Chapter 30 The Door Was Destroyed

The door to the underground floor was actually destroyed!

The four of them looked at each other, and a foreboding premonition arose. They drove the car across the door to prevent more zombies from coming in. After picking up the supplies, the four of them quickly ran upstairs.

The continuous heavy rain before the end of the world almost flooded the first floor. Therefore, the residents on the first floor either moved to live with relatives during the rain or looked for empty houses upstairs to live in temporarily.

After the zombie outbreak, the residents on the second and third floors began to move upstairs out of fear.

The occupancy rate of this building is average, and there are many vacant rooms. After people moved out, a door was installed on the stairs leading to the second floor for safety reasons.

At this moment, even this door was destroyed.

The wooden door was not very strong and had many axe marks on it. The higher they went, the more nervous they became.

People have lived on the fifth floor since then, and the four people encountered the first batch of zombies, a total of six, both male and female.

Smelling the breath of living people, they pounced on him like hungry wolves.

"Deal with these first!"

Liang Ying chuckled softly, took out the military folding knife that Zhao Zifang had given him from his backpack, and rushed forward first with the whip in his other hand.

Before anyone else could take action, the six zombies had already been dealt with by Liang Yingsheng.

Looking at the pried-open doors of rooms 601 and 602, Liang Yingsheng knew that the residents inside were in great danger.

"Security Yan, you and classmate Zhao go and block the passage leading to this floor first. Zhimo and I will check if there are any hidden dangers in these two houses."

There is definitely no chance of finding any living people, but I am afraid there may be people who have not yet completely turned into zombies.

There was an old man living in Room 601. Liang Yingsheng and Liang Zhimo found him in the bedroom. A lot of flesh had been bitten off his arm, and there was a fruit knife stuck in his head. He must have been afraid of turning into a zombie, so he killed himself in his remaining consciousness.

Liang Yingsheng glanced at the photo of the old man's family on the bedside table, picked it up and placed it on his chest.

I hope that in another peaceful world without zombies, your family can be reunited!

A family of three lived in Room 602. As soon as they opened the door, three zombies rushed over with roars.

The younger one was only five or six years old. His fair and tender face was bitten into pits and one of his eyes was gouged out.

After taking care of the two big ones, Liang Yingsheng pointed at the small zombie and said, "I'll leave it to you, brother."

Liang Zhimo pursed his lips, and the little zombie had a ferocious expression. At this moment, the only thing in its mind was the desire for fresh meat.

Although the little zombie was ferocious, it was easy to deal with. After killing it, the two of them worked together to lock the family of three in the master bedroom.

This is not bad, it is better than separation from life and death.

All the food from both families was looted, but Liang Yingsheng still took a look around and put the useful furniture into the space.

In the old man's house, she even found a complete set of farming tools and nutrient soil.

After finishing the work, he went to the corridor to meet up with Yan Baoan and Zhao Zifang. The two of them had just blocked the stairs leading to the 5th floor.

"If there are more zombies, these things will be easily destroyed. We don't know how many zombies are upstairs right now, so everyone be careful!"

Zhao Zifang gripped the kitchen knife tightly, his face pale and bloodless.

Yan Baoan was also in a bad mood, his eyelids twitching violently. He was very worried about his mother and wife who stayed at home, as well as Jiang Mingfei and others, and didn't know how they were doing.

"Why would the gate be destroyed for no reason? Could it be the same group of people who robbed the building across the street last time?"

"It's possible. Teacher Jiang and his team are too ambitious in bringing supplies back. There are always people who are unwilling to take risks and want to get something for nothing."

After putting away the whip, Liang Yingsheng took out the boning knife he found from the old man.

Apart from the short handle that makes it easy to get into close contact with zombies, this knife is much more powerful than an ordinary kitchen knife.

If I improve it and add a longer handle, it will become another combat weapon.

"I'll go ahead. Everyone, don't spread out too much. Let's go to the 10th floor and check the situation first."

There were no living people or zombies on the 7th and 8th floors. There were so many residents in the entire building, and the door to the basement floor was open. It was impossible that only six zombies came in.

This means that the zombies are most likely gathered on higher floors.

When they reached the 9th floor, they finally heard the "ho ho" sound coming from the zombies' mouths. Liang Yingsheng gestured and stuck his head out. There were more than a dozen zombies gathered in the long corridor, and there were corpses of people who had just eaten living people on the ground.

Because it was eaten so cleanly, the chance of turning into a zombie is very small.

The four people didn't dare to make any sound. Liang Yingsheng pointed upstairs and signaled Liang Zhimo and Zhao Zifang to go and check the situation first. She and Yan Baoan stayed here to find a way to deal with these zombies.

After tiptoeing up the stairs, Liang Zhimo soon returned.

"There are zombies on the 10th floor too. Security guard Yan, you..."

Yan Baoan's eyes reddened, "Is it my mother and my wife..."

Liang Zhimo sighed and shook his head, "I didn't see my sister-in-law, but my aunt...she has turned into a zombie."

Yan Baoan's legs went weak and he hurriedly grabbed the handrail of the stairs to steady himself.

"Yan Baoan, I'm so sad. No one wants things to turn out like this."

Zhao Zifang whispered comfortingly.

"I'm fine. There must be people still alive in our building. Close the security door on the 9th floor and those zombies won't be able to get out."

As soon as the hand touched the door, it immediately made a creaking sound. The zombies had sensitive hearing and rushed over like crazy when they heard the sound.

Just as the first zombie's hand was about to reach out, Yan Baoan had just closed the door. Liang Yingsheng took out a small bundle of hemp rope and said, "Tie it to the door handle."

Zhao Zifang was a little surprised, "Sister Shengsheng, you actually carry a rope with you?"

"Ahem, just in case."

How could she carry it with her? She just took it out from the space.

When they reached the 10th floor, they saw zombies wandering in the corridor at a glance.

Yan Baoan's mother was among them. A large piece of flesh was missing from her shoulder, and blood had stained her floral short-sleeved shirt red. Her eyes were gray, and liquid mixed with blood kept dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Liang Yingsheng only dealt with a few other zombies, and Yan Baoan's mother was going to let him deal with it himself.

"My condolences, this is how the end of the world is. Yan Baoan, you should know what to do."

Holding the axe tightly in one hand, Yan Baoan was trembling all over as he looked at his mother who was trying desperately to eat him.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I'm an unfilial son. I can only help you end this pain as soon as possible."

After saying that, he raised the axe and chopped it down without hesitation.

His face was full of tears. Seeing his mother fall to the ground without any struggle, he knelt down and kowtowed three times. Then he went home and took out a quilt to wrap the body.

In the apocalypse, corpses were difficult to deal with and there were no conditions for cremation. Yan Baoan could only carry his mother back to her room, and then took out a bag of biscuits and a bottle of mineral water from his backpack and placed them on the bedside.

"Mom, I hope you can live a happy and long life in your next life."

(End of this chapter)