SFTAB: Ch 7

 Remaining power, 8%.

    Is there a mistake? She charged it all afternoon, and only charged in so little? Power generation from potatoes is faster than this.

    8% of the electricity, what game does she play? What song do you listen to? What movie to watch?

    Jiang Miaomiao’s eyes on the solar-powered battery are like eating chicken ribs. The food is tasteless, but it is a pity to discard it.

    Lu Qiming came over.

    “Can you use your mobile phone?”

    “Why?”

    “Look at the navigation.”

    The map app on your mobile phone has a cache, so even if you don’t have a network at the moment, you can still see a map of the city.

    Lu Qiming found the nearest supermarket to the villa. As expected, he was about the same distance as Jiang Miaomiao. It would take seven stops and about 20 minutes by bus. But the shortest driving distance is 2.5km, and it only takes about eight minutes to get there.

    He was holding the phone, thinking in his heart, and suddenly asked:

    “When will you come to Auntie again?” All the

    previous stocks have been used up.

    Jiang Miaomiao’s mouth twitched, “What do you want to be a pervert? Do you want to use my blood to attract zombies?”

    Lu Qiming was stern, “Since it must be thrown away in the end, it is better to use it.”

    “No.” She It’s disgusting just thinking about it.

    “Aren’t you afraid to stay here and starve to death?”

    “You die. I stayed here and didn’t plan to live until next year.”

    Jiang Miaomiao said, “Anyway, I won’t run out with you to take risks. I want to go. Go by yourself, don’t hold me.”

    Lu Qiming was speechless, threw the phone into her arms and walked to the dining table to eat.

    Jiang Miaomiao had only eaten self-heating rice in the afternoon. He was full and didn’t want to care about him. He took a flashlight and went to the corner next to the refrigerator to see the bean sprouts he brought back.

    The bean sprouts grow to half the height of her calf, and the leaves are all out. It is estimated that it will take a long time to bloom and produce pods.

    If you can eat a pot of fresh soybean stew before you die, it’s worth your death.

    It’s just that there are too few nutrients in the pot to meet the growth needs. The bean sprouts are obviously wilting, and I am afraid that they are about to die.

    You have to give it soil.

    But this villa is either floored or cemented. Where does the soil come from?

    There was one in the yard. She wanted to sneak out with a small bucket and get some back. She was afraid that Jin Ban-butt would disagree.

    Jiang Miaomiao fell into entanglement.

    Lu Qiming squinted at her, “I can help you get soil in the yard.”

    She guessed his request and immediately refused.

    “I don’t sell blood.”

    “Who asked you to sell blood? As long as the things that grow out are half of me.”

    “Really?” This can be considered.

    Lu Qiming said: “If you don’t believe me, then you can get it yourself.”

    Jiang Miaomiao stood up, “Don’t brag about it, I want to see what you can do.”

    He snorted coldly, and left after eating. “Wait and see”, I went upstairs.

    In the evening, Jiang Miaomiao listened to two songs with a pitiful battery, and when he closed his eyes to enjoy the familiar singing, he suddenly missed the once ordinary life.

    According to the progress of the original text, those who escaped should have established a base in Tibet. The male and female leaders are still beating zombies outside to save people.

    When the zombie outbreak period has passed, they will launch a counterattack with government troops, go through hardships, and finally return to the city.

    The entire stage lasted for more than ten years, with numerous casualties in the midway, and those who survived were either lucky or capable.

    As a waste of wood, she obviously couldn’t survive that time.

    The screensaver of the phone was a bustling night view of the city. She sighed and fell asleep groggyly.

    The next morning, Jiang Miaomiao was awakened by the sound of ping-pong-pong downstairs.

    She rubbed her eyes and went downstairs to check, only to see Lu Qiming holding a kitchen knife, dismembering a desk, picking up a desk leg, and cutting it in circles.

    Jiang Miaomiao wondered, “What are you doing? Toothpicks?”

    Lu Qiming didn’t look up , “As a weapon.”

    “What kind of weapon can this be? Salted fish spurs?”

