I am a dead man, more precisely, I am a zongzi. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ten years after I died, I woke up one day with a strong rancid stench in the coffin outside my body. Before I could frown and complain, the coffin began to tremble violently, and then dust leaked through the cracks in the coffin lid, and my senses gradually regained function, and seemed to be more acute than they had been before, and I could faintly hear the earth screaming.

Could it be that after the inexplicable resurrection, I am going to die again?

Luckily, the shaking stopped, and the lid cracked, and with my strength, I seemed to get so strong that I punched a hole in the lid with one punch, and after a few more pulls, the lid was torn apart. It can be seen that the coffin I was used to bury me was not strong.

Brushing away the thin layer of dirt that had fallen on my body, I sat up sharply and examined my body to make sure I was a living dead. In a more Westernized way, I am a zombie, and in the popular incision of the year, I am a zongzi. In short, no matter what it is, I have woken up and become conscious, is this the beginning of a new human (corpse) life?

Next, will I open the hanging? or will I just hang up?

It's night, and I feel like a zombie, and I have a fear of the day. Looking around, I found that my night vision was quite good, and I could basically see that this was a small hillside in the middle of nowhere, with collapsed and broken tombstones mixed with rocks, and the already narrow road was basically impassable, and it was a collective cemetery for the poor.

I combed through the information that appeared in my head from awakening to the present, partly the residual memories, and partly the quick reasoning of the actual situation. I'm a fairly young man, I've been dead for years, ten years is just a casual statement, but judging by the degree of decay of my body and clothes, it's at least five years or more. I can't think of anything about my background.

After thinking about it for a while, a scene of a car accident flashed in my mind, and then there was darkness, and it seemed that I had died unexpectedly, but I didn't suffer much. The place where the car accident happened is a bit like the environment here, and I died near here? Perhaps, the people who found my body did not find my family, and for some reason, they buried me hastily. So, I may not have been a poor person when I was alive?

I was a little happy to think of this, but because it took a lot of effort to think with my brain, I felt hungry with an empty stomach with only a hole. That's when I seriously thought about who I am now, and this is no joke. What should zombies eat? Don't all the zombies in the movie eat live human flesh and drink the blood of living people? I am a little scared when I think of grabbing a living person and biting down on his neck.

Suddenly, there was movement not far away, and I seemed to smell a trace of delicious and sweet smell in the air, the smell of blood, and I immediately instinctively became excited. Rub, it's really the same as in the movie......

Sitting in a clearing were five or six zombies of different appearances, some of whom seemed to have just died, and some of whom had only one skeleton left. In the midst of them was a medium-sized wild boar, seemingly crushed by the rocks rolling down from the mountain, and had now been eaten by the zombies.

"Another one. A newly dead zombie with his eyes out of his socket looked at me, said without surprise, and then continued to eat.

Seeing me standing aside, the bone-like zombie said, "Come and eat some too, if you don't eat again, there will be no more." ”

I was so hungry that I ran over as soon as I heard this, grabbing a handful of raw meat and eating it unceremoniously. This wild boar meat is the best game meat, and if you eat it in a restaurant, the price must not be cheap. But when I put it in my mouth, I felt so bad that I wanted to vomit, and I didn't enjoy the delicious taste I was expecting.

However, entering the stomach can still slightly soothe the feeling of hunger, and the mood is not so anxious. I was also surprised that I still had digestive organs in my empty belly.

"Young man, you find it unpalatable, too. "The bone zombie who beckoned me past turned his skull around and smiled eeriely, making the hairs stand on end in my imagination. He continued: "It's still delicious, although I haven't eaten it, but when I think about it, I think it...... It's delicious. ”

A few zombies nodded sympathetically, put down the almost gnawed pork leg in their hands, and sighed.

"We can all wake up, which means that it is the end times. I liked to read online novels the most when I was alive, especially science fiction apocalyptic novels, anyway, as soon as I said that the end of the world would appear, zombies would appear. It's just that I've read too many novels, but I don't know which genre we belong to. The newly dead zombie opened the conversation, and the other zombies looked older and couldn't catch up with his words.

I've also read some online articles, and after swallowing the unpalatable wild boar in my mouth, I picked up the topic: "Anyway, no matter what type is peculiar, it's all a routine." In the last days, it is heaven and hell for zombies, although we have become stronger, but sooner or later humans will find a way to deal with us, so we can't take it lightly. ”

After finding my companions, the loneliness I felt when I first became a zombie was much less, and I no longer deceived myself that I was still human. At this moment, the word human is a delicious food for us zombies, and it is also an object to be guarded against.

It's still dark after a long time, and it doesn't look like it's going to dawn at all, and the zombies are talking about it, is it that this last day has always been a dark night? That's really good for zombies. After discussing what to do in the future, they decided to try their luck in the nearby villages and towns, and maybe they could find the living or the fresh corpses that had just died.

After we set off, the sky began to brighten, but luckily it didn't affect us, it wasn't a vampire or a zombie.

