At two o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by a gunshot.

Reflexively got up from the bed, I subconsciously looked out the window, and a fluke and excitement arose.

Could it be that someone came to save me?

But this thought was extinguished by me the moment it arose, and judging from the surrounding environment, this piece has basically fallen, and it is better to save yourself than to wait for others to rescue.

I sat up from bed and habitually ticked the calendar, today is Tuesday, a working day.

A year ago, a post suddenly broke out on the Internet that said that the end of the world was coming, all kinds of alarmist remarks were extremely exaggerated, in the era of information explosion, no one would take it seriously at all, and even netizens responded below.

It's true, I'm the zombie.

The comment received 100 million likes.

The person who posted the post did not respond, but deleted the post after making a hot search, it seems that he was just a joker, and his heart was weak after seeing the big trouble.

Just when everyone thought that this matter was over, they didn't know that this was just a teaser.

At the same time, a virus software named Doom Royale is quietly transplanted to mobile phones, and automatically divides into camps, which cannot be uninstalled.

……

Breaking free from the memories, I rubbed my face and looked into the distance, quickly adjusted my mentality, picked up the long knife under the pillow, and went to the window to observe, it was very dark, and under the premise that there was no fire, with a few gunshots, I could only roughly determine the range.

I'm in a five-star hotel, it's a good location, the high-rise buildings are uneven, and the only downside is that there are too many people, which causes the mutated zombies to be crowded like a crowd.

Luckily, before the end of the world, I opened a presidential suite, and there were generally no people, so the floor was relatively safe, the walls were solid, and it was a small shelter, and there was a small supermarket next door, and there was plenty of food, but because I was huddled in the room for more than half a year, the food was basically exhausted.

Looking down through the window, there was a dead silence all around.

To the northwest is the food station, but the gunfire is to the northeast, where there is a pharmacy, and it is likely that the person with the firearm was injured, or the person's companion was injured.

I've seen too much of this type in a year.

I also opened the door to let the old man next door come in because of a moment of soft-heartedness, but the other party concealed the fact that he was bitten, and finally turned into a zombie and almost bit me, after a desperate fight, I won the victory, tied the old man with a rope, and without hesitation, picked up the kitchen knife in the kitchen, and chopped the other party into meat puree.

Because the radio says that the zombies of the new mutant species have the ability to regenerate, the result of cutting off the head will only allow me to harvest two zombies.

At first, I was able to receive some radios intermittently, but recently, I don't know if it was because of a big explosion a few days ago, which caused me to have a bad signal here, and the radio in my mobile phone lost its channel.

There is no internet here, to be precise, the network has crashed when the end of the world breaks out, I hesitated for a moment, picked up the phone on the table, the battery on it was full, but I didn't click on the virus software from beginning to end.

Every time I see it, an unwarranted fear hits my brain, as if as soon as I click on this app, my life will change drastically, which is actually ridiculous, because reality has long since become unrecognizable.

At the end of the day, I was still afraid that this change would shatter the impact of my now somewhat comfortable days, so I chose to ignore it, as if it didn't happen as long as I didn't know.

The thousandth and eighteenth time I gave up, I threw my phone on the bed and looked intently at the environment outside the window.

The brightness of the flashlight swayed inside the drug store, all the medicines on the periphery were looted, and all kinds of reagents were scattered on the ground.

In this case, people gathering together does not mean safety, on the contrary, sometimes it is the people around you who need the embankment the most.

Just as I was thinking, the gunshot rang out again, different from the previous time, this time the gunfire became more and more intense, I cursed in a low voice, frowning, didn't this guy who shot not know that he would attract more zombies by doing this?

"No, help!"

A man roared heart-rending in that direction, a strange tone, and the screaming came to an abrupt end at its peak.

The dense, pitch-black objects rushed up and the scalps of the people who watched them tingled, which also prevented me from stepping out of the door.

Now I can confirm that there is only one person on the other side, and just now, he has been reduced to the rations of zombies.

The silence of the night was terrible, except for the echoing tone of the pitch just now, only the sound of the man's body being chewed, and I could even clearly hear how the zombies used their teeth to crush the bones bit by bit, and then grind them into puree.

When I closed my eyes, my mind was full of the image I had imagined, and even though it had been so long, I still couldn't get used to it.

Pulling the curtain shut, I put the long knife back on the bedside, took a deep breath, and lay on my back on the bed, my throat dry, but I didn't drink water, afraid that in this extremely quiet darkness, the slightest sound of swallowing would cause other commotion.

I'm afraid to die.

I'm a coward, I'm afraid to reach the outside world, and if it weren't for the urgency of food, I wouldn't even have the idea of going out.

