In one night, without any danger, when the sky brightened again, the sun did not shine on the earth as usual, but was replaced by overcast clouds, unlike the weather in late autumn and early winter.
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle."
Zhang Su, holding mouthwash, got off the car, spat it on the roadside, and took a deep breath of fresh countryside air, unlike the faint stench floating everywhere in the city. Although there were many zombies nearby, the air was still fresh.
"Uncle!"
Zhang Su turned his head to look at Shuwa Village on the other side of the barricade, just as he heard someone calling him.
Pang Dakun poked his head out from the roof of the fertilizer shop, with a clean face, flipped over and jumped to the ground, happily took out baked corn and said, "I baked this yesterday, you just need to heat it up to eat."
Zhang Su took the corn, squeezed it and sniffed it—it's a bit burnt and rock hard...
"Come, let me introduce you to everyone!"
