I woke up from a nap, and it was already dark outside.

I pulled back a corner of the curtain, and all the lights in the homes were off, only the street lamp downstairs was still flickering weakly.

The dim light reflected on the face of the zombie, making it even more terrifying. All of this seemed to constantly remind me that it was the end of the world.

At this moment, I felt a sense of being abandoned by the world.

I put down the curtain and suddenly noticed that there was no more banging at the door. Instead, the entrance door was being continuously hit.

I pressed my ear against the door, besides the groans, there were also faint sounds of unlocking.

I was startled and couldn't help but remember the saying from zombie novels about how the scariest thing is human nature.

Could it be that they have targeted me?

Aren't they afraid of zombies?

After all, the sound of the zombies banging on the door was so loud.

I forced myself to calm down, trying to hear the voices outside the door clearly.

Unfortunately, it was too far away. It was already difficult to hear the sound of unlocking.

I quickly called Yanzi, explaining the situation to her.

Asked her to check the room for any suitable tools, preferably something that could knock out a person.

Meanwhile, I tightly held a baseball bat in my hand.

A few minutes later, the banging on the door stopped, and my heart leaped to my throat.

But there was still no sound of the door opening, and for a moment, I couldn't tell if they had successfully picked the lock.

I stood by the door again, waited for an hour, and confirmed that there were no more noises. Finally, I sat down exhausted on the floor.

It was only then that I noticed my hands and back were covered in cold sweat.

Just as I was about to lie down on the bed to rest for a bit.

My cat, Milk Tea, suddenly jumped up from the bed, meowing continuously towards the direction of the balcony.

I hurriedly tried to cover her mouth, but I had never covered a cat's mouth before, so I wasn't skilled at it, and she meowed even more fiercely. It turned out that the zombie at the entrance door was attracted over, and began fiercely pounding on the door of my room.

Because there was a dressing table blocking the door, I was reassured about what was behind me.

I held Milk Tea in my arms at the floor-to-ceiling window, opened a small crack in the curtain, revealing only one of my eyes.

I saw a jute rope, hanging on the balcony, swinging continuously for no apparent reason.

With a click, I locked the window.

Just as I locked it, a man suddenly appeared at the location of the jute rope, estimating a height of over six feet.

I held my breath.

As I was still thinking about what to do, another man stood steadily on the balcony.

Because it was night, and I was hiding in the corner, they didn't notice me.

My hands, which were already dry, were now sweating, and I felt like I could hardly hold onto the baseball bat.

“Damn, this woman locked the window.”

The man with the backpack tried to pull the French window, muttering under his breath.

The man with glasses stood in place, observing the zombies below.

“Are you sure there is only one woman in this house?”

“I'm sure. I saw her alone on the balcony in the morning. And I observed all day, the curtains of the other two bedrooms never opened. When we were picking the lock just now, I heard about two zombies banging on the door, this house has only three bedrooms in total, now two turned into zombies, there's probably only one person left, right?”

As I listened to his words, my whole body was trembling.

I had already been targeted...

I swallowed nervously, intending to listen a little longer.

“Bro, this window won't open. She locked it from the inside.”

“Smash it open.”

The man with glasses said coldly.

My heart leaped to my throat.

“What are you guys doing!”

When they heard my voice, the sound of the window being smashed stopped.

“Give us some food, and we'll leave.”

I didn't believe them.

“But I don't have any food either, there are two zombies outside the door, the food is in the kitchen and living room, I can't go out.

“Sis, I saw the snacks on your snack shelf. You have so many, what's wrong with sharing some with us?”

The man with the backpack spoke in a mocking tone.

“Please, spare me. I really don't have much food. Wasn't it said that the property management will distribute it? You should just go find the property management directly.”

“Haha.”

I heard the man with glasses chuckle lightly.

“Hurry up, open the window for me, or I'll continue to smash it.”

I tried to suppress the fear in my heart, attempting to make my voice sound calmer.

“Breaking and entering is illegal, leave now, and I can pretend that nothing happened.”

“Hahaha.”

This time it was the backpack man's loud mocking laughter.

“It's the end of the world, and you're still talking about laws and regulations? Let's talk about staying alive first. If you don't open the door, once I break this window, you'll be the first to die.”

