In a civilized society, private ownership of guns is punishable, at least in the celestial dynasty. Even if they are not terrorists, they are also unpredictable criminals. They are targets of severe punishment, and all crimes must be killed in the bud.

  Cheng Chen was indeed shocked and frightened. He never dreamed that he would own a real gun one day. This is not a toy for his daughter, but a tool for murder and evil.

   But what can it do? Now there are zombies everywhere, my wife has become a zombie, my daughter can’t go to school, she has lost her job, her family is broken, her life is ruined, there is no food, no safety, all day, fear and fear, enough days like this, Can't live like this anymore, what should I do?

  Cheng Chen's gaze disappeared without hesitation, and became extremely firm: "Say, what do you want me to do?"

Lu Ziming turned around and pointed his finger at the substation downstairs and said: "It is not a substation, but a weapon storehouse with weapons in it. Before we leave, take the weapons away. This is the purpose of my coming here. ".

  "When shall we leave?"

Lu Ziming looked up at the sky and said: "We are leaving now. There is a truck in the substation. We left here before dark. Is there any problem?" Cheng Chen is a car mechanic. Although he does not have a driver's license, he does Driving all kinds of vehicles, now no one will hold Cheng Chen responsible for driving without a license.

  Cheng Chen returned the pistol to Lu Ziming, his expression became extremely serious and said: "Brother Lu, can you discuss something with you?"

  Lu Ziming disapproved: "Since we are already friends, there is nothing hard to say!"

"Yes, you know, there are other survivors in this building. When I say goodbye to them today, some people also want to go with us. We can no longer live here. Leaving the city may be the only thing. Do you think you can bring them together?"

   "This..." Lu Ziming is indeed embarrassed. This is not simple one plus one mathematics, "How many people are there?"

"Probably less than twenty people, all of whom are acquaintances upstairs. They usually live in the same building. They often come and go, and they will help whenever they ask for anything. Now everyone is in difficulty, so get together to have a caregiver...", Cheng Chen worried that Lu Ziming would refuse, and quickly explained: "We are all adults, we have the ability to live, and we won't hurt you when we go to the suburbs. We can follow your instructions...".

Cheng Chen explained very clearly, and Lu Ziming understood that these people are friends in a building of Cheng Chen. Help, Cheng Chen didn't want to leave alone, thinking that he could help the survivors in the building in the end.

  Lu Ziming did not expect such a thing to happen. Twenty people fleeing and three people fleeing are not at the same level. There is no reasonable plan for a large number of people who want to leave the city. They are digging their own graves. Of course, things are far from the case. How to manage a lot of people, how to survive, food, and safety are no small tests.

  "They are all good people and won't hurt you. They still have a little food at home, and everyone can stay together for a while..."

"Master Cheng, I didn't mean that" Lu Ziming interrupted Cheng Chen's words: "You don't know how dangerous it is outside. Twenty people leaving and three people leaving are not the same thing. So many people gather together. When fleeing, as long as one person has something, it will affect everyone. I am not unwilling to save them, but I am worried that I will not be able to escape...".

  "We will listen to your instructions. If anyone has opinions, they can leave, everyone will not blame you..."

Let a high school student lead a group of people in their 30s and 40s, even if they are not convinced, Lu Ziming has the ability but no qualifications. What he says is difficult to convince the public, but it arouses the dissatisfaction of others: "Master Cheng, this head It's up to you. After all, they understand you and they can communicate with you if they have anything...".

  Cheng Chen quickly pushed back and said: "How can this be, without you taking the lead, we can't leave here at all, this end is still up to you."

"Master Cheng, it’s not that I don’t want to take the lead, but I can’t do it now. If you want to leave here, you must have someone convinced by everyone to take the lead. If you don’t take the lead, I’m afraid no one here will be able to leave." Lu Ziming threatened.

  Cheng Chen declined for a while. Seeing Lu Ziming's resolute attitude, he had to agree temporarily: "Okay, I will listen to you, Brother Lu, let me do what I do next?"

Lu Ziming thought for a while and said, "Now the plan has changed. If so many people want to leave here at once, there must be a sound and detailed plan, and everyone is scattered in various parts of the building. It is difficult to contact with anything. It's better to gather everyone in the substation downstairs first, so that communication will be facilitated if there is anything."

