To say that my feelings are as uncomfortable as a mouthful of silver teeth shattered and swallowed in a bloody mouth, isn't that against me?

If there's a piece of tofu, I'll be able to hit it with a bald slurp.

Wave after wave of zombies behind me stepped on my body and ran past, my head smashed to the ground, and my eyes were dizzy.

No, I'm supposed to be a zombie who doesn't have any sense, right? Why do you get dizzy again?

With this fleeting thought, after rushing to my mind, the vague scene in front of me gradually changed, and the zombie with a hideous face rushed towards me was directly cut into two pieces by something.

It is crunchy like a carrot, and the splashed black-red liquid is as bright as ketchup, and more or less soy sauce is added to the human body, which inexplicably makes people feel a little fragrant.

No, how could I have such a thought.

In an instant, I came back to my senses, and I was back on the rooftop.

Who knows what the hell was going on just now?

The big bird next to him raised its huge claws and trampled the zombie on the other side under its feet, and half of it was dragged by something, gradually decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

My back was cold, and I subconsciously touched my neck, but fortunately, my head was not cut in two, and every joint of my body was normal.

Looking in the direction of the big bird, I didn't know what the big bird meant, so I pulled the half of the zombie under my foot in my direction, as if to say that I should get rid of this thing.

Solve the yarn!

How can I fix this?

If you look closely, the other half of the zombie has been eaten alive by a few fluffy, no, to be precise, all the wet things.

Although it looks quite small, the whole body is constantly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye to a certain extent, perhaps because of eating too much, and after the body swells to a certain peak, it becomes a round ball.

If it weren't for the fluffy and easily recognizable physical features of these little creatures, I would have thought they were pigs.

Just when I was stunned, the big bird pulled the zombie to my side again, and at the same time, the zombie's claws were extremely sharp, and they were almost ruthless in my face, if it weren't for the key role played by my old waist at this moment, I guess I would have to go to God.

The big bird saw my dodging appearance, kicked in the hand of this zombie, and the whole zombie was completely crushed into a meatloaf by the other party's claws, which looked extremely miserable and pitiful, fortunately, in addition, the big bird did not have other actions, but there was a little doubt, as if wondering, why didn't my cub eat?

I......

I'm not hungry.

You can only smile.

God knows if I'd rather not understand what is going on in the head of this big bird, I don't know if my sensitivity is higher again, or if my observation of things itself is so good that I can even easily see what the other person wants to express from the behavior of this big bird.

It's simply ...... It's so gratifying.

Brushing to my feet to stand up more calmly, I used my whole body to avoid the movements to indicate that I didn't need the food, and the big bird seemed to receive my thoughts, and after one look at me, he flapped his wings and flew away, leaving the birds, and me, and the corpse of a zombie lying on the rooftop.

The other cubs seemed to be very close to me, mainly because at first glance they thought I was a mother, and they wanted to rush in my direction, but one by one the fat balls, if they bumped into me, not to mention my old waist, even my head, which might turn into the plate of meat on the floor.

So I pulled the thing off the side directly, and when I fell to the ground, I rode to the side, and when the round ball was about to hit it, I threw it out of the crack next to it.

The only bad thing is that there is a lot of dust on the floor, which almost didn't cough me up to death, and tears are desperately falling out as if I don't need money at all.

A few of the other birds blocked the mess of meat on the floor, and I sneaked away from the other place while the birds were desperately eating.

It's not that I don't want to take these little birds away, it's just that these little birds seem to be very aggressive, and despite the fledgling complex at first sight, who knows if this kind of thing will really be a disaster to raise?

What's more, I don't have anything to eat to feed these birds, but it is better to let the big bird take these birds to feed them well, and I just need to concentrate on the side and occasionally come up to deal with them, so that they can know me, maybe my stepmother is likely to easily replace his own mother, alas.

I don't know who the stepmother is.

Phew, it's stepfather.

All in all, going down from the ladder at the top of the staircase with an indescribable face, apart from the exhaustion of a lot of physical strength and a terrifying process, did not have much use for my other planning.

The floor was littered with cans, and I picked up a few small openings towards the window and threw them outside, regardless of whether or not the act would make a loud noise when it fell, drawing the attention of the other zombies.

