Love your pet egg

"How many zombies are here, the car can't even drive through!"

Song Yang stood in front of the mountain of corpses with a gun in his hand, and raised his jaw at Eleven, "Little Superman, make a big move and send them to ashes to ashes."

"Oh." Eleven obediently agreed, and was about to come over.

Han Zheng grabbed Eleven and glared angrily at the three people who were holding guns and almost yawned: "Wouldn't you be alive without Eleven? Go get me gasoline!"

"Boss!" The three wailed in unison.

Han Zheng narrowed his eyes and pointed his gun at the three of them.

"It burns very quickly." Eleven looked up at Han Zheng.

"Don't use your spiritual power at all times, what if you turn into an egg?" Han Zheng tapped his index finger on Eleven's forehead, and said softly, "You can't let them rely on you for everything, you can't help everyone. Alone. Be good, go rest in the car, it smells bad here."

As he said that, he himself went to the car and picked up two barrels of gasoline, and dumped them on the mountain of corpses.

Song Yang also came over with gasoline, and asked the little expert suspiciously: "Captain, why don't we use Thunderbolt beads to explode? Gasoline is so precious now!"

Han Zheng: "..."

He Shuyan came over and sighed with genuine emotion: "Men who are in love, the lower limit of their IQ is beyond your imagination!"

"So much bullshit one by one..."

Han Zheng gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to give a speech because the team is getting worse and worse, suddenly Eleven giggled from behind. Eleven lay on the open car window. It was the first time he heard Shuyan I found it very interesting to say this, imitating Shuyan's tone at this time, vividly: "The lower limit of their IQ is beyond your imagination!"

Han Zheng crossed his hips, and all the anger he just mentioned suddenly vented, and he couldn't help laughing.

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In the cafeteria of the Normal University, everyone who was huddled on the ground was shocked by the ringing sound of Xingyun's screams, and such weird sounds appeared endlessly every day.It's just that this chirp was extremely loud, as if it had passed through the most powerful loudspeaker and blasted directly into the eardrums of people.

Through the large transparent glass in the cafeteria, they could see what was happening outside, and because the surviving students pushed all the closets to the door to block the sight of the zombies, the zombies did not notice that there were still many living people in this huge space.

The cafeteria has air-conditioning and ingredients, so these hundreds of students lived comfortably during these four months. However, the fear in everyone's heart is increasing day by day. What is more terrifying than death is knowing that death is very close, but they don't know what happened to him. When the time comes, every minute and every second before that is suffering.

When the continuous gunshots of "da da da da" sounded, everyone looked up in disbelief, and someone cried out in an instant:

"There are gunshots! The army is here to save us!"

The students rushed to the door and looked out through the gap of the big glass door, only to see that the zombies wandering around the door had long since disappeared, and the zombies farther away were staggering towards the same direction. .

The survivors in the dormitory also boldly opened the balcony door, and a figure appeared on the balcony, two, three... Many people saw the fire burning in the distance, and the smell of gunpowder was blown by the summer wind. The students began to open their arms and shout loudly.

Libraries, science and technology museums, gymnasiums, college buildings, all survivors can't help but walk to the window closest to them...

The sound of "呲呲拉拉" sounded on the campus. Someone entered the campus broadcasting station and turned on the broadcaster. A clear and bright young man's singing sounded just like that, and everyone burst into tears when they heard it: "Pleasant Goat, Beautiful Goat, Lazy Goat, goat, goat, goat... come to my bowl..."

A woman laughed out loud: "I asked you to talk on Eleventh, why are you singing?"

A deep and imposing voice said: "For another, here are all college students, no one listens to Pleasant Goat."

"Oh," the boy obediently responded, and sang again, "I have two guns, the lengths are different, the long one shoots zombies, the short one shoots girls..."

The imposing man roared angrily: "Who the hell taught him to sing this! Song Yang! Is it you?!"

For the first time in more than four months, the survivors on this campus laughed and cried.

In the campus broadcasting room, Song Yang was kicked to the door by Han Zheng, holding a gun to guard the door aggrievedly, Han Zheng coughed a few times, and took the microphone by himself:

"Students, we are the first team of the Seal Brigade stationed in Beijing and the search and rescue team of City A. Our rescue plan at the Normal University is as follows. Please cooperate..."

The search and rescue in the university town lasted for ten days. More and more people were rescued, and supplies were running low. Han Zheng tried to contact the headquarters in Kyoto every day, but the signals from both parties could not be connected.

At this time, Han Zheng once again climbed up to the signal tower of the Normal University. The rest of the team looked up at him, but he called for a long time with the communicator, but there was still no sound from there.

"Is the signal receiver broken?" Song Yang also climbed up the transmission tower, "Why don't we go to the garrison here to find out if there is a customized machine of the same model?"

Han Zheng shook his head solemnly, and pointed to the still blinking green light of the receiver.

"Can you get in touch with other teams?"

Han Zheng shook his head again.

The hearts of both of them sank to the bottom. Before they came to City A, it was the last time they contacted the headquarters. They received the satellite map of City A, and the military transport plane sent them supplies. Now they have been unable to contact for more than half a month.

