The warm lights are as bright as daytime, and the temperature is moderate, making people feel warm. "Wow", the sound of dishes putting them in the pot is very crisp. Then the sound of cooking sounds, and gradually the fragrance drifts out, and the whole car is filled with a scent of dishes.

Jiang Shan was bare-shirting, shaking the pot in his hand with his left hand, and stir-frying with a spatula in his right hand, then adding some salt and soy sauce. He almost got the pot. He grew up with his father since he was a child, and Jiang Shan also developed a good cooking skill. Although they were all home-cooked dishes, he thought they were still good.

He put the plate with shredded potatoes on the square table in the public space. Jiang Shan turned around and planned to cook two dishes. It was a celebration and a reward for himself. Today, he did something that he felt very good about himself. Jiang Shan thought of himself with a little ridicule.

"Uh, eggs, tomatoes, um, scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Jiang Shan took out the eggs and tomatoes from the refrigerator, cut them up on the small operating table next to the sink, and there was soothing light music in the car, which made him feel very relaxed.

Pour the golden egg liquid into the pot with a crisp sound, then stir-fry. After that, pour in the cut tomatoes, continue to stir-fry, then add salt chicken essence and other ingredients, and Jiangshan starts the pot and puts it on the plate.

Take out one of the cabbage in the refrigerator, cut half of it, and put half back into the refrigerator. Jiang Shan washed the cabbage in the sink, removed the vegetable gang, filled the big pot with water, lit the fire, and brushed the washed vegetable leaves a few times, and the neat vegetable leaves were finished.

Open the refrigerator, "Pig bones, pig bones, where are they?" There were too many things in the crowded refrigerator, and Jiang Shan rummaged through it with his hands, "I found it, here! Make another cabbage pork bone soup!"

The broken pork leg bones were not very big. Put them in the boiling water, then spoon the bleeding water, add onion, ginger and garlic, then pour in the cabbage, then add some chicken essence and salt, cover the pot, and Jiang Shan nodded with satisfaction.

Jiang Shan took out the bowls and chopsticks, then opened the steamed rice box on the wall, filled a large bowl of rice, walked to the square table, and ate these two bowls of dishes. The soup had to wait for a while, and he was a little hungry, so he ate it first. The slender shredded potatoes mixed with green pepper shreds were bitten by Jiang Shan's full bite. The sour and sour taste and crispy taste were surging in his mouth. Jiang Shan was very satisfied and immediately ate the rice in big mouthfuls, then swallowed it, and breathed deeply.

The chopsticks picked up the golden eggs and stuffed them into their mouths without saying a word. Jiang Shan’s eating habits were not very good, but they made people feel very appetizing. Tomatoes, eggs, shredded potatoes, bite at a time, making Jiang Shan forget to pay attention. The kitchen pot has been boiling for a long time.

"Oh, the soup is ready! I almost forgot." Jiang Shan stood up in a hurry, ran into the kitchen, took the big pot with cabbage pork bone soup, opened the lid, and a unique aroma of pork drifted out. Jiang Shan smiled and picked up a pork bone and gnawed it, "Oh, hot!"

Although it was very hot, Jiang Shan couldn't help but gnaw away the flesh on the bones bit by bit. He looked up and down carefully and found that there was no flesh on the bones. Then he sucked hard at the broken mouth on the leg bones, not even letting go of the bone marrow.

"Ah, it's so good!" He moaned, and poured the soup into the rice with a spoon. The soup started to slash the rice, and his forehead was slightly sweating. He ignored it. He seemed to have never felt that he could cook so deliciously. He served two bowls of rice in a row and ate the whole pot of soup. Only then did he get enough to eat and lit a cigarette.

It was late at night, and the world outside the car was dark, but the inside was as warm as spring...

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After washing the dishes and cleaning up, Jiang Shan stood in the middle of the front of the car with a cigarette. The space of the car was very high, and Jiang Shan stood between the cab and the co-pilot without looking crowded. He used his hands to debug the radar next to the display screen. Jiang Shan thought about the fierce battle in the tunnel in the evening, which made him still feel a little scared.

"I'm careless, the radar alarm has not been turned on, and I didn't observe it." Jiang Shan seemed a little depressed about forgetting to drive the radar in the afternoon. In fact, Jiang Shan was not very clear about the distance of the radar, but he was in the car now, and he could see from the radar that there were several red dots moving within 1 kilometer nearby. It should be zombies. In the tunnel, Jiang Shan forgot to watch the radar and did not turn on the alarm. As long as he leaned on the car, the red light alarm would flash in the car.

After spitting out a mouthful of cigarettes, Jiang Shan looked at the radar carefully and nodded, "In the future, this is the most important way to save your life. Before getting off the car, the radar will be checked to see if there are anyone or zombies nearby."

Then he clicked on the display screen next to the radar. Jiang Shan planned to listen to whether there was any news on the radio. Now that there is no electricity or network, I don’t know if the radio can still be used.

There was a "sizzling" noise. Jiang Shan debugged for a long time and there was a noise.

He sat down in the passenger seat and looked at the dark night outside the window. Jiang Shan was thinking about this noise.

After a while, he stood up, turned off the radio, walked back to the bedroom, and lay on the bed. He had already taken a shower before cooking. The fierce battle in the tunnel made him feel all over his body filled with all kinds of sticky liquid, which made him vomit out in the toilet.

