Chapter 22 Sailing Carnival 22
Fu Anan carried the wooden ladder and walked inside with a slightly relaxed mood. The closer he got to the container, the more foul smell lingered in his nose.
Fu Anan sniffed, thinking the air would be better on the boat. She found a handkerchief to cover her nose and continued walking in the direction she had chosen.
Outside the hut, Fu Yizhi opened the door and looked at the person at the door with cold eyes.
"Sir."
When Sun Caiyan saw Fu Anan leaving, she stood guard at the door and looked at Fu Yizhi with a tentative and flattering look.
It didn't matter if Fu An'an didn't want her anymore. The man in front of her was handsome, skilled, and most importantly, he had a gun! After just one look, Sun Caiyan set her sights on him.
"Sir, can you take me in?" Sun Caiyan revealed her most delicate and charming side, looking pitifully at Fu Yizhi. "My companions and I had some misunderstandings, and now I'm all alone, and it's dark and scary outside."
Fu Yizhi didn't respond at all and treated her as air.
Sun Caiyan bit her lip, clasped her hands together and begged Fu Yizhi, "Sir, I don't know how long it will take for the freighter to dock. I can't do it alone. Please help me."
"roll."
The door slammed shut.
Being driven away like air, Sun Caiyan bit her lower lip, glanced at the door angrily, and walked away with resentment.
On the other side, Fu Anan continued walking towards the container carrying a wooden ladder.
However, the closer you get to the center of the container, the stronger the stench becomes, and the smell is particularly similar to the smell of rotting corpses in the cabin below.
Fu Anan's pace slowed down...
The containers were stacked very high. Fu Anan stood at the bottom, looking at the dark red container next to it.
The container's legs were rusted, and rusty water gathered around them, further decaying the exterior. The serial numbers were blurred and unrecognizable. Fu Anan was about to leave when she suddenly noticed a hole in the corner of the container, and something seemed to be shaking inside.
Curiosity made her squat down and slowly move closer to see what it was.
Swish.
A pale finger, its fingertips painted with bright red nail polish, stretched out from the hole. The finger twisted stiffly in the air, its flesh scraped by the sharp edge, and dark blood slowly seeped out.
Fu Anan took out a kitchen knife and gently moved the finger.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash from the container.
The sound was like a drop of water falling into hot oil, causing a huge reaction. The contents of the dozens of containers around it could no longer bear the loneliness. The unique roars of zombies, the sounds of crashing, the scraping of nails and teeth against the iron of the containers...
These voices surrounding Fu Anan made her scalp tingle.
Damn it!
Fu Anan threw down the wooden ladder and ran back quickly.
"Master Fu, something bad has happened. The containers in Area B are full of zombies!"
Fu Anan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and closed the doors and windows of the cabin.
Fu Yizhi wasn't surprised to hear this, his expression calm, "It's not just Area B. Seventy percent of the containers in the four major areas are filled with zombies."
Fu Yizhi arrived a day earlier than Fu Anan and had already surveyed the entire deck.
Seventy percent!
Now it was Fu Anan's turn to lose his temper.
I thought it was safer on the deck, so I risked my life to come out. Now I have walked straight into a zombie den.
Fu Anan sat down on the ground exhausted, silently wiping away tears. "This damn game is so disgusting. It doesn't explain anything and just makes people step on landmines. Seven layers of containers, how many zombies are there?"
Fu Yizhi: "About 20,000."
"How do you know? Have you counted?"
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