As in ordinary villages, houses and shops are usually combined, with shops on the ground floor and residences on the upper floor, almost all of which are run by themselves (don't ask why). It is basically difficult for outsiders to operate in such a small place, and they will be "picked up" like melons in the field).

The more I walked, the more wrong it became, and almost all the places as far as the eye could see were closed, and there were no living people and no zombies.

After walking two streets, I saw only one place where the door was open, which was messy.

Walk closer and see what it looks like to be a pharmacy that has been looted?

Based on habits, even if it has little to do with him for the time being, Zhang Zimin also entered the pharmacy to see the details.

Tilting his head again, his gaze resting on the ceiling for a moment.

A big hole, not bombed, not the kind of big hole that appeared because of decoration?

What caught Zhang Zimin's attention was that this must have been done by a night hunter, but unlike other places, there was no large amount of bloodstains here, and there were no large numbers of headless corpses?

The chaotic traces of drugs could not have been caused by LV3's visit, but it was just like being turned over by someone?

After seeing many things that were different from what he imagined, Zhang Zimin changed slightly.

There are only two explanations for this:

This monster has a high IQ and even a little human consciousness, and it seems to be deliberately protecting this place?

Two, there was a raid by the Night Hunters here, but there were survivors, and this survivor cleaned up the place where the monster raided afterwards.

In short, Zhang Zimin feels very bad, because these are too abnormal!

I've observed it before, but if the place that has been assaulted by monsters is too bloody and terrifying, and the nerves are so big that I don't want to take a second look.

"What kind of survivor would clean up the area where the monster raided instead of fleeing?"

Zhang Zimin looked up at the big hole in the floor slab, anyway, it is impossible for ordinary people to do this.

This place seems wrong everywhere, there are almost no zombies in the whole town, as if the silence has been deliberately sorted out.

If you want to ask Xiaobao, it will definitely say that you should leave quickly.

But Zhang Zimin is as stubborn as ever, trying to figure out something in order to make progress in his existence.

Progress is about figuring out some uncertain variables and dangers so that the surviving survivors and their own postal district bases can rely on the experience of their predecessors to avoid future risks.

The more I thought about it, the more nervous I became.

It seemed that the wind was a little abnormal, and even Zhang Zimin began to look back behind him suspiciously.

But the more nervous you are, the more you want to stay?

At this point, Zhang Zimin squatted down in this pharmacy, took off his backpack and opened it, ate half of the compressed biscuits, and then smashed the other half to the ground with a punch, which was considered dog food for the puppy.

There are almost no dogs in the world that are not gluttonous, they are much more gluttonous than pigs.

Xiaobao is decisive and undisciplined, not afraid of this place, flashing in and licking it cleanly. He looked up at Zhang Zimin and chewed slowly.

"You mean you can help if you can't eat it, right?" Zhang Zimin said while eating, looking at it.

It snorted and sat on the ground staring.

"However, I will not overflow with love, I will give you as much as I want, and the ink is useless."

Zhang Zimin said while eating, "In addition, I am strong when I am strong, every time I encounter this kind of similar tension and I don't want to calm down, I feel that there is an element in my body that is different from adrenaline, which makes me full of strength." ”

"And according to the law, every time I feel this way, my agility, explosiveness, flexibility, etc. are permanently improved. For example, my human drift, synchronized diving, and 8.3-second 100-meter ability have all evolved in this way. ”

Zhang Zimin said: "You know these things, right? ”

It continued to hum and chirp, unable to answer.

Zhang Zimin continued to talk to himself: "Maybe this is my evolutionary method, my talent: chivalrous in the world." ”

Originally, he was joking with Xiaobao because of loneliness, so as to strengthen his courage.

But in fact, after saying it, Zhang Zimin himself was also flustered, and in retrospect, these seem to be true?

Every time the physical fitness is improved, it appears in the extreme state of the Tiger Mountain Trip, and it is not much each time, but it is there every time. The most awesome thing is that during the battle of Baita Village, Zhang Zimin, who had never practiced yoga, could bend his body to an almost arbitrary point like a snake.

Although the result is a little awkward, it is like two ropes knotted together with the cobra.

But it worked.

I don't know when the ultimate ability will wake up, but at present, the path of evolution is right, and the invincible mental journey of the benevolent seems to be really closely related to these.

"Well, I'll admit, I'm just trying to find an excuse to stay with you so much calf. I'm pretty sure it's too unusual, there's a psychiatric hospital about six kilometers away. ”

While saying that, Zhang Zimin raised his hand to look at his watch, "Xiaobao, let's go, if we go now, maybe we can return to the highway before sunset." ”

After saying that, he left the pharmacy.

What I didn't say to Xiaobao was that there was a strand of hair in a certain place in the pharmacy, short, about two inches long, and subconsciously Zhang Zimin thought it was a strand of hair left by a cobra.

Because the color of the coat is the same as the color of the cobra's hair in my impression, and the length also matches.

"If that humanoid murder weapon had ever been ......"

Zhang Zimin couldn't think about it, and was a little curious and worried about it.

The bizarre nature of Longboard Bridge Town should have nothing to do with Cobra, he walked alone, and in such a short period of time, even if he was here, it would not be enough time to make this place like this.

"Could it be that I was overly nervous and put all the problems on the cobra's head? Maybe it's really related to the mental hospital, Xiaobao, we have to speed up. ”

Since then, he has made great strides and gradually moved away from the town of Changbanqiao in the direction of the mental hospital.

