Chapter 564: Doomsday (15)

"Scavengers" are a group of survivors who searched for materials in the ruins of Uehara City and gave themselves a joke.
Who first mentioned the name was unknown, but it is now recognized by most survivors.
Dong Qing is a waste picker himself. Unlike other waste pickers, he still has two girls to feed.
Finally, I looked at the room next door. In addition to the corpse, there were several bitten white bones. Dong Qing also knew that some of the bones were from humans.
It is human, not living dead.
Ah Huang hasn't dealt with them for such a long time, Dong Qing guessed that it was Xiaoya's credit.
Dong Qing couldn't guarantee whether Ahuang would eat them all with animal hair, but he knew that this worry was unnecessary.
Anyway, they are also very difficult to survive, so Ahuang has been indirectly protected for so long, it is understandable to be eaten by it.
Dong Qing was too tired, and sometimes he wanted to die, but every time it was Xiaoya's appearance, which once again raised Dong Qing's jade look for survival.
Let him persevere from hardships and dangers again and again.
Patting his face, Dong Qing refreshed himself, then opened his bright eyes, the cat leaned on the waist, and ran quietly to the outside.
There are no more materials to search in this neighborhood. Almost everything has been patronized by survivors, and the places that are not patronized are those that Dong Qing dare not go to.
For example, there is a family of Dong Qing and other survivors who dare not to go, because the low roaring noises that are often made inside, and they are not always announcing that the owner inside is not easy to mess with.
It's been more than two months, and it hasn't been starved to death. Will the living dead not die without eating? Dong Qing had thought about it.
Strictly speaking, the living dead are counted as a kind of undead creatures. They crave blood and flesh by nature. When the food is not replenished, the living dead will rely on the weak elements of the dark and dead elements in the air to maintain life.
If you want to starve a dead creature, this time must be calculated in units of ‘years’.
There were many houses in the demolition area before the end of the age, but few people lived, most of them moved.
This makes the Negative Energy Storm sweep through Uehara City, and it becomes the place with the smallest number of living dead people in Uehara City.
There are no fools who can survive the disaster. In the past two months, survivors have moved here. Anyway, there are enough houses. It is too simple to find an empty house without a master.
A lot of houses does not mean a lot of supplies. Many houses are really just ‘empty houses’. In addition to dust, only cement floors are left, so if you want to survive, you have to search outside.
The place where Dong Qing wants to go this time is Shengli Road Street between the demolition area and the Heping District in the south.
It was the junction of the two urban areas. The number of living dead was less than that of the peace area, and it was larger than that of the demolition area, barely within Dong Qing's ability to cope.
There should be a small shop hidden in the house on that street that was not found. Dong Qing got the bread there last time.
The only thing to worry about is that the shop is beside the gate of a community. Dong Qing has to be careful. If the living dead in the community is drawn out, nine lives are not enough for him to escape.
Stepping out of the alley, Dong Qing went all the way south.
During the stop and go, he is to avoid danger.
For example, there is a big belly living dead eating in the middle of the crossroads, and only half of the body underneath is left. I do not know which poor survivor it belongs to.
Dong Qing's eyes were fixed on the backpack next to the half body. From the open backpack, Dong Qing saw a box of cookies.
Licking his lips, Dong Qing didn't dare to have the slightest exposure, lowered his breath, and like a humble stone, hid behind the alley and observed quietly.
Faced with these living dead people, his mood changed from fear at first, to hatred later, to the place where he is now.
Any special mood swings will make Dong Qing's breath change, and the nose of the living dead has a spirit. He has learned several times.
So he must overcome his fear and imagine that it is not a terrible living dead, but a cat and dog.
Dong Qing is like a patient hunter. He waits, waits for the living dead to eat and drink, and then leaves.
According to his experience, a half-human corpse can be eaten by a living dead person in only 15 minutes.
The fact is not much worse than Dong Qing's prediction. In order to be safe, Dong Qing waited for half an hour, until the living dead finished eating and left, and disappeared before disappearing, probed his brain out.
No matter what is left in the backpack, rush over and run.
"Huh, Huh~" Dong Qing, who was hiding again, gasped for a short sprint, so that his lungs panic.
"I didn't expect such good luck today." Dong Qing was very happy. In addition to a box of biscuits, this backpack had half a bottle of water.
The packaging of the biscuits is relatively complete. It seems that the survivor was unlucky and was eaten by the living dead before taking a bite.
The half-bottle of water was a little turbid, and Dong Qing didn't care, opened it, smelled it, and then sipped his head.
