In the apocalypse, my weapons can evolve infinitely.

"Uncle, have you... killed anyone?"

Have I ever killed anyone?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xun's thoughts turned back to that day, that evening when his neighbors, the Tang couple, Tang Guoliang and Zhao Baozhu, were...

Then he remembered Tang Zhen, whose leg he had broken and who was eventually locked out of the house.

That should be considered my first time killing someone. Afterwards, I even occupied their room and met their daughter-in-law, Yang Xiaoai.

In fact, he didn't know much about Yang Xiaoai, and he didn't even get a clear look at her face that night.

However, deep down, he still felt that the other person must be a very pitiful girl.

I don't know if she's alright. I left her so much noodles, eggs, and vegetables, so she should be fine.

After all, only one day has passed.

Seeing Jiang Xun lost in thought, Fang Zhihua did not interrupt him.

She remained seated in front of him, nibbling on the ice cream from the box.

At this moment, Fang Yurou, who was inside the house, was afraid that the conversation between the two would become too awkward, so she quickly brought out the prepared fruit.

"What are you chatting about? You seem to be having a lot of fun. Come on, have some fruit."

Fang Yurou placed the fruit on the table.

Then, with a smile, he said:

"Stop playing by the window, come and have some fruit."

Seeing this, Jiang Xun did not insist any further. He put the slingshot aside and went straight to the table.

Although the fruits are just the simplest apples, bananas, and pineapples, in this apocalypse...

These items, however, are extremely valuable.

Jiang Xun picked up a piece of pineapple and put it in his mouth. It wasn't sour or astringent as he had expected; instead, it had the sweetness of fruit.

It was obvious that these pineapples had been soaked in salt water and had undergone careful processing.

When Fang Zhihua saw the fruit, she jogged over and sat down next to Jiang Xun.

However, she wasn't interested in the sweet and sour pineapple; instead, she was very interested in the sweet grapes.

She reached out, picked one, put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and her already bright eyes instantly turned into beautiful crescent shapes.

"Hey, uncle."

The girl reached out and offered another grape to Jiang Xun's lips, gesturing for him to enjoy it.

Seeing this, Jiang Xun felt a strange sensation, but he didn't say anything and still ate the grapes.

Then, a cool sensation gently brushed across his lips.

This made Jiang Xun tremble.

Was she...was she doing this on purpose? Why? Did she want to embarrass me so she could distance herself from her mother?

Jiang Xun was puzzled. He secretly glanced in the direction of the girl and saw that Fang Zhihua seemed completely unaffected.

He continued picking grapes, then reached out and put one in his mouth.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

Jiang Xun took a deep breath, then turned his gaze to Fang Yurou, who was also sitting to the side.

At that moment, Fang Yurou put a slice of apple into her mouth and then focused on charging the slingshot again.

She is always so gentle, attentive, and meticulous.

"By the way, this morning I saw that all the doors on this floor had been opened. Was it that group of people? Do you know anything about them?"

Jiang Xun asked a question at the opportune moment, diverting attention.

Upon hearing Jiang Xun's words, Fang Yurou and Fang Zhihua both trembled simultaneously, as if they had thought of something extremely terrifying.

Only at this moment did I realize that Hua had lost her previous youthful exuberance and quirky charm.

Like a frightened little bird, she quietly curled up and moved closer to Jiang Xun.

Fang Yurou was the same.

Although she was terrified, she did not stop working and continued to string the slingshot.

"They...they used to live in this building too, but...but compared to the zombies, they were more cruel and less human."

As she spoke, she recalled...

"In the early stages of the apocalypse, many people were terrified of zombies, so most of them ran outside. However, there were some people who did not run outside, but instead went against the grain and ran to the rooftop."

"It was later proven that almost all of those who ran outwards were dead, while those who fled upwards were the ones who miraculously survived."

"However, the supplies on the top floor were not enough to sustain them for that long, so as time went on, they eventually turned their attention to the residents who were now safely staying at home."

Jiang Xun nodded upon hearing this.

Oh, I see. But isn't this just like the group of people gathering on the 6th floor?

Seeing Jiang Xun's nonchalant attitude, Fang Yurou's face immediately turned pale.

"Jiang Xun, don't underestimate these survivors. They are no longer the survivors who struggled to survive at the beginning. Now they are a group of demons in human skin."

"Just three days ago, I saw them come down and forcibly open the door to Sister Wang's house."

As Fang Yurou spoke, she recalled the events, but she seemed to be thinking of something extremely terrifying, and she was trembling constantly.

"After robbing Sister Wang's family's grain, these people also... also took turns raping Sister Wang. When Sister Wang's son saw his mother being insulted, he forcibly got up to fight back, and then these people broke his limbs and threw him outside the door."

"And these people... these people made Sister Wang watch with her own eyes, watch her own son being eaten piece by piece by zombies, while they took turns bullying Sister Wang one by one behind her back."

As Fang Yurou spoke, tears streamed down her face.

She didn't really want to talk about these things in front of her daughter, but in this day and age, it's good for her to know about the wickedness of human nature sooner rather than later.

Upon hearing Fang Yurou's description, Fang Zhihua's face lost its previous innocence and playfulness; her memory returned to this morning.

So that's how dangerous it was this morning! If that old man hadn't suddenly barged in...

Will I end up as miserable as Aunt Wang now?

Fang Zhihua dared not continue imagining.

She slowly moved closer to Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun frowned deeply upon hearing this.

It seems that the survivors on the 9th floor are quite different from those on the 6th floor. Although the survivors on the 6th floor are also full of malice, they have not deviated from the realm of humanity.

But the group on the 9th floor was different; they were even more outrageous and had no moral bottom line.

More like a group of...

A zombie with reason.

Fang Zhihua looked at her still trembling mother and made a frightened sound.

"Mom, I...I'm a little scared. I want to sleep with you tonight."

Upon hearing her daughter's words, Fang Yurou was taken aback at first, and then a hint of hesitation appeared on her face.

It was a good thing that her daughter wanted to sleep with her; they had been sleeping together for many days before. However, she now had other thoughts in her mind.

The group of survivors above the ninth floor hung like a sword over the mother and daughter's heads, causing her constant fear. Therefore, she desperately wanted to keep Jiang Xun with her.

This would allow him to protect the mother and daughter for an extended period of time.

So how do you achieve this? By being able to do housework? By being able to cook? Or by having a pretty face and a great figure?

Stop dreaming. Even if I possessed Jiang Xun's extraordinary strength, I could only win his favor with this little bit of skill. But to actually keep him is just wishful thinking.

So, during the day, even if she was afraid, she had to bring it back safely; even if it was a waste, she had to take a good bath to wash away the sweat and dirt from her body.

Why? Because I wanted to keep this man here tonight.

but.......

Fang Yurou turned her head and looked at her daughter with loving eyes, then reached out and touched her daughter's forehead.

But she couldn't bear to leave her daughter alone in a room.

Sigh, what should I do?

Jiang Xun was unaware of Fang Yurou's schemes. He looked at Fang Yurou, then at Fang Zhihua, wondering why the other party had suddenly stopped talking.

So he could only reach for the slingshot, which was already fully charged eight times, go to the window, and then...

The fighting started with a series of "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sounds.

Everything can be resolved once your strength is increased.

Although the streetlights in the community are powered by solar energy during the day, they are all scheduled to turn off at midnight.

When the time comes, even if you want to kill the zombies, it will be very difficult.

So now he needs to work hard.

Try your best to kill the last 22 zombies before 12 o'clock.

And tomorrow, I will have a brand new weapon.

A weapon that can wreak havoc without needing to charge up like this anymore.