One hundred and twenty days later.

In too many movies and TV series, there have been apocalyptic themes, and in the prophecies of various cultures in the world, there will always be shadows such as the end of the world, in this world, there will always seem to be people looking forward to the end of the world, and when this day really comes, people are desperate, painful, struggling, or free indulgence in the chaos of losing order.

Now, the answer has been obtained.

When disaster strikes, you will find that much of the beauty you see is an exhibit in the window of law and order.

The world has been bombed to the ground, and in the midst of the ruins, countless zombies have picked up the fragments of broken tiles and continued to wander in this world full of miasma, and the devil's minions have extended here, but no one knows where these devils come from.

Yu Changsheng's mission was a complete failure, and he himself was surrounded by enemies, and the cursed magic box and the fire bead were taken away. What's worse is that with the Sky Eye Radar, Cursed Box, and Wind Boots being plundered one after another, the Guardian side has turned from the initial advantage to a desperate situation, under the effect of the Sky Eye Radar and the Limit Poison Needle, more zombies are increasing at an alarming rate, and some of the hardest hit areas have been destroyed by nuclear weapons, but the disaster caused is far more serious than the disaster caused by zombies.

The spread of the calamity was not brought under control.

In fact, technology and supernatural power are not contradictory in the concept of the gods and demons in the yin and yang worlds, and technology is actually just a manifestation of supernatural power, but because it is explained more systematically and scientifically.

But now the world can no longer be explained by people's existing scientific understanding.

The sky was drizzling, and Yu Changsheng carefully crawled on the icy and damp mound, the dirty dirt soaking the canvas trousers, although very shabby, it was also the precious warmth that remained in his body. These days, he has survived all his life, but the despair in his heart has never been so strong.

His dark red, slightly puffy eyes stared at the giant scarlet pig a hundred meters in front of him. He had been there for 67 hours, and it looked like a mound of earth, but in reality it was just a pile of debris from the collapse of the building. These concrete shards are so hard that even a hammer can't break them. Don't say that the weight of the whole body falls on it, and when you press it slowly with the palm of your hand, you can hear the tingling sensation, but Yu Changsheng doesn't mind, because for him, the pain in the body can actually offset the fatigue of nervous tension.

Without these abrupt little stones, his already exhausted eyes would have been firmly glued together and could not be separated at all.

He was so tired that if he could, Yu Changsheng really wanted to close his eyes and sleep. However, now is not the time.

A buckshot pistol, with four rounds, a sharp knife, and two pieces of hardwood, had been sharpened. These are the weapons of Yu Changsheng, the last weapons.

Behind the red-haired pig is a large shopping mall, the beautiful neon sign on the door plaque is now split in two, and the scattered fragments of color scattered on the dirt and rocks emit an eerie flash in the dim light, and the rain falling on it makes it even darker.

Suddenly, Yu Changsheng felt convulsions all over his body, and a concentrated acid with a strong corrosive effect jumped from the bottom of his stomach into his throat. He couldn't help but frown, but he couldn't stand the nausea caused by his stomach.

He swallowed the gastric juices and swallowed them alive. He had to eat something. Otherwise, the remaining energy simply won't be enough to support yourself. Yu Changsheng didn't dare to take his attention off the red-haired pig. He just crept into his waist pocket with his right hand gently from its original position at a very slow pace, felt the remaining half of the compressed biscuit, pinched out a piece, and slowly put it in his mouth.

It was a very simple process that took him 20 minutes to complete. The biscuit was comfortable in his mouth, and the saliva slowly soaked the biscuit into soft, semi-solid cotton. The sweet taste came from the taste buds on the tip of his tongue, mixed with the bread crumbs, and slowly flowed into his throat, stimulating Utama's brain to make him swallow the food.

Yu Changsheng restrained this strong desire from the bottom of his heart and forced himself to slowly swallow the sweet cake in his mouth. After all, the food in his pocket could not afford such an almost extravagant diet. At least, now is not the time.

Yu Changsheng knew very well that as long as he could enter that supermarket, he would be able to get enough food.

Of course, the premise is that the red-haired pig cannot be stopped.

The mutated terrible red-haired pig felt the same hunger, and after wandering through the ruins for a while, strolled to a nearby corpse, and when it saw the thick thighs, it opened its mouth and couldn't wait to bite down. The big mouth of the giant red pig is bigger than the bonsai next to the building, like a big hole in its stomach that can swallow anything without mercy.

The body was a man who had died last night, and he was supposed to be looking for food at the supermarket in the mall. Unfortunately, the red-haired pig found him and bit off his head. The red-haired pig was obviously also very hungry, and one leg was eaten clean in an instant.

