MTL - I Cut Down the Troubled World Alone-Chapter 9 I go to work

After a busy day, night falls.

Another full day.

After watching the movie, he sent the zombies outside into the trash can.

Without the help of the cleaners, I have to rely on myself for everything, but if you think about it this way, don't you have to pay the property fee?

The annual property fee is more than 1,000 yuan, which is a lot. Often when the payment is made, his heart aches, as if something important has left him.

He made all the meals at noon.

"Forget it, work hard tonight and eat instant noodles."

rummaging in the refrigerator to find some accessories.

One egg and one ham sausage are all his essential ingredients for cooking instant noodles.

Zizi!

There is water bubbling on the edge of the pot.

Lin Fan skillfully opened the instant noodles, poured them into the pot, then tore off the seasoning packet and sprinkled it on the surface.

Holding the egg, tap the edge of the pot lightly, the eggshell is cracked, and the soft egg white and yolk are spread on the surface.

The cut ham is a little artistically sprinkled.

"Cooking instant noodles is a technical task. You need to control the heat and time. Not everyone can cook a perfect bowl of instant noodles." Lin Fan stood quietly in front of the gas stove, waiting, keeping control of the heat at any time.

It didn't take long for the unique aroma of instant noodles to come out.

The quality of the eggs is not bad, they are not fully cooked, and when you tear them apart, you can see the flowing yolk.

Overcooked eggs are not delicious. This kind of egg with flowing yolks, when mixed with noodles, tastes the most delicious. It not only has the taste of soup, but also the taste of eggs. When the two are combined, that is the Really delicious.

Click, turn off the fire.

Pick up the rag and bring the pot of cooking noodles to the table.

When I saw the coriander, I washed it, made a small piece and sprinkled it on the face.

A bowl of ordinary but extraordinary noodles was finally made. In the end times, it should be considered a delicious meal.

Eating noodles sparsely.

night.

The zombies outside were wandering around, and they were much more active than during the day. Occasionally, the roar of the zombies could be heard. In his sleep, Lin Fan had a dream. He dreamed that he worked hard and was appreciated by his boss. His salary had skyrocketed, and his monthly income exceeded 10,000 yuan. , bought a small car, got a girlfriend, and then...

Roar!

boom!

boom!

A loud noise came from afar.

Lin Fan was awakened by the harsh sound.

He found that the zombies at night were like taking drugs.

Obviously there is no one, but it is strangely active.

He took off the quilt, walked to the balcony unbearably, and shouted into the darkness.

"Can you guys have some quality? Let's see what time it is now. It's already... two in the morning. If you don't sleep, can you not affect the rest of others? I have to go to work tomorrow."

He was desperate for this group of zombies, his quality.

Where did the quality go?

That's right, it's the end of the world now.

But the last days are not the reason for your lack of quality.

Roar!

What responded to him were endless roars, wave after wave, and the sound of running.

The zombies who heard the voice seemed even more excited.

"Hey."

"The quality is worrying."

"It's obviously the failure of the nine-year compulsory education."

What else could he say, there was nothing to say.

He has a good temper. When he encounters a grumpy one, he will definitely go down and fight with them.

But he won't, compulsory education told him.

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.

You can't teach others a lesson because of their arrogance.

Win and lose money, lose and go to jail.

There was once a friend of Ma, who smashed the egg of his boyfriend for twenty dollars, causing the man to die.

20 = two eggs + one life.

Thinking about it makes me feel terrible.

"Let's go with you, I'll sleep with me." Lin Fan shook his head, a zombie is so incompetent, what can he do?

There is really no way.

Just when he was about to sleep with his head covered.

boom!

boom!

The security door was patted with a bang.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and kept telling himself...

Endure the calm for a while, and take a step back to see the sea and the sky.

boom! boom! boom!

Lin Fan: …

He came to the door, took a kitchen knife, and opened the security door. At the door, a group of zombies climbed up the stairs and walked in front of his house.

"Can you guys not deceive people so much? I don't even care about you."

"You guys even patted my door at my door and disturbed my sleep."

"I'm so angry..."

After speaking, he didn't get an apology from the zombies, but instead it was the hideous roar of the zombies.

Pfft!

Lin Fan slashed with a knife, one knife after another, one sound after another.

"Get out, get out of here. I've already called the police. The uncle of the police said that it's not wrong for me to be self-defense."

He rarely swears, because he is a polite young man, but now he is irritable, he can't bear it anymore, he just wants to have a good sleep, is such a request too much?

The black blood stained the ground and walls red, which brought him a huge workload.

