Chapter 4

Lu Ziming no longer broke out in silence and perished in silence. Lu Ziming has no choice. This is the city where he has lived for two years. Everything is broken. Is there anything more painful than this?

Since primary school, Lu Ziming has to get up before dawn every day, walk more than ten miles of mountain roads and rush to the countryside to go to school. For more than ten years, rain or wind has never stopped, because Lu Ziming believes that knowledge can change the future and backward mountain villages. My dream is about to succeed. Getting into the county key high school is only the first step in my life, but all this was destroyed in an instant.

"Damn zombie!"

"I'll kill you all!"

Lu Ziming was angry, but he didn't lose his calmness and reason. He wouldn't fight the zombie with his bare hands. Don't say he couldn't kill the zombie, it's impossible to run.

"To survive, only to live can there be hope."

Lu Ziming carefully observed every move of the zombie and regarded the zombie as his daily homework. Why did the zombie hunt down the survivors? The Zombie's eyes degenerated and could not see the surrounding scenery. Why could he detect the whereabouts of the survivors, why they like to eat people, how to avoid the pursuit of the zombie, and how to kill the zombie.

People belong to the category of biology. As long as they are creatures, they have weaknesses, such as speed, strength, response to external stimuli, etc. These are introduced in textbooks, but now the experimental object has been replaced by zombies.

Knowledge can really change fate. Lu Ziming has never doubted the power of knowledge. At least now Lu Ziming can use knowledge to understand the behavior of zombies and protect his life.

······The sound of smashing the glass attracted the attention of several zombies nearby. Lu Ziming quickly approached the safe passage with a fire axe. The zombies have a sense of direction. There will be great trouble if they don't leave. Lu Ziming doesn't want to provoke these zombies now.

Lu Ziming specially found himself a pair of sneakers with tendon soles. He won't make a sound when walking. With a mask on his mouth, it's difficult to be found even if he appears within five meters of the zombie.

Zombies usually don't stay in the corners and stairways. This is because zombies need a certain activity space, and zombies can't judge the wrong height. Therefore, Lu Ziming's sneaking route mostly chooses corners. There are few zombies here. Even if there are one or two caught fish, it's easy to deal with them.

Suguo supermarket is divided into one underground floor and two above ground floors. The first underground floor is a parking lot and warehouse. The first ground floor is a rental counter to sell some clothes, gold and silver jewelry and household appliances. The second ground floor is a large supermarket.

The second floor above the ground is the place with the most zombies. Usually, there are few people on the first floor below the ground. After the virus outbreak, there should be the least zombies here.

Lu Ziming clearly remembers the entrance of the supermarket warehouse. His uncle worked as a porter here and boasted to himself that there was enough food in the warehouse for everyone in the mountain village for ten years. Can you eat for ten years? Lu Ziming doesn't know. Anyway, he's hungry now. He'll be satisfied if he can fill his stomach.

The door of the warehouse was open. There was no zombie at the door. "It's unreasonable. There must be a problem. There must be a problem inside". When the warehouse door was open, it showed that the warehouse was carrying goods when the virus broke out. The truck parked at the door proved Lu Ziming's idea.

"Zombies won't go home to rest." Lu Ziming found that zombies don't have to rest. Even at night, zombies don't have the habit of lying down to sleep. The only explanation is that zombies can sleep or rest standing. Zombies are not workers who will strike. Zombies are very persistent and like to wander within a fixed range. They won't slow down or complain because they don't get overtime pay.

There were no people or zombies in the truck at the door. Only a few pools of blackened blood extended into the warehouse.

Lu Ziming needs food, but the first thing he needs now is a backpack and a means of transportation. "Damn hooligans, they robbed all their food this morning, smashed their bicycles and took away their backpacks." there are many abandoned electric vehicles on the streets, but electric vehicles are useless to Lu Ziming. There has been no power supply in the city for a long time, An electric car without electricity is a pile of scrap iron. Light bicycles are different. As long as they have strength, they can escape the slow-moving zombies.

As for those abandoned cars on the street, I never thought about it, because Lu Ziming can't drive, and the annoying alarm on the car will lead to a large number of zombies. Lu Ziming doesn't dare to take risks.

The supermarket warehouse is not as dark as expected. Although the electric lighting has been lost, because the warehouse is set underground, a large number of fluorescent access signs are pasted on the ground and walls of the warehouse, which can clearly see the situation within one meter around. Even the labels on the shelves are made of fluorescent signs.

"Squeak... Squeak..." the toothache shopping cart rubbed the ground in the warehouse.

"Damn it, someone!"