The red-haired pig still did not feel satisfied, so he bit open the stomach that was already a little rotten, took out the blood and internal organs that had turned black, and continued to eat with relish. Yu Changsheng swallowed his saliva and carefully examined the weapon in his hand. He was still waiting for that uncertain opportunity.

The deceased was wearing dark green trousers and had an assault rifle in his hand and several bullets in his hand. From this point of view, it should be a soldier. He may have a companion. Those people should come to him!

After all, it is difficult for a person to live in a completely destroyed city. But the prince did not know if his judgment was correct. The red-haired pig continued to eat his unfinished dinner. Watching it chew on the yellow fat with its dark red blood-red veins, Yu Changsheng realized that his long-suppressed hunger seemed to be on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Yu Chang stared at this terrible monster to the death, these monsters are different from the zombies created by the Limit Poison Needle, they seem to be just ordinary beasts, and they are not some demons and monsters, but they have extremely terrifying power and destructive power, as well as extremely keen perception, once they find something moving within their perception range, they will attack mercilessly, killing and devouring them. They are like demons in the depths of hell, destroying city after city. The people they target are either killed alive or the food in their mouths. Just like the place where Yu Changsheng was at this time, it was a lonely city with few survivors...... Suddenly, the red-haired pig stopped chewing. The two giant scarlet pupils also looked warily at a corner to the prince's right.

A low roar came out of Yu Changsheng's mouth. "Here's your chance."

His fingers squeezed nervously at the trigger, hoping to catch every movement of the red-haired pig with his already blurred eyes. His ears were also listening carefully for any tiny sounds coming from the crossroads.

Two people were getting closer, and the rubber soles were pressed against concrete shards of different sizes, causing slight friction, which was caused by squeezing. If it weren't for the fact that the corpse was so close to the ground and there was no sound interference nearby, Yu Changsheng would probably never have heard the source of the sound.

And the red-haired pig's sensory organs were obviously more sensitive, and while Yu Changsheng was still recognizing the sound of footsteps, it had already jumped up from its shattered body and rushed to the intersection covered by the ruins of the building. At this time, at the corner of the intersection, there were also two lights, which were yellow sunlight with long and mismatched shadows. One is a soldier armed with an assault rifle, the other is a civilian with a long knife in his hand.

Yu Changsheng still didn't move. He knew that now was not the time for him to do it.

The sudden attack of the red-haired pig caught the two men who had just appeared off guard, and the heavily armed soldier was obviously more nimble, he quickly bounced to the side, and then he pulled the trigger. Although the bullet hit the target, it only left a bloody hole on the side of the red-haired pig.

Blood gushed out, but it didn't seem to have any effect on the red pigs. Still letting out a deep roar, it raised its sharp fangs and charged towards its own locked target.

"Poof—"

With a scream, the terrifying fangs pierced into the body of the knife-wielding civilian, piercing two perfect blood holes. Broken livers and entwined intestines hang high horns.

Rough-grained fangs are covered with bright red flesh and pale bone fragments. Blood flowed from the ruptured veins to the throat of the red-haired pig.

Woo Changsheng slowly climbed out of his original position, and he had to regain his strength in the shortest time possible. Otherwise, even if there was a better chance, he would not have been able to get up from the ground and kill the red-haired pig.

Woo Changsheng determined the death of a civilian. His poor body bent out of the corner of the corner, and in a desperate white eye, there was no life in sight. The blunt knife, which should have been held firmly in his hand, had fallen to the ground by this time, and in the slowly dripping blood, a light reflected from the rust.

Probably the bullets have run out. The soldier put down his gun, drew the bayonet at his waist, and rushed forward, pounced on the red pig's neck, piercing it. A thick stream of black and red blood burst out from the triangular mouth. With a vigorous flick of the red-haired pig, the soldier was thrown out with a knife.

Yu Changsheng wanted to tell the soldiers that it was useless to do this. Because, the side hole of the red-haired pig that was hit by the bullet has slowly stopped bleeding. Even the edge of the hole is slowly shrinking. Soon, it disappeared into the dense hair. The hole in the neck will soon heal quickly in the same way.

What made Yu Changsheng feel a little comforted was that his body was also slowly recovering, although it was quite slow.

Woo Changsheng continued to crawl forward, and the pain in his elbows, knees, and other joints indicated the recovery of the nervous system. As long as it lasts for a few more minutes, the body's functions will recover more. But he didn't know if he would be able to wait until then. This soldier is clearly no match for the Red Pig.

Despite his agility, he dodged several attacks from the Red-Haired Pig, but the physical exertion was too great.

In just a few minutes, he was cornered by the angry red-haired pig.