Miandu City, Emergency Refuge in North Cheng.

This construction site was originally intended to provide 20,000 people for emergency shelter, but it currently accommodates 40,000 survivors.

Survivors who come here to take refuge include wealthy businessmen, senior officials, successful entrepreneurs, celebrities, teachers, students, veterans... Regardless of their identity, the emergency shelter brings everyone together, with equal status, and no longer have the privilege of identity marking.

Now nine days have passed since the Miandu virus disaster.

The city fell, and the troops outside the city were unable to support it for a long time, and the situation became increasingly serious.

The headache is not the only thing that makes people feel troublesome. The reserves of emergency shelter are only enough for 20,000 people to take temporary shelter for a few days, but now they are seriously overloaded to meet the consumption of 40,000 survivors. If most survivors had not carried food with them when they entered, and the food reserves of emergency shelter would have been stolen by survivors long ago.

Materials are a major problem in emergency shelter, and it is as important as virus prevention and treatment.

However, although the underground space has been closed in an emergency, if one person carries a corpse virus and mutates and bites others, the resulting panic will make the shelter fall into chaos.

In densely populated areas, the most feared thing is that chaos occurs. Once it happens, death caused by only crowding each other will be a terrible number.

Fortunately, as of today, the corpse-forming virus has not yet erupted inside the shelter, which has to be said to be a surprise.

As always, the staff of the shelter contacted the outside world every day, requesting support and evacuating survivors, but they could not contact them all the time.

At noon on that day, the shelter finally contacted the outside world. When the outside world learned about the situation, it immediately gave a reply and would send troops to come in the afternoon.

The shelter immediately informed the survivors of this news, and the loud cheers echoed in the underground space and lasted forever.

How can the death threat suppressed in the minds of survivors not be relieved by the upcoming rescue?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the shelter opened the closed metal gate, and the survivors walked out one after another. They looked up at the sky and never felt that the sky was so blue.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared in the dense forest in the street opposite the shelter.

The group of people had decayed faces, scarlet pupils, and the blood on their clothes had dried up and scabbed.

They are zombies, they are here!

After seeing this scene, the guards at the shelter immediately blew the retreat whistle.

Survivors also saw a sudden scene of zombies, and someone asked on the spot: "Aren't the rescue troops coming? Why, the first group of zombies came?"

"It's over, there's still on the left, there's also behind, and there's also behind us."

"Go back to the shelter and close the door!"

The metal gate slowly closed, and through the last gap under the door, the survivors saw indespair. Outside the shelter, tens of thousands of zombies stood densely together, like a tide.

Shortly after the metal gate fell, a dull sound of flesh hitting suddenly came from outside the door.

Several survivors standing in front of the metal gate looked up at the source of the sound...

They were shocked to see that the seemingly thick metal gate was drooping inwardly and twisting under the impact.

Bang!

Another heavy impact came, and the sound of the metal gate sinking inward increased again.

Seeing that the metal gate was about to be opened by external forces, the survivors in front of the door couldn't help but take a few steps back and asked in their hearts: "What kind of monster is it that can break the metal gate of the shelter?"

Bang!

The outside world could only hit three times, and the metal gate fell like a brick wall covered with paper, thundering, causing dust to stir up.

And when the dust settled slightly, the survivor's pupils suddenly increased.

They saw the big black guy who returned to the corpse.

It was a monster with a height of three meters and a huge black sarcoma all over its body. Its arms and muscles were bulging like a hill. Just looking at it, people could vaguely feel the terrifying destructive power contained in the hill.

The metal gate of the shelter was easily knocked open by this giant black monster, but after it was knocked open, why did it leave? It had to give the flesh and blood of the mouth to the group of zombies that had just mutated.

This is a question that survivors will never understand before they die.

Blood, fear, killing...

The corpses outside the shelter are pouring in like a tide. They bite when they see people, eat corpses when they see people, and when some people scream, they will throw away the food in their mouths, attack the screamers, and some people cry, they...

Forty thousand survivors were blocked in a small underground shelter by corpses, and all they had to wait for was a dead end.

There is no hope here...

Miandu City, Chengbei Hotpot Mall, the third floor and a seating area by the window.

A hint of heat boils, and the spicy fragrance penetrates the heart and spleen.

Chen Ziqing sat at the hot pot table with his head turned to look at the hot pot ingredients piled up in a mountain beside him. There were ice fragments on the ingredients, which were obviously just taken out of the frozen warehouse.

There will be at least seven days of power outage in Miandu. The underground frozen warehouse of this hot pot restaurant can also keep food fresh. I have to say it is an unexpected surprise.

"How can I eat hot pot without tripe? Chen Ziqing, come and help me." The school beauty's voice came from the corridor.

Chen Ziqing looked up and saw the dishes served with dishes that overlapped dozens of layers, shaking and rising in the corridor.

"Are you planning to empty all the ingredients in the frozen warehouse?" Chen Ziqing stood up and said.

"What about that?" Kang Zixuan's slender figure appeared behind the plate. "Anyway, if you don't eat these foods, they will break down, so don't waste them."

"Yes." Chen Ziqing helped to take half of the plate. The school beauty's white and rosy face suddenly came into her eyes, and she said again: "It's so beautiful."

Kang Zixuan glared at him angrily and said, "It's beautiful and can't be eaten."

"You said, have we finished so much?"

"How much can you eat? Anyway, there is a meal now, but there is no meal." The school beauty disagreed.

The two of them sat opposite each other and waited for the red soup in the pot to boil, Chen Ziqing picked up a large bag of fat cows, pulled open the bag, and wanted to fall down all of them.

Kang Zixuan quickly stopped him, showed a surprised look and asked, "Have you never eaten hot pot before?"

Chen Ziqing shook his head: "Is there any problem?"

Kang Zixuan said: "Fatty beef, you can eat it after a few hot blanch. If you pour it like this, you will be old."

Chen Ziqing: "Oh, then I just need to eat it, right?"

"No, eating hot pot is a science, you have to learn. Each dish has its own cooking time. The time is too short, half-cooked, too long, and not delicious."

When Chen Ziqing heard this, he felt his head full. He muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why are there so many things to pay attention to when you have a meal?"

"It must be taken seriously!" Kang Zixuan slapped the table and said with certainty: "Since you follow me, you have to listen to me in everything in the future."

Chen Ziqing trembled when he heard this, saying, "Since you follow me", what does this sentence mean?

After all, I am a man, so I should say this!

But his inner man said, "This is what you said, I will follow you, and you will have to protect me from now on."

"I'm talking about having dinner with me." Kang Zixuan immediately changed her words.

Chen Ziqing: “….”
Chapter completed!