Rose of the Doomsday

Chapter 3 For Cabbage

Betty came back to her senses. The half pack of instant noodles she had just eaten seemed to have been digested. The feeling of hunger became stronger. She forced herself not to look at the remaining packs of instant noodles on the desk. She just poured a glass of water and drank it hard, hoping to be full. Since the crisis, she has woken up every day for half a month without thinking whether her current life is a dream. The noodles and eggs are all eaten, but there are still three packs of instant noodles. This is the two-day supply, one and a half packs per meal, one and a half packs per day. In the past, she ate two packs per meal and two fried eggs. As for rice, she dared not move to find food and had to eat dry rice. , otherwise she would not have the strength to run. Looking at her slowly deflated belly, she had wanted to lose weight before but could not lose it no matter how hard she tried. Now she has lost at least 5 catties. Thinking about it, she finds it funny, but also feels like crying. Although she is usually heartless, she still has a younger sister whose life or death is unknown. She can't let go of her worries. In the past half month, she has been thinking about the past, thinking about the scenes of her parents reuniting with the family, thinking about her teachers when she was in school, the boys who made her heart beat for the first time, thinking about the naughty little boy who drew a turtle behind her, and her former colleagues and friends at work, and even missing the little sister who bought breakfast at the street corner. The sister's phone has been unreachable and no one has answered the landline. It seems that it is not good, but she is not giving up and always hopes for a miracle.

The zombies downstairs outside the window are still wandering around, and occasionally you can see acquaintances who live nearby among them. The streets are full of broken glass, torn clothes, scattered bones, various garbage, and buses that have been burned to empty shells in the distance. A feeling of sadness was always entangled in her heart. She thought that she would become a zombie and wander around, that she would starve to death when the food ran out, and that her relatives and friends would become zombies and eat her alive. The sadness turned into despair. She walked to the kitchen numbly, picked up the kitchen knife, slowly put the blade against her neck, closed her eyes, and tightly gripped the handle of the knife until her wrist hurt from using too much force. She still couldn't bear to cut it. She put down the kitchen knife, hugged her head, leaned against the wall, and slid to the ground. Tears kept coming out. She was afraid of death and she didn't dare to commit suicide. She hated herself for being useless, studying was useless, and she didn't even dare to commit suicide because of her bad work. Her mood gradually calmed down. She thought about how 90% of the people had turned into zombies, but she was still alive. 6.3 billion people had been infected, but she was fine. Was it God's arrangement? After thinking about it for a while, she felt better. She looked at the watch on her hand and it was already past 10 o'clock in the morning. If she didn't want to starve to death, she had to go out to find food and fight those zombies to the death. She came to the front hall, opened the curtains, and carefully tore off a small piece of newspaper that had been posted on the glass window half a month ago. She looked outside and saw several rows of green cabbages in the small vegetable garden in the middle of the platform. Her mouth was watering. She looked away from the cabbages and carefully observed the surroundings. There were not many zombies on the platform. The two families opposite her had opened up the wall near the platform and connected the greenhouse. The doors were opened on the balcony. Now that the doors were open, there were several zombies coming in and out of each family. There was a zombie going up and down the stairs on the platform. There were a total of seven zombies on the stairs and six on the opposite side. It would take three minutes to walk over from the opposite side. Her target was the cabbage in the middle of the platform.

It would definitely not be possible to fight zombies with bare hands, so she had to prepare weapons. There were no ready-made ones at home. She found various tools left by her father, and the first one that caught her eye was an eight-pound hammer. She picked it up and tried it, then shook her head. It was too heavy. She didn't have enough strength. Three or five hits were ok, but more than that was unbearable. She kept looking, and found a hammer. She tried it to make sure it was just right. She went to the kitchen and got a tin pot lid as a shield. She practiced a few times in the living room to get a feel for it, and when she felt it was about right, she was ready to go. When she got to the door, she hesitated again. She put her hand on the door handle and took it down several times. Finally, she thought it was better to die in battle than to starve to death. She opened the door and walked out. Betty planned to kill the zombie at the stairs first. It was too close to the vegetable garden. She had one minute to get as many cabbages as possible before the zombies on the opposite side approached. She wore high-top military leather shoes, her father's woolen military coat, and thick leather gloves. She quickly ran to the stairs before the zombies showed up. A zombie was walking up and smelled her scent and pounced on her with its teeth bared. This was the first time she saw a zombie up close. The zombie's face was gray, his eyes were white, and his mouth was wide open enough to fit a fist. His mouth was full of black teeth that all grew into the shape of miniature triangular scrapers, which made people feel cold. A strong stench of corpses hit her face, and she felt sick and wanted to vomit. The zombies had already pounced on her pot cover shield, shocking her and making her step back. The feeling of fighting before came back. She moved her shield to the left and raised her right foot to hit the zombie in the chest. The zombie rolled down the stairs. Without thinking too much, she ran to the vegetable garden and put down her weapon. She took out her bag and grabbed the cabbages with the soil and put them into her bag. She glanced at the zombies on the opposite side and walked towards him step by step. Faster, faster, she kept putting the cabbages into her bag while panting. She dug her hands into the black soil and touched the stems to bring the cabbages out. She couldn't feel the mud and juice of the leaves splashing into her eyes. She just wanted to pick a few more. This is food, it's hope! The zombies are not far away from her. She can't be greedy anymore. It's time to go. She grabbed her bag with one hand and her weapon with the other hand and ran home desperately. She saw the entrance of the corridor right in front of her. She quickened her pace and stepped into the entrance of the corridor and ran towards the door. Suddenly, the iron gate opposite her house opened, and her neighbor turned into a zombie and rushed towards her with a strong corpse stench. The sharp claws were less than 10 centimeters away from her eyes. A chill went up from the coccyx to her forehead. She wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound. She only thought of two words in her mind: "It's over" Her legs softened and she sat on the ground. The shield in her hand flew out. The zombie missed. His mind was blank, and his feet kicked the zombie's calf. The zombie lost its balance and fell towards her. She rolled to the side and smashed the zombie with the hammer in her hand again and again. When she came to her senses, the upper body of the zombie had been smashed to pieces by her, and black sticky blood was flying everywhere. The strong corpse stench made her head explode. The zombies on the opposite side of the platform were only about ten meters away from him. Three strong ones walked in front, and three old ladies who had mutated followed slowly behind. They became very excited when they smelled her scent. They were determined to get the prey so close. She jumped up from the ground, and she didn't even have time to retract her shield. She walked into the house with her bag.

After locking the security door, she leaned against the iron door and exhaled deeply. She couldn't stand the blood of the zombies splashing on her body, so she ran to the toilet to change her clothes.

Betty turned out the cabbage in her pocket and neatly stacked it on the floor tiles. There were 11 cabbages in total, weighing more than 20 kilograms.

The zombies outside were scratching the iron door, and for the first time, Betty had confidence in survival.