On the third day of the apocalypse, Han Yang still got up early.

Today he didn't rush to exercise, but instead had a big meal and started preparing to go out.

He was still dressed in a windbreaker and jeans, and the magazine wrapped around his arm had not been taken off.

The long-handled umbrella is no longer suitable for him now, it is too light.

But there were no better weapons, so we had to make do with what we had.

The claw hammer on his waist had been cleaned long ago, and he also packed some things that might be useful.

Such as ropes, fruit knives and so on.

Finally, I carried a large empty backpack so that if I could collect any supplies, I would have something to put in it.

When he finished getting dressed, Chen Fang just walked out of her room.

"Are you...ready to go out?"

Chen Fang's eyes were a little evasive at first, but when she saw Han Yang's outfit, she immediately became concerned.

"good!"

Han Yang stared at her shorts for a few seconds and smiled brightly.

"You look great today!"

Chen Fang blushed slightly, not daring to look at him, and whispered:

"Then...be careful, I...I'll wait for you to come back!"

"Don't worry, I will come back safely just for what you said!"

After Han Yang finished speaking, he walked to the security door at the entrance.

He didn't rush to open the door, but instead looked through the peephole first.

Su Zhongping made too much noise that day, and he ran all the way back, so it's hard to say that there were no zombies following him.

The cat's eye has a limited field of view, but it can generally see whether there are any human figures in the area near the door.

After making sure there were no zombies outside, Han Yang carefully opened the door.

Chen Fang stared at his every move nervously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw there were no zombies outside.

Han Yang did not close the door immediately, but looked around first to make sure he could retreat in time if anything went wrong.

The building they live in is a multi-story building with six floors in total. There is no elevator and two households on each floor. They are on the fifth floor.

The gate opposite is now closed and the fifth floor is temporarily safe.

Han Yang stuck his head in the middle of the stairs and looked up and down.

There was no one on the fourth floor, and no movement on the sixth floor.

Only then did he close the door behind him.

In order to ensure the safety of his retreat, Han Yang did not go down.

Instead, he held a long-handled umbrella, pointed upstairs, and walked up step by step.

The corridor is narrow, barely allowing two people to walk side by side.

If a zombie attacks from upstairs, it would be difficult for ordinary people to avoid it.

Han Yang walked half a floor, then leaned over to take a look.

Fortunately, the doors of the two households upstairs were closed, and there was nothing in the corridor except the shoe rack.

Han Yang walked to the sixth floor and made sure nothing was missed before turning around and walking downstairs.

It is much safer to go down. Han Yang is in a high position and can easily poke the zombies with his long-handled umbrella.

The fourth floor was safe and both households had their doors closed.

When I reached the third floor, I saw a door half open, but there were no zombies in the corridor. There was only a trail of blood on the ground flowing downstairs.

The bloodstains were dark red and had completely dried up. They must have been left there two days ago.

Han Yang did not rush into the house, but closed the door.

He had to ensure the safety of the corridor first, and there would be plenty of time to explore it slowly later.

Continuing down, when he reached the second floor, Han Yang's expression froze.

A figure stood quietly on the platform between the second and first floors.

A zombie?

Han Yang narrowed his eyes and tapped lightly on the corridor handrail with the long-handled umbrella in his hand.

"when!"

The sudden explosion broke the silence in the corridor.

The zombie turned around and saw Han Yang, and immediately staggered towards him.

Han Yang stood there motionless. When he saw the zombies had climbed halfway up the stairs, he suddenly exerted force.

The long-handled umbrella in his hand left a trail of shadow and poked towards the zombie's head.

“Puff!”

The sound of eyeballs exploding was heard, and the tip of the umbrella went straight into the zombie's brain through the eye sockets quickly and accurately.

Unfortunately, the umbrella was not strong enough and could not penetrate any further after poking into the brain.

If he had a crowbar in his hand, Han Yang was confident that he could have pierced the zombie's brain with that blow.

But this is enough now. The zombies that were roaring and running just now immediately turned into corpses and fell down motionless.

Han Yang didn't stop. Seeing that the door on the first floor was also closed, he immediately ran to the door of the unit.

The noise just now was quite loud and might attract zombies.

But it was too late. A zombie rushed towards him. Han Yang looked stern. He aimed at the distance and rushed forward with the umbrella in his right hand.

The zombie opened its mouth to bite, causing the umbrella to deflect and pierce into the zombie's mouth.

The tip of the umbrella pierced through the body, but the zombie did not die and was still struggling to grab Han Yang.

Han Yang's expression remained unchanged. He quickly took two steps back, pulled out his umbrella, and at the same time, holding the claw hammer in his left hand, he smashed it on the head of the zombie that was rushing forward due to inertia.

"puff!"

The powerful force caused the claw hammer to sink deep into the zombie's skull, and dark red blood and turbid white brain matter splattered everywhere.

This time the zombie was deader than dead. It fell to the ground, twitched a few times and stopped moving.

But the crisis was not over. Following this zombie, two more zombies pounced on him like mad dogs.

"Why are there so many zombies at the door?"

Han Yang didn't have time to think about it and immediately ran back to the first floor.

The first floor is exactly four steps above the ground, creating a certain height difference, allowing Han Yang to look down from a high vantage point.

He did not look back, but with his skill and courage, he exerted force with his legs, twisted his waist and turned around.

The umbrella was like a sudden counterattack, stabbing at the zombies following closely behind.

“Puff!”

The arrow successfully hit the zombie's eye again, and the zombie was immediately fixed in place.

But the other zombie did not stop and slipped through the gap next to this zombie.

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