Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Chapter 481 Doomsday Stockpiling 3

The cries and shouts on the street could be heard from several blocks away. Meng Qiqi stared at the entrance of the alley for a long time, and when she saw a group of zombies moving towards the supermarket, she crouched down and ran towards the villa area.

She was so tired that her calves were trembling. She hadn't slept for a whole day and night since she fell into a coma while stockpiling goods. All she could think about was finding a place where she could lock the door and take a breath.

The villa area on the outskirts of the city looks quite grand, but the gate has long been knocked crooked.

She chose a two-story building with a courtyard wall, first blocked the gate with steel bars, and then moved into the house along the wall.

When she pushed the door open, the door hinge creaked, and she was so scared that her heart jumped into her throat. She clenched the fire axe in her hand - fortunately, the house was quiet, with only the smell of dust.

The room looked quite elegant. The leather sofa was covered with dust, and there was a leftover apple core on the coffee table. It was estimated that the owner was still watching TV before he fell into a coma.

Meng Qiqi didn't have time to look around. She first closed all the windows on the first floor, and then dragged in sofas and cabinets to block the door, leaving a gap to look outside.

There were three bedrooms on the second floor. She opened the doors one by one to look at them: the master bedroom had a separate bathroom, the bed was covered with lace sheets, and there was a bottle of sleeping pills on the bedside table with no cover; the second bedroom was piled with children's toys, and there was a teddy bear with a missing arm on the small bed; the smallest room was converted into a study, and the bookshelves were filled with books on stock trading.

After confirming that there were no zombies hiding upstairs or downstairs, she put the fire axe on the bedside table and collapsed on the bed in the master bedroom.

As soon as I lay down, I felt something uncomfortable. I reached out and took out half a piece of compressed biscuit - I don't know how long it had been stuffed in my trouser pocket.

She threw the biscuits into the trash can with a helpless smile, took out a bottle of mountain spring water from the space, and gulped down half of it. As the cold water went down her throat, all the fatigue in her body seemed to disappear.

After resting for less than five minutes, she got up again to check the doors and windows.

This villa looks sturdy, but the glass is made of ordinary glass and will break if the zombies hit it.

She simply moved a few bags of rice out of the space, stacked them along the wall to form a half-person-high wall, and erected the solid wooden bookshelf in the study to support the floor-to-ceiling window.

She worked until dark, and the living room on the first floor was turned into a fortress by her. Even the gaps between the sofas were stuffed with pillows to prevent noise.

The sky outside the window was completely dark. From time to time, gunshots and explosions could be heard in the distance, as well as the "ho ho" breathing sounds of zombies, which made people's spines chill.

Meng Qiqi curled up on the sofa and took a bowl of self-heating rice from the space. When she tore open the package and smelled the aroma, she realized that she was starving.

The rice was cooked with spiritual spring water, and each grain was plump. It was paired with braised beef cubes, and she ate so much that not even a drop of soup was left.

After eating and drinking, she leaned back on the sofa in a daze.

The goods stored in the space played through his mind like a movie: enough food and drink to last till the end of time, medicines and weapons piled up like mountains, and even toilet paper was stored by the box.

It’s just that this Lingquan jade bracelet looks a little darker than when I first got it. I guess it’s because I consumed too much stock from stockpiling.

She thought about finding a safe place to get some tap water tomorrow to see if the spiritual spring could purify it. She would also check if the villa had a solar water heater, which would be even better if she could take a hot bath.

The clock on the wall was ticking, and the hands pointed to eleven o'clock at night.

Meng Qiqi yawned, put the sofa cushions together, and pulled out a thick quilt from the space to spread it on.

Before going to bed, she checked the cabinet blocking the door again, then lay down wrapped in the quilt.

The quilt smelled of sunshine, probably because it had been dried in the sun by the previous owner, and it finally relaxed her nerves that had been tense all day.

The zombies outside the house were still howling, but she had sealed the house tightly. The warm yellow light of the table lamp shone on the piles of rice bags, which gave her an indescribable sense of security.

She touched the jade bracelet on her wrist, muttering to herself: I'll have a good sleep first, and tomorrow I'll have to reinforce this "new home", and by the way, see if I can find some usable gasoline nearby - after all, you can never have too much stockpiling.

I slept very soundly and was awakened by the sunlight the next morning.

Meng Qiqi rubbed her eyes and sat up. She heard the "bang bang" sound of zombies banging on the gate outside, but she was not scared anymore.

She stretched, took out a toothbrush and towel from the space, and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up - the first day of the apocalypse officially began.