Chapter 9: Preparations for the Breakout

On Saturday, February 9, 2013 Chinese New Year's Eve it has been the 12th day since the night when Zhou Yulong and the zombies fought in the rainy night, but the zombies downstairs have no idea of retreating, but seem to be more and more...... I don't know if it's because of the infection of the virus that caused the mutation of the zombies, but it's been almost 50 days since the outbreak of the virus. However, the zombies seem to have no other changes except for some decay and some skin peeling off all over the body. Still so foul-smelling, still so thirsty for blood, still so tireless...... Zhou Yulong lit the little rice left at home, looked at the calendar, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Today is the 29th of the lunar calendar, and tomorrow will be the Spring Festival" and then looked at his remaining supplies, he clearly knew that this bit of rice could only be used for less than a week by his frugality. If he hasn't figured out a solution in the past few days, then he will only have a dead end.

Walked to the rooftop, continued the day's daily training, rubbed his sore shoulders, and walked to the edge of the rooftop. Looking at the sea of corpses gathered downstairs, Zhou Yulong frowned tightly. There are too many zombies, if there are only a hundred or even even if there are only a thousand, he can find a way to kill them one by one, but there are at least more than 10,000 zombies here. It is estimated that the zombies on several streets here have been attracted by him, including the zombies at the entrance of the supermarket across the park have begun to gather around his house. He has finally fully realized the sentence that there are more than 10,000 people without a shore, but this borderless is a sea of corpses rather than a sea of people.

"Headache and egg pain!" Zhou Yulong let out a meaningless grumble in his mouth while thinking of a way to break through. In fact, if there was really a way, he would have figured it out a long time ago, he knew that zombies were afraid of fire, but his house was not an oil refinery, there was not so much oil and gasoline for him to squander, the only bit of cooking oil was estimated to not even be able to light a few zombies, there was a fart, and the liquefied gas was about to run out, but even if it was not used up, he didn't dare to throw it out as a bomb, although it was played like this on TV, but he really didn't want to take the risk of breaking his bones. He was most glad that the zombies seemed to be much calmer after the thunderstorm, otherwise the house would probably be demolished by them, and the other one was fortunate that he hadn't seen it around since he had seen it once that day, and he probably ran to the most crowded city center. It is only because of this that he can survive until now.

He had thought about how to get out safely and get supplies. It's not that he didn't think about climbing to the rooftop of Uncle Zhang's house next door and then going down from there to break through, but the zombie's hearing is too perverted, and he is not sure that he will not attract the zombie in the process of climbing to the opposite side, if he really does this, it is estimated that his last retreat will also be cut off. He didn't want to take the risk until the day of last resort.

Zhou Yulong shook his head vigorously, as if this would ease his troubles a little. He decided not to think about this for the time being, this is one of his greatest strengths, and he will not think about things that he can't figure out, so as not to make himself uncomfortable. He had already decided that if there was no improvement after the Spring Festival, he would bring some daily necessities and break out from Lao Zhang's house, which was also a helpless way.

The passage of time is always not subject to human will, and the day passes like this. Zhou Yulong, who woke up the next day, breathed in the not very fresh air and stretched, he had gradually become accustomed to this environment full of corpse smell. After all, humans are the most adaptable creatures.

"Alas, this person is really forced out!" Zhou Yulong looked at the increasingly protruding and streamlined muscles on his body, and sighed with satisfaction. In other words, two months ago, he couldn't have imagined that he would have these strong muscles on his body, although he was not as perverted as Mr. Bodybuilder, but from a normal person's point of view, it was already very good, at least it could be called a diamond and horns. Looking at his flat and vaguely revealing abdominal muscles, he smiled: "If I had this muscle before, I guess I wouldn't have found a girlfriend!" Haha"

People who have not experienced weight loss success can't imagine this sense of accomplishment of watching fat turn into muscle, at least Zhou Yulong feels a sense of accomplishment now. His mentality has always been good, even if he is in such a predicament, he can do it in the bitterness, looking at the days on the calendar, he suddenly took a deep breath. On a normal day, the whole family should be together.

That's right, today is the Spring Festival, the first Spring Festival that Zhou Yulong spent in the last days, and the first Spring Festival he spent alone in his life.

Today in previous years, the house was already bustling. He walked back to the fifth floor and looked at the familiar furnishings in the house, and the scene of last year's Spring Festival seemed to appear in front of his eyes again.

I remember this time last year, my mother was busy greeting guests inside and out, and my father put on an apron and walked into the kitchen, humming a tune that no one understood while beginning to show off his skills. And the cousins and cousins surrounded him as the eldest brother to ask for red envelopes. And he is also happy to share a share of one person.