Perhaps not hearing my voice for a while, the sound of the window being smashed resumed.

I heard the sound of glass shattering, but it seemed to be just a few cracks, because the sound of smashing the window had not stopped.

I tightly held onto the baseball bat in my hand, the sounds of the zombies pounding on the door and smashing the window resonated through the room, and I felt like my nerves were stretched tight like a wire.

An evil thought suddenly surged into my mind.

“Stop smashing, I won't open the window. If you guys don't leave, I'll let the zombies in, and we'll all die together.”

I bluffed, and indeed, the sound of the window being smashed stopped.

“She's not brave enough, you continue.”

The man with glasses spoke coldly, sounding like a sharp sword repeatedly stabbing my heart.

Yes, I wasn't courageous enough, I was afraid of killing and I was also scared of zombies. I feared that after everything was over, I would be caught and thrown into prison. I was only twenty-four, I didn't want to leave a stain on my life.

But...

If I let them in, I would really die...

I could clearly feel that the window couldn't hold on much longer.

I didn't hesitate anymore, I walked to the door and moved the dressing table that was blocking it, holding the baseball bat in my mouth, one hand holding Milk Tea, and the other hand tightly gripping the doorknob.

My eyes were fixed on the window.

“Bang.”

With a loud noise, the window shattered, some fragments pierced into the back of my hand, blood slowly dripping down, and the zombies outside the door became even more excited.

As two people pulled back the curtains, I suddenly pulled the door with force, and the two zombies rushed towards those two men without any surprise.

I immediately stepped into the living room, grabbed the door handle tightly, and jammed the baseball bat in my mouth.

However, my hand dared not slacken.

From inside the door came curses and wails.

The door I was holding onto was also being pulled by the two men on the other side.

I hadn't eaten all day, and I was no match for two men.

But I dared not let go, the blood on my hand was flowing more and more, but I dared not let go.

The desire to survive reached its peak at that moment.

If there was a mirror at that moment, I would have had bloodshot eyes as well.

“Yanzi! Yanzi, come out! Come and help me, Yanzi!”

I cried out towards Yanzi's room.

I didn't know if she was asleep, the door of her room remained motionless, and despair filled me at that moment.

I felt like I couldn't hold onto the door anymore.

After Milk Tea ran out of my arms and grabbed onto Yanzi's door, she was really my lucky star.

Thank you, Milk Tea.

Slowly, I felt my strength diminishing.

Finally, the door inside stopped.

I got a moment of respite.

And at that moment, Yanzi also walked out from the door, she came to my side and patted my shoulder.

“Qian Qian, are you okay?”

I turned to look at her, my eyes bloodshot.

She, who was already timid, was even more frightened by my disheveled appearance and let out a scream.

The door that had already been quiet suddenly went crazy with banging because of her scream.

But suddenly, I let go of my hand, because the pulling force on the other side of the door disappeared.

This meant that they were both bitten, turned into zombies, and now they were just pounding on the door.

I quickly asked Yanzi to help me push the sofa over to block the door.

But it wasn't enough, I asked her to help me move the cabinet from the next room to block it as well.

After doing all this, I finally let go of the tension in my heart.

“Qian Qian, your hand is bleeding.”

Yanzi helped me up from the floor.

After her reminder, I finally felt the piercing pain in the back of my hand.

“Wow.”

I burst into tears.

Yanzi hugged me.

“I'm sorry, Qian Qian. I moved the cabinet at the door just now, it took a long time to move it away.”

I looked at her thin arms and legs, shorter than me, and after hearing her explanation, my feeling of aggrievedness dissipated.

“Sit on the chair for a while, I'll go to the room to get some gauze to bandage you up.”

I responded and obediently sat down, Milk Tea didn't rub against my legs.

Because my room was separated from the living room, the only source of light in the living room, which was blocked by the door I had sealed, disappeared.

Relying on my memory, I closed the door to the kitchen, and found the living room light switch near the front door.

As soon as I turned it on, I was almost scared to scream.

The floor was covered in blood, even the chair I had just sat on, was also covered in blood.

I quickly walked over to the chair, checking if the areas I had touched were stained with zombie blood.

Fortunately, my wound hadn't touched any zombie blood, otherwise I would have become the most beautiful zombie in the world.