Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 564: The Age of Doom (15)

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The ‘scavengers’ are the survivors who searched for supplies in the ruins of Uehara City, and they gave themselves nicknames.

Who first mentioned this name is unknown, but it is now recognized by most survivors.

Dong Qing is a scavenger himself. Unlike other scavengers, he still has two girls to feed.

Finally, I glanced at the next room. In addition to the corpse, there were a few white bones that had been bitten. Dong Qing also knew that some of the bones were human.

It's human, not the living dead.

Ahuang hasn't attacked them for so long. Dong Qing guessed that it was Xiaoya's credit. This beast is still thinking about his old love.

Dong Qing can't guarantee that Huang will eat them all with a beastly hair, but he knows this kind of worry is unnecessary.

It's hard for them to survive anyway. With the indirect protection of Ah Huang for so long, it is understandable that they were eaten by him.

Dong Qing is too tired, sometimes he wants to die, but every time it is Xiaoya's voice and appearance, Dong Qing once again rises to the desire to survive.

Let him persist through the difficulties time and time again.

Taking a pat on his face, Dong Qing refreshed himself, then opened his bright eyes, cats waist, and quietly ran outside.

There are no more materials to search around here. Almost places where there are things have been visited by survivors, and places where Dong Qing dared not go.

For example, there is a family of Dong Qing and other survivors who dare not go, because the low roaring noises that are often made inside always declare that the owner inside is not easy to provoke.

It's been more than two months, and it hasn't starved to death. Wouldn't the living dead die without eating? Dong Qing thought about it.

Strictly speaking, the living dead are regarded as necrotic creatures. Their desire for flesh and blood is due to their nature. When food is not replenished, the living dead rely on the weak dark and necrotic elements in the air to maintain their lives.

If you want to starve to death a necromantic creature, this time has to be calculated in units of ‘years’.

Before the end of the world, there were many houses in the demolition area, but few people lived, and most people moved out.

This made Uehara City the place with the least number of living dead after a negative energy storm swept Uehara City.

There are no fools who can survive the disaster. In the past two months, survivors have moved here one after another. Anyway, there are enough houses. Finding an empty house without an owner is simply too easy.

The number of houses does not mean that there are too many supplies. Many houses are really just ‘empty houses’. Apart from the dust, there are only concrete floors. So if you want to survive, you have to search outside.

The place Dong Qing will go this time is Shengli Road between the demolition area and the Heping District in the south.

That is the junction of the two urban areas. Compared with the Heping District, there are fewer living dead and more than the demolition area, which is barely within the range that Dong Qing can handle.

There should be a small shop hidden in a residential house on that street that has not been discovered. Dong Qing got the bread last time there.

The only thing to worry about is that the small shop is next to the gate of a community. Dong Qing has to be careful. If the living dead in the community are drawn out, nine lives will not be enough for him to escape.

Tipping out of the alley, Dong Qing headed south.

Walking and stopping during the period, he did this to avoid danger.

For example, there is a big belly living dead in front of him eating in the middle of the crossroads. Only half of the corpse is left. I don't know which poor survivor belongs to.

Dong Qing's eyes were fixed on the backpack next to the half corpse. From the open backpack, Dong Qing saw a box of biscuits.

Licking his lips, Dong Qing didn't dare to make any exposure, lowered his breathing, like an inconspicuous stone, hiding behind the alley and observing quietly.

In the face of these living dead, his mood changed from the fear at the beginning, to the hatred later, and then to where he is now.

Any special mood swings will cause Dong Qing's breath to change. The nose of the living dead is so good that he has learned several times.

So he must overcome his fear and imagine that it is not a terrible living dead, but a cat or dog.

Dong Qing is like a patient hunter. He is waiting, waiting for the living dead to eat and drink and leave.

According to his experience, a half-human corpse can be eaten by the living dead in fifteen minutes.

The facts are not much worse than Dong Qing's prediction. To be on the safe side, Dong Qing waited for half an hour until the living dead left after eating and disappeared, and then walked out.

Rush over and no matter what is left in the backpack, just lift it and run.

"Huh, huh~" Dong Qing, who was hiding again, panted for breath, and sprinted in such a short distance, which made his lungs burn.

"I didn't expect to have such good luck today." Dong Qing was very happy. In addition to a box of biscuits, there is a half bottle of water in this backpack.

The packaging of the biscuits was relatively complete. It seems that the survivor was very unlucky. He was eaten by the living dead before taking a bite.

The half bottle of water was a little turbid, Dong Qing didn't care, opened it and smelled it, then looked up and took a sip.

He breathed out comfortably, Dong Qing carefully placed the water and biscuits on the inside of his backpack.

