Chen Tinghan observed for a while, roughly determined the location and number of some survivors, and then he left the dormitory.

He plans to come again tomorrow to bring warmth.

There is also a survivor base at Jiangzhong University in the cafeteria, and there are quite a few people inside.

Get on the motorcycle and follow the navigation towards Da Chu Zhai.

Not long after, he stopped in front of Da Chu Zhai.

This is the cafeteria of Jiangzhong University.

According to the information seen on the forum, there are probably more than two to three hundred people living here.

Da Chu Zhai is square, five stories high, and connected to a warehouse.

There are four doors in the cafeteria, all of which are rolling doors.

At this time, there were already quite a few zombies surrounding the cafeteria, so densely packed that there might be tens of thousands of them.

They're squeezing these roller shutters.

With so many zombies pushing together, the rolling door was completely deformed. There must be tables and chairs blocking it from inside.

There were also chairs and other things blocking the window, blocking it.

The entire Da Chuzhai was very quiet and pitch black.

Chen Tinghan circled Da Chu Zhai twice.

Through the window, you can see a lot of people gathered on the third floor.

A fire was burning inside.

The survivors found a place to sleep on the table.

They are living relatively well now because there is a warehouse connected to the house, which contains a lot of rice, flour, and some basic grain, oil and other supplies.

But there isn't much of this food.

The biochemical crisis broke out in early August, when college students were already on vacation.

There are only a few students who stay on campus, exchange students, a few graduate students and faculty members living there.

Therefore, Jiangzhong University only opened two canteens.

Da Chuzhai only prepared food for three days.

In fact, a large part of the zombies surrounding the cafeteria and dormitory apartments are not students or faculty members of Jiangzhong University.

But it is attracted from outside.

Some time ago.

You can always see the helicopter flying from south to east, looking for the professor named Yang Qiuzhan.

The noise of helicopter propellers is quite loud.

So it attracted a large number of zombies to gather here.

This is also the reason why the zombies in Jinxiu Mansion and the old community on Chen Tinghan's side were killed one after another.

I continued to scout the surrounding environment and got a general understanding.

Chen Tinghan rode on the big devil and drove away on the motorcycle.

The women here can work for her and join his team.

in addition.

It is also a hassle to accommodate these people.

Jinxiu Haoting can no longer meet survival needs.

Chen Tinghan and his woman need to find a larger living space.

The Swan Lake Villa area is pretty good.

The environment is beautiful and there are very few zombies.

There is also a warehouse and a medical team inside.

If we can occupy that place, we can then slowly plan to take over Jiangzhong University...

Riding on the big devil, he quickly left Jiangzhong University and returned home.

Meanwhile, things in the boys' dormitory were still going strong.

Fang Yun felt extremely depressed when he saw the man leave.

His chance to be rescued just slipped away from him. He should have been braver.

"Fang Yun, do you want that person to save you?"

"Don't dream. How could he save a loser like you?"

Several slaps landed on Fang Yun's head.

Then a stream of saliva sprayed on his face.

It was the schoolmate he rescued who was talking to him.

This alumnus is not strong, but he knows this black man.

The dark-skinned man also slapped Fang Yun.

Fang Yun turned 360 degrees on the spot, then fell on the bed next to him, his face suddenly swollen.

This slap was really hard.

The dark-skinned man said with a grin, "Weaklings like you are the most annoying."

"It's no use asking others for help. You can only rely on yourself!"

He is dark-skinned and rather stocky, perhaps about 1.8 meters tall.

Fang Yun is only 1.7 meters tall, a head shorter than him.

The dark-skinned man knows the other guy, they are in the same group.

Fang Yun covered his swollen face, feeling extremely aggrieved.

He forced a smile, swallowed his grievances and said, "Thank you, Brother Mu. I will remember your teachings."

He didn't know what he had done wrong to be treated like this.

You know, his parents had never beaten him like this before.

He hated this damn doomsday!

He hates these two people!

Fang Yun really wanted to escape from here.

But there are so many zombies downstairs, how can I escape?

There is no way!

"That's right!"

The dark-skinned man patted Fang Yun's shoulder, walked over, took out some biscuits from the box, and started eating with his companions.

They still had a small amount of food, which, if they were frugal, would last them three days.

Fang Yun watched them eating the food he had foraged, and felt extremely sad and angry.

He reached under the mattress and felt for a pair of scissors.

"Eat, boy!"

At this time, the black man threw a biscuit to him.

"Thanks."

Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the biscuit and chewed it slowly.

Take a step back and the sky will be wider. I will spare you first.

The dark-skinned man glanced at Fang Yun, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

This kid is very easy to control!

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"Husband, you're back."

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