The World Turned into Zombies, So I Went Back to the Countryside to Farm 62p2

Chapter 62p2: Candy

Wen Zhao, after dealing with the zombies that were chasing them closely, also squeezed in through the crack in the door. She and Jiang Zao pushed the collapsed cabinet up again, but they both knew that this wouldn’t last long.

Jiang Zao rushed to their side in a single bound.

“Is everyone okay?!”

Little Mi nodded weakly, and her head tilted as she leaned against Jiang Wuni’s embrace.

Wen Zhao quickly took out a syringe from her bag, drew out the clear liquid from the ampoule, and then rolled up Little Mi’s sleeve.

“Bear with it.”

While she was giving Little Mi the injection, a steady stream of zombies poured in, crushing the already overburdened cabinet. Even the glass in the room was shattered. The zombies and the broken glass rolled in together, then roared as they got up and pounced on them. More zombies climbed in through the broken window.

Jiang Zao could only keep pulling the trigger.

The muzzle spat out a tongue of fire, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Wen Zhao picked up Little Mi and ran upstairs.

“Go, go, go upstairs, to the rooftop!”

Jiang Zao turned around and pushed Jiang Wuni up.

They ran all the way to the locked iron gate on the third floor before they stopped. Wen Zhao quickly took out a black hairpin from her pocket and inserted it into the keyhole, turning it.

The few people behind the door held each other and took a few steps back, looking at the constantly twisting doorknob. The man gritted his teeth and rushed up.

“Don’t let them in! Quick, block the door!”

Then came the woman, and then the teenager, who all pounced on it, pressing their weight against the door.

Wen Zhao pushed a few times but couldn’t move it. She then slammed her shoulder against it. Jiang Zao also took a few steps back and kicked hard, but it still didn’t budge. Her eyes couldn’t help but turn red.

“What do we do if this door won’t open?!”

Seeing that the sound of the zombies’ footsteps was already close at hand, she handed Little Mi to Jiang Wuni, and then took the gun from Jiang Zao’s hand.

“There’s something blocking it from behind. You guys keep smashing. I’ll hold off the zombies!”

Jiang Zao took out her ice axe with her backhand and smashed the lock one by one, while constantly hitting the door with her shoulder.

The few people outside the door were also red in the face, gritting their teeth. “Hold on… don’t let them in!”

Jiang Zao smashed it down one by one, and the entire corridor echoed with a loud “bang—bang—.” She was also red-eyed, panting heavily, and roaring hysterically, “Open, for, me!!!”

She raised the ice axe high with both hands, aimed at the lock cylinder, and smashed it down hard. With a loud bang, even the lock was shattered, and the lock cylinder was also pulled out.

Jiang Zao’s hand was already a bloody mess.

Under the huge impact, the few people behind the door also took a few steps back.

Jiang Zao took the opportunity to slam her shoulder against it again. Jiang Wuni also pushed the door hard with both hands. With their joint efforts, the iron door finally moved a crack.

Through the crack in the door, Jiang Zao also saw the terrified eyes behind the door. She couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

“There’s… someone! It’s a survivor! It’s a survivor! Open, open the door, quick, open the door… save… save us…”

The stairs were already a river of blood.

The machine gun bullets had all been used up. Wen Zhao smashed the butt of her gun on a zombie’s temple, knocking it down. Another zombie leaped up. Wen Zhao raised the gun and stuffed it into its mouth, then kicked it in the abdomen. The zombie rolled down the stairs, like a domino, and even the zombies behind it fell, trampling on each other, squeezing, and climbing up on the bodies of their own kind, as if they were tireless.

Wen Zhao threw the gun, pulled out the Mountain Stream Snow from her back, and slashed at the zombie’s head. She had already lost count of how many times she had swung her knife and how many zombies she had killed.

She only heard the endless sound of the door being smashed, and her own heavy breathing. Wen Zhao was gradually in a killing frenzy. The knife in her hand was also getting heavier. Every swing took all her strength, and even squeezed the last bit of air from her lungs.

A gap had appeared on the snow-white, sharp blade of the Mountain Stream Snow.

Wen Zhao fell to her knees with a thud, supporting herself with her knife.

The man came to his senses and pounced on it again, blocking the door with his body. “If you don’t want to die, don’t let them in!”

Jiang Zao grabbed the door frame, her knuckles turning white. Her eyes were bloodshot. She looked back at the exhausted Wen Zhao, and tears couldn’t help but well up in her eyes.

She turned her head again, gritted her teeth, and let out a roar from deep within her throat, pushing the door out bit by bit with her shoulder.

Jiang Wuni also pounced on it to help her, her toes in the crack of the door. Unknowingly, her face was already covered in tears.

