That night, neither the martial arts class nor the Chemistry Shisanlang dared to sleep. Even if he closed his eyes, he squinted and was alert, fearing that the newcomers would make trouble again.

But the twenty-nine people slept soundly, and they squeezed in the corners of the wall and were as peaceful as if they were nestled in their mother's arms. Ding Shiyuan even relied on his identity as a relative, and directly enjoyed Li Jingyu's half-rolled bedding, which made him meet Zhou Gong so deeply and long.

The next morning, the symptoms of the four patients alleviated varying degrees. The high fever subsided a lot, and the low fever did not burn out at all. The latter even made sporadic sounds, such as "I want to eat meat". But a few of the newcomers felt uncomfortable. I don't know if they were tired or scared. I suddenly relaxed and found them all back. Fortunately, Huang Mo discovered it early and gave them a powder. It was considered as a slap in the past and did not really develop any disease.

After that, more than 50 people spent two days in peace. During this period, people rushed out of the dormitory in the east and west areas, but they did not form a scale again. At most, three or four people rushed out at one time. They were either surrounded by zombies and were wiped out, or they were panicked and did not know where they fled.

The confiscated weapons of the newcomers are still under centralized supervision, and there is no plan to return the original owner yet. However, both the martial arts class and the Thirteenth Route of Chemistry can see that after three days of news broadcast, these people have calmed down and returned to their rationality. Some of them have even begun to cry secretly because they miss their homes and parents. They are closer to harmless ordinary classmates.

At first, Huang Mo would spend more energy to take care of them, but later he slowly let them stay by themselves. As long as they didn't cause trouble, they would move freely in the kitchen, which also avoided the resistance of being under house arrest.

Zhou Yilu was the first to completely reduce the fever, followed by Feng Qibai and Qiao, who delayed until the end. When his fever subsided, Zhou Yilu could sit up and share his feelings with his comrades.

After hearing about the glorious deeds of Qiao Siqi's illness, such as the glass of the freezer was still concerned about holding the evil man's thighs, Zhou and Feng were both shocked and admired him sincerely, especially Zhou Yilu, who originally wanted to mock Qiao Siqi for slowing down his fever, but changed his words in an instant, and the turning point was stiff. But as an example of awkward turn, Feng Qibai wanted to post barrage all over the screen to cover his face.

On the 27th day of the corpse tide, it was raining and snowing.

Song Fei has done nothing for the past two days and spent most of his time staring at the windows. The blinds were adjusted to see the parallel outside, so Song Fei witnessed the entire process from cloudy to haze and then to rain.

Like him, Zhao He, who was so tired of raising his throat, and Qiao Siqi, who had just recovered from a serious illness.

The weather looks like light snow, but when it falls on the glass, it turns into water droplets. So the three of them have their own opinions and argue endlessly about light rain, light snow or sleet.

Qi Yan sat not far away to wipe the gun, the fruit knife, the scissors, and the equipment on his body. He raised his eyelids from time to time to see how bored the three of them could be.

Wu Zhou joined the battle and supported Zhao He's sleet on the grounds that he was a Northeastern person with rich experience in snow learning. In the doubts of the other two "The voting of the two of you in the same courtyard", he missed his hometown parents, and the atmosphere suddenly became sad.

The remaining Fu Xiyuan and Luo Geng asked for advice on military fist; Wang Qingyuan and He Zhiwen each leaned alone in a corner, thinking quietly, or closing their eyes to rest; Feng Qibai studied Zhao He's triangular iron, and today it was already very dynamic, and the thing that seemed like scrap copper and iron in Zhao He's hands changed and shone in all its body; Li Jingyu found a bragging audience, depicting their escape all the way to heaven and earth, which was comparable to Journey to the West, not only made Xiao Ding stunned, but even the twenty-nine new classmates believed it, and said that this was the same as the legend they heard in the dormitory - not long after the corpse tide broke out, a team of brave alumni rushed out of the dawn with sharp blades in hand, and finally disappeared from the horizon of hope in the dawn of the rising sun.

Chemistry Shisanlang is still the same as before, forming a small group, talking, talking, recalling classmates, and looking forward to the future.

Lunch is good at this time.

