Upon entering the bathroom, there wasn't anything messy or disorderly.
Three towels, a bathrobe, eight unopened rolls of toilet paper, a manual razor, an electric razor, and some bottles and jars.
Xia Ning simply removed the shower curtain and recycled it along with the shower curtain.
The kitchen contained only a pot and a few cups, indicating that the protagonist did not have the habit of cooking.
All that was left in the refrigerator were face masks and beer. Xia Ning checked the expiration dates; they weren't expired.
Fortunately, there was no food in the refrigerator, so there was no rotten smell. Even though the power was out, it was well sealed and there were no insects.
There were three packets of instant noodles on the top of the cabinet.
Xia Ning put them all away.
Turn left after exiting the building and enter 301. As soon as Xia Ning entered, she heard the sound of rushing water.
Following the principle that horror movies always plant a "surprise" in the bathroom, Xia Ning gripped the baseball bat in her hand and slowly walked towards the bathroom.
Several family photos hang on the living room wall, showing a family of three: young parents and their newborn baby.
The living room floor was still covered with a soft mat, which was now scattered with children's picture cards and soil brought out by fallen dead plants.
It was clear that the family had left in a great hurry; there were signs of chaos and turmoil everywhere.
Xia Ning walked step by step toward the source of the sound, and gently pushed open the bathroom door with the tip of a baseball bat. Through the frosted glass, Xia Ning could see the outline of a human figure.
The showerhead sprayed water continuously.
Xia Ning glanced at the bloody handprints remaining on her glasses and was certain that the person who had been submerged in the water had no heartbeat.
Sudden.
The figure behind the frosted glass began to ram against the glass door, causing the glass to vibrate.
The younger sister was also on Xia Ning's shoulder, grinning and making a teeth-baring sound.
Did you smell it?
Without hesitation, Xia Ning nocked an arrow and pierced the humanoid figure's head.
The frosted glass, as thin as paper, was pierced by a crossbow bolt, leaving a small hole. Then, cracks spread out along the small hole, and the shattered glass and the zombie fell down together.
Xia Ning took two steps back to avoid being hit by shards of glass.
The icy water fell like rain onto the mummy's head, which had been pierced through. No more blood could flow from the body, as the blood had already drained from the man's wound and been washed into the sewer by the water.
Yes, the male homeowner.
The body still vaguely resembles the facial features in the family photo, but the radiant smile from the picture is gone.
His wound was on his arm.
Xia Ning guessed that the male homeowner was bitten during the evacuation, so he let his wife and children go first, while he returned and locked himself in the bathroom to wait for death.
Xia Ning walked over and silently stabbed the fallen zombie in the heart.
The idea that zombies' weakness is in their heads is a movie/TV show concept. What if the zombies here rely on their hearts?
Once she was certain the other party was dead, Xia Ning silently recited a phrase from the core socialist values before starting to scavenge for supplies.
Because this family left in a hurry, they left behind a lot of supplies.
Besides toilet paper, shampoo, and shower gel, Xia Ning also found six packs of sanitary napkins in the storage cabinet under the sink.
The kitchen was full of baby formula containers, and the refrigerator was overflowing with food, which unfortunately spoiled.
There are also diapers and various cute little clothes in the bedroom.
Brand new, unworn children's clothing for children aged 0 to 5.
There was a parenting manual at the bottom of the wardrobe, which recorded the hardships of the mother during pregnancy and precautions for raising children. She kept the notes from when she found out she was pregnant until the day after giving birth.
The last page features a happy picture of the family of three in the delivery room, which is also the first family photo on the wall.
Below is a sentence written on it—
"Mom and Dad hope you grow up safely, healthily and happily."
In the study, sports magazines and fashion magazines were piled up in a corner, while various parenting guides were placed in a prominent position on the bookshelf.
Xia Ning also found some carpets, small plastic fences, and literacy flashcards.
It can be said that since the birth of the new life, everything in this family has revolved around the baby.
Xia Ning took away boxes and boxes of diapers and cotton cloth.
After searching the third floor, Xia Ning went down to the second floor and, as before, secured the door at the top of the stairs with wire.
Xia Ning first gave it a quick look around. The second floor was quite "clean." Apart from the rotting matter and garbage causing a lot of flies, she didn't see any zombies.
The water pipe in apartment 203 burst, and water spilled onto the ground, soaking and damaging wooden planks and piles of waste cardboard boxes in the corner.
Xia Ning found two boxes of unopened mineral water bottles, a number of energy drinks, and a small first-aid kit at this store.
There was a table in the bedroom, which was obviously used as an office desk. The computer had automatically shut down because it had been idle for too long.
Interestingly, there was coffee on the left and sleeping pills on the right.
Xia Ning seemed to see a corporate slave desperately drinking coffee to stay awake in order to meet work deadlines, but then couldn't sleep because he drank too much coffee and had to rely on sleeping pills to help him sleep.
It's a bit like the "punk health regimen" that used to be talked about online, like soaking goji berries in a Coke cup.
After ransacking several rooms, Xia Ning had enough drinking water for the time being, but food was scarce.
When we got to apartment 202, my little sister started meowing as soon as she got near the entrance.
A rotting corpse lay on the balcony, with dozens of flies buzzing around it.
It was the skeletal remains of a dog.
Perhaps it was injured somewhere, and its owner thought it would turn into a zombie, so they kept it on the balcony.
In reality, this Shiba Inu was not infected with the virus; it was chained up and starved to death.
My little sister let out a pitiful meow.
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