Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book

tood at the table and looked around.

Complete appliances and furniture.
There are fish and meat to eat, and the vegetables on the planting rack grow strong daily.

Her dog is cute and obedient, and her cohabiting roommate is capable and handsome.

As long as the zombies don’t attack, this kind of life is obviously delighted!

Jiang Miaomiao was in a good mood as if she had been pumping chicken blood and threw two clips at Lu Qiming.

The latter was puzzled, and she said, “Clip your bangs.”

She wanted to eat while looking at his handsome face.

 

Lu Qiming couldn’t help laughing bitterly, and while pulling his bangs up, he said:

“I’ll cut off my hair later and let you appreciate it every day, how about?”

“You cut it yourself? Can you do it with your craftsmanship, why don’t I help you?”

She just said casually, without overthinking.

Lu Qiming waved his hands repeatedly as if seeing the god of plague.

“No, no, no, let my hair live.
I’ll be fine with my own razor.”

If he doesn’t want her help, she won’t help.
She saves herself from trouble.

Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes and drank half a bowl of fish soup in one breath.

Full of food and drink, the two of them collapsed on the sofa and didn’t want to move.

Jiang Miaomiao kicked Lu Qiming with her toes, and the latter said without waiting for her to speak.：

“I don’t want to wash it.”

“Who told you to wash the dishes, I want to ask you, why in the morning when I brushed my teeth in the bathroom, I smelled a bad smell in it?”

“You still have to ask.
You have bad breath，

“You don’t need to ask, your bad breath made me stupid last night.”

“Fuck you, you have bad breath!” Jiang Miaomiao kicked him hard and said seriously:

“That’s obviously the smell of blood from zombies.
It used to smell like that, when we went out and came back to take a shower.
Did another zombie sneak in?”

Lu Qiming shook his head.

“Impossible, I checked every room in the morning and there was nothing abnormal.”

“Then what’s the matter with this smell?”

He pinched her belly, which was so thin that he couldn’t touch it.

“Ten times you’re hallucinating in fear.
Leave it alone.
If you don’t go out today, what are you going to do?”

Jiang Miaomiao said: “Eat, watch TV, and play with mobile phones.”

As long as the sound is muted, it should be no problem.

“Fortune favors fools.”

Lu Qiming yawned, got up and said, “You can play, I’m going to make up for my sleep.”

“You didn’t sleep well?”

“Didn’t you say it? Your bad breath made me sleepless all night.”

Do you have one?

Jiang Miaomiao covered her mouth with both hands, took a deep breath into her palm, and sniffed carefully.

Except for the smell of garlic in the fish soup, there is no other taste.

He has framed her again, shameless.

Lu Qiming went upstairs.
She lay idly on the sofa for a while, saw Jiang Meimu running by, and grabbed it over.

“Why is your hair so dirty? You’re not obedient, are you drilling everywhere? Let’s take a bath for you.”

Jiang Meimeu struggled hard, but in the end, it couldn’t escape her clutches.
It was pressed into the basin and washed, returning its snow-white color.

After Jiang Miaomiao bathed it, she went to water the vegetables again, doing things one after another, not wanting to stop.

As soon as she stopped doing things, she would think of the zombies outside and the picture of the zombies biting her.

 

Even if she didn’t want to, she could at least stay in this house happily before she died and be her own shrinking turtle.

Lu Qiming slept until the evening before waking up.
The first thing he did after getting up was to see if Jiang Miaomiao was still there.

He walked downstairs and looked around to find her squatting in the room where the sundries were placed.
He breathed a sigh of relief, yawned lazily and asked：

“What are you doing here?”

“Check the supplies.”

When everything is done, I have to find something to do for myself.

Lu Qiming got interested, walked over and squatted down.

“How much do we have left? How long can it last?”

“It depends on the situation.”

“Um?”

“If you want to live half-dead, you can eat for a month.
But if you want to live with good food and drink, you can eat for a week at most.
What kind of living do you want? I want the first one.”

People are actually a very tenacious species.
They can live for two weeks without eating and one week without drinking water.

Before the apocalypse broke out, the news often saw that so-and-so got lost in the forest and lived for several months by eating grass and drinking stream water.

They can also live like this and only take a bite when they are so hungry that they can’t stand it.
They will definitely last for a long time.

But the problem is that it’s already painful to be unable to go out at any time at the end of the world, and your life is in danger.
You still can’t eat enough and drink enough.
Why do you live?

Jiang Miaomiao looked at him, and Lu Qiming said:

“Of course we have to eat and drink well.
Otherwise we won’t have the strength to resist when we encounter zombies.”

The two reached an agreement.
Jiang Miaomiao nodded and put the carton back in place.

 

“Dinner is ready, let’s eat.”

They walked towards the dining room.
When they passed the window, Jiang Miaomiao deliberately did not look outside.

The sound of zombies is very close.
It is estimated that there is one in the yard.

She can’t fight it, she can’t run, she can only not look, listen, or care.

Deceive herself.

Dinner was fried noodles with ham and sausage.
Bacon, salted fish, and canned food were all eaten, and only instant noodles were left for instant food.

There is a lot of rice, flour, and noodles, but there are no dishes to match, and it is hard to swallow only the staple food.

Jiang Miaomiao once again regretted that she didn’t raise a few chickens in the first place.
As long as she fed them rice, eggs were a sustainable resource, and she could turn them into flowers.

If there is no rice to feed, the chicken can also be killed for meat, and the soup can be drunk twice.

Thinking about the delicious taste of chicken soup, she suddenly felt that the fried noodles on the plate were unpleasant, sighed for a long time, and sighed faintly.

Lu Qiming looked at her for a while, then stretched out his hand in front of her and snapped his fingers.

She asked suspiciously: “What are you doing?”

 

He was like a conjurer, his wrists turned, his palms.