Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Wei Xuan looked at himself in the mirror. The mirror in the bathroom of this family is very strong, and it was not broken in the last earthquake, so now it perfectly shows Wei Xuan's appearance at this time.

No matter how abundant the supplies around people in the last days, people will be forced to go through all kinds of hardships, especially Wei Xuan, who needs to go out from time to time, or toss and turn in his own community, and is busy looking for things to do almost every day.

Therefore, after the winter, although he was paler than before the winter, his face was still slightly weathered, and he had a feeling of hard work on his body. But fortunately, this kind of hard work only looks slightly tired, not the kind of hardship that is overwhelmed by life, which makes the whole person look very energetic. Especially from the looks of it, it looks very energetic.

Turning his head to the left side to look at himself in the mirror, Wei Xuan reluctantly grabbed the half-long hair on the back of his head. He hadn't cut his hair for more than ten months. This length... can be imagined. Know.

Even if it wasn't for the end of the world when he crossed it, Wei Xuan might just go to the barber shop to have his hair trimmed before the end of the world, but now...

"In the previous life, at least there were barbers doing business in the base, but now..." Wei Xuan turned his head to look at the door of the bathroom with some gloom. Du Hang was waiting there obediently. Seeing Wei Xuan looking at him, Du Hang immediately stepped forward One step, leaned over to the washstand and kissed her.

Such a conditioned reflex made Wei Xuan feel dumbfounded from time to time, but fortunately, it was raised by his family, so he would tolerate even a little problem. So he could only endure the problems that he was used to, Wei Xuan closed his eyes, feeling the tenderness brought to him by the other party's lips.

When Wei Xuan dragged Du Hang out of the bathroom, the hair on the back of his head had been simply tied into a small pull - he was not very good at combing his hair, and this hairstyle was in his last life after the apocalypse and when he had no money to get a haircut forced to learn. But he doesn't even know how to cut his own hair, so he can only make do with it.

Of course, if the weather is too hot after the weather gets warmer, maybe Wei Xuan will simply go to the barber shop downstairs to find a hair clipper, and try to get a flat head or even a bald head when he gets home!

But that's because he really can't stand the overheating temperature. After all, whether it's before or after the end of the world, he still pays attention to his own image—especially when his lover is by his side (even if his lover has no aesthetic sense at all. It is the same at all).

It must be worth mentioning that Du Hang and the pair of neighbors plus the group of zombie bodyguards wandering downstairs are all zombies. Although zombies have undergone various evolutions and changes after zombification, there is one thing that makes Wei Xuan envy - their hair will not grow! Unless there is some serious damage, not even the appearance will change at all!

What the vast majority of zombies were like at the moment they became zombies, will basically remain in that moment after that.

This is so enviable for Wei Xuan whose hair will grow slowly... By the way, there is also a beard! I still need to shave my beard every day, but this group of guys don't need it at all!

With a little melancholy just emerging in his heart, he glanced at Du Hang (he didn't dare to turn his head to stare at Du Hang, or God knows how long he would have to come over for a kiss?), and dragged his zombie boyfriend to the first floor.

After a "afternoon nap", Wei Xuan's mental state is very good at this time, what's even better is that the sky has completely lit up now, even the room on the first floor has become completely bright, and he can see the status of everything in the room clearly .

"Come, come, divide things, classify!"

Seeing the pile of backpacks, bags and metal baskets piled up on the floor of the room, Wei Xuan's interest was once again high. Going home last night, Wei Xuan directly untied the rope connecting the male and female zombies, and they wandered back to the house where they lived. These things have been piled up for half a night. At this time, there seems to be no problem, and the bottles and jars inside are also intact.

The most important things brought back this time are all kinds of pickles, pickles, fermented bean curd, chive flowers, etc. of a certain brand, and even a lot of sesame paste. The three zombies and half of Wei Xuan's backpacks are full of these things. These things are the most durable, the most versatile, and they are also the most important.

Secondly, there are some very tasty chili sauces. These beef sauces, mushroom sauces and various flavors of chili sauces can be mixed with rice and spread on staple foods such as flatbreads even if there are no vegetables.

The rest of the things that can be hung in the plastic bags outside the metal baskets are basically milk powder, soybean milk powder and so on. Besides these things, Wei Xuan also found a warehouse with various kinds of cloth in the warehouse street. I made a lot of durable ones, hung them under the backpacks hanging in front of the three zombies and brought them back...

