Volume 1 Three Months After the End of the World Chapter 7: So Boring
Wanyu Group office building, dormitory area on the third floor.
The stairs on both sides were tightly blocked by various furniture, and the gaps were filled with bedding and clothes.
"So boring, who wants to play?"
A young woman who looked to be in her thirties, with a plump figure and still good looks, looked with a frivolous expression at the men lying outside the window looking out.
The middle-aged turned around and said, "Tongtong, there are so many people here, stop talking nonsense!"
Young woman Qi Tong was lying on the sofa. After hearing this, she spat, "It's the end of the world, why bother with so much? Hurry up, who's coming?"
The Mediterranean was choked for a moment, waved his hand, and continued to look at the scenery.
It was as if there was some peerless beauty outside the window attracting him.
Another man in his 30s, wearing a wrinkled Brazilian suit, seemed a little tempted. "It's not good to see so many people... I prefer two people..."
Qi Tong interrupted the man in the suit impatiently, "Alright, you always come here while having fun, you're the only one who's always bothering me!"
The man in the suit was a little annoyed when he heard this, "Don't spit blood on me!"
"Then come on! Humph, what kind of battles have I not seen?"
Several men nearby looked over with interest. The man in the suit felt embarrassed and said, "Fuck! Come on, come on!"
Upon hearing that, Qi Tong licked her lips with satisfaction, with the charm that only a mature young woman could have.
The thirty-year-old young woman defeated the man in a suit in just a few moves.
The man in the suit surrendered and begged for mercy.
Qi Tong proudly put the chess piece back to its original position and looked at the other two provocatively, "Who wants to come again?"
Mediterranean turned his head to continue looking at the scenery. The young man in his 20s scratched his head and said, "Ahem... I'll go to the next door to see what they are doing..."
"It's boring. There's no one who can fight!"
The young man was embarrassed. He looked at the plump Qi Tong and swallowed his saliva. Why didn't you ask me to join you at night...
There are 11 dormitories , and most of the beds, cabinets, sofas, etc. have been pulled away to block the corridor.
Therefore, there were only one or two beds left in each of the 11 rooms, and these remaining employees of Wanyu Group each lived with the person they trusted most before the end of the world.
Of course, there are also people who secretly change beds, change people, or even sleep on shared beds at night.
“Woo~! Roar!”
Everyone in the room was startled. This was the sound of zombies discovering their target!
"It's broken. Is there something loose again?"
The people in the room were getting restless. A young, clean and capable woman came out from the middle room. Her age was hard to tell. Her face was as delicate and tender as a girl in her 20s, but she also had the grace and charm of a 30-year-old woman.
Full figure and exaggerated curves.
With this appearance, Japanese talent scouts would exclaim "si ko yi" when seeing her. If she makes a "Widow" series, it will definitely be a hit!
Qi Tong, who was setting up the chess stall, glanced at Shang Qian, then secretly glanced at himself, and sighed: "I've confirmed with my eyes that you are the one that we can't catch with one hand!"
He dresses himself neatly in the apocalypse, he is indeed not an ordinary person.
A group of men and women came out of the room. More than 20 people stood together, surrounding Shang Qian in the middle.
"Mr. Shang, look at this..."
Shang Qian's face was tense, and her voice was crisp, "Everyone take your sheets and blankets to check the stairwell, first look for any leaks, and then make them thicker!"
The others looked embarrassed, "But...it's almost winter, too few quilts will freeze you to death!"
"Yeah yeah!"
"Hey, the food won't last much longer, let's just live one day at a time!"
The others were silent. Everyone knew clearly that the thing blocking the stairs not only blocked the zombies, but also blocked them.
This is chronic suicide.
Shang Qian sighed, "Let's block it first, the government... will come to rescue us!"
A gradually desperate atmosphere began to spread in this small dormitory area.
Shang Qian frowned slightly and found that several male employees began to look at her strangely.
Relying on the prestige of the previous company and some subsequent means, Shang Qian maintained her leadership position, because she had hope.
The trust in the government over the years has ensured that everyone still has social and moral constraints.
But...what if there is no rescue from the government?
You're about to die, why not go a little crazy? Do something you wanted to do but couldn't do before?
No one noticed that the strong but taciturn security guard's eyes gradually darkened...
…
There are zombies!
Shen Jin saw a withered, pus-filled hand scratching the wall and clawing down.
It must be that Shen Jin made too much noise just now and alarmed the zombies on the second floor.
"Since there are zombies, let's go quickly..."
Without any intention of fighting the zombies head-on, Shen Jin chose to continue fighting Voldemort.
Muran.
Shen Jin was stunned when he saw the zombie in a little skirt walking down from the second floor...
It's her!
The big white legs that were once the talk of the town are now covered in blood, skinny and covered with green moss.
It makes people want to rub it off when they see it.
Shen Jin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if the clean soil in his heart had been touched.
Shen Jin took out a cigarette from the package, put it to his nose and took a deep puff.
"I remember the last time I saw you was when I was resigning. Yes, it was also here.
You gave me an extra week's salary without telling my boss.
Hehe, at that time, I thought you were really cute, kind, and a little... silly. How did I say goodbye to you?
"Your legs... I can play with them for a year, ahem... that's probably what you meant. As you blushed and scolded me, I laughed and turned around and left here!"
Shen Jin put the cigarette in his mouth and closed his eyes, and the image of the receptionist appeared before his eyes.
After the end of the world, he never dared to think about what happened to his former classmates, friends, mentors, and the girls he had a crush on.
Because this way I can continue to be happy without any constraints.
"But... after all, 80% of the people have already become zombies!"
The scene of the fight at the front desk that day seemed to pass before my eyes.
"Goodbye little sister... All I can do is show you mercy!"
Shen Jin opened his eyes, put the cigarette away, and there was something in his vision that was rarely seen in normal times.
Shen Jin took out a shovel and whispered to the long-legged girl with a sweet smile in his memory: "Come on!"
Woo! Woo.
The female zombie obviously discovered Shen Jin, and she made a low sound and pounced towards him.
Shen Jin held a shovel in each hand, and his movements were so fast that there were even some afterimages.
"Great Burial Technique!"
The dirty zombies that pounced on them, covered with dense green moss, could make people with trypophobia go into shock on the spot.
thump!
The zombie that fell into the pit screamed and tried to get up.
Shen Jin scattered a pile of clay models in his hand, submerging the female zombie.
The floor tiles in the backpack were laid again. The ground was no different from before. No knew that there was a hazy beauty buried inside.
Shen Jin sighed and crawled back into the cave before the zombies on the second floor rushed down.
…
The people on the third floor spent the entire afternoon in panic, listening to the zombies below roaring and running.
Leaning against the window, Shang Qian kept observing with a telescope. She wrinkled her straight nose, adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, and asked, "Boss Wang, have you found anything?"
The woman who was playing chess was impatient and asked, "Are the government troops coming? Are there tanks and cannons? Are we saved?"
Mr. Mediterranean rubbed the source of his wisdom, opened his mouth, and closed it again.
“I haven’t seen anyone yet… but it seems like something passed by, and the zombies on the second floor went to the first floor!”
He stood at the most prominent window on the third floor and could see most of the situation on the second floor.
Everyone gathered around the window to discuss the matter.
No one noticed that the strong security guard took advantage of everyone's attention being focused outside the window and secretly went to Shang Qian's room...