According to this sudden and strange change, I have a strange panic in my heart, animals are the most dangerous.

Although I don't know why I'm now showing something similar to intimacy, my intuition tells me that animals are my enemies.

No matter what the animal is.

During this mutation, the animals have grown explosively, and I can't confirm that there are other animals in this level, but I am pretty sure that if it continues to grow like this, it may lead to an unpredictable outcome.

This consequence is unimaginable to me, but when something is infinitely expanded, there must be some kind of limitation, which is the law of nature.

But when I saw this phenomenon on the rooftop, I suddenly felt an illusion that I had for no reason, as if this change was going to sweep the world again.

It can't go on like this.

Throwing himself on the bed, his heart sank, there was a diaphragm thing at his waist, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was a mobile phone.

It was constantly vibrating densely, and it was the schedule of plans written last night, and now it should be a nutritious dinner at this point in time.

But I chose to give up and close the schedule.

I jumped out of the window to grab my binoculars and look at the foot of the mountain in the distance, where the border between the two cities begins.

I can't be sure if I really entered the memory of that zombie just now, or if there are other possibilities, what I care about is that the geomorphological features of that place, out of the original appearance, in fact, when I searched the computer just now, the information displayed in it is roughly consistent with the direction of a year ago, but there are still some differences.

Close your eyes and think about it, that area is very neat, not at all like the end is coming, and even has a certain tendency to prosper, but there are most zombies around, and the reason why I initially concluded that this should be the end of the world a year ago is because of this.

The fear in everyone's eyes didn't seem to be fake at all, and the first time they saw this kind of zombie panicked, it didn't look like it was pretending at all.

An unwarranted anger welled up in my heart, a strange feeling, as if someone else's perception was connected to my nervous system and transmitted to my mind.

I took a deep breath to calm myself, but it didn't work, so I poured a handful of water directly into the basin next to me, and the cold feeling gradually cooled down the heat on my face.

"I'm annoyed ......"

Dejected, I sat on the bed, and after a while, I took out a long knife from the floor, wiped the edge of the knife several times with my sweater, and picked up one or two test tubes on the floor along the way.

I threw all of these things to the floor, and a lot of them weren't well categorized.

I picked up these tubes in that area of the parking lot, and unfortunately the man who kept climbing towards me when I picked them up mutated in just a second.

So I could only crush the other party completely, and in a panic took out the other party's duffel bag, which contained these test tubes with tranquilizers written on them.

It's extremely important to be able to keep a calm head in the last days, and I'm not a person who can control my emotions very well, sometimes I always make some inexplicable actions, and when I react, I realize how terrifying my actions are just now.

For this reason, I was also labeled as a weirdo on my body, in fact, at that time, it seemed to me that it was just an anatomical experiment, hollowing out the internal organs of the guinea pig's body, and then baking it to a certain extent.

It's actually very interesting, and sometimes unexpectedly, the guinea pig lives very tenaciously, like a weed on the side of the road, and it keeps screaming when I don't die when I roast it on the fire.

At this time, a female classmate next to me accidentally broke into my laboratory, and when she saw this scene, she immediately screamed behind her, and several other young men who were going to do experiments naturally took this girl away in the name of protecting flowers.

If you think about it, I should be a very strange person, even I think I am strange, sometimes I feel that I am not real in this world, but sometimes only through a certain degree of behavior can I feel that I am living in this world.

I wanted to remember the face of the female classmate, and the faces of the students, all of which were blurred, as if a formatted program had been forced into my head, deliberately setting a narration background for me.

This should not be normal.

I realized something.

But I didn't say that as long as you stay here, a lot of things won't change.

In the mirror, I still look a little handsome, but because of my hair that has not been cut for a long time, the whole person looks a little sloppy, and there is no wound on my face, just like a weak scholar, standing there is not inconspicuous at all.

But now it's the end of the world, and being able to maintain this level of cleanliness in the end of the world has always attracted the attention of other people, who will always think that I am a little white face after noticing my dress.

In addition to the little white face, there is the big fat sheep.