Zhou Yilu, who had been helping Lin Dilee and Huang Mo, helped the chef to the end and directly divided the dishes in the big pot and the rice in the steamed plate into three large pots, and served them one by one to the martial arts class, chemistry class, and newcomer class.

Every dish and every meal, everyone is equal.

Only Qiao Siqi, Feng Qibai and Zhou Yilu, who were still a little weak, got an additional small bowl of chicken skeleton soup.

"Where is mine?" Zhao He stretched his neck and waited for a long time, and found that there were only three bowls of soup. This was heartbreaking, "I am also a patient."

Fu Xiyuan patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "You are in good health."

Zhao He: "You need care even if you have a good physique."

"Come on, I'll pick up an extra piece of frozen tofu for you." Song Fei sent the fluffy tofu chunks to Zhao He's bowl, "I'm so weak that I don't think of others as pitiful."

"Thank you, thank you." Zhao He blackly ate frozen tofu in one bite like anger, but ended up being burned to death by the hot soup inside.

Song Fei was startled, and he didn't expect that he could eat so quickly. While the other party was just drinking cold water and hadn't time to pay attention to him, he hurriedly hid on the other side, but he jumped and hid, remembering something: "Can our freezer still work?"

Zhao He was about to get angry, but was interrupted by Song Fei, and his attention was also focused on the food storage.

"It's okay," Zhou Yilu spoke out. He always helped the kitchen and always took things from the freezer. He had the most say. "Although the inner glass is broken, there is a cover outside, just like an ordinary refrigerator door, it can be kept in heat."

Song Fei felt relieved: "Oh, that's good."

Lin Dilee suddenly sighed: "It's not very good in fact."

The friends of the martial arts class and the temporary non-staff Ding Shiyuan were all stopped by these words, and their eyes were all focused on Lin Dilei.

The latter did not keep it in a silence and told the truth: "The naked eye in the freezer is consuming downwards. Didn't we see that we are all vacancies today? When a few more people come, it will probably be empty."

"Where is rice and flour?" Qi Yan asked.

Lin Dilee: "There are still there, and I can last longer than meat and vegetables."

Song Fei: "We still have vegetables?"

Ding Shiyuan: "Carrot."

Song Fei: “…”

"Where is the canned food?" Li Jingyu asked unwillingly.

Qiao Siqi: "I went over to see it secretly. I had basically finished eating the meat for lunch. All the leftovers were canned fruits, fermented black beans and Lao Ganma. It was too cruel to be the staple food."

"Wait," He Zhiwen raised his hand and asked, "Why are you going 'secretly'?"

Qiao Siqi: "I said...sneak?"

All comrades: "Yeah."

Qiao Siqi: "Uh, that, I'm right, anyway, you must not trust more in your comrades!"

All comrades: "..."

Zhou Yilu: "Are we still calculating if people are so stupid?"

All comrades: "Forget it."

Qiao Siqi: "..."

Why do I suddenly feel that being beaten by my friends is actually a kind of happiness!

"Huang Mo," Qi Yan, who had not spoken, said, "Didn't you say we should plan as soon as possible before? I don't think we can delay any more. Now, just today, we have to have a direction."

In fact, when she was named, Huang Mo knew what Qi Yan wanted to say. She raised the head, but there was no further information. Now it was imminent, so she naturally wanted to find her. However, to be honest, she was also panicked and didn't know what to do, but she couldn't say this two days ago, so as not to let everyone go with her.

Now that the friends are resting and recuperating, the new class has stabilized, let’s spread the problems and brainstorm them together.

"I've been thinking about it these two days, and my head is about to explode," Huang Mo put down the bowl and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I didn't come up with any useful solution."

"Damn," Song Fei didn't know whether she should be angry or she should feel sorry for her pressure. "What do you think by yourself? You can think of everything alone? Why do you want to have comrades in your army?"

Huang Mo was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, Feng Qibai snatched it first: "I guess I think we can't think of anything, and it's the same as saying it or not."

Huang Mojiong quickly explained: "This is really not. I just saw that everyone had not recovered two days ago. I thought that the food was enough for the time being, so I would rest for a few days. When my energy and spirit recovered, it would not be too late to worry about this."

"You're the one who is wrong." Song Fei knocked Feng Qibai's head angrily, "Hurry up and cut off his bangs, and his eyes are sarcastic when he blocks his words."

