Five Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Doomsday (Fifteen)

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The 'scavengers' are the survivors who searched for supplies in the ruins of Uehara City, and gave themselves a nickname.

It is unknown who first mentioned this name, but it is now recognized by the vast majority of survivors.

Dong Qing is a scavenger himself, and unlike other scavengers, he still has two girls to support.

Finally, he glanced at the next room. In addition to the corpse, there were several raw white bones that had been bitten. Dong Qing also knew that some of the bones were from humans.

Humans, not the living dead.

Ah Huang hasn't attacked them for so long, Dong Qing guessed that it was Xiaoya's credit, this beast is still thinking about his old love.

Dong Qing couldn't guarantee whether Ah Huang would eat them all in an animalistic way one day, but he knew that such worries were unnecessary.

Anyway, it is difficult for them to survive, and it is understandable that they have been eaten by Ah Huang's indirect protection for so long.

Dong Qing was too tired, and sometimes he wanted to die, but every time it was Xiaoya's voice and appearance, which made Dong Qing rise again to survive.

Let him persevere from hardships again and again.

Patting his face, Dong Qing calmed himself down a bit, then opened his bright eyes wide, tucked his waist, and ran out quietly.

There are no more supplies to search around here. Survivors have visited almost all the places where there are things, and the places that have not been visited are places that Dong Qing dare not go to.

For example, there was a family where Dong Qing and other survivors did not dare to go, because the low roaring sound that was often emitted from the inside was always announcing that the owner inside was not to be messed with.

It's been more than two months, and it hasn't starved to death yet. Could it be that the living dead won't die if they don't eat? Dong Qing had thought about it.

Strictly speaking, the living dead are a kind of necromantic creatures. It is their nature to crave flesh and blood. When the food is not replenished, the living dead will rely on the weak dark and necromantic elements in the air to maintain life.

If you want to starve a necromantic creature to death, this time must be calculated in units of 'years'.

Before the end of the apocalypse, there were many houses in the demolition area, but very few people lived there. Most people moved out.

This made Uehara City the place with the smallest number of living dead after the negative energy storm swept through Uehara City.

There are no fools who can survive the disaster. In the past two months, survivors have moved here one after another. Anyway, there are enough houses, and it is too simple to find an empty house without an owner.

A lot of houses doesn't mean a lot of supplies. Many houses are really just 'empty houses'. In addition to dust, there are only cement floors. Therefore, if you want to survive, you have to go outside to search.

The place Dong Qing is going this time is the Shengli Road Street between the demolition area and the Heping District to the south.

It was at the junction of the two urban areas. Compared with the Heping District, the number of living dead was smaller than that of the Heping District, and it was more numerous than the Demolition District, which was barely within the range that Dong Qing could handle.

There should be a small shop hidden in a residential house on that street that has not been found. Dong Qing got the bread there last time.

The only thing to worry about is that the small shop is next to the gate of a community. Dong Qing has to be careful. If the living dead in the community are drawn out, nine lives will not be enough for him to escape.

Creeping out of the alley, Dong Qing went all the way to the south.

During the period of stop and go, he was to avoid danger.

For example, there is a dead man with a big belly eating in the middle of the crossroad. Only half of the corpse is left. I don’t know if it belongs to

to which poor survivor.

Dong Qing's eyes were fixed on the backpack next to the half body. From the open backpack, Dong Qing saw a box of biscuits.

Licking his lips, Dong Qing did not dare to show the slightest gesture, and lowered his breathing, like an inconspicuous stone, hiding behind the alley to observe quietly.

In the face of these living dead, his mood changed from fear at the beginning, to hatred later, to the current situation.

Any special mood swings will change Dong Qing's breath. The nose of the living dead is sharp. He has learned several lessons.

So he had to get over his fear and imagine that it wasn't a horrible living dead man, but a cat and a dog.

Dong Qing is like a patient hunter, he is waiting, waiting for the living dead to leave after eating and drinking.

According to his experience, a half-human corpse can be eaten by the living dead in only fifteen minutes.

The fact is not much different from what Dong Qing predicted. To be on the safe side, Dong Qing waited for half an hour until the living dead had eaten and left and disappeared, and then walked out.

No matter what is left in the backpack, just pick it up and run.

"Hu, hu~" Dong Qing, who hid again, gasped for breath, just sprinting for such a short distance, his lungs burned in panic.

"I didn't expect to be so lucky today." Dong Qing was very happy. In addition to a box of biscuits, there was half a bottle of water in this backpack.

The packaging of the biscuits is still relatively complete. It seems that the survivor was unlucky, and was eaten by the living dead before he even took a bite.

The half bottle of water was a little cloudy, Dong Qing didn't care, opened it and smelled it, then raised his head and took a sip.