As zombies, our group of people have quite sharp legs and feet, and although the walking posture is very stiff, we are fast in our speed. Along the way, we also encountered other types of zombies, some of which looked like normal people, perhaps died at the end of the world, but they had no thoughts and only acted on instinct, and they were very slow. Some of them were a little faster, but they didn't have any thoughts, and when they saw a few of us, they immediately pounced, and only let go after seeing that we were also zombies, obviously without any brains.

After confirming that we could not communicate with them, we walked to what appeared to be a nuclear power plant not far away, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the lake district along the way. Although this lake is next to the nuclear power plant, it is obviously not a scenic area, but the scene is somewhat bizarre. Probably due to the impact of the earthquake, the oval-shaped lake was split in half from the middle, and the whole half sank down, forming a long natural waterfall with a drop of tens of meters.

Since I became a zombie, my sense of smell has become as developed as that of a dog, and I can smell smells from far away. There didn't seem to be any living people in the nuclear power plant, all zombies, mixed with the smell of a few fresh corpses, but by the time we got there, it was estimated that they had already been eaten.

In disappointment, I suddenly smelled a trace of the breath of a living person, from far to near, getting stronger and stronger. Or maybe I'm so hungry for the flesh of the living that I've amplified the smell.

"There are living people, go quickly. ”

One of his teammates also noticed it and excitedly shouted at the other zombies. He was afraid that the living people in his mouth would be eaten by other zombies first, so he quickened his pace and ran towards the nuclear power plant, his intestines shaking out, dragging behind him like a long tail.

There were a lot of newly dead zombies in the iron gate of the nuclear power plant, and when they saw us walking over, they immediately rushed to the iron gate, obviously the one who didn't have any brains. However, there was some justification for their actions, for a short time later a car approached the road outside the iron gate, with several living people sitting on it.

The first time we encountered a human as a zombie, although we instinctively wanted to pounce on us, but the preserved reason reminded us to be cautious, so we temporarily suppressed our hunger and thirst and retreated to a nearby bush.

I saw four people getting out of the car, two men and two women, all looking like stars. One of the women also has a baby hanging on her body, and the imaginary fragrance is seductive and arouses our hunger even deeper. Two of us zombies couldn't help it and jumped out of the grass and lunged after them.

The two zombies were driven by hunger pangs and were fast, almost like Bolt possessed. But before they could get close to the men, they were bounced open by an invisible wall. One of the blond-haired foreign men realized the situation behind him, frowned, and pointed the strange cane he was holding in his hand in the direction of the two zombies. A blinding purple light struck them, and their bodies burned, turning to char in a few moments.

The rest of our zombies watched in horror, almost screaming, and for the first time felt their own vulnerability and insignificance.

Who is this man? Could it be that after the end of the world, the living have also mutated? Sure enough, zombies are not so easy to be.

Just as I was amazed, the two blond-haired men in the group leaped into the air, spun rapidly, and turned into a pillar of wind, followed by lightning and thunder in the sky. When we opened our eyes again (in fact, there were no eyes and faces for a long time), we saw a scene that looked like hell for zombies.

I saw that hundreds of zombies in the iron gate were burned to charcoal, and the blonde-haired Adecratic was unharmed. They opened the iron door to let in the family of three who were waiting outside, and then left in a helicopter.

I forgot my identity as a zombie for a moment, and I came out of the grass despite the danger, looking up at the sky, my eyes following the plane. For some reason, a sense of respect and longing swelled up in my heart, as if I had met an idol.

On the helicopter, the blonde woman seemed to see me, and she looked at me with a gaze that was not afraid, nor disgusted, but seemed to have a deep pity.

I decided, she was my idol. So, I waved goodbye to her.

After that, I embarked on a post-apocalyptic journey of zombies, and visited several nearby cities, which were all in shambles, with no living people left, only all kinds of monsters roaming the ruined cities. They generally have no interest in us zombies, and occasionally devour some zombies with low IQs. That kind of expression, just like we can't stand the hunger and can't eat the living, so we can only catch small animals to satisfy our hunger, anyway, we just make a living.

For me, the new zombie years are not open, but they are not anytime soon. Although the intelligent zombies are a minority, we like to act in groups, and soon formed an organization to help each other relieve each other's boredom.

I named myself Shuai Bao, settled down in a deserted city, lived a life with a house and a car, and even found a newly dead female zombie as a partner, which can be regarded as a small success.

Sometimes, I feel that I have not changed much from before the end of the world, and at that time, didn't I think about having a house, a car, and a wife all the time? If you want to see me, life at that time was actually more insensitive and more tiring than it is now.

Ordinary humans seem to refer to us as spiritless along with mentally retarded zombies, and when we found out, we felt aggrieved and wanted to protest. In the end, we painted beautiful self-portraits on all the white walls and open spaces in the city, so that humans can see from the air that the zombies who live here have good taste and are quite bourgeois.

The world of zombies is actually very exciting, and every day is new.