They followed me more than once, because I knew that the passage leading to the top was easy, and the other occupants of the floor were afraid to come out except when the door was closed, and I had seen one of the young men, trying to unite all the occupants present and make them resist.

But the guy who finally proposed escaped under everyone's cover, and I don't know how far anyone could escape, except that when I saw him one time, he turned into a wobbly zombie near a food station.

I scratched my head with my hand, and I was glad that I had come for so long, although my hair had grown a little, but I didn't have the trouble of baldness, and I was lucky compared to those guys who looked like they were tired at work.

When I'm in my seventies and eighties, I hope to have such thick hair, and I hope I can live until then.

Grabbing a dagger from the table, he slipped it on the back of his shoulder bag, and took it directly around the corner, covering his legs with some knee pads and tying them with ropes.

The chain didn't have any use, so I just threw this one aside, and the most useful thing was actually the medical kit, but unfortunately I couldn't carry much at all, after all, it would be more difficult to go to the mouth along the coast from my place.

Too much weight can not bring me the slightest sense of security, and my long hair also needs to be cut, I picked up scissors and cut a neat short hair to the side, the beard feels particularly prickly, and I habitually shave all my beard.

I don't have leather clothes here, so I can only wear some sturdy-looking clothes, with some tranquilizers behind me, compressed biscuits and canned fish are essential, instant noodles are delicious, but unfortunately I can't eat them on the way.

I began to turn everything in this presidential suite upside down, and the things that I couldn't take away were solved on the spot first, and if I could take them away, I naturally had to think selectively about the space and weight.

Tomorrow I was leaving, there was not much food, there was no way to fill even a small school bag, the dagger I got from those two men was a good weapon, I thought about it, took it out of my bag again, put it in my pocket, and tied it with a rope so that I could use it easily, and it would not hinder my movements.

I don't think I'll ever come back.

If that place is really a paradise for survivors.

Glancing at my phone, half an hour had passed on it, and I looked down with a telescope at the passage I was about to leave, there were not many zombie gathering places, especially the unusually huge creatures that had appeared recently, and they would always eat these zombies.

It also relieved me of a little burden, that is, I don't know if this is a kind of biological chain, and once again evolution expands the food chain, and the genetic change also subverts the original status of human emperors.

One thing drops one thing, and it's ironic to say.

After touching my face, I fell asleep.

It's the sweetest I've slept in a long time, and I dreamed of a girl, and it's very interesting that that girl looks exactly like the one I saw in the zombie's mind before.

Actually, I'm also curious, if I was in the memory of that zombie before, then why am I still able to move freely? Or am I just a tiny particle in the other person's memory, and it doesn't matter at all?

Skimming these esoteric thoughts, I began to reach out and want to touch this girl, although the other party looked like a zombie, but the overall look always had a feeling of cuteness.

However, when I was about to touch the other person, the other party suddenly showed his fangs at me, his eyes were red, and strangely I was calm, without any sense of fear.

It's not even the other party's look particularly terrifying, he rushed over directly, hugged the other party in his arms, and the next second his shoulder stabbed and the other party bit my shoulder, and then gnawed the meat on the shoulder little by little.

The corners of my mouth twitched, and suddenly I had a feeling that I regretted it very much, I knew that I wouldn't run over to hug this inexplicable girl, and at this moment, I had this idea, and I was instantly ejected outside.

When I watched it from a third-person perspective, I realized that it was actually the zombie I saw on the rooftop, or it wasn't a zombie, but a human being who was about to become a zombie, and it was estimated that the girl was the other party's girlfriend.

Willingly made the other party's rations.

I should have complained, even the dog food that was stuffed by others at this critical juncture, but I didn't do it, but I felt an inexplicable melancholy in my heart.

Sometimes what really touches people is actually these attachments that are unwilling to let go in the critical moment of life and death, empty in the heart, there is nothing left, and it seems that something has been lost, and I glanced at the sky.

The sky was red, and under the soles of the feet, rivers of blood flowed.

The girl seemed to be crying, I don't know if it was an illusion, but when I blinked again, the man turned into a stunned zombie, holding the girl to death.

I didn't even choose to let go of the hideous look I have now, it's really touching love.

I touched my nose, this dream is quite good, but my stomach is a little supportive.