11

In this way, we were forced to start our apocalyptic life.

In the first three days of the apocalypse, whenever I had nothing to do after my shift, I would use a telescope to observe the zombies' daily routines, hoping to find their weaknesses.

But the results were always disappointing. I found that the zombies didn't need to rest at all. Whether it was day or night, they were tirelessly wandering on the streets, roofs, balconies, and other people's cars.

On the fourth day of the apocalypse, I found that the villa I rented had the first batch of intruders.

Coincidentally, I gave up observing the zombies that day and went to the monitoring room.

As a result, when I entered the door, I found that several figures flashed in the monitoring screen of the villa in front of me.

This made the hair on my body stand up nervously.

I held my breath, but my heart was beating like thunder.

There were about three people in the monitoring screen, two men and one woman. The two men were about 1.8 meters tall, and the woman was about 1.65 meters tall.

Several people were slender, not strong, and had no dangerous weapons on them, so they should not pose any threat to us for the time being.

Even so, I still dared not let my guard down.

It was just that two figures in the surveillance video gave me a particularly familiar feeling. Looking at their backs, I couldn't help but raise my arms upwards.

Just when I was wondering if they were people I knew, they turned their heads to the pinhole camera as if to explain to me.

The moment I saw their faces, my pupils shrank sharply.

Camden? Lyra?

No wonder!

No wonder I wanted to give them a few big fights so strongly just now.

It turned out to be this pair of dogs and bitches.

Thinking of the past life, I was treated as a fool by them and fooled around, and finally sold to the zombies and died. I gnashed my teeth and trembled with anger.

12

After two days of observation, I found that the supplies brought by the dogs and bitches were not much, and it could even be said that they were pitifully few.

Now it really proves a saying.

Good things come to those who are not.

Now, apart from being on duty every day, what I like most is to run to the monitoring room.

On the sixth day of the doomsday, I found that the water supply was cut off when I washed up in the morning.

The temperature outside the house was also unusually high. I guess the lime road slab outside the window was so hot that an egg could be fried instantly.

Humanity is one step closer to extinction.

In the monitoring room, the electric fan was blowing hard, and the temperature in the air was still unbearable.

The scorching temperature made me a little confused, and I quickly took a big sip of water to stay awake.

If this continues, I feel like I am about to have hallucinations.

After five days, the temperature outside still did not show any sign of dropping, and we had used up nearly a quarter of the cooling patches in stock.

In the hot weather, I was irritable.

In the monitoring room, I had a cooling patch on my forehead and cheek.

But after a while, the place where the cooling patch was attached did not feel so cold.

I pulled off the cooling patch, wiped the sweat off my forehead and cheeks with paper, and looked at the surveillance screen weakly.

On the surveillance screen, Camden, Lyra and the other two were lying on the floor in different places, just like three stranded fish on the beach.

I stared at the surveillance blankly, as if I really saw three stranded fish on the beach, their mouths were opening and closing to breathe with great effort.

I was so fascinated that I was unstable for a moment and almost fell off the chair.

The stimulation just now made my thoughts come back instantly. There were no stranded fish at this time.

However, the mouths of the three people in the surveillance screen were indeed opening and closing.

They seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately I couldn't hear a word.

I really regretted not installing the microphone when installing the surveillance.

When I was trying hard to guess what they were saying through their lip shapes, my mother suddenly opened the door of my room.

"Wanwan, it's time for dinner."

I was startled, and when I reacted, my stomach growled because of hunger.

I stood up, touched my rumbling stomach and said helplessly, "I'll be there soon."

13

Restaurant.

Because of the hot weather, we put 6 electric fans in the restaurant while we were eating.

Perhaps because the 6 electric fans were blowing air at the same time, I didn't feel that hot.

"The temperature has been so high these days. I feel it's even hotter today than the previous few days." My father peeled shrimps at the table and wiped his sweat with a towel.

"When I was on duty last night, I found that there were a lot more zombies outside. It seems that the high temperature has no effect on zombies. By the way, big baby, how are the three people in the villa?"

As my father spoke, he turned his head to me, and his dark face was full of worries.

I looked up at my father, and just as I was about to reply, I was surprised to find that my father's eye sockets were slightly sunken inward, with a hint of blue and black. I immediately recalled that my father seemed to be particularly busy these days.

Suddenly, I felt a little guilty, and I regretted telling my father about the three people breaking in.

"Still in the villa for now, no big moves at the moment."

I ate the rice in the bowl, paused, and added: "Dad, don't worry, our doors and windows are reinforced, they are not a threat to us at present."

"Big Baby is right, old man, go to bed after dinner, don't worry about this and that every day, having a good body in the end of the world is better than anything else."

While talking, my mother picked up food for my father several times, but I noticed that the corners of my mother's eyes were red, and I knew she was worried about my father.

