Ice apocalypse, I hoard tens of billions of supplies

Zhang Yi can accept Zhou Keer, but she must submit a letter of nomination.

Zhang Yi's request is very simple, effective and non-threatening. The key is not to be the Holy Mother!

Zhang Yi is sure of the first two points.

But he wanted to know whether Zhou Keer could be cruel at critical moments.

So, he gave Zhou Keer a task.

Zhou Keer did not reply to Zhang Yi for the time being. Apparently she was also struggling.

Zhang Yi is not in a hurry, time is on his side anyway.

If Zhou Keer fails to pass this test, then Zhang Yi will give up on her decisively.

After all, Zhang Yi is considered healthy and the probability of getting seriously ill is very low.

He won't go out casually, and the risk of injury is extremely low.

But it's hard to say how long Zhou Ke'er can live.

……

The next day, Zhang Yi slept until ten o'clock in the morning before getting up.

He opened the velvet quilt and went to the bathroom to finish washing up.

Then he changed into his gym clothes and started exercising on the treadmill.

In the last days, good physical fitness is very important.

Only by having a strong body can you better cope with danger when it comes and avoid getting sick.

He sweated profusely on the treadmill and ran for an hour before stopping.

Then went to take a hot bath.

When taking a bath, Zhang Yi will feel proud.

You know, this kind of enjoyment is extremely luxurious for many people today!

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside.

Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed, he quickly wrapped himself in a bath towel and walked out.

He soon heard a burst of yelling and cursing, coming from Zhou Peng.

Zhang Yi turned on the surveillance camera and saw Zhou Peng outside the door holding two kitchen knives and slashing at his door like crazy.

"Zhang Yi, get out of here! You only know how to hide in the house all day long. You are just a coward, a useless piece of trash!"

Zhang Yi curled up his lips: "Ah, yes, yes, everything you said is right."

"and then?"

You are really laughing to death, you are such a useless person who can’t live anymore, and you still want to use provoking methods on Zhang Yi?

You seem to be more anxious now, right?

Zhang Yi noticed that when Zhou Peng smashed the door, he used his left hand to force it, and it was difficult to lift his right hand.

He knew that Zhou Peng's arm was already infected.

If you look carefully, you can even see his arms bulging high.

Zhang Yi came to the door, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly: "Zhou Peng, does the infection feel unpleasant?"

"When I was in biology class, the teacher taught us about wound infection."

"After the tetanus bacteria on the rust enter your wound, it's like maggots encountering a rotting corpse, and they start to multiply crazily."

"The wound on your arm must be at least ten centimeters deep."

"The temperature outside is very cold, but your flesh and blood is hot. Bacteria multiply in that hotbed and eat your flesh and blood."

"Then the wound begins to fester, black water oozes out, and the number of bacteria increases, and your wound becomes bigger and bigger. Finally, it follows your blood vessels and spreads throughout your body!"

Zhang Yi described it vividly, and after Zhou Peng listened, he felt his arm hurt even more.

He was sweating profusely, as if he felt like his whole body was covered in bacteria that were trying to eat him clean.

Even though he knew Zhang Yi was deliberately scaring him, he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

"Ahhh!! Zhang Yi, I will kill you!"

Zhou Peng has gone crazy, his arm is indeed rotten, and he knows that he must die.

So he wanted to give it one last try, but this time he came here, which was doomed to be in vain.

In the next room, Chen Zhenghao's men heard Zhou Peng's crazy roar and asked, "Should we kill him?"

Chen Zhenghao thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you hear that he was infected and about to die? How dare you eat pork that died from the disease?"

Everyone looked at each other and finally decided not to take the risk.

Zhou Peng chopped down the door for a while and cursed for a while.

Finally, he was tired and collapsed in front of Zhang Yi's house, and began to cry again and beg Zhang Yi for his life.

Zhang Yi said quietly: "You are dead, your wounds are all rotten, and you are in an advanced stage and cannot be saved. It's better to do the things you didn't dare to do when you were alive while you are still alive."

Zhou Peng's eyes were filled with tears. After hearing Zhang Yi's words, he fell into deeper despair.

Could it be that...he is going to die?

Fear enveloped him like an abyss.

But what followed was anger, unbridled anger!

I'm going to die, so what's there to be afraid of?

He struggled to get up and kicked Zhang Yi's iron door hard. He wanted to curse, but because the door was so hard, he almost fainted from the pain.

Zhou Peng couldn't care about this anymore, he staggered and ran back along the stairs.

After returning to the place where he lived, his eyes were distracted and he vaguely saw Sun Zhichao burning a knife with a candle and then burning his own wound.

"Stab~"

The sound of burning grease was accompanied by blue smoke. Sun Zhichao's pupils protruded, and even though he was biting the quilt, he still moaned in pain.

He seemed to think that this would kill all the bacteria.

Ignorant and pathetic.

"Cousin..."

Wang Min looked at Zhou Peng distressedly, not knowing how to comfort him.

She knew that Zhou Peng wouldn't live long, and now the house could smell the rancid smell of several people every day.

Before a person dies, his body rots first. Ordinary people cannot imagine how deep this kind of pain is!

Zhou Peng ignored Wang Min and rushed to the room where Fang Yuqing was detained.

When Fang Yuqing saw Zhou Peng, she screamed in fright.

"Zhou...Zhou Peng? What are you doing?"

Zhou Peng walked up to Fang Yuqing and stared at her with his bloodshot eyes.

"Yuqing, will you marry me?"

This poor licking dog, even though his life is coming to an end, his biggest wish is to marry Fang Yuqing.

In the apocalypse, this request is so ridiculous, but also so humble.

Fang Yuqing frowned, her eyes filled with disgust.

She pinched her nose subconsciously, "No, I don't want to!"

Zhou Peng's heart was broken. He had sacrificed so much for Fang Yuqing, even to the point of losing his own life.

But Fang Yuqing had never been moved by him from the beginning to the end.

"No!! You love me, you love me! I want to get you. Before I die, I want you to be my woman!"

Zhou Peng roared angrily, and then began to tear Fang Yuqing's clothes.

People outside the house heard the noise inside, but no one paid attention.

In their opinion, Fang Yuqing is the culprit that led them to where they are today, she deserves to die!

Fang Yuqing struggled desperately, but how could she be as strong as the crazy Zhou Peng?

Zhou Peng tore off her down jacket, and then couldn't wait to take off his own clothes.

"No, go away, you stink so much, so disgusting!"

Fang Yuqing cursed.

"You dare to call me stinky?"

Zhou Peng was so angry that he suddenly pulled off the gauze on his arm.

At this time, his wound was swollen, turned black and purple, and the wound was frighteningly suppurating.

He made an intrusive move, grabbing the rotten wound with his hands, and then stuffed the rotten meat into Fang Yuqing's mouth.

"Let you scold me, let you scold me!"

Fang Yuqing was so disgusted that she couldn't help retching, but Zhou Peng still stuffed a hand of rotten meat into her mouth.

Zhou Peng laughed ferociously. Seeing his goddess being humiliated by him, he suddenly felt an unprecedented pleasure.