    “Stop talking coldly and get ready. “

    Jiang Miaomiao suddenly became sober, and stepped back silently.

    “What am I going to prepare? I haven’t got enough sleep yet.”

    “When I led away the zombies, you took the opportunity to dig the soil . See my instructions and ask you to come back immediately.”

    She shook her head decisively.

    “No.”

    “You don’t want to grow beans?”

    “Yes, but you have to eat it.”

    Lu Qiming was speechless, “The zombie’s attention is all on me. It’s me who is in danger. You won’t have any Life worry, understand?”

    Jiang Miaomiao nodded.

    Lu Qiming’s expression eased a little.

    “Then you go or not?”

    “Go, wait until I get back to the room and change my clothes.”

    After she finished speaking, she walked to the room. After entering the room, she immediately locked the door and shouted outside: “I’m not going to die.” With

    so many zombies outside, how many bites Lu Qiming can eat? Don’t you come to catch her when you’re done.

    She runs slowly and has little strength, and she will die.

    She no longer grows beans, she is already satisfied with bean sprouts.

    Jiang Miaomiao stayed in the bedroom all morning without going out. At noon, Lu Qiming knocked on the door.

    “Are you really not going? Then I’m going.”

    Jiang Miaomiao’s voice came through the door.

    “You are alone, you want to attract zombies and dig the soil, can you come over?”

    He smiled, “If you are lucky, you should have a chance.”

    Jiang Miaomiao stopped speaking, and he looked at the door as if he said to himself Talk to yourself.

    “If I’m not lucky enough to come back, you can eat the food yourself.”

    “My corpse doesn’t need to be collected by me. If I also become a zombie, please don’t give me such a bad name as the golden half-butt. “

    After the government comes back to regain the city, you remember to tell them that I sacrificed for a pot of soybean sprouts.”

    Jiang Miaomiao couldn’t help but open the door, “I’m going, I’m going, right?”

    Lu Qiming said. The prepared keg and spatula were stuffed into her arms and pushed her downstairs.

    Before opening the door, Jiang Miaomiao asked repeatedly.

    “Are you sure you have a chance to come back alive? If you are bitten, I will never care about you.”

    Lu Qiming grabbed a few sharply cut table legs, lifted the last barrier behind the door, and held it when the door lock was about to be opened. He held her shoulder and said,

    “Close your eyes, count for five seconds in silence, and then go out.”

    Jiang Miaomiao took a deep breath and did what he said. After closing his eyes, he heard the rhythm of his heart beating.

    Wu

    Si

    San

    Er

    Yi

    out!

    Jiang Miaomiao rushed out holding the bucket and spatula, squatted down to dig where there was soil, and did not dare to waste time looking back. The screams and roars of zombies kept coming from behind.

    She didn’t know how long it had been digging, it might only be a dozen seconds, or it might be a few minutes. Because of being too nervous and rushing, she couldn’t tell the passage of time at all.

    Finally, Lu Qiming’s voice sounded.

    “Go back!”

    Like a horse stabbed in the hip, she immediately jumped up to carry a bucket and ran.

    Halfway through the run, Jiang Miaomiao couldn’t restrain his curiosity, and secretly looked back.

    It’s okay if I didn’t look at it. I was shocked when I saw it, the blood basin of the golden half-butt was less than half a meter away from her! The stench pounded on her face, and she almost fainted.

    With this shock, she took a step slower, and Jin half-butt stretched out her fat and rotten left hand and grabbed her shoulder.

    Jiang Miaomiao screamed, thinking he was dead.

    Surprisingly, a spear flew from behind and pierced the left arm of the golden half-butt with great accuracy, from the shoulder to the wrist, and the sharp tip was as sharp as a knife and rubbed against Jiang Miaomiao’s skin.

    Jin half-butt reflexively released his hand and screamed.

    Jiang Miaomiao forced herself to cheer up, seized the opportunity to run into the house, and immediately turned around and called Lu Qiming hurry up after entering.

    Lu Qiming’s body was submerged by the zombies that followed, and the voice came from afar.

    “Close!”

    What?