With a sigh of relief, Dong Qing carefully placed the water and biscuits on the inside of the backpack behind him.

There is not much water at home. Yesterday, Xiaoya gave Dong Qing a hot towel, but she used up half of the last water. This time Dong Qing had to bring back two bottles of water when she came out.

If Dong Qing was alone with a box of biscuits and half a bottle of water, he could go home now, but he still has Xiaoya and the others, so he has to continue his adventures today.

Passing through the wreckage of one car after another, passing through the broken shop facades one after another, Dong Qing walked south at a steady speed.

Along the way, except for the living dead that can be seen everywhere, not even a single other creature can be seen.

There are many survivors in this demolition area. This 'many' is relative to 'none'. There are 20 or 30 survivors in the demolition area of ​​Nuoda. This number is indeed compared to the number of survivors lingering in other urban areas. , is a lot.

Dong Qing also didn't expect to meet the same kind as soon as he came out. Each of these scavengers has their own hiding place, and outsiders don't know where it is.

Just like where Dong Qing lives, no one would have imagined that he lives next door to a mutant beast.

Even if they knew where Dong Qing lived, most of those people would not dare to come to fight the autumn wind. If the group of people in the coal mine in the west wanted to deal with Dong Qing, they had to consider whether they could handle a mutant dog.

Now Dong Qing is crawling under the chassis of a red car, crawling forward.

The red sedan could have been other colors, but it is now red, with human blood covering the skin of the car.

The insoluble stench and the pungent smell of gasoline perfectly concealed Dong Qing's breath.

The gasoline smell was caused by Dong Qing himself. He opened the fuel tank of the car.

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Afraid of exposing himself, another is that he has to get some gasoline.

Gasoline has many uses, whether it is cooking on a fire, or building a gasoline bomb, it is a good choice.

As I said before, Dong Qing is a technical houseman. This guy knows a lot of things. The method of making petrol bombs is very simple. The only troublesome thing is to be careful when igniting.

The living dead are not afraid of fire, but they hate flames, and the flames are hot enough to scorch them.

Well used, this is a big killer.

There was not a lot of oil in the car, so it took Dong Qing a long time to pick up two-thirds of the bottle.

After stuffing some cotton and a piece of toilet paper as a lead, a simple combustion bottle was quickly made by Dong Qing.

Putting it carefully into the small pocket at his waist, Dong Qing was lying on the bottom of the car, quietly observing the surroundings.

On the street in front, there are two living dead cruising on the left and one on the right, both walking aimlessly.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Dong Qing couldn't help but feel anxious.

He chose to come out in the afternoon. During the day, it was the world of mutant beasts, and at night, it was the home of the living dead. The period between three in the afternoon and nightfall was the best time for him to come out.

Glancing at the watch on his wrist, the hands pointed to 5:30 PM.

Fifteen minutes later, if it still doesn't work, I can only go back today. Dong Qing thought to himself.

He has lived so long, a sane mind is his greatest strength, and he is rarely reckless.

five minutes later.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!" "Squeak!"

There was a rush of screams, and Dong Qing's eyes were fixed on the manhole cover somewhere on the road in front of the right.

The movements of the living dead were only slightly slower than Dong Qing's eyes, "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" A series of four living dead rushed out from all directions and rushed towards the manhole cover.

Good guy, four heads, not three heads, Dong Qing secretly praised his calmness.

In addition to the three living dead on the street, there is another one hidden in a shabby house on the side of the road, which Dong Qing had not found before.

The speed of the four living dead was very fast, and after jumping to the side of the manhole cover, they hit the manhole cover.

Below is the fresh flesh and blood they eagerly yearn for. The actions of these living dead are very brutal, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of the impact came, as if it was not their body.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!" The voice became more urgent.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!" This time, it was not only the top that was colliding, but it seemed that something below was also eager to come out.

Dong Qing's heart sank, and he hurriedly crouched under the car, even ignoring the pungent smell that made him dizzy, rolling back and forth in the gasoline pool.

He has heard this sound no less than three times in the past two months, and the mutant dog Ah Huang often brings this kind of prey back.

"Bang!" The stone manhole cover was finally shattered by the alternating force inside and out.

In an instant, three brown-black fluffy mutant creatures rushed out.

Mutant rat!

Looking at the three mutant mice whose physique was comparable to the size of the previous domestic dog, Dong Qing lowered his body even lower.

The two incisors of the mutant mouse were like two sharp daggers at this time, and the yellow-orange ones flashed with cold light.

As soon as it appeared, he fought with the four living dead.

Not only did the living dead take the mutant mice as food, but the three mutant mice also took the living dead as their food rations.

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