Survival Journey : I am a lucky star

"Mr. Lu, I actually have an immature idea." Wen Nannan said as she obediently dragged the body to the door, trying her best not to look at its spilled intestines and internal organs.

"If it's immature, then don't say it." Lu Huai said indifferently.

Wen Nannan: ... Then I have to say it.

"I've counted the zombies outside, there are a total of 169. This number is indeed a lot, but it's not so many that we can't control them. If we can find a way to turn defense into offense... is it possible to kill 20 zombies a day?"

"Good idea, you go do it yourself."

"Hey... you can't say that!" Wen Nannan widened her eyes.

"If you can persuade the people in the kitchen to come out and fight together, then this plan is barely feasible."

As soon as Lu Huai finished speaking, a commotion suddenly came from outside the door.

"Damn, there are still other people alive in this cabin! They've attracted all the zombies!"

Wen Nannan was taken aback when she heard the voice inside. She turned to look at Lu Huai, "You threw a cell phone just now, right? Where did you throw it?"

"I just threw it randomly, I think it's in the direction of the kitchen." Lu Huai said indifferently.

Wen Nannan: ... No chance of an alliance.

Wen Nannan didn't dare to get too close to the door now. She sat in the room and listened to the goings-on in the kitchen, until there were running sounds and several screams outside the door before it became quiet again.

"You did it on purpose?" Wen Nannan looked at Lu Huai.

"Rule 4 of survival games: This is a solo game, don't easily form alliances, and don't trust any outsiders." Lu Huai stood up, picked up the backpack beside him, and took the two bottles of water next to it.

Wen Nannan looked at him like this, "You're leaving?"

"Otherwise? Sleeping with you?" Lu Huai sneered with a faint smile on his lips.

How can this person talk like that?

Wen Nannan took a deep breath, "This is for you."

Lu Huai looked at the instant noodles that Wen Nannan handed over, and took them, "One last reminder, I suggest you don't be too kind."

She's not kind to everyone.

Just as Wen Nannan was about to retort, Lu Huai had already disappeared. Wen Nannan glanced at the open vent. It's good that he's gone, at least she doesn't need to be on guard against an outsider all the time.

Bang, bang—

The sound of zombies hitting the door came again. Wen Nannan looked at the zombie corpses sitting in a row at the door. Because the zombies were still evolving, they could break in at any time, which made people feel anxious.

Sea Survival, Day 23

During that period, the zombies hit the door three or four times. Fortunately, the smell of the zombie corpses at the door made them not persistent, but this also caused Wen Nannan to hardly sleep all night.

However, compared to her, the smell of numerous living people in the kitchen was more attractive to zombies.

There was a crazy banging sound outside the kitchen almost every moment, and she didn't know how long the people inside could hold on.

But one thing is certain for Wen Nannan - she must leave this room!

After working as a delivery person on the ship for a few days, she had a relatively good understanding of the entire freighter's structure. It shouldn't be a problem to avoid those zombies and go to the deck.

There was a sharp sound of fingernails scratching the door, Wen Nannan frowned uncomfortably, stood up and started to prepare her equipment.

First, she dismantled a table and used tape to wrap a kitchen knife in it. The half-meter-long handle and the large kitchen knife used for chopping bones gave it the appearance of an ax.

It felt quite good in her hand. Wen Nannan swung it a few times, then put it aside.

After those days of consumption, two of the six spaces had been emptied. Wen Nannan looked around the room, feeling that she should bring anything that could be used or taken with her.

Next, she opened the closet and looked for long-sleeved and thick clothes inside.

Although it was a hot summer's day of 35 degrees, survival was more important than staying cool. Even after putting on the clothes, Wen Nannan used the remaining tape to tightly seal the loose areas such as the trouser legs and cuffs.

After confirming that her equipment was complete, Wen Nannan took out her small pot. In order to avoid the zombies and to avoid making unnecessary noises, and also in order not to attract the attention of the people in the kitchen, she had been eating instant noodles dry these days.

On her last day here, she wanted to eat hot instant noodles!

Wen Nannan extravagantly added two bottles of mineral water, put the instant noodles in boiling water, and added the seasoning packet. A fresh fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, diluting the smell of rotting corpses and flower water in the room.

She also had a ham sausage!

The ham was sliced very thinly and melted into the noodles. If she could add some chopped green onion and vegetables, the taste would be even better.

This smell also wafted into the kitchen.

"Damn, we're here desperately resisting the zombies, and someone outside is actually cooking instant noodles!"

The player, Zhao Gao, had a particularly sensitive nose. He cursed when he smelled it, "When I get out, I'll definitely kill the person who cooked the instant noodles."

As soon as the voice fell, the kitchen door was violently hit again.

Numerous zombies crowded at the door, and the door lock was shaky.

"Brother Zhao, the kitchen door is about to break." The NPC companion next to him asked Zhao Gao for help.

"Even if it can't hold, we have to hold on. If we let them in, everyone will die! Hold on, when we reach the waters of Country G, the army will come to our rescue!"

Zhao Gao encouraged the NPC who didn't know the truth: "We are not far from the high seas of country G."

As Zhao Gao said this, he exchanged glances with the other three people in private.