MTL - Being a Koi in a Survival Game-Chapter 11 Nautical Orgy
Chapter 11 Sailing Carnival 11
Limited by vision, Fu Anan couldn't see them.
But the crash from the rear was clearly audible, and the riot ended a minute later with a few screams.
The result is self-evident, the entire cabin is filled with the stench of rancidity and blood.
Fu Anan lowered her head and recorded it in her notebook
[Keep absolute silence, the door cannot withstand the attack of the zombie group. ]
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With the unlucky precedent, all the surviving people kept quiet, survived the eleventh day of sailing, and spent it safely.
The twelfth day of sailing survival, passed safely.
The thirteenth day of sailing survival, starting at about three o'clock in the morning,
Another sound came from the room.
"catch him!"
"Oh my God, I got bitten."
"Ah, help!"
Fu Anan sat up from the bed all of a sudden, lay down on the cat's eye and looked out.
The door on the opposite side opened by itself, and the person inside rushed out covered in blood, followed by the companion who went in together two days ago.
But he has turned into a zombie.
The man who rushed out looked around and slapped the closed door.
But no one opened the door.
Fu Anan didn't dare to open the door either.
The man who called for help had lost his ears and was bleeding.
Immediately afterwards, he was thrown down by a yellow-haired zombie.
It's the people who went into hiding after being injured two days ago that started to get sick.
There are also some rooms where people who were bitten two days ago lived. They fell ill one after another. They were either forked out by the survivors in the room, or the survivors in the entire room died under the mouths of the zombies.
From three in the morning to six or seven in the morning, this is definitely a long and dark time for the survivors in the entire cabin.
Fu Anan looked at the opposite door, she remembered that the fat man opposite was caught by zombies, and he hasn't moved yet, is he dead?
At nine o'clock in the morning, the crisis is temporarily over.
Fu Anan stopped looking at the opposite room, stood up and twisted his neck, and started exercising twice a day.
There are three sets of radio gymnastics for her to choose every day.
I don't want to practice martial arts, but I want to be able to run faster than zombies when encountering danger.
Don’t suffer from waist pain, leg pain, and leg cramps if you don’t run for two steps. The body is the capital of survival.
Fu Anan felt that in addition to good luck, he also had too many advantages such as paying attention to details and taking precautions before they happened.
Among the survivors in the entire cabin, she, Fu Anan, may be the most prepared.
After finishing her morning exercises, Fu An'an barely warmed up the food left in the refrigerator, and ate it alive. Turn over the first page of the notebook and cross out today's date. There are still seventeen days before leaving this ghost game.
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Fu An An can dog, but it doesn't mean that other people can dog too.
They were not as well-prepared as Fu Anan. Some rooms with many people did not have enough food and water.
Either starve to death, or go out, walk through the hallway full of zombies, and find food in the kitchen.
Finally a team started to act.
Bang Bang —
A throwing sound in the quiet corridor caught the attention of the zombies outside the door.
The next moment, an explosive song sounded at the end of the corridor. There was a rushing sound in the corridor, and all the zombies rushed to the corridor. Fu Anan watched the door diagonally opposite was opened, and several people ran towards the kitchen quickly.
The ringtone of the mobile phone bought them a lot of time, and several people successfully transferred.
Fu Anan looked at the zombie who slowed down and chased after him for a while, and then calmed down because he lost his target. He lowered his head and wrote in his notebook—[Audio-first]
With the first one, the survivors in the second and third rooms will move to the kitchen.
(end of this chapter)