The tense nerves kept me awake for a long time, and I didn't know when I fell asleep when I tossed and turned, but when I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

The light came through the thick cloth, and there was not much water in the basin, so I hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to give up washing my face and fill it with mineral water on a clean water source.

It was overcast, and if nothing else, there was going to be a heavy rain, and I had to get out before the heavy rain, and there wasn't much food in the house, so I had to prepare for the worst anyway.

I wouldn't want to go out at all if I could.

But the reality is that I have no choice at all, and any escape from cowardice will push me to death.

I took a deep breath and brought mineral water, because that man's stupid behavior last night attracted a lot of zombies, and I must cheer up 120,000 spirits.

The old zombie was wandering at the staircase, he didn't notice me, his movements were sluggish, slower than the previous zombies, I don't know if it was because of age, so there was this phenomenon.

Gripping the long knife tightly, I rushed straight down from the stairs and slashed at the opponent's head viciously while the other party went around in circles for the second time.

The stamina of the long knife made my fingers hurt, and the zombie who lost his head fell to the ground, but things went unexpectedly smoothly, and it also made my heart breathe a sigh of relief when I mentioned my throat.

Instead of looking at the rotten and foul-smelling head, I walked around with my foot up and ran in the direction of the food station, carefully observing my surroundings and adjusting my heart rate to make sure I didn't make a loud noise.

The empty streets were littered with cars, some of which I had never dared to hope for, smashed to pieces, crimson blood squeezing out of the front of the car.

The weather was cool and the sky was bright, covering the whole city in a gray haze, and the visibility was not clear, but fortunately I was more proficient here, so I managed to reach the food station after dodging several zombies.

I wasn't the only survivor who thought of coming here to collect food, but in the end they were all turned into flesh, and I sighed and walked around the corpses next to me, feeling hopeless for a moment.

However, compared to the misery of these people, I was relatively lucky, I did not suffer any attacks, and I did not go deeper, but just took some instant noodles on the outskirts of the food station, enough to support me for three days, stuffed them into my school bag, and immediately turned around.

The food station had two doors, and I didn't hesitate to leave directly through the other one, because I heard the roar of zombies, as if I smelled some kind of mesmerizing smell.

My heart sank, and I sped up and rushed to the back door.

But the back door was blocked by a sports car.

"it!"

Foul language, now I want to go back and leave from the gate is simply wishful thinking, there are already several zombies pouring in from that direction, and going back is to throw myself into the net!

"What the hell is this guy with a hole in his brain, blocking this thing here!"

In a fit of rage, I slammed my fist directly into the car, but to my surprise, the car came loose for a second in my impact.

The joy and desire to survive instantly rushed to his head, and he suddenly remembered that the lane at the back door was a slightly downward sloping landslide!

Gritting his teeth, he aimed at the shelf next to him, and while pushing hard, because the shelf was L-shaped, it could hit the back door with maximum force while collapsing, but it would also make a loud noise to attract zombies.

At the last moment, I didn't have time to think about it, my body was better than thinking and acting directly, and the huge impact force poured down with a bang, and the zombies within a radius of several kilometers frantically surrounded me.

My pupils shrank, and just when I was at a loss, the door closed a little by little, loosening and slowly sliding down.

It's an ownerless, damageless, unlockless sports car!

If there was a mirror, I could even clearly see that my eyes were as red as zombies, and the blood was constantly circulating under the premise of excitement, and my whole body was hot.

The chasing zombie stretched out its claws at me, and my heart was beating wildly, so I couldn't help but lick the corners of my lips, reached out and grabbed the car door, jumped hard, and threw myself into the sports car before the zombie touched me!

"Roar!"

There was a bang, and the door slammed shut.

I pressed the gas pedal harder, but I didn't relax.

It wasn't the wheels of my car that came over me, the festering and rancid zombies pressed against the roof of the car like stacks of mille-feuille, and the sound of overwhelm came from my head.

"Grass!"

In this short second, I regretted more than once why I chose to come out today, and I should have calculated whether today's yellow calendar is suitable for going out!

But unfortunately it was too late, looking at the big hole in the roof of the car that was dented by the zombie's hammering, I gritted my teeth, and stepped on the accelerator hard.

I turned the speed to the maximum, and I threw off some of the zombies that were crowded up, but what awaited me was the more congested road ahead.

"Bumper!"

Under the dome, the gray sky shows the ominous future, in the intersection, countless vehicles overturned, mutated zombies stretched out their palms in the car windows, unable to break free because of the narrowness, erupted into strange screams, sharp and piercing.

The eyes of the zombie that I knocked open just now turned green, and it turned into a vertical pupil that was no longer human, I don't know if it was a mutation, it was different from the red eyeballs just now, as if it suddenly became conscious, its feet were pressed against the car window, its face was pressed on it, and maggots were sliding inside the skin.

