How to break the fast wearing as a villain

Chapter 682 Doomsday Army Soul (37)

Since there were no zombies around, they were not in a hurry and simply stopped here.

In the past, someone here may have raised fish in the lake, and there was a hut next to it. The conditions were a little rough, but most of the facilities were still complete.

Lu Zijin has been lethargic lately, which may be caused by the virus, so Ye Jing relied on the little dry food his aunt gave him when he came out.

On the morning of the fourth day, there was a knock on the door of the hut, Ye Jing sat up suddenly in fright, looked at Lu Zijin who was still awake, got up and opened the door.

He was very vigilant. There was a high possibility of zombies outside the door. After all, Lu Zijin's wound was still not healed, and it was more likely that he would not be able to find it following the smell of blood. He called softly inside the door: "Who?"

"It's me." The calm response outside the door made him relax all of a sudden.

"Why are you here!" Ye Jing opened the door abruptly, letting the man in military uniform who was standing outside the door bend over to enter.

Yeming looked down at him, stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head to show comfort, then his eyes fell on the simple bed next to him.

When Ye Jing saw him, his eyes were a little moist, but he held back his tears.

Yeming sat by the bed and looked at Lu Zijin's pale face. It had been three or four days, but his face was only pale, but the dark spots didn't spread to his face. He was a little surprised.

"How is the situation recently?" Ye Ming asked.

Ye Jing has been a little exhausted recently. He is just a child. He was helped to provoke that zombie dog on the mountain. It also caused Lu Zijin to be bitten.

He didn't even know where he was going, but seeing Lu Zijin's physical strength getting worse and worse than before, he felt his little heart twitching. He wanted to break the rules and make his eyes higher than the top. The old god is here My uncle is here.

Yeming lifted the quilt, took out Lu Zijin's arm, untied the knot of the bandage on the arm, Yejing asked hesitantly: "What are you doing?"

Ye Ming moved quickly, and when the blood-stained gauze was completely opened, he saw that the blood hole on his left arm had solidified, and the black spots around the wound were gradually dissipating.

Somewhat strange.

After a normal person is bitten, they can attack within three to five hours and become the next generation of zombies.

This virus is extremely transmissible, which is one of the factors.

But three or four days passed, and I knew in my heart that even if I found it, I might only see a pool of rotten black water, and there would be nothing else.

But now Lu Zijin is still fine, although he looks fragile, he is actually recovering slowly.

"She is slowly getting better." Ye Ming said.

"Really!" Ye Jing pounced over, and even pushed Ye Ming away, not blocking him from looking at Lu Zijin.

Yeming looked at the back of his small head and frowned, whose real brother is this?

But this younger brother breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lu Zijin's situation, he raised his head to look at Ye Ming, touched his flat stomach, and said very calmly: "Brother, I'm hungry, you know how to cook ?"

Yeming has been in the army for a long time, and he can still cook some simple and rude food, which can fill his stomach, but whether it is delicious or not is another matter.

He caught a fish in the lake nearby, and after simple handling, he roasted it twice in the fire, then found a pot in this simple house, and steamed it.

Don't dare to make too much fire, so as not to attract zombies, and quickly rinse off the fishy smell with lake water, and stop after making sure there is no extra smell.

Ye Jing took two mouthfuls of his steamed fish, frowned twice, and finally didn't spit it out.

I can't help sighing in my heart, the experience is really hard, thinking that when I grow up, I will experience human life in these virtual worlds like my father, and I feel a headache.

　(It’s also very guilty to make so little every day...)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)