Chapter 90 It's pouring rain!
That evening, Xiao Zhao finally woke up from his coma.
Looking at the three familiar people in front of him, he didn't know how to express his gratitude.
In order to save him, all three of them practically walked through the gates of hell.
Li Shurou cooked some thin porridge and fed some to Xiao Zhao. His stomach felt warm and cozy, and soon he fell into a sweet sleep again.
As the saying goes, food is worse than medicine, and sleep is worse than food.
Over the next few days, Xiao Zhao recovered quickly and was no longer so sleepy. Although he was still unable to get up, it was clear that his mental state had recovered very well.
Han Shuo continued to go out every day to search for supplies, but the results were meager. At best, the amount of food he found could only sustain the four of them for two or three days.
On bad days, they reaped nothing and returned empty-handed.
It's clear how difficult it was to find food in small shops and supermarkets at that time; almost everything had been taken.
Han Shuo was cautious, and due to a shortage of manpower, he dared not go into large supermarkets to investigate.
He knew that there was definitely food in that place, but it was too dangerous. If he wasn't careful, he would be completely surrounded and killed by zombies.
And so, the four of them managed to get by.
However, good luck soon arrived, because yesterday, the fat man's body had fully recovered, and the aftereffects of the stimulant had completely disappeared.
After that, the fat man immediately went out with Han Shuo to search.
The two of them each carried a large backpack. The fat man said, "Since there are no more in the small shops and supermarkets, why don't we go and check the residential buildings?"
This one sentence made Han Shuo's eyes light up, and he discovered a new world.
"Yes, every household will store some food. Although most of it may have spoiled, things like rice, noodles and grains are still edible."
Han Shuo slapped his forehead speechlessly. Why hadn't he thought of such a simple question before?
Immediately afterwards, Han Shuo led the fat man to change direction, no longer going into those small shops, but instead searching house to house.
If the door locks could be pried open, Han Shuo would pry them open; if they couldn't be pried open, he would climb in through the window from the outside.
And believe it or not, the two of them made a fortune in just one day yesterday.
Her radiant smile couldn't be hidden, for she had discovered a new world.
With a bountiful harvest, Han Shuo and the fat man returned to their base with smiles on their faces.
In just one day, the four of them greatly increased their reserves.
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The next day, which is today.
Han Shuo and the fat man went out again, leaving Li Shurou at home to look after Xiao Zhao.
The area around the outpost was relatively safe, and with the curtains drawn and the door locked, as long as they didn't make too much noise, they wouldn't attract the attention of the zombies or survivors.
When it comes to food, the more the better.
...
"Han Shuo? What should we do today?" The fat man was even happier now that he was feeling better, and said with a grin.
"Same as yesterday, keep searching in the residential buildings." Han Shuo said without turning his head as he walked ahead.
"good."
"But we'll go further in today; we've already searched the whole area around here."
The two acted immediately, and yesterday they tasted success.
After spending half a day venturing deep into the city, the two began their plundering around noon.
When people get busy, they easily lose track of time.
It was around 3 p.m. at this time, which is usually when the two of them would be on their way back.
Today's harvest was also quite good. Before he knew it, Han Shuo looked up at the sky and found that it had darkened, with dark clouds covering the sky and thunder rumbling wildly in the clouds.
"Hey? It's going to pour rain!"
It doesn't usually rain much in the north during winter, but we've only been in the south for a short time and are about to experience our first rain.
Han Shuo quickly ran into the house to call Fatty back.
"Hurry up, stop pretending, it's already dark outside, let's go back!"
"Stop messing around, it's only afternoon, how can it be dark?" the fat man replied without looking up. He had just found a bunch of candy in the room, but it was scattered under the bed, and he was currently lying on the floor, reaching out with his hands.
"That's enough sugar. You love to eat it all the time. Aren't you afraid of getting diabetes? Hurry up, it's getting really dark. It's going to rain heavily."
Han Shuo walked over and kicked the fat man in the butt.
The fat man got up from the ground, turned around, pulled back the curtains, and looked out the window.
"Holy crap? It really is. Let's go, we won't take it."
As he spoke, he quickly ran outside with Han Shuo, not wanting to get soaked.
But it was a downpour after all. It got dark quickly, and the rain started falling just as fast. The two of them had just reached the entrance of the building when large raindrops began to fall.
The rain intensified instantly, splashing water droplets onto the ground.
"It's so big, there's steam rising from it." The fat man huddled in the doorway, peering outside.
Han Shuo stood to the side, frowning. The rain was so heavy that it was obstructing the view too much. If they encountered zombies along the way, it would be very dangerous.
"Forget it, let's go inside and take shelter first. The downpour probably won't last much longer. We'll go back inside when it stops."
"good."
The two returned to the room they had just been in, closing the door behind them.
The fat guy, being carefree, actually went under the bed to grab candy again.
Han Shuo walked to the window, leaned back quietly in his chair, slowly calmed himself down, lit a cigarette, and admired the rain scene outside.
Actually, Han Shuo used to love rainy days the most. The climate in the north is relatively dry, and rain always made him feel more comfortable.
Especially during such torrential rain, you can stay in your own room, wrapped in a thick blanket, and get some sleep.
Wow, that feeling was indescribable.
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The rain lasted longer than Han Shuo had imagined. He thought that the rain would stop in an hour, but unexpectedly, the downpour did not stop completely until evening.
The rain stopped, but it got really dark.
Walking at night is too dangerous.
Finally, the two discussed it and decided that they could only stay there for the night and return home at dawn.
In the evening, the two ate a simple meal and then sat together chatting.
Just then, the fat man inadvertently saw a red light in the distance through the window, like the light reflected from a flame.
"Hey, Han Shuo, look, it looks like there's a fire over there."
"You're talking nonsense. It just rained, how could it possibly catch fire?"
Despite saying that, Han Shuo still walked over.
"Huh, it really is. But it doesn't look like a fire. It looks like someone down below lit a fire to keep warm?"
After all, it had just rained, and even in the south, the temperature was still a bit cool.
"There are so many survivors in big cities, but they're really bold to light a fire so openly. Aren't they afraid of attracting zombies?"
"How about we go take a look?" The fat man's curiosity got the better of him.
"Hmm? Let's go take a look!" Han Shuo was also a little curious. Anyway, the two of them were just killing time, and he happened to have brought binoculars with him.
The two reached an agreement and ran towards the rooftop.
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