Cheng Chen thinks about Lu Ziming’s suggestion. It’s really inconvenient to contact people upstairs and downstairs. It’s very inconvenient to get people together. If there is something to be coordinated: "Brother Lu, it’s okay to let everyone go to the substation, but on the way. What to do with the zombies".

   "Leave this to me. You can contact everyone to get ready. We will go to the substation together in the evening. We will talk about anything after we arrive at the substation."

  Lu Ziming observed that there were not many zombies along the way to the substation. As long as the other zombies were not disturbed, it would not be a problem to remove the zombies along the road.

  Zombies are actually not difficult to deal with. As long as you have the right weapons, plus confidence and courage, it is not a problem to kill dozens of zombies by one person.

  The reason why zombies are rampant in the city is, in the final analysis, people's fear of zombies and their ignorance of zombies’ behavioral characteristics. As long as someone leads, survivors still have hope to survive in the dark age.

Lu Ziming returned to Cheng Chen’s room covered in blood and found that there were many more people in the room, including young people in their twenties and elderly people. When Lu Ziming appeared at the door, they all used them. He looked at himself with curious eyes.

   "Brother Lu, are you injured?" Cheng Chen asked with concern.

   "No, these are all blood from zombies." Lu Ziming looked at the people in the room, then turned to ask Cheng Chen, "Are you all ready? You can go now."

   "Brother Lu..." Cheng Chen hesitated to speak, his expression was both embarrassing and embarrassing: "They want to ask you, what do you plan to do with the zombies at home".

Zombies, family zombies, Lu Ziming suddenly understood Cheng Chen’s meaning, these people still did not come out of the shadow of their relatives becoming zombies, and stubbornly believed that these zombies’ relatives could still be saved, just like Cheng Chen. The zombies were locked up in the room, hoping that one day the zombies could become their relatives again.

There is a habit called customs. It is no exaggeration to say that because of this thing, a country, a nation, and a group of talents come together to form a strong cohesion. No one dares to despise its existence. Here, everyone despises it, because everyone is doing it all the time, it is a small action that does not know it in life.

  If you think it’s not a big deal, then it’s a big mistake.

  It is very powerful, so powerful that we are observing it in our lives. Customs are the daily habitual thinking and habitual actions of a nation. Simply put, it is the character and soul of a nation.

  What about a nation with vast resources? What about a long history? What if you have abundant production, strong men, beautiful women, smart children, and all the excellent qualities in one suit? All of this is equivalent to a super terrifying long-range strike position, with everything available, now just wait to press the button.

  This humble button is a custom.

  When crises and trials come, the whole nation must face it bravely and face it bravely before pressing this launch button. At this time, a volley of ten thousand cannons can be fired, and the enemy will be wiped out with no bones left.

  If you still don’t understand this, you can refer to the history of Sino-Japanese relations and the Hundred Years War between Britain and France over the past 100 years, and you will find evidence.

  A small island country, why does it insult a big country that is huge and rich? In the face of the same war, why are there two decisions that are totally incompetent. Modern warfare involves depth and exhaustion. Then, why do island nations with large palms dare to provoke vast powers?

  The reason lies in the core of a nation—the so-called customs and national character.

At this time, the survivors saw that their relatives had become zombies, and they did not leave behind, holding on to the hope of continuing to survive, hoping that one day the zombies could become their relatives again. Can Lu Ziming say to abandon all these zombies? ? Well, this is indeed the case, but this is very acceptable.

   "Then what are their opinions!"

   "They want to take the zombies away..." Cheng Chen realized that Lu Ziming's face suddenly became very ugly.

   "You mean the same thing!"

"I!" Cheng Chen really wanted to take away his wife who had become a zombie, but rationally told himself that his wife was dead, and that the zombie who looked exactly like his wife was not his wife: "I don't know, but still With a glimmer of hope, is there really no rescue?"

  Some people think that vegetatives are not dead, and one day they will wake up. Only brain death is the real death. Whether zombies are normal brain-dead people, there is no answer to this question, at least Lu Ziming can't answer it.

"Learn to give up to have a future. If the deceased knows that he is alive like this, he will give up. Let the deceased get rest and the living get comfort. We have a clear conscience." Lu Ziming's words are loud and deliberate. Let everyone in the room hear it.

After a long time, an old man walked in front of Lu Ziming: "My son, you are right. Let their souls rest in heaven. That is what we survivors should do. Can you help the old man in the end and let them? Walk more comfortably".