...... It was a full ten servings, and it was eaten into the stomach.

A sense of crisis came to Lu Chuan's heart.

With less than 10,000 yuan in savings, according to this speed and amount of food, it will take half a month at most, and you will have to drink the wind.

This salary of his own is not enough for the zombie uncle to eat for three or five days.

Luo Juan has been paying attention to Lu Chuan, looking at the bones piled up like a hill at the moment, and the stack of plates, she opened her mouth wide, it was the first time she had seen such a person who could eat.

When Lu Chuan checked out, his heart was dripping blood.

…………

Back at the rental house, Uncle Zombie sat back in his chair, as straight as ever.

Lu Chuan looked at the zombie uncle's bulging belly, and no longer thought about this worrying question, anyway, what will be tested next is what the zombie uncle will do if he doesn't eat for three or five days.

I asked for leave from the company, and there are two days left, so I can do some research about zombies.

Opening the laptop he used in college, Lu Chuan ignored the zombie uncle, typed zombies on Bai Niang, and pressed the enter key.

…………

At the end of the night, Lu Chuan didn't close his eyes, and his eyes were tired and bloodshot.

The zombies mentioned in the biochemical factory, Lu Chuan looked for them all over again, and the zombies in front still had information to check, but as mentioned later, there was no trace of information about them on the Internet.

For example, the meat shield, such as the mother, what kind of zombies are these?

You don't have to think about it, and you know that they are not simple.

But where they are not simple, what kind of abilities they have, Lu Chuan doesn't know anything. Before the biochemical plant is unlocked, it can only be guessed, and no specific information can be obtained.

The products in the biochemical factory come from the end times.

In other words, the zombies in the biochemical factory will exist in the last days.

The danger of the last days can be seen in general.

Some zombies like the meat shield and the mother body are still too far away from Lu Chuan, and they can be considered later.

Lu Chuan's attention was not put too much on these late-stage zombies, but on his eyes.

In addition to the information, Lu Chuan is also looking for countless methods on the Internet about hunting zombies given by keyboard warriors, some of these methods are strange, but in Lu Chuan's opinion, some methods are still relatively reliable.

After a night of understanding the habits of zombies, I have some confidence.

It's a pity that Lu Chuan tried a few times, and when he teleported to the end of the world, he had no right to carry items other than clothes, and when he teleported, he would automatically clear them.

Otherwise, with modern tools, the hunting of the three zombies will be solved in minutes.

"The storage space can only be used after activating the biochemical plant." Lu Chuan shook his head, a little regretful that he couldn't use this exciting function now.

Since you can only be alone, you can only find a way in the last days.

Be careful, plus planning, Lu Chuan still has a lot of confidence. Even the back road, Lu Chuan also thought about it, the magic of the biochemical factory, the degree of impregnance, unless it is unlucky to provoke zombies like tyrants, ordinary zombies can't break through the alloy wall on the periphery of the biochemical factory, what's the problem, hide in the biochemical factory.

No more, back to modern times.

(Update the plan, 7 o'clock in the morning, 6 o'clock in the morning, two shifts a day.) This time the new book period is very long, two months, and this time the rain is full of sincerity, so can you vote for a recommendation? ）