The eyes stared at me as if they were observing, and I was horrified to see that the rancid liquid rolled on the car window, sliding down little by little, and at the same time made my heart sink at the same time.

Reflexively looking away, I noticed that the zombies who had been rushing up before were standing in place as if they had been ordered to do so, and when I looked closely, I could even see a slight sense of fear.

A strange conjecture came to mind, but how could it be?

"Knock knock!"

She, to be precise, tapped her hand on the window as if she were knocking on the door, but I had no doubt that the zombie would be able to break the window.

The other party didn't seem to be in a hurry, as if he was testing something, he was curious about the world like a newborn baby, and he clenched the steering wheel hard, and his intuition told me that now was the best time.

But unexpectedly, I didn't step on the gas.

Looking at these cloudy eyes, and the bright red sweater, it brought back one of the few memories I had.

Before the end of the day, the night in the city is always noisy.

Unlike today's devastated scenes, the pre-apocalyptic prosperity is like a herald of impending death.

I like to go out in the dark because it gives me a breather in my daytime life.

Walking alone on the road, the whole street is filled with strange smells, and the night is the curtain of their joy, in which desire struggles and finally sinks into it.

Countless bars are filled with the sound of glamour and drunken dreams, women stretching their waists to the fullest, and men putting their arms around women to fight for alcohol, showing their erosive atmosphere.

A man dressed in white led a little girl through the room, her scruffy beard out of place in the glamorous bar, but given that the security guard was so familiar with the man, he only greeted him on the outside.

"Hey, Dongguo, brought your daughter back again? Hello Xiao Tingting, don't be spoiled by your father. ”

"Tsk, what are you talking nonsense?"

The man who spoke picked up his daughter and held it up in an ostentatious manner.

"If you have the ability, you can give birth to one, right, my good daughter!"

The little girl was wearing a red dress, and the small schoolbag she was carrying was held in the man's hand, hugged the man's neck tightly, and nodded at the security guard with a smile.

I know this father and daughter, they came from other places to escape debts, it is said that the man's company went bankrupt, and finally he was forced to take his daughter incognito.

After going around and around, I finally came to this bar.

The little girl is very cute, but also very innocent, she only needs a candy to coax around, and she always loves to hug my thighs and expose two little tiger teeth and shout for candy.

Men are different, they always look at me with a wary face, they are really afraid that I will abduct and sell their daughter, throw all the candy I gave to the little girl in the trash, and warn him that his daughter should never associate with me.

He thought I didn't see it, but when he turned his head and saw me standing behind, he was slightly embarrassed, and I took a pity to look at the candy in the trash can, and finally decided to secretly give the little girl candy in the future, so that she could eat it.

It's a lively place, and I have to admit that people need such a place to vent their stress in a tired life, to release the ugly side of their hidden human nature, which is self-defeating, and has also fallen into darkness, and can only survive in the dark.

So men are wary and wary of me for granted, there are everyone here, but again, this is also a place to do something unknown, after all, the bar is its best protective color.

Exit through the back door, where there is a long alley, and in the upper left corner of the alley there is a gray-brown parrot, ugly, and looks as unsociable as an ugly duckling compared to its colorful species.

"Hello, hello!"

But it was clear that the parrot did not consider itself ugly, and greeted me as is customary, and after one look at me, he lowered his head and combed his feathers.

"Ugly."

I raised an eyebrow, sneered, and opened the iron door.

Walk straight along the East Side, and at the end, there is a wooden door next to it, which is the only access to the basement.

The wooden door was also opened, and inside was just a blank, empty room with nothing, but there was a fingerprint reader on the hand of the inner door.

When the real owner enters the room, he will put the little finger into the sensor, and after intelligent recognition and confirmation, the floor will quickly drop, and the place where he left will be supplemented with another identical plank.

The hidden elevator will descend directly to the seventh basement floor, where it is large and just a little dark. A little oil lamp lit up the surroundings, a few unfinished bottles were scattered in the corner, and the residue of vomit was evident, and the whole basement was filled with a disgusting sour smell.

The object in the middle is a neat experimental table, with bottles and jars of red, green, blue and black liquids and countless test tubes placed on the left side of the test table, which is very simple, and the right side is full of records of observations, which are full of small characters.

Rubbing my sore head, I don't want to set up my laboratory here, but there is no safer place than here.

At that time, I didn't expect the end to break out in a month, but I just urged me to submit the content of the experiment on my own, and I remember how the other party was so annoying.

The eyes were hazy, the memories were chaotic, and at this moment, the moment I saw this zombie in the car, I suddenly wanted to give it a try.

The heart in my chest was beating wildly, and an inexplicable sense of excitement came over my head, and I seemed to understand a little bit of what people who were called crazy people were thinking, this thing was gambling with their lives.

But what if I could, tame this zombie?