Chapter 9: Apocalypse Survival Guide
After entering the private room, Yan Qing waved her hand and asked the waiter to serve all the dishes.
In line with the principle of not wasting food, she boiled all the unfinished dishes and took them away in a takeaway box. She
also ordered hot pot soup base and hot pot dishes separately. As soon as she got into the car with her things, she put the packed hot pot directly into the space.
The car drove to the busy avenue and stopped in front of the sidewalk waiting for the traffic light. Yan Qing looked at the pedestrians on both sides of the road and lowered her eyes. After
returning to the hotel, she sat in the open-air garden of the presidential suite and watched the people coming and going on the street.
There were students walking together with laughter, there were white-haired couples talking and laughing hand in hand, and there was also a family pushing a stroller with happy smiles on their faces.
She was thinking, since she had lived a new life, should she do something...
A week later, the whole network was going crazy about "The Guide to Surviving the End of the World".
Netizen 1: Isn't this the most popular zombie story setting now? What's so surprising about it?
Netizen 2: Really? You believe this? It's obviously a rumor!
Netizen 3: Maybe it's true? Anyway, it's not difficult to stock up some supplies and some baseball bats. Even if the supplies are fake, they can be used normally. Just consider them as buying them in advance!
Netizen 4: If there are zombies, I will stand upside down and eat shit!
......
As the popularity of "The Guide to Surviving the End of the World" increased, it attracted the attention of the official, and it ended with a rumor-refuting post.
Yan Qing sat on the sofa in the living room of the presidential suite, holding her phone in her hand and reading the official rumor-refuting message.
She had already predicted this result in her heart. She knew that this news was incredible. If she hadn't lived a second life, she would not believe it.
But at least she did it, didn't she?
As long as one person believes this article, one more person will be able to survive.
"Ah!!!"
Screams came from the street outside the window, followed by noisy sounds, the sound of cars colliding, the screams of the crowd, and... the roar of zombies?
Yan Qing's pupils dilated twice as much in an instant.
The roar of zombies?
But, isn't there still more than a month left before the zombie outbreak?
How could it be ahead of schedule?
Could it be because of the butterfly effect caused by her rebirth?
Yan Qing didn't know.
She stood in front of the French window and looked downstairs. The pedestrians who used to come and go had now turned into scary zombies, roaring and rushing towards the person closest to them.
Those who had not turned into zombies were frightened and panicked by the scene before their eyes. Many people didn't know how to resist, and just instinctively ran forward for their lives.
[The first rule of the doomsday survival guide:
In the early stage of the zombie outbreak, most of the zombies are ordinary zombies, who can only walk, not run, and their walking speed is the same as that of adults.
All zombies' weaknesses: smash their heads with force or chop off their heads directly. ]
She watched people pushing each other to escape, and the children who had not turned into zombies stood there helplessly crying;
she watched people pushing people around them into the pile of zombies in the hope of escaping successfully;
she watched people downstairs who were bitten by zombies and did not finish eating them turned into zombies again and joined the zombie army;
she watched the cars on the street collide with each other uncontrollably, causing the city's traffic to gradually paralyze...
Yan Qing stood high on the roof of the hotel, taking in the tragic scene downstairs. She felt a little sorry, but she also felt deeply powerless.
Screams and roars continued to come from inside the hotel.
It was no longer safe here.
She should also go to collect the bills.
She put her few belongings into the space, and then took out an iron rod with spikes on the top.
Then she changed into clothes that were easy to move around in, put on a mask and a hat, and went down the safety stairs without hesitation.
She walked to the VIP garage safely and unimpeded all the way, and directly put her favorite mini into the space.
Listening to the constant crying, roaring and chewing sounds outside the garage through the wall, she turned and went up the stairs and decided to go out from the hotel lobby.
Although there are many zombies up there, there are many roads up there, and there are many places to hide,
but there is only one entrance and exit in the garage, which is more dangerous. She can only pray silently that the people in the garage can survive.
As soon as she stepped onto the last step, she heard chaos in the hall.
Men, women and girls alike were screaming like screaming chickens and couldn't stop.
"What are these? Aaaahhh!!!"
"It's zombies! It's zombies!"
"Run! They eat people!!"
...
"Everyone, calm down, let's kill these monsters together!"
Yan Qing's ears moved, the voice came from the hotel manager,
"Apocalypse... The apocalypse survival guide says these are ordinary zombies, just hit the head... just hit the head, weapons... weapons..."
The hotel manager was comforting the people who had not turned into zombies, while looking around for things that could be used as weapons.
Yan Qing looked at the special iron rod in her right hand, and while no one noticed her, she took out another special iron rod from the space and threw it to the hotel manager.
"Be quick, accurate, and ruthless!"
The hotel manager took the iron rod thrown by Yan Qing and watched Yan Qing, wearing a mask, shuttle among the zombies. No zombie was spared wherever she went.
While the hotel manager was stunned, Yan Qing saw a zombie approaching behind him. She could only warn him,
"Behind!"
The hotel manager woke up as if from a dream. He turned behind him and looked at the zombie only half a meter away from him. His hands holding the iron rod shook like a sieve.
At this time, the 1.9-meter-tall hotel manager was shaking all over because of the fear brought by the zombies, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Just when Yan Qing thought that he would be eaten by the zombie if he didn't take action, the strong desire to survive forced the hotel manager to raise his hands and hit the zombie's neck hard!
"Bang!!"
The zombie's head was smashed by the hotel manager and flew out, smashing into the arms of the receptionist who had turned into a zombie.
"We are saved!"
"Great! All the zombies have been killed!"
"Hey! That woman! Now I ask you to protect my safety!"
"Yes! You must protect our safety too!"
One of the young men raised his head and looked at people with his nose up, and pointed a finger at Yan Qing arrogantly.
Yan Qing turned her head to look at the group of survivors behind her, rolled her eyes and ignored them,
"This iron rod is for you, I wish you live."
After she finished speaking, she was ready to leave and try her luck at Yan Xia's house first. Just as she put her hand on the door of the hotel, a middle-aged man with glasses and a flat head reached out to stop her,
"Hey! You can't leave! You have to stay
here and protect us until rescue!" Seeing Yan Qing trying to leave, the other people stepped forward to stop Yan Qing from leaving. Two people even stood directly in front of the hotel gate.
She looked up at the group of people who were just being chased by zombies and howled like ghosts and wolves, and smiled disdainfully,
"Stop me? I'm in a good mood today, I'll show you how to chop a watermelon with my bare hands."
After saying that, she took the iron rod in her right hand with her left hand, and used her right hand as a knife to directly chop the neck of one of the people who was blocking her. The man fell to the ground unconscious before he could react.
"Ah! - You killed someone! You killed someone! Call the police and arrest her!"
A woman with big wavy red hair covered her mouth and pointed at Yan Qing in horror.