The survival car is now parked at the exit of the tunnel. Because it was late at night, after clearing the zombies in the tunnel, Jiang Shan then swept all the cars in the tunnel and near the exit. So it was too late and it was always unsafe at night. It should be about 10 kilometers away from Fengxian. Jiang Shan planned to set off at dawn.

When Jiang Shan clicked on his phone, he looked at the number of money displayed on it [3121] and the single digits. It was also during the sweeping process that he did not even let go of a dollar in the car.

"Hey, why is there another box and exclamation mark?" Jiang Shan was excited, his voice a little deformed because he saw the same icon as the last gift bag.

I immediately clicked on it, and the phone instantly showed "Congratulations on killing zombies for the first time and getting a discount coupon for items: 20% off." Jiang Shan, who was so excited just now, was a little depressed, "I thought there was another lottery gift package, cut it!" Although he said this, Jiang Shan was actually quite satisfied.

If it is 20% off, it can save a lot of money after all. If it can be cheaper, who doesn’t want to be cheaper?

After reading some products, Jiang Shan recalled the battle in the evening. He had his own understanding of his own shortcomings. Although he had the help of guns, he realized that his marksmanship was too poor. In addition, his body protection was too poor. Only a leather jacket was used to protect his body, so he was easily injured by zombies. One of the most urgent things was to improve his marksmanship and improve his equipment.

I continued to read the phone. The music was already in charge. The car was very quiet, and only the air conditioner made a slight sound of wind. Jiang Shan leaned against the head of the bed and checked carefully.

"Well, buy a gun holster first, otherwise it will be unsafe and inconvenient to insert the pistol on the belt. Yes, this is the shoulder-mounted holster. You can insert the gun while you have a bullet bag. You can put a few magazines." Jiang Shan said, and a holster appeared in his hand. He stood up and brought the holster, picked up Browning from the head of the bed, inserted it smoothly into the holster under the left rib, then took out the bullet supply box from under the bed, took a few magazines, and put it into the holster under the right rib.

The holster is made of dark yellow leather. The back is crossed into a fork and then connected to the ribs. There is a button on the chest of Zai Shi that can be fixed. Jiang Shan opened the telescopic mirror in the wardrobe and turned around to look at it. He was very satisfied, "It feels good for more than 300 yuan. The products produced in the store must be fine."

Taking off the gun holster and put it on the desk, Jiang Shan continued to flip through his phone, "There are also a good pair of field boots. Well, the sneakers I wore today are useless, more than 500, I bought them." Jiang Shan did not hesitate to click to buy them. Although there were many choices of field boots in the store, Jiang Shan looked at a few pairs, chose the ones he thought he was interested in, and then chose the number of numbers and clicked to buy them.

"There are gloves, half-finger gloves, too, it costs more than 100, so choose a black one." Jiang Shan held his mobile phone and said to himself, "It still needs some heavy firepower. There are more zombies in the city, and buy some that can attack on a large scale. However, heavy machine guns cost tens of thousands of yuan, so I can't afford it! Hey, grenades, buy a few." When operating the mobile phone, Jiang Shan bought 3 grenades, 600 yuan each, and there was still enough money for more than 400 yuan left.

Jiang Shan’s plan is actually very clear, not to fight in close combat, because some ordinary martial arts in the store cost more than hundreds of thousands of yuan, which makes it difficult for him to accept. He found that some things in reality are generally cheap and the prices are acceptable, while what is not in reality is super expensive.

He now has a target of a product and feels that he urgently needs to buy it. [Gun Usage Skills, Entry Level]. Such a product requires nearly 20,000 yuan and dozens of zombies. Now Jiang Shan’s shooting skills are really not enough. He thinks this is still very useful for him to save his life.

He also saw a new interface in the store, [Illustration Book], which reads the number of kills: [37]. It also has a detailed introduction to zombies, zombies' attack power, intelligence, and other data reflected in them.

Jiang Shan looked carefully and concluded that zombies have no vision and touch, but they have a keen sense of smell and hearing. The hearing is about several times that of humans. Human hearing depends on the decibels of sound, and zombies seem to be the same, while zombies have better smell, but they are only interested in fresh corpses and blood. They can smell the blood within one kilometer in an instant.

"Fortunately, zombies cannot reproduce and their speed is not fast, otherwise humans will be over. I estimate that 500,000 people in Feng County will be thankful that 50,000 people will be alive." Jiang Shan curled his lips, but he was still a little worried, because the hearing of zombies made him a little irritated. His way of saving his life, not mentioning cars and shops, was left with guns. After using the gun, he did not intend to use a machete to chop zombies, because for him, an ordinary person with no force at all, he was almost looking for death. Although the information shows that the speed of zombies is worse than that of humans and his strength is the same as that of humans, Jiang Shan did not want to take risks.

"Even if they can hear farther than humans, I won't care. Now the shops force me to kill zombies, and I have no money. I will starve to death after a while. When I enter the city, I must encounter zombies. I can only do it and have no way out."

The noise of guns is at least 100 decibels in this end of the world, so Jiang Shan personally estimated that zombies within a range of one or two hundred meters would hear it, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had also seen the silencers in the store, which were almost the same as the price of guns and could not afford them at all, and the silencers were not completely soundless.
Chapter completed!