The teenager’s gaze outside the door gradually fell on the dying Little Mi’s face on her back. He was dazed, and his grip loosened.

“Dad, they have a child…”

Jiang Zao took the opportunity to squeeze half of her body in. She roared with red eyes, “Kele! Charge in!”

Kele leaped up and crashed into the man’s chest. The man was afraid of being bitten and finally let go. Jiang Zao and Jiang Wuni used too much force, and the moment the door opened, they fell straight in.

“A-Zhao!”

Before Jiang Zao could get up, she looked back. Wen Zhao had used all her strength to cut off the head of the zombie in front of her, stumbled to her feet, and leaped into the door just before the zombies could rush in. She pressed her back against the iron door, panted heavily, and fell to the ground.

Only then did Jiang Zao let out a huge sigh of relief. After surviving a disaster, she had not had time to be happy when a gun was pressed against her head.

“Say, who are you?! From where—”

Before he could finish, the man’s pupils suddenly dilated. A line of blood spurted from his forehead. His body tilted, and he fell to the ground.

Little Mi, who was lying on the ground, was holding a gun, panting heavily.

“Honey!”

The woman’s eyes were about to split. She let out a heart-wrenching cry, picked up an axe, and slashed at Little Mi.

Jiang Zao’s pupils shrank. She stood up and kicked the person out. The woman’s head hit the edge of the rooftop hard. She opened her eyes, twitched a few times, and went limp on the ground.

“Dad, Mom!”

From the beginning, the teenager’s hand had been in his pocket, perhaps holding some weapon, and he had been staring at Little Mi.

Seeing his parents die tragically in front of him, he also let out a hysterical cry. His hand was about to come out of his pocket. “I’m going to kill you, you bunch of… cough… cough, cough…”

The teenager looked down at the sharp blade that had passed through his chest. Finally, with a look of unwillingness, he fell backward. A half-melted lollipop rolled out of his right palm.

Wen Zhao silently lowered her head.

Jiang Wuni was holding Li Mi and crying, and she also said nothing.

The world was silent.

Only the snowflakes began to fall again.

Covering everything.

The sound of the iron door being constantly battered reminded them that the crisis was not yet completely over. Wen Zhao looked around.

“The distance between the buildings here is very close. Little Zao, look for something to get to the rooftop next door.”

Fortunately, the northwest region had always been arid and had little rain, so they were all flat-roofed houses. If they were like most of the houses in the south, which were sloped, they would have been in danger.

Jiang Zao quickly found a rectangular wooden board from the pile of clutter on the rooftop. It was unclear if it had been taken from a long dining table or a wardrobe door before, but it looked very sturdy.

She carefully extended the wooden board from this end to the rooftop next door, building a simple single-plank bridge.

While she was rummaging through things, there was another interlude. She accidentally opened the tent on the rooftop and found the old woman lying inside. She checked the old woman’s breath. She had been dead for a long time.

Jiang Zao reached out and closed her eyes.

Jiang Wuni moved the obstacles that had been piled up at the door back to block the door.

Only then was Wen Zhao able to get free. She stood up with Jiang Wuni’s help and picked up the shotgun that the man had dropped on the ground.

“Let’s go.”

No one noticed that the few people who were lying in the snow, including the old woman in the tent, all had a green sun tattoo on the back of their necks.

Jiang Zao carried Little Mi on her back, tied her to herself with a rope, and was the first to walk across the wooden board.

Then came Kele, and then Jiang Wuni. The rooftop was covered with dense hordes of zombies. She stood on the wooden board and was a little scared when she looked at it.

Jiang Zao held out her hand to her. “Don’t look down.”

Jiang Wuni nodded and also slowly moved over.

The last one was Wen Zhao, who also did the same. Jiang Zao pulled the wooden board back.

Just as she had done all this, the iron door was swallowed by the surging tide of zombies. Seeing the zombies pounce over, but they fell like dumplings. Wen Zhao grabbed Jiang Zao’s hand.

“Let’s go quickly. It’s still not safe here.”

Fortunately, the houses in the town were all in a row like this. After they had passed through several rooftops in this way, they could gradually no longer hear the roars of the zombies.

They hid in a house for a short rest, drank some water, ate something, and then went downstairs, tiptoeing along the base of the wall back to the parking spot.

The zombies here had not completely dispersed. Jiang Zao drew her bow and opened a bloody path for them.

The group quickly ran to the side of the car. Wen Zhao jumped into the car and quickly inserted the key and turned it. “Get in the car!”

Jiang Zao didn’t have time to retrieve her arrows. She let Jiang Wuni get in first, then put down Little Mi, and then turned back to open the car door and get in.

“Drive!”

Wen Zhao stepped on the gas, and before the horde of zombies could surround them, she shot out like an arrow from a bow.