Han Zheng pondered: "In this case, either there is a problem with the signal base station, or...the headquarters has fallen..."

"Impossible!" Song Yang's voice almost broke, "The headquarters is built underground, and the walls are all made of palladium metal glass. Not to mention that there are no zombies underground, even if all the zombies in Kyoto attack together, it is impossible to break through the door..."

"Kyoto is accepting survivors from all over the country every day, and if there are people whose outbreaks of the virus are delayed..."

"Impossible!" Song Yang didn't dare to think, "There are millions of people in the base..."

Han Zheng reached out to stabilize Song Yang's trembling shoulders: "We have to go back to the capital, and before that, we have to make arrangements for these thousands of students."

At noon, there is a meal in the school cafeteria. Each person has three steamed buns and a bowl of soup. The steamed buns are bigger than Eleven’s face, so it’s no problem to fill the stomach, but...

Eleven grabbed the chopsticks and scooped up the bowl first. There was only a piece of chicken in it, his big eyes dimmed, and his small mouth pursed slightly. In the past few days, the amount of meat has been decreasing day by day.

Han Zheng took the piece of chicken in his bowl to Eleven, patted his head, and whispered in a low voice, "We'll go to Linshi in the afternoon to find supplies, and then we'll cook for you."

Eleven asked suspiciously, "Don't we have a lot of chickens?"

"But now there are many more people, [-] mouths, no amount of chickens is enough to supply."

Eleven pursed his lips, struggling to taste the chicken to Han Zheng's mouth, his eyes full of reluctance: "Brother, eat!"

Han Zheng's heart melted into water from his appearance: "You eat, brother will be happy to see you eat!"

"Then take a bite each!"

Han Zheng then touched the piece of chicken with his lips: "Okay, it's your turn!"

Eleven happily ate the whole piece of meat.

It's the end of the world, it's so difficult to raise a child, Han Zheng wondered where to find supplies while eating steamed buns.

At this time, a person rushed in from outside: "Captain Han, many students are suddenly sick, go and have a look!"

Han Zheng ran out before taking a sip of the soup. Eleven hurriedly followed with a handful of steamed buns in his pocket.

"It's not a zombie virus, but it's also related. Although the zombie virus doesn't spread through the air, it's full of rotten corpses, viruses and fungal infections. These students were all in a confined space before. They couldn't eat well, sleep well, or worry. Yes, now I can’t hold on once I come out and relax,” the doctor told Han Zheng worriedly, “There are too many people who are sick, and the medicine is not enough. This kind of viral flu is easy to spread again. Students are isolated."

The doctor paused, "Are there students from the School of Medicine and School of Nursing? It's best to organize, take care of patients together, and do epidemic prevention work."

Medicine, food, and professionals are all in short supply. Han Zheng squeezed his aching forehead: "There are two doctors and one expert in the village on the outskirts. Think of ways to."

Seeing those patients with flushed/red faces, bloodshot eyes, and coughing and blowing their noses from time to time, Eleven suddenly said, "This is the plague. I have medicine."

"This is a viral flu, of course it's not wrong to say it's a plague..."

Seeing that Eleven found a handful of dogtail grass from nowhere, the corner of the doctor's mouth twitched, "Influenza is not difficult to treat, as long as there are enough medicines, but it can't be treated indiscriminately."

"This is Qinqin grass, my little master used it to cure the plague before."

The doctor had just been rescued from the university town not long ago, and he didn't know about Eleven's abilities. He looked at the young man as if caring for a child with an immature IQ. Ah, under the wall at the school, there are everywhere..."

Eleven pursed her lips: "It's not called a dog's tail, it's called Qin Tancao."

"It's not called kiss grass, it's called foxtail. In fact, foxtail clears heat and dampness, dispels wind and improves eyesight. It can indeed be used to treat hot wind and cold, but these students' colds are caused by bacterial infection..."

Han Zheng hugged Eleven, who wanted to continue arguing, and hurriedly said to the doctor, "I'll go get the medicine and arrange the manpower. I'll trouble you here first."

"This is Tanqin Grass!" Eleven was taken out of the infirmary by Han Zheng, still arguing, "This grass can only be found in Yunmeng Mountain where Peng Zu lives, and my little master specially asked for the seeds to bring back to plant." , can really cure the plague!"

"I know it's kissing grass. The doctor doesn't understand, you can't explain it to an uneducated person," Han Zheng would rather let the doctor believe that it is the dog's tail grass. He tagged it, and he twirled the grass between his fingers, "How do you use this grass?"

Seeing that Han Zheng believed in him, Eleven became happy: "It's good to boil it into a potion for them to drink, just drink it! It's very delicious!"

"Drink?" Han Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it enough to take a kiss? Otherwise, why is it called kiss grass?"

Eleven was stunned for a while, and then laughed: "It's not Kissing Grass, it's Qin Qincao, hahaha, an uneducated brother is really scary!"

Han Zheng: "..."

Han Zheng squeezed the red face with a smile: "Laughing at me? Huh? This is not Kissing Grass, you are Kissing Apple, little guy..."

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