Pregnant Mothers In the End of the World: Stock Up on Space To Raise Babies

  Chapter 43

  Lin Xiajin and Xin Li can eat as much as they can...

   Others couldn’t be taken away either, but Lin Xiajin and Xin Li picked all the small cherry tomatoes and took them away.

   "This eggplant is so big, it's a pity I can't take it away, let it grow well."

  Even if it is taken away, there is still time to cook and cook...

Why….

   When the two of them walked out, they found a tragic scream outside, and the two of them looked out through the window.

   The fire was burning outside, Lin Xiajin looked at them...

   "It's the sports students. Didn't they occupy the supermarket? Why did they want to run out?" Xin Li frowned.

  The ones who can run out now all have the same idea as Lin Xiajin and the others, taking this opportunity to run out of school.

   Originally, the zombies were not moving, but among these people, one of them threw a fireball at the zombies.

  The surrounding zombies seem to be activated, and they start to bark their teeth and claws in an instant...

   Ho Ho….

   "Looking at the power of these zombies, the speed seems to be faster again! The fireball burning on his body didn't die immediately, but could still squirm." Lin Xiajin looked terrified.

   "..." Xin Li looked at the zombies as if they were much fiercer than before.

   "Which three people are from the sports department, and two of them are from the fire department, and their attack power is very high!" Xin Li said.

   "Don't look, it seems that the zombies may be promoted. The fireballs released by those three people are similar to ping pong balls. There will only be more and more zombies..." Lin Xiajin said this, as if he had seen their end.

   "The zombie is advancing..." Lin Xiajin said silently after a while.

  It's not a good phenomenon, it's just a sad phenomenon...

   "Fortunately, you didn't ask me to chop up zombies." Xin Li felt like he was alive after a catastrophe. Those were all sports students, and they were all besieged by zombies, let alone her.

   "There is no moonlight tonight! I remember that when the zombies mutated, it was a global solar eclipse!" Lin Xiajin said in shock when he thought of something.

  In order to verify his thoughts, Lin Xiajin immediately looked outside, and it was pitch black...

  There is no moon, the strength of zombies weakens at noon, and increases in strength at night...

  When there is no moonlight, the whole zombie will suddenly not move, advanced...

  These zombies are advancing...

  Lin Xiajin seemed to have grasped a clue in his head, a ball of yarn, but it was too messy.

   "Ho Ho..."

  The roar of zombies can also be heard downstairs...

  Lin Xiajin didn't care about thinking anymore, so she could only drag Xin Li up to the third floor.

   "Professor's office!" Lin Xiajin glanced at the office, dragged Xin Li into it, locked the door, and moved the desk to block the door.

   "We are going out until noon tomorrow, hoping that tomorrow noon will be a sunny day!" Lin Xiajin said.

  Xin Li walked to the window, the flame downstairs was almost extinguished...

   Looking from the top down, the surrounding zombies have been completely surrounded.

  Going down, Xin Li didn't want to watch anymore, Xin Li looked back, in the past month, she had seen too many people die in the mouth of zombies.

  Maybe they will one day be besieged by zombies...or become one of them.

   Right at this moment...buzz buzz....

   "What sound?" Lin Xiajin became nervous when he heard the sound.

  Xin Li was also very nervous. It would be dangerous if the sound attracted zombies.

  The sound of mobile phone vibrating….

   "Backpack!" Lin Xiajin pointed to Xin Li's backpack.

   "Mobile phone??" Xin Li was surprised, her mobile phone was turned off.

  When they were unpacking the courier, they had unpacked the power bank and charged the phone, but usually Xin Li's phone was turned off, just because they were afraid that something would attract zombies.

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