Dong Qing woke up and looked at the familiar ceiling. After a long time, he remembered that he had fled back to his nest.

I tried to sit up, but my arm just touched the bedside. A heart rending pain stimulated Dong Qing's nerves.

"Hiss!" Dong Qing took a breath and looked around. There was a huge scratch extending to his left waist on his shoulder.

The wound was simply wrapped with washed rags, but his action just now obviously touched the huge wound, and the red blood seeped from the surface of the rags.

Dong Qing here just woke up and made some noise. Xiaoya, who heard Dong Qing wake up, pushed the door and entered, "how's it? Does it still hurt?"

Xiaoya is holding a hot towel in her hand. She comes over and tries to help Dong Qing up, let him sit up with his back against the head of the bed, and then carefully wipe Dong Qing's sweating forehead with a hot towel.

"OK." Dong Qing's face was white with intense pain. He just reassured Xiaoya.

"How long did I sleep?" Dong Qing, who finally recovered from the great pain, turned his head and asked.

"Two days." Xiaoya's voice choked. Dong Qing didn't wake up. If there was not a faint breath and heartbeat, Xiaoya thought Dong Qing was going to die.

"Two days..." Dong Qing leaned against the head of the bed, gasped, closed her eyes and thought about something.

Xiaoya leaned on Dong Qing's shoulder.

Dong Qing's body hasn't recovered yet. Xiaoya doesn't dare to lean up completely. She just sticks her head slightly to Dong Qing's chest.

"Do you still eat much at home?" Dong Qing said in a hoarse voice. The first thing he cared about when he woke up was the food of the three.

Xiaoya was silent.

Seeing her like this, Dong Qing knew it must be terrible.

"Do you see the bag I carried back? There are some pieces of bread I got in the interlayer." Dong Qing thought of something and said to Xiaoya.

A minute later, Xiaoya took Dong Qing's bag to the bedroom. There was a huge crack on the strip-shaped gray leather bag. There was no bread in the bag except a little blood residue.

"Damn it!" Dong Qing secretly scolded.

He had such a big scratch on his back. How could the backpack he carried on his back survive? Those precious pieces of bread should be lost.

However, there was nothing left. In the interlayer of the backpack, Dong Qing turned out two bottles of tablets, one is calcium tablets and the other is vitamin tablets.

Dong Qing's complexion was a little slow. He took such a big risk this time and was even surrounded by three living dead people, mainly because of these two bottles of things.

They haven't eaten vegetables for more than two months. They all have some small problems more or less, among which Zhao Zhenzhen's little girl in the growth stage is the most.

These diseases are not fatal, but they are uncomfortable and abnormal, and often have the symptoms of force loss dizziness.

"Brother, are you better?" At this time, Zhao Zhenzhen came in with a bowl of steaming black.

After smelling the food, Dong Qing coughed involuntarily.

During the two days of his coma, he ate every day. Xiaoya fed him liquid food in a small amount and didn't contain much energy. His body was repairing the trauma and was in a mess.

Dong Qing is no stranger to this black bowl. Everything that can be eaten at home has been cleaned. The three of them have lived on it for half a month.

Add a small amount of millet, sesame, bark and instant noodles to make a pot of black paste.

In the past, Dong Qing couldn't even watch it, but now he can only live on it.

Finally, at Dong Qing's strong request, the bowl was divided equally among the three.

From the faces of Xiaoya and the little girl, Dong Qing can see that they haven't eaten much these two days.

"How many days do you have enough to eat at home?" After dinner, Dong Qing asked.

"If you save some food, you can last three days." Xiaoya said.

The food at home was finished a month ago. Later, Dong Qing risked his life to get food, so that they can hold on until now.

It's a pity that every time there is little harvest, life is still tight.

They were reluctant to eat the last few bags of instant noodles, but ground them into instant noodles powder, mixed with sesame and a little millet to make a black paste.

Dong Qing and Xiaoya are college students anyway. They know that there is a layer of tissue called phloem between the bark and xylem of trees. Fortunately, there are two trees in the yard, and the bark is mainly the part of the dug trunk.

However, it is not spring yet. The two trees have not sprouted yet. They were dug up by Dong Qing and others. The energy absorbed from the bark is really limited.

Otherwise, knowledge changes fate. Without this little skill and the bark, the three of them should have starved to death a week ago.

Other food at home, including a box of canned fruit and snacks, were eaten up by several people a month ago.

"I'll go out and find something to eat tomorrow." Dong Qing said in a deep voice.

"No." Xiaoya quickly clenched Dong Qing's hand. Dong Qing's coma for two days really frightened Xiaoya. She was too afraid that Dong Qing would not come back after she went out.

Even the little girl Zhao Zhenzhen looked at Dong Qing eagerly and didn't want him to take risks.

