Chapter 194 Food and Water

"The stairs to the second floor are damaged, but still usable," Gouqie Tousheng said, "but the stairs to the third floor are not usable. They are already rotten."

Shen Yisui understood: "Okay."

As he spoke, he continued forward and pushed open the door of the room opposite.

He had heard reports that the ruined building on the edge of the West Side was the second most densely populated area for zombies. There were still resources inside, and almost everyone trapped inside would risk taking some food and water out.

If it was an ordinary zombie, it would be fine, but higher-level and conscious zombies would often use this as bait and deliberately lure ordinary people in.

Shen Yisui didn't know what the situation was in the small supermarket on the first floor. Cheng Jingyi was following him, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"I heard that in the end times, humans will also be affected and mutate. What is your supernatural power?" Gouqie Tousheng was floating beside Shen Yisui. He was quite curious about this and asked Shen Yisui.

Everyone who is still alive today has undergone some changes, and Shen Yisui is no exception.

When Shen Yisui heard Gou Jue Tou Sheng asking him, he sighed and said, "My ability is very ordinary and has no great use."

"It's okay, you have to be confident!" Gouqie Toutousheng continued to ask, "So what is it?"

Shen Yisui opened his hands and said, "Give me a drop of water, and I can make it freeze."

"What if I don't give you water?"

Shen Yisui withdrew his hand: "Then there is nothing."

"Uh." Gou Qie was silent for a second, "Then can you turn ice into water again? That would be super cool too!"

Shen Yisui shook his head: "No."

Survive and survive: "..."

The skills of cannon fodder are also cannon fodder.

He kept his mouth shut out of tact.

Shen Yisui didn't care much about this. In the end times, water resources were scarce, and the weather was so cold that the temperature even reached minus 80 degrees Celsius. There was no need for him to make ice.

He actually has no such skill.

Shen Yisui has long been accustomed to the gazes of people around him. He was born with a disability, and it is not easy for him to have superpowers now.

Shen Yisui walked into the next room. The layout of this room was obviously much better than the previous one.

Most of the facilities inside were still there. Although the machinery was severely damaged, the bedding and sheets were left. Shen Yisui walked through the corridor of the room. The entire wooden floor was simply covered with a blanket, which felt concave when stepped on.

Shen Yisui sensed the situation around him. He opened a small drawer and took out several cans of food.

If you can sneak up and observe the words, it means that the can has not expired yet.

Seeing this, Shen Yisui put all the cans into opaque bags.

The only food left in the room were these three cans. Shen Yisui searched the rest of the drawers and found nothing else except some needles and thread and unwanted clothes.

The knives in the kitchen had already rusted. Shen Yisui took out a foldable fruit knife, which was quite sharp, and put it into his pocket.

Cheng Jingyi had been following Shen Yisui, and Shen Yisui could sense his aura.

Every time he followed Shen Yisui at a distance of nearly ten meters, his eyes either gloomy or heavy, staring at Shen Yisui intently.

Shen Yisui took the things and went to the living room, where there were a few chairs and a round table. Shen Yisui put the things beside him, closed all the curtains by the window, and then took out a box of canned food.

His body had not yet fully recovered, and the wounds would easily break when he walked. Not to mention that there was a bloody hole on his forehead, from which a line of blood flowed from time to time, making him look like a newly mutated zombie.

There might be other people in the rest of the rotten building, so it would be better if Shen Yisui didn't let others see him in this state.

Nearly two hours of searching had made Shen Yisui hungry. He had just pulled the iron buckle on the can when he heard a hissing sound coming from the corner of the wall.

Shen Yisui: "..."

Cheng Jingyi was still at the corner. He might be squatting or standing, but his eyes were always on Shen Yisui.

Shen Yisui held the can in his hand. He remembered the benefits he had received from Cheng Jingyi before. After a moment of silence, he took out another can from the bag at his side.

"Don't stare at me. Here you go." Shen Yisui rolled the can in his hand along the ground to the corner of the wall.

He couldn't see and his control of strength was not precise, so the can eventually rolled to the edge of the sofa.

There was a dead look in Cheng Jingyi's eyes. When he saw Shen Yisui ignored him after throwing the can to him, he hesitated for a few seconds and slowly approached the sofa.

There was not much in the can of meat, only two or three hundred grams. Cheng Jingyi bit the edge of the can with the tip of his teeth, and he put force on his face, his hair hanging down, and moved his eyes forward.

Shen Yisui's way of eating canned food was obviously much smarter than his. He pinched the pull ring with his fingers and tore off the iron sheet inside the can with a little force.

Cheng Jing paused as he pretended to express his opinion, then he opened his mouth and looked down at the can in his hand.

It was exactly the same as the one in Shen Yisui's hand. The slogan engraved on the side of the can was exactly the same, and even the flavor was the same.

But the only thing missing from the iron sheet was a pull ring.

Cheng Jingyi's eyes flickered. He glanced at the can in Shen Yisui's hand and then looked down at his own. His face suddenly became a little ugly.

Shen Yisui was completely unaware of Cheng Jingyi's abnormality. He lowered his head and bit the meat in the can. He only felt that the meat was old and hard. Perhaps it had been stored for too long, and it even turned sour and had a strange smell.

Shen Yisui frowned and swallowed everything in the can without saying a word.

There were footsteps heard next to him. Shen Yisui stopped moving, put the can aside and turned his eyes to the side.

There was always a faint but audible smell on Cheng Jingyi, and Shen Yisui could sense it every time he approached.

"What?"

Cheng Jingyi stood beside Shen Yisui without moving. He was silent for a moment and then said, "I still want to eat."

Shen Yisui turned his head and said, "No more."

"have."

Shen Yisui ignored him completely: "No. There are only two in total, one for each of us."

Cheng Jingyi's face turned pale: "There are three."

"No. The third one is broken. It's in the drawer. If you don't believe me, go and look for it yourself." After Shen Yisui finished speaking, he threw the opaque bag beside him onto the table and continued speaking.

Cheng Jingyi was hesitant. He took the bag from the table and opened it. It was empty and there was indeed nothing inside.

He pursed his lips and stood beside Shen Yisui for nearly five or six minutes, then turned around and walked to the drawer.

Shen Yisui sensed that he was leaving, and held the only small can left in his pocket with his left hand.

The food in a can is still too little, two or three hundred grams, far from enough for an adult man. According to Cheng Jingyi's eating habits, no matter how much food he eats, it will not be enough for him to swallow in one bite.

"But if he can't find food, he will come and eat you again." Gou Jue Tou Sheng floated in the sky and reminded worriedly.

Shen Yisui: "..."