There is not much water at home. The hot towel Xiaoya gave Dong Qing yesterday, but used half of the last water. This time Dong Qing had to bring two bottles of water back.

If Dong Qing had a box of biscuits and half a bottle of water alone, he could go home now, but he still has Xiaoya and others, so he has to take the risk today.

Passing through the wreckage of one car after another, passing by the facades of broken shops one after another, Dong Qing walked southward at a steady speed.

Along the way, apart from the living dead that can be seen everywhere, not even one other creature can be seen.

There are many survivors in this demolition area. This'many' is relative to'none'. There are survivors on the 20th and 30th in the demolition area of ​​Nuo Da. This number is indeed compared with the survivors who are lingering in other urban areas. In terms of the number of people, it is a lot.

Dong Qing doesn't expect to meet the same kind as soon as he comes out. Each of these scavengers has their own hiding place, and outsiders don't know where it is.

For example, where Dong Qing lives, others never thought he lived next to a mutant beast.

Even if they knew where Dong Qing lived, most of those people would not dare to come and fight the autumn wind. If the group of people in the coal mine in the west wanted to deal with Dong Qing, they had to weigh whether they could do a mutant dog.

Now Dong Qing is crawling under the chassis of a red car.

The red car might have been another color, but it is now red, and human blood is covered in the car skin.

The inevitable fishy smell and a pungent gasoline smell perfectly cover Dong Qing's breath.

The smell of gasoline was produced by Dong Qing himself. He opened the gas tank of the car.

One is that he is afraid of being exposed, and the other is that he has to get some gasoline.

Gasoline has many uses. Whether it is burning a fire for cooking, or making a gasoline bomb or something, it is a good choice.

As mentioned earlier, Dong Qing is a technical house. This product knows a lot. The method of making petrol bombs is very simple. The only troublesome thing is to pay attention when lighting it up. It would be a big joke if you burn yourself.

The living dead are not afraid of fire, but they hate flames, and the temperature of the flames is enough to scorch them.

Used well, this is a big killer.

There is not much oil in the car. Dong Qing took a long time before receiving two-thirds of the bottle.

I stuffed some cotton, and I stuffed a piece of toilet paper as a lead. A simple flame flask was quickly made by Dong Qing.

Carefully put it in the small kanbag around his waist, Dong Qing lay on the bottom of the car, quietly observing the surroundings.

On the street in front, there are two living dead cruising on the left and one on the right, both walking aimlessly.

The sky is getting darker and darker, Dong Qing can't help but feel a little worried.

He chose to come out in the afternoon. During the day, it is the world of mutant beasts, and the night is the home of the living dead. The time between 3 o'clock in the afternoon and nightfall is the best time for him to come out.

I glanced at the watch on my wrist, and the pointer pointed to 5:30 in the afternoon.

Fifteen minutes later, if it doesn't work, I can only go back today. Dong Qing thought to himself.

He can live for such a long time, his sane mind is his greatest advantage, and he rarely does it recklessly.

Five minutes later.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!" "Squeak!"

A hurried cry came, and Dong Qing stared at the sewer manhole cover somewhere on the right front road.

The movement of the living dead was only slightly slower than Dong Qing's eyes, "Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!" A series of four living dead rushed out from all directions and rushed towards the manhole cover.

Good fellow, it has four heads, not three heads. Dong Qing gave a secret compliment for his calmness.

In addition to the living dead on the three-head street, there is another one hidden in a ruined house on the side of the road, which Dong Qing had not noticed before.

The speed of the four living dead is very fast.

There is the fresh flesh and blood they eagerly desire. The behavior of the living dead is very savage, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The impact sounded, as if it was not their bodies.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!" The voice became even more rapid.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" This time, not only was the top hitting, it seemed that there was something underneath that was also urgently coming out.

Dong Qing's heart sank, he leaned under the car in a hurry, and even rolled back and forth in the gasoline pool despite the pungent smell that made him dizzy.

He has heard this sound no less than three times in the past two months. The mutant dog Ahuang often brings this kind of prey back.

"Bang Dang!" The stone manhole cover was finally broken in the huge force alternating inside and out.

Three brown-black fluffy mutant creatures burst out in an instant.

Mutated Rat!

Looking at the three-headed mutant rat whose physique is comparable to the size of the previous domestic dog, Dong Qing lowered his body.

The two front teeth of the mutant rat are now like two sharp short daggers, with yellow, orange and orange flashes of cold light.

As soon as he appeared, he fought with the four living dead.

Not only the living dead take the mutant rats as food, but the three mutant rats also use the living dead as their food.