Patted Xiaoya's hand to relax her, and touched the little girl's head. Dong Qing sighed, "if we don't go out, we'll starve to death. I have to fight."

Xiaoya knows that Dong Qing is stubborn and can't pull back several cows. She can only say with red eyes, "I'll go with you."

"I'll go too." The little girl also joined in the fun.

"No, you're making trouble. Don't worry. I've been out several times. This injury is an accident." Dong Qing shook his head.

Then he took out the two bottles of medicine, took out two tablets and stuffed them into the hands of the two women.

"Eat them quickly. Your body is too weak." Dong Qing said.

He had no strength because he was injured, and the two women were weak because they gave Dong Qing most of what they ate and couldn't keep up with the nutrition.

Under Dong Qing's gaze, the two women took the pills In the entrance.

That little black did not make them full at all, let alone half of them were forced into Dong Qing's mouth by them. The tablets were not rice, but at least they could swallow them and let their appetite digest.

Calcium tablets are slightly bitter and vitamin tablets are slightly sweet. They have two different flavors, which make the two women like eating sugar in their mouth and unwilling to swallow them for a long time.

The next afternoon.

For Dong Qing's lunch before leaving, Xiaoya made twice as much.

Only when you are full can you have the strength to run, not to mention that Dong Qing has not fully recovered.

The heavy green anti-theft door was opened again. Dong Qing, dressed in civilian clothes and carrying two shoulder bags, big and small, took a deep breath and stepped out of the threshold.

"Remember the knocking rhythm we agreed last night. Don't open the door to strangers, you know?" Dong Qing told the second daughter uneasily.

"Yes, I know." The two girls nodded like chickens pecking rice.

In this world, those who can survive are either capable people or cruel people.

After a month of searching for supplies, Dong Qing knew that in addition to the three of them, there were still some scattered people living in this area. At the beginning of discovery, Dong Qing was also happy to find the same kind.

Some of them were willing to exchange living materials with Dong Qing.

But once, Dong Qing mistakenly brought back two people with evil intentions. When the two people showed their tusks to be bad for Xiaoya and Zhao Zhenzhen, Dong Qing really adapted to the rules of the end of the world.

If you don't annoy Dong Qing, he is a harmless dead house for people and animals, but who wants to annoy him? Dong Qing is not a little white face to be bullied.

Fortunately, Dong Qing reacted quickly that day, and was usually on the safe side. He always hid a slender crowbar in his sleeve and suddenly rebelled, so that Xiaoya and Zhao Zhenzhen were not bullied.

The two bastards were finally beaten half to death by Dong Qing, losing one arm and one leg respectively.

With a broken arm and leg, Dong Qing has no idea how long they can live in the last world.

Even he didn't realize it. I don't know when, his temper became a lot more violent.

Xiaoya has always been his pulse. Who wants to bully Xiaoya, Dong Qinghui will work hard with him.

In addition to these scattered people, a group of people huddled together to keep warm in the west of their residential houses.

Dong Qing has never been there. He learned from several familiar scattered people that the environment there is not very good. Women and children have no status. Sometimes they are treated as goods.

Dong Qing, who has Xiaoya and little girl Zhao Zhenzhen to take care of, of course, can't go to that place. It's a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

Holding back the stabbing pain on his back, Dong Qing half bent down and observed the surrounding situation from the root of the wall, while slowly moving outward.

Negative energy makes many humans become terrible living dead and changes the constitution of many surviving humans.

At least in terms of resilience, post apocalyptic humans are more than half of pre apocalyptic humans.

Otherwise, Dong Qing would not have been so seriously injured. After recuperating for three days, he could go to the ground and go out again to search for food.

Of course, it is also possible that Dong Qing has a special constitution

In order to cover up the bloody smell from his wounds, Dong Qing wiped his body with muddy water before leaving, so he is now covered in black. In addition, in order to hide his breath, he hid in the corner for a long time. If you don't pay attention, you really can't find a living man.

The habitual probe glanced at the next room. Except for a human skeleton half paralyzed on the ground, it was still empty.

"Has ah Huang gone out..." Dong Qing murmured that there had been no containment of the living dead in their family, which was largely due to the pervading smell of ah Huang's mutant animals.

Animals have a strong sense of territory. They dare not say far away, but as long as they are close to the living dead 50 meters around the yard, they will be solved by ah Huang.

The corpse was an old man Liu, the owner of ah Huang. The old man died on the first night of the outbreak of the last world, but ah Huang still didn't give up. In addition to going out to hunt every day, he guarded the corpse.

Without ah Huang guarding next door, Dong Qing was a little worried. He decided to go back quickly and get enough food for the three people for two days, so he came back immediately.

Dong Qing's worry comes not only from the threat of the living dead around him, but also from the survivors in the West.

He was reminded by a kind-hearted "scavenger" that the people in the west coal yard had been staring at them for a long time.