With a comfortable breath, Dong Qing carefully placed water and cookies on the inside of the backpack behind him.
There was not much water at home. Xiaoya gave Dong Qing a hot towel yesterday, but he used half of the last water directly. This time Dong Qing had to bring back two bottles of water.
A box of biscuits and half a bottle of water, if Dong Qing was alone, he can now go home, but he still has Xiaoya, so today he has to take the risk.
After passing the wreckage of one car after another, passing through the facades of one shop after another, Dong Qing walked south at a steady speed.
Along the way, except for the living dead that can be seen everywhere, even one other creature can't see it.
There are a lot of survivors in this demolition area. This'many' is relative to'no'. There are survivors in No. 20 and No. 30 in the demolition area of ​​NuoDa University. This number is indeed more than the number of survivors in other urban areas. , A lot.
Dong Qing doesn't expect to meet the same kind as soon as he comes out. Each of these scavengers has their own hiding place, and outsiders simply don't know where.
For example, where Dong Qing lived, no one could think of him living next door to a mutant beast.
Even if they knew where Dong Qing lived, most of those people dared not come to fight the autumn wind. The group of people in the west coal mine wanted to deal with Dong Qing, and they had to weigh the mutant dogs they could do.
Dong Qing is now crawling under the chassis of a red car and crawling forward.
The red car might have been other colors, but it is now red, and the blood of humans is covered with car skins.
The unpleasant smell and the pungent smell of gasoline perfectly covered Dong Qing's breath.
The smell of gasoline was created by Dong Qing himself. He opened the car's fuel tank.
One is that he is afraid of being exposed, and the other is that he has to get some gasoline.
Gasoline has many uses. Whether it's cooking a fire or cooking a steam or oil bomb, it's a good choice.
As I said before, Dong Qing is a technical house. He knows a lot about it. The production method of gasoline bombs is very simple. The only troublesome thing is to pay attention to it when it is ignited.
Living dead are not afraid of fire, but they dislike flames, and the temperature of the flame is enough to scorch them.
Well used, this is a big killer.
There was not a lot of oil in the car, and Dong Qing received only two-thirds of the bottles for a long time.
A little cotton was stuffed, and another piece of toilet paper was used as a lead. A simple fuel flask was quickly made by Dong Qing.
Putting it carefully in the small model waist bag in the waist, Dong Qing was lying on the bottom of the car, quietly looking around.
On the street in front, there are two living dead people cruising on the left, and one on the right, all walking aimlessly.
It was getting darker and darker, and Dong Qing couldn't help feeling anxious.
He chose to come out in the afternoon, during the day is the world of mutant beasts, at night is the home of the living dead, the period between three o'clock in the afternoon and nightfall, is the best time for him to come out for activities.
Take a look at the watch on your wrist, the pointer points to 5:30 in the afternoon.
In another fifteen minutes, if not, I can only go back today. Dong Qing thought to himself.
He can live for such a long time, his sensible mind is his greatest advantage, and he rarely works hard.
five minutes later.
"Creak! creak! creak!"
A quick cry came, Dong Qing stared at the sewer manhole cover on the road in front of the right.
The movement of the living dead was only slightly slower than that of Dong Qing's eyes. "Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!" A series of four dead people rushed out from all directions and rushed towards the manhole cover.
Good guy, four heads, not three heads, Dong Qing praised his calmness.
In addition to the living dead on the street of Santou, there was one other hidden in a broken house by the road, which Dong Qing had not found before.
The four dead people were moving very fast, and after rushing to the edge of the manhole cover, they ran towards the manhole cover.
Below is the fresh flesh they eagerly desire, this group of living dead people's behavior is very barbaric, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of the impact came, as if it was not their bodies.
"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!" The voice was more rapid.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" This time, not only the top was colliding, but there was something underneath that was also urgently coming out.
Dong Qing's heart sank, he rushed to the bottom of the car, even disregarding the pungent smell that made him dizzy, he rolled back and forth in the petrol beach.
He heard this sound no less than three times in the past two months, and the mutant dog A Huang often brought this prey back.
"Boom!" The stone manhole cover was finally broken by the force of the alternating force inside and out.
There were three brown and black plush fluffy creatures rushing out in an instant.
Mutant rat!
Looking at the mutated rat whose three-headed body is comparable to the size of the previous domestic dog, Dong Qing lowered his body lower.
The two incisors of the mutant rat are like two sharp daggers at this time, yellow orange and orange flashing cold light.
As soon as they appeared, they fought against the four dead.
Not only the living dead take the mutant rat as food, but the three mutant rats also regard the living dead as their own food.