"Dad, I agree with mom, you go to rest later, and you don't have to worry about those melon seedlings and vegetable seedlings, I will take care of them after dinner." My sister also saw my father's fatigue and followed us to comfort him.

"Dad, mom and Shushu are right, you go to rest after dinner, I'm watching the surveillance, nothing will go wrong."

Under the insistence of the three of us, my father finally couldn't beat us and went to rest after dinner.

14

After dinner, I returned to the room, holding my chest and trembling all over.

Just after finishing my meal, I suddenly remembered a point that has been overlooked by everyone.

That is, how did Lyra and the others get into the villa?

As far as I know, before the end of the world, the security quality of this villa area was ranked among the top three in the city.

Although I didn't change the door lock when I rented the villa later.

Then they shouldn't have been able to get into the villa so easily.

I closed my eyes and thought hard. When the door was locked and there were zombies wandering outside, how could I open the door lock of the villa and avoid being bitten by zombies?

Do they have other secret weapons?

I was shocked.

The pictures that emerged in my mind were more terrifying and frightening than the other.

I was so scared that I sweated coldly, and the sweat wet my back, which was sticky and uncomfortable.

As a result, when I opened my eyes, I realized that this was not the most suffocating thing.

What was even more suffocating was that when I looked up to check the surveillance, I found that the three stranded fish in the surveillance picture were gone.

I quickly called up all the surveillance videos of the villa, but there was no trace of them in the surveillance videos.

They disappeared strangely, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth.

Did they go back to their room?

I guessed secretly in my heart, but my palms were sweating uncontrollably.

They should have gone back to their room, I thought to myself as if to comfort myself.

When I installed the surveillance, for convenience, I only installed surveillance in the living room and the corridor.

I didn't install surveillance in the rest of the villa. So the rest of the villa's rooms are blind spots for surveillance and cannot be filmed. They must have opened the door of another room, I comforted myself like this.

To confirm my idea, I observed the surveillance for another 30 minutes.

But nothing was found, and there was still no trace of them on the surveillance.

In a hurry, I remembered that the surveillance could be replayed.

The start time of the surveillance playback, I chose 12:10, which was also the time I left.

The time shown in the surveillance video at this time was 12:13, and in the villa, the three people were still lying on the ground in a stranded state.

At 12:15, the expressions of the three people in the video changed. The reason was that the strange man lying next to Lyra received a call.

At 12:17, the man ended the call with an excited look. After that, I don’t know what he said to Lyra and Camden. After that, the three of them were very excited.

At 12:20, several people left the villa one after another.

After watching the video, I was a little curious about who called the man, and I was also curious about the content of their conversation.

Once again, I regretted not installing a microphone in the villa.

15

On the 20th day of the apocalypse, the power system was paralyzed, the screen in the monitoring room turned black, and the mobile phone temporarily lost signal.

There were more and more zombies outside the window, and their speed was much faster than before, and their bodies were more flexible.

In the past few days, in addition to the increase in zombies, I actually saw several groups of survivors passing by, and they all seemed to be out looking for supplies.

Most of them drove private cars or trucks, and of course a very small number of them ran, but the final results were roughly similar.

Without exception, those who were running either turned into zombies or became food for zombies.

Those who were driving were relatively lucky. Except for a few whose car windows were broken and their necks were bitten by zombies halfway, most of the others escaped.

But where can they escape to in the current situation?

On the 45th day of the apocalypse, hail suddenly fell outside and the temperature dropped sharply.

Hailstones as big as eggs hit the glass heavily, making a bang bang sound, just like my pounding heart, the frequency was a bit scary.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The balcony windows were hit several times in succession. Fortunately, there were no other damages except for a few shallow scratches in the most serious places.

The hail lasted for 3 hours before it stopped.

After the hail stopped, my family and I checked the villa one by one to see if there was any damage.

In the last life, there were many people who were killed by broken glass in this hailstorm. Most of them were bitten to death by zombies, and some were killed by their own kind for resources.

Therefore, I asked my family to be extra careful when checking. After all, if you are not careful, you will die.

After the inspection, we all breathed a sigh of relief, because there was no obvious damage to the villa.

This hailstorm came suddenly and violently, just like in the last life, with great power.

I looked out of the window and saw that several cars had been deformed, most of the car windows were broken by hail, and even several zombies were killed by hail.

Not long after the hailstorm, the temperature dropped suddenly, and we were shivering in summer clothes.

Fortunately, we bought a lot of cotton clothes and quilts for winter before, and now they are finally put to use.

When we go to bed at night, we will turn on the electric heater or stick a warm baby, so that we don’t feel the night is unbearably cold.

After the hail, I looked out through a telescope and was surprised to find that there seemed to be fewer zombies outside than before.

Perhaps it was because many were killed by the hail, I guessed secretly.

On the 50th day of the apocalypse, there seemed to be fewer zombies.

However, we encountered a more difficult problem than the zombies.

We seemed to be targeted.