After a person and a dog were far away, in the dark corner of a house in Changbanqiao Town, a pair of reddish eyes were staring at Zhang Zimin through the screen connected to the camera......

The wilderness is good, without the huge obstacles and zombies of the ruins.

In addition, there are many plants, and there are almost no strange smells in the air, and the air is fresh compared to the city after the catastrophe.

Soon after, we passed by a pond. Xiaobao ran over to the pond and screamed twice at the water.

I haven't taken a shower and washed my hair for a long time, and Zhang Zimin is inevitably a little sullen: I want to tidy it up.

I followed him to the pond.

But at first glance, the pond water looks like it has been polluted, and the smell is very strange.

It's not a bad smell, but emotionally speaking, subconsciously Zhang Zimin would rather wash his hair with urine than use this water. That's how it feels.

"Alas~"

There is no danger to see, there is a zombie like a water ghost, who did not respond to the barking of the dog, but because Zhang Zimin walked to the water's edge, he stuck his head out of the murky water and barked.

"Get out of here."

Zhang Zimin slapped the back of the water corpse's head away, and then used his hand wearing titanium alloy gloves to reach into the water to test it.

"Alas, alas~"

The ripples on the surface of the water are getting bigger and bigger, and more and more zombies are rising in this not deep pond, coming towards Zhang Zimin's hand.

Even if Xiaobao was not afraid of zombies, he pushed away nervously because of the bizarre and left the edge of the pond.

Zhang Zimin continued to squat beside Tan with a strange expression, until they were all close, and Zhang Zimin got up unhurriedly and withdrew five meters away.

Then they stopped chasing and continued to dive and sank to the surface.

At this point, Zhang Zimin's face was blue, and his back was slightly cold.

According to previous observations, there is no evidence that zombies like water, except for retaining some of the characteristics of their lifetime.

And as long as there is no corpse leader, zombies also have a characteristic: try to stay in the last place they stayed before they died!

For example, the inch-headed zombie in the community likes to wander around its Audi car under normal conditions. The old zombie likes to ink near the chess table. And the big-headed corpse is active at the post station when it is fine.

These are real data collections.

"Xiaobao, I suspect they were sunk in the pond while they were alive. This explains that not only is there no trace of living people in this place, but there are almost no zombies ......"

Zhang Zimin looked at the water and said indifferently.

It's shocking, I don't know how many unjust souls are in this pond?

This place is more than just Silent Hill.

"If my guess is correct, Cobra is a saint in comparison!"

While speaking, Zhang Zimin found another direction, and there was an iron pole by the pond. Looks like a survivor has ever used that thing to test the depths of the water?

"There can't really be any passers-by trying to bathe here, right?"

Zhang Zimin walked over strangely, took out the pole, and wiped it with some rags at random, and then took a closer look: between the stainless steel poles, there were already serious traces of corrosion.

"Could it be that the corpse fluid is weak and irreversibly corrosive?"

Zhang Zimin muttered to himself and put down the pole.

"Xiaobao, let's go, there may be serious problems in the psychiatric hospital."

I couldn't think about it anymore, Zhang Zimin turned around like a phantom and walked towards the mental hospital at an accelerated pace.

The puppy continued to follow along, perhaps as he got used to following the great people......

The back wall of the slump psycho is really collapsing.

Not only the back wall, but also the gate and the exterior wall, almost everywhere you can see the destruction like a "miracle".

There was black blood and chaos everywhere, and there weren't too many headless corpses.

If there are corpses everywhere, it may explain such a big destruction, it means that a group of people can't get out, and they are repeatedly chased by monsters here, causing building damage by the way!

But apparently not so.

In fact, even if this is a mental hospital, after the accident, people will only run out, instead of going back and forth in this acre and three points of land.

So there is only one explanation: it wasn't a night hunter, it was a group!

There is also an additional explanation: unlike the night hunters in the city, there are not only many hunters here, but also "abnormal brains".

According to Zhang Zimin's observation, even if the night hunter is extremely irritable, he will not destroy the building for no reason, unless it is necessary to hunt the survivors.

However, there aren't too many corpses here, proving that they don't have to cause so much damage to make people die.

So it can only be explained as: the monster is also insane?

"Xiaobao, follow me."

A certain element in the body is diverging, so the more times like this, the more Zhang Zimin wants to figure it out, instead of turning his head and running away because of nervousness.

A quick look at the two buildings showed nothing too special, except for the chaos was bloodstains and destruction everywhere.

Eventually, Zhang stopped outside an office on a certain office floor.

There's a headless corpse inside, and it's not wearing a white coat, like a leader?

Zhang Zimin quickly went in and rummaged through the cabinets, but did not find his work log, but found a bunch of "case files" that seemed to be particularly important and were put forward in advance to be taken away.

Based on curiosity, Zhang Zimin sat down and opened the first one:

Male, raped and killed a 12-year-old girl before the age of 14, did not bear criminal responsibility, and was later admitted to treatment because he was continuously "suspended" by the entire Internet and found it difficult to move an inch in society, and suffered from mental illness.

Second Serving:

Male, 18 years old drunk driving without a license hit and injured people, got out of the car and stabbed the injured person 23 times, was diagnosed with severe mental disability and the sequelae of excessive piano playing, and was exempted from criminal responsibility and forced to be admitted!

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