When his father has made all the dishes, and then Zhou Yulong and his mother will put all the delicacies on the table together, and the uncle who has always been serious will rarely stop having a straight face, laugh and play with them, and then eat together as a family, happy together. After eating, everyone will gather on the rooftop, the adults will sit together to chat, play mahjong, and the children will be led by him to set off beautiful fireworks and make trouble. Finally, in the evening, we sat in front of the TV together, watched the Spring Festival Gala that had not changed for many years, and felt the warmth of home.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yulong suddenly felt very lonely. He never dared to think about what happened to his uncle and his parents, because he was afraid that what he imagined was a bloody and cruel picture. He walked into the bedroom and sat silently on the bed. Turn on your phone and look through photos you took before. How he longed for his mobile phone to give him a signal, how he longed to hear his mother's tedious nagging and his father's harsh lessons. What he longed for now what he had hoped to hear again...... "Da...... Da ......"

Tears hit the mobile phone, and Zhou Yulong felt particularly vulnerable at this moment. He didn't care about anything that happened before, because he had a family to support him. And now, the end of the world is coming, the home is gone, his parents, relatives and friends are nowhere to be found, and he is the only one left. He sat on the bed, hugged his curled thighs with his hands, and cried silently...... After a long, long time, Zhou Yulong's tears slowly dried. He knew that now was not the time for him to be vulnerable. He didn't know if anyone else had mutated like him, but he knew that he should try to live and find his relatives and friends on his own. He saw them as long as they were alive!

Zhou Yulong regained his spirits and comforted himself. At least, when so many people have become zombies, he can still live well.

What we don't cherish today is the tomorrow that people long for!

He shook his head, silently recited the words, and got up from the bed. There was not much food, so he decided to pack everything he could use, and wait for the Spring Festival to find a time and prepare to break through!

After more than two hours of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Zhou Yulong dug out a lot of good things from home that he hadn't found or paid attention to before.

First, he dug out a waterproof diesel lighter under his father's bedside table, which was a gift he gave to his father a long time ago, and he didn't expect to be able to use it at this time. Along with the lighter was a small bottle of diesel, and he didn't know what he would encounter after breaking through, but he knew that no matter what the situation, the source of fire was the most indispensable, so he put him in a small sealed tin box and buckled it on his belt.

After a while, he turned out an old-fashioned military kettle in the locker on the rooftop, which seemed to be left by his grandfather before, very thick and large. It can be filled with a lot of water, and if necessary, the spout of the kettle can be disassembled and used to make soup. And the hard material can also be used as a weapon against zombies as a last resort, and it is estimated that with the heavy weight of the water filled, it is not a problem to knock out the head of a zombie at once. He carefully filled the kettle with water and placed it on the ground.

Looking for it, he suddenly had a surprise discovery under his parents' bed, this is an elongated mountain knife, the blade is streamlined, about 1.5 meters long, the blade flashes with sharp light, and a roaring dragon is carved on it. This is what his father used to put on his body when he used to run a sports car, he saw it many times when he was a child, and I heard that it was his father who went to Tibet to buy a sports car secretly. This guy has been in his collection since his father stopped sports cars. He always thought that his father had thrown it away or given it away, and it turned out that he had kept it. If he had found this treasure earlier, he wouldn't have had to go so hard to make a short spear in the first place. But it's also good that now that he has one more weapon, his safety factor will be better guaranteed. Since he had the experience of being surrounded by zombies, he found that if he was facing a large number of zombies, the short spear was more convenient to defend, but it lacked the power of the assault, because if the spear was inserted into the head of the zombie and then pulled out, it would take a lot of effort, and now with this mountain opening knife, he had a little more confidence in breaking out of the zombie encirclement.

In the end, he turned out a hiking backpack that he bought when he went camping, and put some of the remaining rice, spices and chili sauce and other things in the house, and saw that there was still room left, so he poured a few bottles of liquor from his father's treasure in plastic bottles, although he didn't like to drink very much, but in the wild, a little bit of this can still play a lot of role, which is also what he learned from "Survival in the Wilderness", spirits can invigorate the blood and resist the cold and can even be disinfected, and can also be made into simple incendiary bombs when it is dangerous, which can be described as home travel, killing people and destroying mouths, essential items.

I tried to lift the backpack, fortunately, it was not very heavy, and it was not a problem for Zhou Yulong after the body was strengthened. He put his backpack in the bedroom, ready to find a good time to break through. Then take the mountain knife and go to the top of the rooftop to sharpen the knife, this is a life-saving baby, sharpen it a little, and you can save some effort to deal with zombies when the time comes. Since the rainy night fight, he clearly realized that in times of crisis, any trace of physical strength saved may be able to save your life!

By the time all the preparations were done, it was already getting dark. Zhou Yulong decided to rest first, turned out the last bit of fish stored in the refrigerator, made a fried fish with chili sauce, and then cooked a big pot of rice and ate it beautifully. No one knows what will happen tomorrow, but he knows what he can do today. Looking at the golden fish pieces on the dinner table, he hopes that this meal can bring him good luck, there are fish year after year, and he hopes that he can continue to live a Spring Festival next year...... And just as he was about to go to rest after eating, there was a roaring thunder outside, and the sky changed...... On the evening of February 10, 2013, the earth ushered in the second thunderstorm after the end of the world.