Ordinary Guy In Apocalypse

After a busy day, night falls.

Another full day.

After watching the movie, he sent the zombies outside to the trash can.

Without the help of auntie cleaners, I have to rely on myself for everything, but if you think about it this way, don't you have to pay property fees?

The annual property fee is more than 1,000 yuan, which is a lot. Often when the payment is made, his heart hurts, as if something important has left him.

All the meals at noon were made by him.

"Forget it, work hard tonight and eat instant noodles."

rummaging in the refrigerator to find some accessories.

One egg and one ham sausage were all his must-have ingredients for instant noodles.

Zizi!

There are blisters boiling on the edge of the pot.

Lin Fan skillfully opened the instant noodles, poured them into the pot, then tore off the seasoning packet and sprinkled it on the surface.

Hold the egg and tap the side of the pan lightly, the shell is cracked, and the soft egg white and yolk are spread on the surface.

Sliced ​​ham, a little artistic sprinkle.

"Cooking instant noodles is a technical task. You need to control the heat and time. Not everyone can cook a perfect bowl of instant noodles." Lin Fan stood quietly in front of the gas stove, waiting, keeping control of the heat at any time.

It didn't take long for the unique aroma of instant noodles to come out.

The quality of the eggs is not bad, not fully cooked, tearing can see the flowing yolk.

Overcooked eggs are not delicious. This kind of egg with flowing yolks, when mixed with noodles, tastes the most delicious. It not only has the taste of soup, but also the taste of eggs. When the two are combined, that is the Really delicious.

Click, turn off the fire.

Take the rag and bring the pot of cooking noodles to the table.

When I saw the coriander, I washed it, made a small piece and sprinkled it on the face.

A bowl of ordinary but extraordinary noodles is finally ready. In the end times, it should be considered a delicious meal.

Eating noodles sparsely.

night.

The zombies outside were wandering around, and they were much more active than during the day. Occasionally, the roar of the zombies could be heard. In his sleep, Lin Fan had a dream. He dreamed that he worked hard and was appreciated by his boss. His salary had skyrocketed, and his monthly income exceeded 10,000 yuan. , bought a small car, made a girlfriend, and then...

Roar!

boom!

boom!

A loud noise came from afar.

Lin Fan was awakened by the harsh sound.

He found that the zombies at night were like taking drugs.

Obviously no one, but strangely active.

Lifting the quilt, I couldn't bear it anymore and came to the balcony, shouting into the darkness.

"Can you guys have some quality? Let's see what time it is now. It's already... two in the morning. If you don't sleep, can you not disturb others' rest? I have to go to work tomorrow."

He is desperate for this group of zombies, quality.

Where is the quality going?

That's right, it's the end of the world now.

But the end times are not the reason for your lack of quality.

Roar!

What responded to him were endless roars, wave after wave, and the sound of running.

The zombies who heard the voice seemed even more excited.

"Hey."

"The quality is worrying."

"It's obviously a failure of the nine-year compulsory education."

What else could he say, nothing to say.

He has a good temper, and when he encounters a grumpy one, he will definitely go down and fight with them.

But he won't, compulsory education told him.

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.

You can't teach others a lesson because of their arrogance.

Win and lose money, lose and go to jail.

There was once a friend of Ma, who smashed his boyfriend's egg for twenty dollars, resulting in the death of the man.

20 = double eggs + one life.

It's terrifying to think about.

"Let's do it with you, I'll sleep with me." Lin Fan shook his head, a zombie is so incompetent, what can he do?

There is really no way.

Just when he was about to sleep with his head covered.

boom!

boom!

The security door was patted with a bang.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and kept admonishing himself...

Endure the calm for a while, take a step back and see the sky.

boom! boom! boom!

Lin Fan: ...

He came to the door, took a kitchen knife, and opened the security door. At the door, a group of zombies climbed up the stairs and walked in front of his house.

"Can you guys stop deceiving people like this, I don't even want to care about you."

"You still patted my door at my door and disturbed my sleep."

"I'm so angry..."

After finishing speaking, instead of getting an apology from the zombies, it was the roars of the zombies.

puff!

Lin Fan slashed with a knife, one knife after another, one sound after another.

"Get out, get out of here, I've already called the police, and the uncle of the police has said that my self-defense is not wrong."

He rarely swears, because he is a polite young man, but now he is irritable, he can't bear it anymore, he just wants a good night's sleep, is such a request too much?

Black blood stained the ground and walls red, which brought him a huge workload.

After a long time.

Lin Fan returned to the house, closed the security door with a snap, and put the kitchen knife on the shoe cabinet.