    The golden half-butt came again, Jiang Miaomiao could not hesitate, slammed the door, locked, and piled up furniture.

    The series of actions are mechanical, based entirely on instinct.

    She didn’t bother to see how much soil she had dug back. She had only one thought-Lu Qiming was dying.

    The dead in the last days are normal. The dead cannon fodder with names and surnames in the original text add up to several hundred, and multiple Lu Qimings are nothing.

    But when she thought that the other party was for her soybean sprouts, she vomited blood with guilt.

    What to do, do you want to help? But what can she do?

    Jiang Miaomiao ran to the basement and looked around to find the diesel that was originally intended for the generator, so he hugged him and moved the thing behind the door.

    Diesel can burn, and she can save Lu Qiming by splashing on the zombies and setting them on fire.

    Looking at the doorknob, her legs were weak.

    Oh, she was scared…

    Jiang Miaomiao pinched her thighs desperately, telling herself: People are inherently dead, and she eats and drinks enough, and lives more than one month longer than the original owner, which is not dead in vain.

    The thigh was pinched and turned purple. She tried to rush out, but she heard a voice coming from the second floor.

    “What about people? Do me a favor.”

    This voice… is it Lu Qiming?

    Jiang Miaomiao even forgot to release the diesel, and ran up after holding it.

    In Lu Qiming’s room, he was stuck under the vent and could not come.

    She stared at the blood-stained man in amazement.

    “You’re not dead?”

    “Who said I’m dead?”

    “But you obviously…”

    ” Take me a hand, I’ve eaten fat these days, and I can’t get down.”

    Jiang Miaomiao nodded in hindsight, put down the diesel, and jumped to pull his hand.

    Lu Qiming frowned, “You can’t find a stick…”

    Before she finished speaking, she leaped hard, grabbed his hand, and pulled him out with the strength of her body. The two landed at the same time and fell into a ball.

    Lu Qiming was too heavy, and she felt that her ribs were about to be crushed by him, her eyes turned black with pain, but she was happy in her heart.

    Lu Qiming touched her chest, “Don’t use your back.”

    She was stunned. Lifting her leg was like a yin foot, “Climb for the Lord.” After

    kicking her, she regretted it because when Lu Qiming fell down, she put her apron on. Left in the vent, the thin cloth was dangling with the airflow.

    It means that he is…

    Lu Qiming rolled over in pain, clutching his lower body and rolling on the floor.

    “You woman is more vicious than a zombie.”

    Jiang Miaomiao’s cheeks were red, pretending that nothing happened, stood up, pulled out the sheets and threw them to him, and asked:

    “You are obviously surrounded by zombies, why come back alive?”

    Lu Qiming Sitting cross-legged on the ground, wrapped himself into a ball with a bed sheet.

    “Who knows, maybe they think I’m handsome.”

    She thought of another strange thing, “How did you throw that stick? It’s so accurate.”

    “I practiced shot put when I was a kid.”

    “It’s just. Because of this?”

    “Otherwise?”

    She was asked.

    Originally wondered if he was a masterpiece hidden in the world, or a powerful figure like a special soldier. But looking at how he got stuck in the air vent, he was probably really trained by throwing a shot.

    Jiang Miaomiao shrugged and planned to go downstairs to bolt the gate, but when he passed by Lu Qiming, he grabbed his wrist.

    “Did you fall in love with me?”

    “Huh?”

    “Thinking that I was going to die, so I would rather risk my death and rush out to save me with diesel?”

    He patted the diesel barrel next to him. , Smiled very proudly.

    Jiang Miaomiao pouted, “Less narcissism, I plan to make a fire and cook, who cares about you.”

    She grabbed the diesel barrel and walked downstairs. Lu Qiming stood up slowly, tidying the sheets, thinking about it. It’s better to wrap around your waist like a bath towel, or as a robe over your shoulders.

    A few seconds later, Jiang Miaomiao came back again with a look of horror.

    “No! It’s coming in!”

    “Who?”

    “Golden half-butt!”

    The long golden half-butt screamed from downstairs, and the scalp was tingling.

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    Golden Half Butt: I heard someone calling me

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