At this moment, he immediately sorted the food and used things into different categories and took Du Hang upstairs and downstairs, and put them in different rooms for storing things—in the building where Wei Xuan lived, Almost every room is divided into different uses, except for those freezers and refrigerators, almost every room stores various kinds of things.

Of course, in addition to these rooms, he also has a few storage points outside the community, where there are some durable and carefully packaged materials, which are used as backup materials in case of any accidents and the community can no longer be used. storage point.

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"At the left intersection, block their retreat with earth-type abilities! Yes, yes, that's it, ground thorns, ground thorns!" A battle was taking place at an intersection in the urban area. On a building on the southeast side of the intersection, A dry and thin man was shining with excitement in his eyes, and he was carefully observing the situation at the intersection with his binoculars in his hand. Beside him stood a few stern-looking, strong and tall zombies, who were looking at him for a moment. He stared at the man's every move.

Not far behind this group of people and the zombies, a zombie girl about ten years old was wearing a dress that could barely see her true colors, and was sitting on the ground building blocks. Beside her stood two zombies, a man and a woman, looking towards the man at the window with longing and excited eyes.

"Okay! Catch a few alive and come back. Don't forget to break their limbs and jaws. Don't kill them!" The battle downstairs finally came to an end. Of the remaining five vehicles, the entire army was wiped out. Except for a few "good" people, the rest of them basically died on the spot. They were either directly bitten to death by zombies, or died of excessive blood loss caused by the battle. Next to the vehicle below, some zombies with incomplete limbs were added to join the army of zombies.

Several people who were exhausted and covered in blood were lifted into the building by several zombies, and brought to the room where the group of zombies were in one breath. When they entered the room and saw the weird zombies in the room, they all showed horrified expressions, and two of them even saw a man rushing towards them from the window with horrified sights in their eyes—this man they saw Pass! Saw it on base! He seems to be haunting the base mission lobby a lot!

There was a "ho ho" sound in his throat, as if the zombies were roaring, but they couldn't speak a normal word at all. Two men in the team were particularly frightened when they saw the man running from the window.

There is no other reason, it is nothing more than people being in the base, some capable people will discriminate against and even bully some incompetent people. And this man with a yellow face, a thin body, no supernatural powers and no backer looks like the type who is more discriminated against. They will naturally not have a good attitude towards him when they meet him occasionally.

But now... what's the situation!

"Hehe, hehe, hahahaha..." The man with a sallow face ran to a few people and circled them a few times, then pointed at two of them excitedly and said to the girl zombie, "My lord queen, these two people The power of human beings is very powerful, and it is most suitable for drinking their blood! Or I can make them into raw slices for Her Lady Queen to taste? Occasionally it should be good to change the taste!"

"Woo, woo!" A few people who had already lost their strength and couldn't use their hands and feet at all began to struggle desperately after hearing the man's words.

The man looked at the little girl with an obviously abnormal smile on his face, but the little girl's zombie didn't seem to hear what he was saying, and was still building blocks. But the man nodded vigorously in the direction of the little girl: "Okay, Your Lady Queen, I understand, I'll make it right away..." As he spoke, he took out a western-style kitchen knife from his waist, and walked towards the young girls step by step. who brought it up.

One of them rolled his eyes suddenly, and he didn't know whether he passed out or died altogether. The rest of the people trembled all over, twisting and struggling on the ground with all their strength.

The little girl zombie in the room turned her head slowly at this time, and looked at the scene at the door—this kind of human flesh and blood struggling in despair, the most delicious...

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A person hurriedly walked out of the information department of the city t base, holding a tablet computer in his hand, and ran towards the office building with an anxious expression on his face.

Because the achievements made by the bases in city p and city v have made other bases see the hope of human beings defeating zombies, so recently not only the base in city t, but all major bases in the country will hold meetings from time to time to discuss future development routes.

"Report!" The person holding the tablet yelled a report at the door of the meeting room, then hurried into the room, without looking at the expressions of the leaders in the room, ran to the main seat in a few steps, and put the things in his hand In the hands of leaders.

"What's going on?" The chief frowned slightly. As an old leader, he was very unaccustomed to using these things. Therefore, no matter before or after the end of the world, he required all documents and reports to be printed on paper before handing them in.

"Chief, the bases around City P have lost contact! All have lost contact!"