Being a Koi in a Survival Game

  Chapter 23 Sailing Carnival 23

   "Didn't the game say at the beginning that there will be 20,000 NPCs and players playing the game?" Fu Yizhi glanced at Fu An'an, "The game will only give information at the very beginning, and not all of it is useless."

   "I always thought that those 20,000 NPCs were those on the shore."

   "Unexpectedly, it's normal here, this game is very confusing."

  Fu Yizhi put away his gun, and said coldly, "Instead of being depressed here, why not check the two stairs and the elevator, and think about how to avoid those in the container."

   Seeing that he was about to leave, Fu Anan stood up and followed behind him.

  The front and rear stairs are all locked. The zombies gathered on the back stairs have dispersed, leaving only three or two wandering around the door.

  Fu Yizhi found wooden strips and iron nails, and the two sealed the elevator.

  —

Four p.m

  The sky is getting dark very quickly.

  Fu Yizhi looked up at the sky, "It's going to rain heavily, let's go back."

   The two rushed back to the small house, which was a bit messy.

  Fu Anan's backpack is missing.

   The room was rummaged, and the food and water left outside were gone, as well as the medicine and kitchen knives in the kitchen.

   Don't even think about which **** did this.

   "Sun, Cai, Yan!"

  Fu Anan gritted her teeth. If she didn't carry the weapon with her, would she even take away her kitchen knife? !

   "I thought you killed her." Fu Yizhi glanced at her.

   Fu Anan lowered her head, "Killing people... this is crazy."

  She was a good citizen for eighteen years and never killed a chicken.

  A bag of noodles and a small pot were placed in front of her.

   "Then you'd better get used to it quickly." Fu Yizhi pulled out the knife stuck in his shoe, "Besides, let's cook."

   Fu Anan was taken aback holding the noodles, then nodded a little unresponsively, "Ah, good."

   Sun Caiyan did not take the seasoning with her when she left, and the two 2-liter buckets of water beside her were still there. Cooking is stress-free, and making sauces is a relaxing process, even with just a handful of noodles.

   "Okay, try it."

   Fu Anan became more lively after relaxing, "It's a pity that there are no green onions, I especially know how to make scallion noodles."

  Fu Yizhi sat down and took a sip, and soon finished a big bowl of noodles. Although this master master didn't say anything, but in terms of the disc operation, he must be quite satisfied.

  Fu Anan found out the quilt and blanket from the cabinet by herself, and spread out the small sofa.

  Boom—

  Thunder and lightning began outside.

   Bean-sized raindrops hit the iron sheet spatteringly.

   Lying on the sofa, Fu Anan felt a little uneasy, "Do you think the zombies in the container will come out?"

   "Yes." Fu Yizhi's voice sounded, as if echoing in the space after metal collision, nice and cold, "Watch at night, every three hours."

   "Master Fu, actually, I think we should go to a higher place." Fu Anan turned over and looked at Fu Yizhi.

   "A little taller?" Fu Yizhi looked into Fu Anan's eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly.

   "To be precise, it should be the highest part of the container." Fu Anan nodded, "Zombies have a strong sense of smell and hearing, and the hut is not strong enough, and I feel that the people alive below may also find opportunities to come up.

  I don’t think this hut is safe enough anyway, why not move to a place with the best terrain before the zombies come out. "

  Fu Yizhi closed his eyes, and the room was quiet for a moment.

   Just when Fu An'an thought that Fu Yizhi would not accept his opinion and was going to do it alone tomorrow, he finally spoke.

"Can."

  Fu Yizhi looked at Fu Anan, "But if you don't do something, you can't go to the new foothold."