Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up because of hunger. Yesterday's fierce battle with the evolved cat had exhausted all his physical and energy. He couldn't remember anything that happened after he got home. The burning sensation in his stomach stimulated his taste buds, and the only thing on his mind was "eat."
Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to the living room, grabbed his backpack, opened the zipper, and fell directly to the ground. All kinds of food, cigarettes, and mineral water were scattered on the floor. He knelt on the ground, picked up a piece of chocolate, tore open the packaging, and stuffed it into his mouth. He didn't even chew it, and swallowed it in one gulp. There were all kinds of food packaging on the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang's whole mind was controlled by hunger, and he only knew to tear the packaging and swallow it.
The ground was full of all kinds of damaged packaging and empty metal cans.
The food slowly decreased until it disappeared completely.
The feeling of hunger was getting stronger and stronger. He ran into the kitchen, opened the bag of rice, took out the uncooked rice, and put it into his mouth. He chewed with crunching sounds, and the dry rice scraped his throat as he swallowed it. He choked so much that his eyes rolled back. He didn't even have time to take a sip of water as he continued to feed the rice.
There were still four or five kilograms of rice left in the bag, but he was still not satisfied.
The raw egg was cracked open, and the egg white, yolk, and eggshell were chewed and swallowed by him. The cabbage, whether it was the leaves or the stem, was torn and swallowed by him. He was like a crazed locust, crazily eating everything he could see that could be eaten.
When he could no longer find any food, he slowly regained his senses. He looked at the kitchen, which looked like the Japanese had entered the village and carried out a three-count policy to sweep through the kitchen.
"Did I do this?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was sluggish. Everything that had just happened to him was like a dream, and when he woke up, he couldn't remember anything.
He had eaten enough food for half a month, and he couldn't remember the taste and texture at all.
After eating so much food, his stomach didn't get bigger at all. It felt like he wasn't full yet!
"Did my digestive function mutate?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was puzzled.
If he couldn't figure it out, he was too lazy to think about it again. This was his biggest strength, and he never got stuck in a dead end.
The slight itch on his right shoulder reminded Zhang Xiaoqiang that he had been seriously injured yesterday.
The torn pieces of clothing and the bloodstains were tangled together and stuck to his body. He carefully took off his clothes and used water to soak the torn pieces of cloth on his wound before slowly peeling them off.
"It can't be?"
There were too many things that surprised Zhang Xiaoqiang today. He clearly remembered that the wound on his right shoulder yesterday was half an inch deep and five or six centimeters long.
Now, the wound was tightly sealed together, forming a dark brown scar. It seemed as if the dark brown blood would naturally fall off with a light prick, and there would no longer be any trace of injury.
"Superhuman?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was surprised by his own healing ability. Could it be that after being infected by the rain, he could increase his own healing speed by ten times?
"Isn't that the legendary Hot-Blooded Idiot Immortal Body?" His imagination ran wild. "At least I don't have to be afraid of getting hurt anymore?" Thinking of all the food he had eaten, he felt a little sad.
"It's better not to get hurt, or else I would have to hug a zombie and eat it." Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang shivered.
He didn't care about the wound anymore, and started to check the spear that was burnt yesterday. The galvanized pipe was a little deformed, but it could still be used. He found some broken pieces of wood and plugged the mouth of the pipe with a big nail. He tested it, "It's okay."
The weird "cat stone" that was placed together with the MP9 sniper crossbow caught Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention. He held it in his hand, and it was full of dirt. He scrubbed it with water, and it looked like a red quartz stone. The color was mottled and dark, and the surface was uneven.
He could feel some warmth in his hand, and the longer he held it, the higher the temperature. "It can be used as a hot water bottle …" Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang put it in his pocket.
There was no food left at home, and he had to go out and find it.
"No electricity, no food, the food in the store downstairs has started to go bad. I can't stay at home, I have to escape!" Zhang Xiaoqiang made up his mind.
If it was possible, Zhang Xiaoqiang would rather stay at home. There was no communication, no media, and no one to communicate with, so he didn't know what to do.
There were too many dangers outside, countless zombies, dangerous and cunning mutated animals, and an unpredictable future.
He took the spear and opened the iron door to go out and find food. Walking out of the corridor, he saw the mutated cat's body surrounded by more than ten zombies biting the body. The thick smell of blood mixed with the stench of the corpse assaulted his nose.
Two S zombies and six D zombies were here. Zhang Xiaoqiang's appearance attracted the zombies' attention, and two S zombies already rushed towards him.
Without much time to think, he ran in the opposite direction of the zombies. The two S zombies closely followed behind Zhang Xiaoqiang. He ran in a semicircle and looked back. The S zombies were even closer to him, and the six D zombies were far behind. The ordinary zombies didn't have any reaction.
"The S zombies run faster than me!" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little anxious.
The S zombies were only three to five steps away from him, and were about to catch up.
"Fight." His right foot stopped, and his left foot took half a step back. He turned around and stabbed.
"Kill!" Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, and the spear pierced through the zombie's forehead. He quickly twisted the spear and pulled it out.
The other S zombie was already in front of him, and its claws clawed at Zhang Xiaoqiang's face. Zhang Xiaoqiang's right foot moved back half a step, and his body moved to the side to let the zombie pass. A withered arm with the stench of a corpse passed by his nose. Then he used both his hands to draw a circle in the air with the spear, and slammed it into the zombie's lower back.
The zombie flew forward and fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang took a few steps forward and nailed it to death with his spear.
Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a sigh of relief. The six D zombies were moving towards him at the speed of a normal person.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to be careless. He circled around the six D zombies, trying to lure them away and kill them one by one.
Unfortunately, the zombies only instinctively rushed towards him, and they moved in unison, so he couldn't find an opportunity.
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the mutated cat's corpse. The corpse was badly mutilated, and a few normal zombies were still there chewing. "I have a way!" Zhang Xiaoqiang led the six D zombies towards the corpse.
As expected, the D zombies and normal zombies collided, causing chaos. Zhang Xiaoqiang took advantage of this rare opportunity, and rushed to the back of a D zombie and stabbed it with his spear.
He retracted his spear.
The D zombie pressed down on a normal zombie and fell to the ground. The rest of the D zombies circled around the mutated cat's corpse and continued to surround him. There was no time to kill the second one. Zhang Xiaoqiang led the remaining D zombies to circle around. Five, four, three, two. When the last zombie was killed, Zhang Xiaoqiang held his spear and gasped for breath.
There were still seven normal zombies left. One of them was still pressed down by a dead D zombie. The fierce fight just now didn't attract their attention. Besides flesh and blood, they didn't care about anything else.
They didn't even notice that Zhang Xiaoqiang was standing behind them.
Zhang Xiaoqiang assassinated them one by one.
Looking at the platform, there were fifteen zombies lying around. This made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel a sense of accomplishment.
"The high level zombies on the street were all attracted here by the smell of blood." Zhang Xiaoqiang concluded with certainty.
After resting, he prepared to go downstairs to find food. When he reached the stairs, he saw hundreds of zombies wandering downstairs.