After a long time.

Lin Fan returned to the house, closed the security door with a snap, and put the kitchen knife on the shoe cabinet.

He went back to his room and slept with his head covered. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the quilt and dragged the little bear doll on the bedside table to the quilt with a bang.

Early morning.

The sun shines in.

The alarm clock is 6:20.

"It's time to go to work." Lin Fan got up, dressed and washed as usual.

The company's system is very strict. If you leave early, you will be deducted, and if you arrive late, you will be deducted. One time, you will be deducted two hundred.

But he likes the atmosphere of the company, everyone is nice.

The boss is not good.

But he understands that the boss is under a lot of pressure and spends a lot of money, so he has to cooperate well.

Take out two eggs from the refrigerator, boil them, add a bag of milk, it is breakfast in the morning.

Standing in front of the mirror and simply cleaning up, he is very energetic, and at first glance, he is an excellent office worker.

He wants to come to the company early and explain to the boss that I was really watching a movie yesterday.

Holding a kitchen knife, he opened the security door.

The aisle was quiet, not a single sound.

The group of zombies must have been very tired last night and found a place to sleep.

Come downstairs.

Breathing in the fresh air, the air in the morning has a unique smell, it is the air that is not polluted by exhaust air, take a deep breath, feel refreshed and full of energy all day.

There should be zombies in the community.

But he didn't take the initiative to provoke him, and he didn't make any loud noises.

I was so busy last night, so I must be very tired. Only in a quiet environment can I rest better. This is what a good person should do.

Take the initiative to look for it, and slash people with a knife.

This is not what law-abiding people should do.

"Shhhh!"

When he was about to leave the community, a small voice came.

He stopped and looked suspiciously.

There was a building over there, the window on the fourth floor opened gently, and a man with an abnormally bad mental state made a sound towards him, and his expression gradually became a little excited.

I wanted to say something, but I didn't dare to say it loudly.

"Good morning." Lin Fan waved his hand, showing what he thought was the friendliest smile.

A beautiful morning with the most beautiful smile will be a good start.

"I'm off to work, bye."

It's too much to say hello and leave immediately.

"What the **** am I..." When the man heard Lin Fan's words, he was speechless for a while. After a while, he said, "This guy is crazy."

"Good morning?"

"work?"

He was a little crazy, shaking his head, rubbing his eyes, delusion, it must be an illusion, it was not a person just now, there was no one at all, I was greeting the delusional person.

There are zombies wandering outside his door, slamming against the security door from time to time, I don't know how long it can last.

He wanted to leave here, but he didn't know how to leave.

Last night, the bursts of roars scared him so much that he didn't dare to sleep all night, and his spirit was tortured so much that he was afraid that zombies would break into the door and swallow him up.

Illusions are all illusions.

There are no zombies.

It's all an illusion.

The man swayed open the security door, saw the two zombies in front of the door, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You are delusional, right?"

Roar!

The zombie roared, his eyes glowing, and he rushed towards him.

"It's so quiet."

Lin Fan stood at the gate of the community and looked around.

The doors and windows of the storefront were broken, corpses were piled up on the road, and there was blood that solidified and turned black everywhere.

Although the current situation makes him uncomfortable, he is used to being alone.

"Go to work."

In the past, I used to take the bus to work, but looking at the current situation, there is no hope for the bus.

Fortunately, there was a small yellow car on the side of the road. I scanned the code with my mobile phone, and the payment was successful. I carried a schoolbag, a kitchen knife, a bicycle, and drove towards the company.

One dollar an hour is not expensive, very cheap, and I can ride it back later.

There are many overturned cars on the road.

There are luxury cars and cheap ones.

In many cars, the driver is still sitting in the driver's seat, but there is no breath.

They did not turn into zombies, but on the way to escape, cars collided and died.

There are also many sedans, only the outer shell is burned.

The carbonized corpse inside was shocking.

He stepped on the pedals, neither fast nor slow, and he could see some roads and zombies stumbling around.

He was riding the bike without any movement, not attracting attention.

Occasionally, zombies see him.

In an instant, he rushed like a dog like a madman, and was hacked to death by him with a kitchen knife.

"Protecting myself is the most important thing I should do at this time."

He just wants to go back to the company, and he still has a month's salary from the boss.

No matter how it ends.

The hard work must be paid.

He still has to live.

PS: Hey, I don’t have a sales account, don’t think about it, it’s because I’m in a bad state during this time, playing games, drinking, and living a bit ignorant. As for changing the protagonist and writing this book, I want to slow down my state. , thank you for your support.

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