This is a realistic story...
[Constitution +10]
You can only output if you are alive. Otherwise, you will have high attack and low defense, and if you are accidentally stabbed by a zombie, you will directly become an elite monster.
How unfair!
[Constitution breaks through 20, gains characteristics: fast healing, poison resistance (weak)]
Any unexpected surprises? !
Fang Ming suddenly felt a warm current flowing through his limbs and bones. His whole body crackled and he grew a little taller. Finally, he was only 1.8 meters tall after rounding off.
Looking at his body, he found that he had various old scars from years of hard labor, but they were all healed after this strengthening treatment.
He felt that his physical condition had never been so good, as if he had endless energy.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Chen Yuan lay on the bed and trembled.
"Brother...I can't do it anymore..."
…
Although he had only slept for three hours, Fang Ming felt energetic and not sleepy at all.
Early in the morning, Fang Ming used the [Administrator Log] function to freely enter and exit the dormitory and searched all the locked rooms in the building.
A large amount of supplies and food were harvested, especially precious supplies such as canned bread, sugar, salt and medicine.
For this purpose, he even found the time to clear out the clutter in Room 302 and used it specifically to store supplies, otherwise his small rental house would be too full to hold them.
In addition, he was pleasantly surprised to find a better weapon.
A large claw hammer!
The hammer handle is made of reddish brown wood, estimated to be half a meter long, and the hammer head weighs less than a pound, so it looks at least durable.
One side can be used to smash and the other side can be used to poke. This craniotomy tool is definitely more useful than a hatchet.
There was a notch on that hatchet last night, so Fang Ming retired it.
This busy work lasted the whole morning.
While he was running up and down, he also carefully observed the situation outside.
On the streets, zombies gathered in groups of three or five, wandering around aimlessly. Those who were still alive at this time were not fools. Everyone was lying in wait, waiting for rescue or for the supplies to run out.
After all, zombies really bite people when they catch them. People who have lived in peacetime for too long will not make up their minds to face such monsters so quickly.
At lunch, Fang Ming finished his meal with a frown on his face, while Chen Yuan, who was sitting opposite him, kept her head buried in her rice bowl, nibbling at the food.
But he still finished the meal. After all, when he was in the most difficult time, he even went to the trash can to look for food and swallowed any food.
After dinner, he finally made a comment.
"If the food is too salty, add water. If the food is too bland, add salt. Also... remember to add oil."
"I'm sorry." Chen Yuan's face turned red. She felt very ashamed that she couldn't even do such a small thing.
"It's human nature." Fang Ming understood very well. For a rich person like Chen Yuan who had never done any housework, it was expected that her cooking would be bad.
"I'm going to go out for a look this afternoon, so please lock the door."
"Ah? There are so many zombies on the street, at least hundreds or even thousands. How can you handle them all by yourself..."
Chen Yuan was worried, "Why don't we wait for two more days? Maybe the authorities will send troops over..."
Fang Ming shook his head without explaining anything. "I won't go out to the streets. I'll just go to the alley to check the situation."
Chen Yuan knew she had no right to persuade him, so she could only nod, "I always feel anxious if you're not around..."
The world had been turned upside down, and she was afraid that she would be doomed if she wasn't careful, so she subconsciously wanted to rely on this man.
He is also reassuringly reliable.
…
The urban village is a group of closely packed buildings, which are interconnected yet narrow and chaotic. The entrance to almost every building is hidden in deep alleys.
In an alley, Fang Ming, fully equipped with a raincoat, a mask, gloves and rain boots, pushed open the door on the first floor.
Three wandering zombies at the corner of the alley heard the noise and limped over.
Fang Ming felt the surging energy and adrenaline in his body, and he waved the claw hammer casually in his hand.
"You three are surrounded by me."
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