I can think of the underground warehouse of the supermarket. Why can't others think of it?

The three elements of eschatological survival: food, medicine and safety. Usually, survivors rank food first. Without food, there is nothing. Lu Ziming's first priority is safety. Without safety, it's useless to ask for food and medicine.

In Lu Ziming's view, the "squeaking" sound in the shopping cart is simply inviting the zombie, "I'm here. Come and eat me.".

"This is by no means a place to stay for a long time. Leave as soon as you get your things." well, if you want to die, don't blame being found by a zombie.

Lu Ziming quickly glanced over the sign hanging on the warehouse channel, "here is the sporting goods shelf... Mountaineering bags, mountain bikes, tents, balls, sports equipment...". There are three thousand weak waters and only one scoop to drink. The best thing is what suits him. There are many good things on the shelf, but Lu Ziming can't take them away, I only took the mountaineering bag and mountain bike I needed most. I didn't even look at the outdoor tent. Now even if I stand on the road naked, no one accuses me of being immoral.

"Food or food", Lu Ziming's way of choosing food is very simple, that is to find food with long shelf life, easy storage, easy carrying, high nutrition and high energy.

Compressed biscuits are suitable for long-term storage and transportation because they are sterilized and detoxified by high temperature and high pressure during expansion. Packing in plastic bags is hygienic and convenient. It is very suitable for Quartermaster and eschatological consumption, but it doesn't taste good. It is Lu Ziming's preferred food reserve.

Cans, chocolates and so on are all the food objects Lu Ziming collects. He doesn't want to taste. He just wants to have a full stomach. God knows if he will have a chance to come here again to look for food in the future.

Behind him came the squeaking sound of the shopping cart. Lu Ziming grabbed the fire axe and looked back at him.

Behind him stood a pair of men and women, about twenty years old, with a white vest and a machete in his hand. The woman was a little younger, with a long ponytail and a silk shirt with dark flowers. She looked at Lu Ziming curiously.

The man saw the fire axe in Lu Ziming's hand, and his eyes twitched a few times: "who are you and why are you here?"

"Shit, you Tamar think you're a policeman!" if the other party is several men, Lu Ziming is afraid to turn around and run without hesitation. But now the other party seems to be a couple, and the force value should not be high. He even asks himself, "passers-by, take something and go". The supermarket warehouse is so large that you don't want to occupy it. Lu Ziming obviously has no interest in talking to men.

The man didn't seem to hear Lu Ziming's answer: "are you alone? Do you want to stay here or leave?".

When the man spoke, Lu Ziming's hand didn't stop, but continued to load food into the mountaineering bag: "I'll leave". The police checked the account. Lu Ziming hated the man's tone from his heart.

At this time, the woman beside the man said, "it's not safe outside. You'd better stay with us. We have a safe residence and many people are safe.".

Safe! It's unsafe to be with you. Pushing a shopping cart around the warehouse for fear that zombies don't know, it's called looking for death.

When Lu Ziming was eight years old, he went hunting in the mountains. He knew how to track his prey, knew that there was danger, knew what could not be eaten, and couldn't breathe when turning over several mountains. Now someone is talking about safety with himself. It's not a big joke.

"Qiujing, we don't know this man at all. Why should we take him away?" before Lu Ziming spoke, the man around the woman spoke first, as if he was afraid that Lu Ziming would agree.

The woman suddenly looked at the man and retorted, "he is still a child. We can't die. Now it's so chaotic outside, you have the heart to watch him die.".

"Stop, stop, stop..." Lu Ziming didn't figure out the situation. He didn't seem to promise, and they began to quarrel. Did his character break out, "I don't seem to promise anything, and I don't need your protection. You'd better protect yourself first". Maybe it's because the woman spoke for herself, Lu Ziming liked the woman and said, "you two have made such a big noise. The zombie has a strong ability to distinguish sounds. I advise you to leave here quickly.".

"You..." the man looked at Lu Ziming angrily. As soon as he wanted to say something, he heard the "squeaking" friction sound of the shelf behind him.

"Zombies! Qiujing, go away..." three zombies suddenly appeared behind the man. One of them jumped at the woman and was just blocked by the shopping cart in front of the woman.

The man waved his machete, "poof..." and cut it on the Zombie's shoulder.

The zombie had no consciousness at all, let alone pain. The knife cut on his shoulder did not affect the Zombie's behavior at all. He opened his mouth and bit at the man.

The man waved his machete in panic and kept stabbing the zombie. The man had no experience in dealing with the zombie. Lu Ziming even suspected that the man might not have killed a chicken in the era of civilization. Facing the zombie, he had only instinctive fear and resistance.