"There's no water, just this biscuit, do you like it?"
"Not a single zombie was killed. There are so many zombies in this Shopping Mall. They were all taken away by my daughter and the others who risked their lives.
You are a freeloader, and I am giving you a bite to eat. I have already given you an advantage. If you dare to babble again, do you believe that I will kick you out? "
When Su Qiao regained consciousness, he found himself squatting in a corner of the corridor.
A chattering middle-aged woman was throwing a cookie into her arms, her face full of disgust and impatience.
The woman threw it away and left, and the people sitting or standing around looked at her with contempt.
Su Qiao held a biscuit in his hand that could be finished in two or three bites, and looked around blankly.
Beige tile floor, white walls, empty glass showcases, half-installed lights.
This should be a shopping mall that is being renovated and is about to open, and their location should be in the aisle upstairs.
Because she saw the sky outside through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
A strong woman in her thirties immediately became annoyed when she saw Su Qiao looking at the ham in her hand.
"What are you looking at?"
"I got this by my own skill. If you have the ability, go out and find food yourself!"
"If you don't do anything, you can have a cookie. Your uncle and aunt are good enough to you, but don't be dissatisfied."
Su Qiao, who was looking out the glass window in a daze, was attracted by the woman.
The woman was wearing a black and yellow long-sleeved sportswear. She didn't know how long it had been since she had washed it, and there was a lot of dark liquid splashed on it.
Su Qiao shrugged his nose slightly.
Combined with the unpleasant smell in the air, she was sure that the woman was splattered with blood.
It's just that the blood stains were dark and black, and the smell was very unpleasant.
Surrounding the woman, with their backs against the glass window, were several men and women who were also covered in filth.
They were munching biscuits or ham sausages.
Two of the strong women were eating and looking at Su Qiao mockingly.
"Look at her little arms and legs, and her stupid look. How dare she go out to look for food? Being eaten by zombies as a snack is just as bad."
"Hmph, someone like her knows that if she hides in a mall and eats for free, sooner or later she will be eaten by zombies."
Zombies?
The end of the world?
It seems that this time we have come to a great place.
Su Qiao looked down at himself.
A gray long-sleeved sports suit, a pair of white sneakers whose color can no longer be seen clearly, and some dried mud still stained on the soles of his feet.
When I smelled it again, I felt a sour smell on my body.
Su Qiao frowned slightly.
How long has it been since you took a shower?
Maybe it was because Su Qiao looked dull and uninteresting, so the people who wanted to laugh at her shut their mouths.
*
"Damn it, what time has it been? If you don't hurry up and clean the room, how are you going to let us sleep tonight?"
Su Qiao sat for a while, stuffing the biscuits randomly into the pocket of his sportswear, and was about to get up and find a place to sort out his memories.
Unexpectedly, the woman who had thrown her a biscuit and left before strode over from the corner and reached out to poke Su Qiao on the forehead.
Su Qiao stood up quickly, turned sideways and missed her, staring coldly at the middle-aged woman who was half a head shorter than him with her black eyes.
The woman didn't notice her eyes, put a hand on her waist, and pointed at her very aggressively:
"Silly, that means we are kind enough to take you in. Otherwise, who would care about the life and death of a fool like you at this time?"