Picking up Attributes in the Apocalypse

Seeing this, Yang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart was furious.

More than a dozen people were saved, only Teacher Huang was willing to come out to give him something to eat, and the others did not hear it.

What else to save them?

I am not the savior, I just don't want to die and repay Teacher Huang.

Standing up, holding the half-moon axe in his right hand, his clothes were dyed black, and the liquid was falling continuously, exuding a pungent smell.

Slowly walked up the steps to the second floor, giving people a fierce feeling.

"Wow……"

Teacher Huang Qin saw him strolling and smelled the pungent smell, and immediately couldn't help it, and he vomited directly and spilled Fang Qingqing all over.

Can't help it at all.

The bread and ham in his hands fell to the ground.

Fang Qingqing was soaked in the vomit, and finally woke up, looking at the head of the zombie is not so scary.

Suddenly stood up, pointed at Yang Hao with his right finger, and shouted:

"Yang Hao, she just slapped me, and now she spit on me again, and immediately killed her for me! I can give you my body!"

She was full of disgust, and she had the urge to kill.

The beautiful face becomes hideous because of distortion.

I don't know where the self-confidence comes from, I think Yang Hao can listen to her orders.

After scolding, he wiped his hands on his head vigorously, saw the slimy thing, and asked about the weird smell, couldn't stand it anymore, and ran to the dormitory next to him.

She doesn't know who owns it, but at least she can keep herself clean.

Yang Haoli ignored her, his eyes fell on Teacher Huang Qin, and said with concern:

"Teacher Huang, are you okay? Killing zombies is like this. In order to survive, you must adapt!"

While talking, I wanted to pat her back, but found that there was black liquid on both hands. I was afraid that she could not bear it and gave up.

"I feel better!"

Scutellaria barely controlled his emotions, wiped his lips and tears, and stood up.

"Mr. Yang, go quickly. The school is close to 10,000 people, and there are at least 8,000 zombies. You can't kill them. We can only survive and die!"

When she said this, she was full of endless loneliness and despair, knowing that there is not much chance of survival in the last days.

Even so, still willing to share the limited food.

Although they are teachers, they don't have much food reserves. They can last for four days and generally run out of ammunition and food.

This is still the case of frugality, and it cannot last.

It seemed that they heard the sound of two people talking. The other ten people hiding in the room pushed the door and walked out one after another, standing in the corridor, their eyes fixed on Yang Hao.

Looking slightly slanted, he saw the zombies piled up on the roof of the stairway on the first floor.

The corpses of various appearances and positions have a great impact on their nerves.

"vomit……"

"Wow……"

"Damn!"

In an instant, they couldn't bear it, who had never experienced the killing, and they all vomited.

Even the bile was almost vomiting out, one by one kneeling on the ground, suffering.

For a while, the smell of the vomit and the zombie's after death mixed together, making it more pungent and unpleasant.

Yang Hao frowned and said to Teacher Huangqin:

"Teacher Huang, find me a room and wash it well. Otherwise, I don't know if it will become a zombie!"

He was talking about himself, his eyes scanned all the survivors in disgust, and he hated more than a dozen people present.

He just refused to share food with him, and now he vomited all over the floor.

Next, disgusting, useless, shameless thing!

Huang Qin glanced at them, sighed, and led Yang Hao to the last room.

"This is my room. There should be hot water. You should wash it quickly. I secretly stored two boxes of instant noodles and soaked three bags for you. It should be enough!"

She is an old man, and she has enough living reserves.

While letting him take a bath, he brought a big bowl of instant noodles for him.

Regardless of whether the people outside are dead or alive, they must first ensure that Yang Hao is alive before they can live.

Someone rushed to find Scutellaria, but found that they couldn't open the door at all, so they wouldn't open the door.

"Teacher Huang, open the door soon, the zombies are going to crawl over!"

"Yang Hao, let him come out, come out soon! We dare not face zombies!"

"It's not good, hide, the zombies are going to eat people!"

At the door, there was a burst of whimsy and various shouts.

It was impossible for Scutellaria to open the door. Instead, he pulled two chairs and sat in front to block the crowds outside.

It's not that she is cruel, but if the zombies come in, Yang Hao can't react.

Soon, the footsteps dissipated, and they were probably hiding in other rooms.

The world was quiet, Yang Hao spent ten minutes washing himself in hot water.

Seeing that the muscles on his body are more powerful, with a little effort, all of them tensed, full of explosive power.

With more than 700 power, it is similar to a world-class boxing champion.

Although the data is the ultimate strength, he can easily have six hundred jins of strength now, and it is not a problem to fly alone.

One foot down, a hole in the brick wall.

Very violent and strong!

Wiping a little, put on boxer shorts, washed the camouflage suit a little, and put it on again.

No way, there is no battle suit suitable for him.

When he appeared in the room with all his weapons, he saw Huang Qin sitting at the door, frowning slightly, and asked:

"Ms. Huang, what's the matter?"

"Those people outside just said that zombies were squeezed in, so I blocked the door to prevent them from entering."

Huang Qin glanced at him, explaining with some fear.

But I have to admit that Yang Hao is no longer the 200-jin fat man at the beginning, but a strong man.

Strong enough to resist the zombies alone, killing more than a hundred, it was terribly messed up.

The real one-man is the one who is in charge!

"Quickly eat, there is a ham here. When you are full, you can leave, don't think about saving people. If you are bitten by a zombie, you will die too!"

Scutellaria was instructive. When I saw it yesterday, I was persuading him to run quickly, and I still persuade him to run today.

Yang Hao was very warm in his heart, smiled and approached, sat at the desk unceremoniously, picked up his chopsticks and ate.

Swallow a thin bowl in less than two minutes.

Only then will I have the spirit to ask:

"Teacher Huang, you have been persuading me to run, so you are not afraid of death?"

He was eating sausage in his mouth and drinking a bowl of noodles.

Three bags of three bowls are also to save money and drink more water.

"I'm afraid! I can't sleep every day, but I hope someone can run out and find the army to save us. Otherwise, who can you save by yourself? The zombies come around and they all have to die!"

"In the dormitory, you can survive for at least a few days. If you go out, there is only one dead end. So I advise you to run. If we encounter the national army, we will be out of trouble!"

Even in the midst of a crisis, Scutellaria still seemed to have a careful thinking, did not faint and make random decisions.

Perhaps, it has something to do with her age. After all, she is over forty, not a hot-headed age.

Hearing this, Yang Hao was taken aback for a moment. In the crisis of life, there were not many people who could remain sober.

More people, like Su Dongzhou and others, would like to enjoy more while they are alive, which is worth the return ticket.

After taking a big mouthful of noodles, he gasped and said:

"Originally, I came in today to save you. Because you reminded me yesterday that there are zombies to avoid death! If you think so, then you should go to the supermarket outside, and you can have more food!"

He just told her that he was here to repay her favor!