December 21, 2024, 6:23 p.m., S Central Hospital. 3rd Floor, Intensive Care Area.

A sweet-looking nurse about 24 years old huddled in a cubicle in the women's restroom, taking advantage of this little free time to scroll up a web page on her mobile phone, and most of the topic of the web page revolved around the video of the "Japanese Zombie Incident" that was uploaded to the Internet yesterday afternoon.

After the video was uploaded to the network yesterday afternoon, it was completely deleted by the network administrator within 20 minutes, but even if it was just 20 minutes, it was enough for many people to copy this video and share it in the past.

And this little nurse, who is obviously a fanatic of this video, looked at the conversation records of netizens at a glance and smacked with relish what was going on in Japan.

To be honest, although the content of the video is there, and there are many Internet gods who claim to be computer experts to prove that the video has no fictional elements, as a netizen who has received a science education for most of his life, he still can't accept such an unbelievable thing.

For example, now, people who have watched the video are obviously divided into two factions, one party firmly believes that the video is real, and the other party does not believe that there is such a science fiction thing in this world.

She quickly clicked on a radical post called "The end is coming, don't accept the argument", and read it with a wrong eye.

Landlord: "The end of the world is really coming, everyone hurry home to stock food. Tokyo is on the verge of collapse, and the extinction of humanity is not far off."

Second floor: "Zombies? The living dead? Virus? What the hell is that? You think you're making a movie! "

Third floor: "The Japanese just made a hardcore video come out, you guys really take it seriously, should you say that you are stupid, stupid or stupid?"

Fourth floor: "What Tokyo zombie war, the complete fall of Kyushu Island?" It's crazy! The United States and the United States can't get rid of Japan with two atomic bombs, so it's hard to be so bounced by the virus a few times before it disappears? Who are you bluffing! "

Landlord: "If you don't believe it, forget it, I'm a native of Kyoto, and I saw a lot of military planes heading for Japan this morning."

Sixth floor: "The sky is so big, how does the landlord know that it is flying in the direction of Japan, and your eyes are equipped with radar?" Stop promoting the brain-dead Mayan prophecy, the end times are impossible! "

Seventh floor: "But I think what the landlord said is reasonable. It's been a messy late, and haven't you noticed that severe colds are prevalent around the world after artesian meteor showers? What if the corpse changes?"

Eighth floor: "A group of second goods, it's better to make money if you have time to talk about this kind of stupid topic!"

The scolding war is getting more and more intense, like a prairie fire, out of control.

128th floor: "The poor Taoist temple has fallen into the devil's mind, the evil qi is surging, and the seal hall is black, which is really a great omen, a disaster of blood and light. It is better to escape into the empty door, cultivate one's self-cultivation, and try to create in the future. There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south."

129th floor: "Upstairs is a fool. While reciting the Buddha's name."

130th floor: "It's really a big forest, there are all kinds of birds. It's more frustrating than the other."

……

The little nurse stares at the screen with her eyes wide open. I flipped through the pages again with my hands and feet, until I felt that the miner had been a little long, and then I reluctantly took back the phone.

"Sneer—"

Just as she was about to open the door of the cubicle and go out, there was an intermittent snort of a metal pole scraping the tiles. Along with this was the sound of heavy footsteps.

Curiously, she opened the door and poked her head out, and saw an elderly man in a loose hospital gown staggering forward in the dead and dimly lit corridor of the intensive care area.

The needle inserted into the back of his hand was already crooked, and seemed to pierce the flesh, and thick and dark red blood dripped down the lines of the back of his hand.

"Click, click, click......"

The old man walked all the way, dripping with blood all the way. He looked helpless.

The little nurse suddenly felt a sense of guilt in her heart, because she was greedy for rest time and neglected to take care of the patient, she had indeed gone too far. With a feeling of condemnation of herself, she stepped forward quickly and shouted in a friendly voice: "This old man. I'll help you remove the needle first."

Without waiting for the old man to answer, she smiled and pulled the other man's hand, but before she could make any movement, she suddenly felt a chill running down her spine.

The old hand she was holding was unexpectedly cold!

Perhaps, the ice is a little warmer than that......

Dark red blood flowed down the back of her hand, dripping over the other party's blackened nails, I don't know if it was her illusion, but she actually smelled a corpse smell from the old man's body......

Her body began to tremble unconsciously, and her mind kept flashing back to the scenes of people eating people she had seen in previous videos......

She suddenly raised her head to look at the old man's face, and when her eyes were focused, the last picture left for her was a big black mouth biting at her neck!

