Chapter 12 Sailing Carnival 12
Fu Anan stood guard at the door, eating an apple and recording how many survivors had passed by.
From the thirteenth day until now, a total of twenty-one crew members had attempted to escape to the kitchen, with sixteen having succeeded. The number of zombies outside was between one hundred and ninety and two hundred and ten.
Fu Anan counted the zombies outside again through the cat's eye.
Perhaps because he was too engrossed, he didn't notice a zombie approaching slowly until it blocked the cat's eye.
Bang--
The zombie banged its head against the door, frightening Fu Anan so much that she fell to the ground.
Perhaps it heard the noise, the zombie hit harder, attracting other zombies in the corridor.
wipe!
Fu Anan took several steps back, holding the kitchen knife tightly in his hand.
At this moment, there was a sound of a door opening, and someone else could no longer hold on and fled to the kitchen. This happened at the right time, attracting the zombies at her door.
Fu Anan leaned on the door and looked out. It was the fat man who lived opposite her.
After not seeing him for a few days, the fat guy had become thinner due to hunger.
Fu Anan looked at him in surprise. He had been scratched by zombies before, but he didn't mutate!
Is he an exception?
Or is it that mutations can only be transmitted if bitten by a zombie?
Fu Anan watched the fat man run to the kitchen door and then hide in the kitchen. In the next two days, no one escaped to the kitchen again.
Fu Anan guessed that there might be no one in the other rooms, and she was the only one left in the middle and back part of the cabin.
Day 18 of Sea Survival
Fu Anan listened to the sounds of zombies moving back and forth and banging against the wall outside. She even had to eat an apple slowly, not daring to make too much noise.
In addition, there was a problem with the water source. Two days ago, the water in the tap turned yellow and had a faint fishy smell.
Fortunately, there were still thirty-six bottles of mineral water in the space thanks to the space props. In addition, there was still a space of fruit, twenty-seven bags of instant noodles, stone whole wheat bread, and a space of medical supplies.
These things gave her a lot of sense of security.
Sizzle——
The lights overhead flickered.
Fu Anan's heart skipped a beat and she looked up. Fortunately, the lights came on again soon.
Fu Anan stood up, barefoot on the ground covered with a blanket. It was a pity that she didn't bring a few books with her. In a life of survival, the only way to pass the time was to do silent radio gymnastics.
Just then, a sound came from the direction of the kitchen.
“What, what are you doing?
You can’t do this!”
save--"
The sound stopped abruptly.
A man's body was thrown out from the kitchen. Fu Anan's eyes widened. This man was the captain of the Homeward Bound. The zombies rushed forward to eat the captain's flesh and blood.
Something seems to have happened in the kitchen.
Fu Anan couldn't see what was happening, and there was no movement at the door. Only the captain's body, gnawed to a skeleton, staggered to its feet after more than six hours and joined the ranks of the zombies.
The time it takes to become a zombie has been shortened, which is not good news.
Day 19 of Sea Survival
Seeing that they were one step closer to success, two more people, or rather two corpses, were thrown out of the kitchen. This triggered another round of scramble among the zombies. In less than six hours, two fresh zombies were produced.
The corpse transformation time is shorter.
Fu Anan tightly squeezed the homemade stress-relieving ball, trying to relieve tension, pressure and fear.
Relax, as long as she stays in the room and doesn't make any noise, she will be safe. Fu Anan kept comforting herself in her heart, there are still eleven days!
Clang-dang-dang——
A cell phone was thrown from the kitchen and landed in the back of the hallway.
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