Chapter 65 A large number of customers

"You guys aren't going out this afternoon? Don't you need to kill zombies to save up crystal cores?"

Xia Yan was surprised to find that Fu Zhao and the other two actually took naps and went downstairs on time. They sat on the sofa with their legs crossed and asked her to find a struggle drama to watch.

Xia Yan handed over the remote control and let them choose whichever they wanted.

Anyway, she is tired of idol dramas now, so it's a good time to change her taste.

"No need, we'll be leaving tomorrow. We still have some tasks to complete." Fu Zhao leaned forward, took the fruit basket, and casually broke off a banana.

Just as Xia Yan was about to speak, he received the points card thrown to him.

"Here's the card, use it as you like."

Boss! 666!

Song Yang secretly raised a thumbs up, bumped shoulders with Gao Feibai, and raised his eyebrows.

Fu Zhao leaned on the sofa, put one hand on it, and stretched out his long legs in an unrestrained manner.

Feeling that his legs were about to touch her, Xia Yan speechlessly retracted her legs.

Never mind, they're leaving tomorrow anyway.

Song Yang waited for a long time but heard nothing further. He couldn't help but ask her, "Boss Xia, aren't you curious about where we're going? Or when we'll be back?"

Xia Yan asked back, "Isn't this the guests' private matter?"

Song Yang glanced at the people around him and smiled meaningfully, "Boss Xia is different, he can ask!"

"Yes, Boss Xia, you can ask anything, no taboos!" Gao Feibai, who was peeling oranges, was also happy.

It's rare for the boss to meet someone he likes, so all brothers have to help.

"We're going to Shangyang Base tomorrow and will probably stay there for half a month." Fu Zhao took out an orange from the fruit basket in a good mood, peeled it and handed it over.

"No, thank you."

Fu Zhao and the other two chatted with each other, quickly closing the distance between them and acting as if they knew each other well.

Xia Yan understood it clearly, but was too lazy to waste words. He thought that the more he explained, the more excited the other party would become.

She flatly declined the orange he offered her, stood up and left, sitting behind the cashier.

Rejected, Fu Zhao withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, broke the orange into small pieces, and ate it slowly while watching TV.

A burst of gunfire could be heard from the TV. The protagonist raised his empty Type 28 rifle and shouted with all his might, "Comrades! Charge!"

The loud horn sounded, and the soldiers shouted "Charge!" and rushed down from a height like a mountain torrent, each of them ready to die.

At the same time, Xia Yan noticed a group of panicked survivors appearing on the street corner.

"We're here! That's the resort hotel!!"

Some people in the crowd raised their fingers and looked at the hotel with excitement, almost crying.

God knows how they got here!

There were countless zombies on the road. They hid and ran for their lives before they escaped from the zombies.

It was so hot that clothes clung to my body and there was a puddle with every step I took.

They were hungry, thirsty and weak, and they survived only by the desire to survive.

Now they finally saw the resort hotel. It was right in front of them. As long as they went in, they would be able to survive!

"Run! The zombies behind are chasing us again!!"

Suddenly, someone at the end of the team screamed and shouted, and pushed the person in front hard, fearing that he would be caught by the zombies.

"Run, run! Zombies are coming! Run into the hotel!"

The person in front was shocked, dragged his sore legs hard, and sprinted to a nearby place with all his strength.

Xia Yan walked out of the cashier counter and opened the door to welcome customers.

She recognized several faces in the crowd, including Qi's parents, Wang Xuewei, the old lady and her two grandchildren.

These are the survivors from the third base.

"Oh, are they here to escape?" Song Yang and the other two also saw it, but he deliberately made a witty remark.

Fu Zhao still maintained the most comfortable sitting posture. When he heard the noise, he just turned his head to look, and then looked away when he saw nothing unusual.

There is no shortage of refugees in the apocalypse.

"Boss Xia! That person standing at the door is really Boss Xia! He actually runs a hotel!"

Wang Xuexi looked up at Wang Xuewei. It turned out that what his sister said was true! His sister did not lie to him!

Everyone was originally skeptical. They came here solely because they believed what Qi Hua and their own children said. They didn't expect that what the children said was true!

Through the bright windows, they could clearly see that the room was clean and tidy. There were even three people sitting on the sofa.

watch TV!

How is this possible!

Doomsday has existed for several years, how is it possible to receive a signal?!

"The one in front! Run faster! If you can't run anymore, get out of the way!"

The survivors at the end of the team were almost utterly devastated, watching the zombies getting closer and closer! Why weren't the people in the front running as fast as they could? They didn't care about other people's lives, did they?

"Hurry up, those in front!" Qi Hua took a deep breath, endured the pain in his chest, and shouted loudly.

The hotel is right in front of us. We have come this far despite all the difficulties. This is just the last step left. We must not make any mistakes!

The core figure spoke, and the people in front had to use all their strength and rush forward for their lives!

It’s almost there, we’ll be there soon, we must hold on a little longer!

Xia Yan ignored their pale faces and looked at the last one.

As the crowd approached, she finally saw clearly that the zombies chasing them were mostly level 2 zombies!

No wonder he ran so desperately.

She took a few steps back to make room.

Everyone who suddenly stopped held their hands on their knees, gasping for breath, their faces frighteningly pale.

"Come in, come in, are you in? Huh, huh." Qi's mother felt dizzy and black in her head, and she forced herself to support her body.

After Qi Hua took a deep breath, the pain in his chest began to ease. He looked back and saw that the second-level zombies that had been chasing them all the way were now buzzing around like headless flies.

"It's okay, the zombies can't get in."

What you hear is not as good as what you see.

After personally confirming that zombies could not enter the hotel, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and their bodies involuntarily collapsed to the ground.

The ground was filled with people lying in all directions, so crowded that there was no place to stand.

This group of people were short of water and were reluctant to wash their clothes. After an intense run, the soaked clothes gave off a strong fishy smell, even stronger than the smell of rotten dead fish.

Even the three people watching TV on the sofa couldn't stand it anymore. They fanned their noses and looked uncomfortable.

Not to mention Xia Yan.

"Captain Qi, please open the door." Her expression was very stiff.

"No! Zombies will come in if you open the door!" Several people at the door stopped Qi Hua and refused to let him open the door.

"It's okay, the zombies can't get in. Open the door quickly, the room stinks."

Qi Hua turned around and saw Xia Yan's face flushed, and his face also turned red, but one was holding it in, and the other was embarrassed.

He pushed the door open despite everyone's resistance.

Fresh air flowed in, diluting the smell. Xia Yan had endured it to his limit and finally opened his nose.

"Look, there's water in the refrigerator!"

"There are also boxed lunches here!!"