"Ahhh

The shrill soprano pierced the dead corridor, and the transmission of her extremely panicked voice woke up the people who were not yet in a state; At the same time, the smell of fresh flesh wafting through the air also completely awakened the first batch of hungry zombies lurking in the dark!

S City, downtown neighborhood, near People's Square.

Han Xiuyu carried two large bags of instant food and walked slowly on the way home with the flow of people, and looked back at the Gothic clock tower that was still clearly visible a few streets away, and unconsciously thought of Zeng. [,！ After that dream scene.

Impossible......

It's just a dream......

The meteor shower has passed, and nothing has happened.

Constantly hypnotizing himself in his heart, he shook his groggy head, feeling that the high fever after the rain still showed no signs of decline, but there was a tendency to intensify, if the first day was just dizzy, then now it is Cheng Dù who is hot.

It's really self-inflicted, and you can't live......

Although his instincts have always been accurate, he can't help but believe in these ethereal things too much...... You deserve to be drenched in the rain and deserve to have a fever!

Turning his head to look at Wei Jun, who was also a little confused, he secretly said in his heart: I'm really sorry brother.

Then, he took one of the other party's arms with a long way to go, gritted his teeth and half-carried Wei Jun's round body and staggered forward.

Suddenly, a childish child's voice penetrated his eardrums, so familiar that he felt his soul throbbing. He subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Just a few meters away from him, a cute boy with a watermelon head on his head. At the moment, he was anxiously shaking his mother's hand, and kept shouting "Mom", "Mom, what's wrong with you", ......

The woman in the black leather coat beside him was pale and bloodless, and even the movement of her eyes became unusually slow. There were five or six big men around him who stepped forward quickly, as if they wanted to help.

"Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Mommy, Mommy......"

"Mom's ......"

[Mom! Mom! Help me! 】

[Help me!] 】

A heart-rending child's voice suddenly broke into his heart, like a sharp blade that slashed through his solid heart defense!

He jerked his grip on the corner of his forehead that seemed to swell in pain, and slowly realized that the image in front of him seemed to overlap with a memory.

Five or six male living dead, captured boys, torn limbs, and zombie women in black leather clothes gnawed at their young sons with blurred flesh and blood......

Frame by frame, frames of images swirled in his mind, and he suddenly realized what he saw in his eyes. It seems to be being manipulated by an invisible force. Slowly crumble!

"Hmm......" Han Xiuyu snorted. The body stumbled for a moment, but was immediately framed by Wei Jun beside him.

The other party opened his listless eyes, looked at him for a moment, and said with heavy breathing: "Xiaoyu...... Let's go to the hospital...... I think...... We're all very sick."

You're not sick!

Han Xiuyu complained in his heart. Forcefully stood up and shook off Wei Jun's hand, and walked slowly to the boy's side. Quietly took the child's hand, and stiffly pulled a smile in his eyes full of doubt: "Little friend, come to uncle."

The little boy was ignorantly led by him and walked out of a radius of three meters away from his mother, before he struggled uncomfortably: "Mom, I want Mom, you are a bad person!" Let go of me! "

Han Xiuyu's face darkened instantly, and he found that he was really bad at coaxing children. Just as he was still thinking of a remedy, a non-human beast roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Roar—"

A fashionably dressed woman screams and tries to push away the crazy man next to her. But he was grabbed by the other party, and the man leaned down his head and viciously tore off a large piece of delicious human flesh on the woman's back.

Blood gushed out, bodies were brutally torn apart, and internal organs were ripped away and devoured...... This bloody picture stunned a crowd of passers-by.

Until an aunt shouted in a panic: "Murder! Call the police! Killed! Only then did everyone react, they took out their mobile phones and cameras, and quickly evacuated the murder area.

The little boy screamed and hugged Han Xiuyu's thigh. She shrunk behind him, and the expression on her face was very frightened.

"Xiaoyu...... This is ......" Wei Jun is not sick now, the whole person is trembling, the fat on his body is shaking and shaking, and it looks very funny.

Han Xiuyu didn't answer, but threw the two bags of food in his hand to Wei Jun, he picked up the child on his leg with one hand, and took out the Desert Eagle full of bullets from his arms with the other, and the momentum in his body slowly opened.

As if he had changed his core, he said calmly to Wei Jun: "Wei Fatty, follow me when the time comes, don't get lost."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."

Wei Jun's stunned gaze stayed on the barrel of the gun in his hand for a few seconds, looking at Han Xiuyu's unusually strict tone, his mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something.

But before he could ask, a familiar and unfamiliar roar sounded from behind him again.