Before Feng Qibai could answer, he said to Huang Mo: "No matter what happens in the future, if you think about it, you will tell your comrades that we are over ten people, even if we are not as smart as you alone, our brains will be heavier than you."

Huang Mo laughed and accepted happily: "Well, I will definitely crush me."

Song Fei looked around his friend and continued, "We are all the same. No matter whoever comes to mind, no matter what happens, we will take it out as soon as possible and carry it together. For more than ten people, even if the sky falls, we can build a load-bearing wall even if we hold hands."

Zhou Yilu: "It's professionalism-related, I have to remind you that a load-bearing wall cannot form a balance of force that cannot bear the building."

Qi Yan: "I will also add that the statement that a single IQ is not as good as Huang Mo..."

Wang Qingyuan: "Qi Yan and I both have reservations."

Song Fei: “…”

So people who love to study hate it the most!!!

Huang Mo looked at the friends quietly and felt very comfortable. She knew that she was discussing a very serious matter, but she just couldn't suppress it. She just felt relaxed from the inside out, and perhaps, there was a little warmth.

She is a person who likes to think a lot. Whether she is classmates or best friends, she thinks she is not lively enough. Sometimes she even thinks she likes to hide things in her heart and doesn't share them with anyone. But at the same time, she also thinks she is very powerful and is willing to tell her whenever she has troubles. Over time, she becomes accustomed to being a listener and a problem-solving person.

In addition, no matter how hard or difficult her own problems are, she will deal with them by herself. She rarely tells others, let alone ask for help.

But now Song Fei has straightforwardly set her sex - we have combined our IQ to crush you, so if you have something to do, you must find an organization and refute it is invalid.

Why did she refute?

She was clearly having fun secretly.

The feeling of relying on a partner is wonderful, so wonderful that even when you are criticized, it sounds like singing, but it is also a very complete five-tone style.

"The current situation is that there is only so much food, and we can't make new things. We either spend time or open up a new grain warehouse." In a few simple sentences, Qi Yan clearly presented the current situation.

"The problem is that there is no new grain warehouse," Zhou Yilu spread out his own campus floor plan. "There is no need to consider the canteen in the West District. Like ours, the supermarket express delivery points have been almost the same. The vending machines in the library have been smashed, and the vending machines in the Qiushi Building have been smashed. Now the most of the vending machines in other departments and buildings are vending machines, as well as two of them. Oh yes, there are also in the academic affairs building, but if we can go to the main entrance of the school next to it, it is better to go out directly to the commercial street opposite."

"The one opposite our school is called the commercial street?" Zhao He didn't want to interrupt, but he really couldn't bear it.

"My village, it's okay," Zhou Yilu changed his words in a good manner. "Anyway, if you can open a vending machine on the school, the premise is that you have not been smashed and robbed by other surviving classmates."

"Even if you haven't been beaten and robbed, there are snacks inside," Li Jingyu's face frowned like a flower roll, "It can only solve the urgent problem, not just one and all."

Lin Dilee held her forehead: "When is it? You still want to do it once and for all..."

"Song Fei?" In the hot discussion atmosphere, BF's quietness was out of place. What's important is that this was not his style at all, so Qi Yan spoke out in confusion, "What are you thinking?"

Song Fei's answer was: "Qiao Siqi."

Qi Yan was stunned.

Qiao Siqi, who was still able to dive in Maldives, was hit on the knee by stray bullets flying out of the Tarim Basin, looked confused and swearing to Qi Yan to the sky: "Does Song Fei have any relationship? I am straight!"

Song Fei’s black line: “You are not my dish if you walk in a snake shape!”

Qiao Siqi: "Then what do you want me to do!"

Song Fei: "Aren't you a zombie movie? Isn't this the case in the zombie movie?"

Qiao Siqi blinked her head and blinked for a long time before she understood what Song Fei meant, and quickly waved her hand: "That's a movie, can it be the same as reality? It's all a routine."

Song Fei is now a dead horse and a living horse: "Then let's talk about the routine."

After a while of brewing, Qiao cleared her throat and began to popularize the science for her friends: "That's right, I'm giving zombie movies, which are roughly divided into five types. They may not be accurate, but they can basically cover them. That is, road movies, farming flow, brainless killing, beast trapping method, and superheroes."

All friends: "..."
To be continued...