Back in the room, he slept with his head covered. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the quilt and dragged the little bear doll on the bedside table to the quilt with a bang.

early morning.

The sun shines in.

The alarm clock is six twenty.

"It's time to go to work." Lin Fan got up, dressed and washed as usual.

The company's system is very strict. If you leave early, you will be deducted, and if you arrive late, you will be deducted. You will be deducted 200 yuan at a time.

But he likes the atmosphere of the company, everyone is nice.

The boss is not good.

But he understands that the boss is under a lot of pressure and spends a lot of money, so he has to cooperate well.

Take out two eggs from the refrigerator, boil them, add a bag of milk, and it is breakfast in the morning.

Standing in front of the mirror, simply cleaning up, very energetic, at first glance, it is an excellent office worker.

He wants to come to the company early and explain to the boss that I was really watching a movie yesterday.

Take a kitchen knife and open the security door.

The hallway was quiet, not a single sound.

The group of zombies must have been so tired last night that they found a place to sleep.

Come downstairs.

Breathing fresh air, the air in the morning has a unique taste, it is the air that is not polluted by exhaust, take a deep breath, feel refreshed and full of energy all day.

There should be zombies in the neighborhood.

But he did not take the initiative to provoke, nor did he make a violent sound.

It must have been very tiring to be so late last night. Only in a quiet environment can we rest better. This is what a good person should do.

Take the initiative to look for it, and cut people with a knife.

This is not what law-abiding people should do.

"Shhhh!"

When he was about to leave the community, there was a small voice.

He stopped and looked suspiciously.

In a building over there, the window on the fourth floor opened gently, and a man with an abnormally bad mental state made a sound towards him, and his expression gradually became a little excited.

I wanted to say something, but didn't dare to say it loudly.

"Good morning." Lin Fan waved his hand, showing what he thought was the friendliest smile.

A beautiful morning with the most beautiful smile will be a good start.

"I'm off to work, bye."

Big than hello, just leave.

"What the hell am I..." When the man heard Lin Fan's words, he was speechless for a while. After a while, he said, "This guy is crazy."

"Good morning?"

"work?"

He was a little crazy, shaking his head, rubbing his eyes, an illusion, it must be an illusion, it was not a person just now, there was no one at all, I was greeting the person in the illusion.

There are zombies wandering outside his door, banging against the security door from time to time, I don't know how long it can last.

He wanted to get out of here, but he didn't know how to get out.

Last night, the bursts of roars scared him so much that he didn't dare to sleep all night, and his spirit was tortured so much that he was afraid that zombies would break into the door and swallow him up.

Delusions are delusions.

There are no zombies.

It's all an illusion.

The man swayed open the security door, saw the two zombies in front of the door, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You are delusional, right?"

Roar!

The zombies roared, their eyes glowing, and they rushed towards him.

"It's so quiet."

Lin Fan stood at the gate of the community and looked around.

The doors and windows of the storefront were shattered, corpses were piled up on the road, and blood was solidified and blackened everywhere.

Although the current situation makes him uncomfortable, he is used to being alone.

"Go to work."

In the past, I used to take the bus to work, but looking at the current situation, the bus is probably hopeless.

Fortunately, there was a small yellow car on the side of the road. I scanned the code with my mobile phone, and the payment was successful. I carried a schoolbag, held a kitchen knife, boarded a bicycle, and drove in the direction of the company.

One dollar an hour is not expensive, very cheap, and you can ride it back later.

There are many overturned cars on the road.

There are luxury cars and there are cheap cars.

In many cars, the driver is still sitting in the driver's seat, but there is no breath.

They did not turn into zombies, but on the way to escape, cars collided and died.

There are also a lot of sedans, only the hull is burning.

The carbonized corpse inside is shocking.

He stepped on the pedals, not fast or slow, and could see some roads and zombies stumbling around.

He rides quietly and unnoticed.

Occasionally, zombies saw him.

In an instant, he rushed like a dog like a madman, and was hacked to death by him with a kitchen knife.

"Protecting myself is the most important thing I should do at this time."

He just wants to go back to the company and still have a month's salary with the boss.

No matter how it ends.

The hard work must be paid.

He still has to live.

PS: Hey, I don’t have a sales account, don’t think about it, it’s because I’m in a bad state during this period of time, playing games, drinking, and living a bit ignorant. As for changing the protagonist and writing this book, I want to slow down my state. , thank you for your support.

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Nima, either you have a problem, or I have a problem. Yes, there are problems. I really changed the protagonist's name to Lin Fan. Forget it.