"Information...... There is still a lack of information...... Forget it, take your time, fill your stomach first, you have to change this outfit, it stinks, damn it. ”

But as soon as the elevator door opened, the shocking scene in the lobby on the first floor of the hospital made my heart gradually heavy.

Nearly a hundred zombies with the breath of death moved like a god of death, unhurried.

The pace of approaching the finish line is never fast.

I thought I could play with life, but I realized that I was human after all.

Walking out of the hospital gate, wearing a thin hospital gown, the wind gently brushed his cheeks, and it was not the same as what he felt in the ward.

Slightly cold, with a unique taste of dust, it is both familiar and emotional. There was only one thing that made me feel strange and sighed.

There are countless broken glass on both sides of the street, all broken from the car windows, and all kinds of cars ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands are not intact, looking pitiful and embarrassed.

No matter what people do, they are equal only at the moment of destruction.

"What's the use of having money......"

I stared at a dirty hundred-dollar bill on the ground, picked it up and patted the shoe print on it.

If I could see my own eyes, I would be frightened that people can be so indifferent to money.

"Hmm...... There seems to be a supermarket over there, is it a supermarket or an electrical store? Can't see clearly, damn myopia...... I don't know where to throw my glasses. ”

The whole street was extremely quiet, and when I cautiously avoided the glass residue to the next intersection, a few zombies appeared, still wandering around slowly, occasionally passing in front of me, I scratched my chin and waited patiently for them to pass first, I thought that there would be fewer and fewer human beings, and the more I should remember human culture, so as not to lose my humanity.

It's just a joke, I don't want to touch them.

An elderly zombie, with curly white hair and sun-dried bark on its face, hunched its neck, crawled slowly on its two hands and passed in front of me.

"Hmm...... cough ......" The zombie's unique hoarse scream, her eyes were hollow, and she kept making sounds, maybe because she could communicate with them, I thought she was tired from crawling, and I guessed that there must have been something wrong with her airways before she died.

Quietly watching her pass by, if someone asks me if there are any creatures that can crawl slower than a snail, I can say with great certainty that the granny zombie who has had her calf gnawed off.

From the beginning with a trace of pity in my heart, to now looking down with an indifferent gaze, the evil idea of whether to kick out or not has even appeared in my mind more than once.

No matter what it is, as long as it hinders one's own interests, it will be an eyesore, and what restrains this emotion from showing to the face is demeanor.

Looking at the back of my grandmother's departed corpse, I thanked my Chinese teacher countless times and the memories of helping my grandmother cross the road as a child.

Walking into a supermarket, I looked up and saw the bright red brand "XX Supermarket", a very famous supermarket chain, as small as the ear scoop, as big as the Mighty X does not have this thing that is not sold.

Supermarkets give the impression of always being lively and crowded, but now they are empty, even terrifyingly silent.

The beige floor was covered with countless long trails of blood, dark red from the air, and most of the shelves that should have been neat and beautiful had collapsed, and the plastic-wrapped food was scattered on the floor.

I know on my knees what a crazy robbery this place has been going on before. How many years of advertising in supermarkets to attract customers, a few years later, it has finally been promoted to the hearts of people across the country, but who knows that it has ushered in this kind of catastrophe.

"Food...... Uh, this row is a snack...... Forget it, disgusting, look inside. "On a pack of bear cookies, the cartoon bear on it had blood-stained eyes and turned blood-red, and I wondered if it was a human flesh cookie.

Walked inside, found the milk shelf, fortunately this shelf of goods are intact, the fly in the ointment is that there is a short hair, blue complexion, wearing a blue vest and black pants salesman surrounded nearby, should have been dead for many days, five or six meters away but can still smell the stench.

I quickly grabbed a carton of milk, and when I saw that there was still about a week before the expiration date, I hurriedly opened the opening, and the whole world was silent the moment I saw the milky white lotion inside.

Gripping the milk carton with both hands, he threw his head up into his throat desperately, and the cold and silky liquid continued to flow down his throat again and again, and the liquid flowing from the sides of his mouth slid through the skin and down his neck into the hospital gown.

When I was about to lose my breath, I took the milk, took a deep breath of satisfaction, and spit it out again, and at this moment I could hear even the beating of my heart clearly.

Could it be that I have really become a zombie, this pleasure obtained by swallowing food, there is simply nothing to compare, and the zombie should understand me.

Looking affectionately at the rectangular milk carton, it was shriveled and haggard after being treated roughly, but now there was nothing more lovely and well-behaved in my eyes.

can accept everything I have, and is willing to give everything I have, and if you count it now, it doesn't cost a penny, it's just selfless. Milk is a food that I don't have a problem with at the moment, saying that it is the best food in the world.

If it weren't for this carton of milk, I don't know how long I'd have to suffer from hunger now.

Two-thirds of the milk is down, perhaps because it hasn't been replenished for too long, and the stomach is gurgling with excitement.

"Then again, how many days did I sleep? How long has it been since the disaster......? ”

I shook the little milk carton that was left, and I couldn't help but be curious.

Speaking of which, I went to the hospital because of a car accident, but it was not a serious accident, but I broke two ribs, so I was hospitalized by the doctor.

During the first three days of hospitalization, my uncle and aunt, who adopted me, came to visit me once in a while, but the problem was after that.

"Didn't they come to see me because zombies ......?"

I frowned, and for a moment a feeling of unease welled up in my heart.

But in the next moment, the memories of childhood are as infinitely magnified as the empty eyes of zombies, and they are reflected in my mind in an instant. My heart was immediately poured with a basin of cold water, and my emotions were like the coming night, and I was uncontrollably depressed and disappointed.

I can't remember how many years ago, but the day they brought me home with a blank face, I must have eaten all the property left by my dead parents.

It's not that I don't understand, I raised a guy who has no use value, and I have been raising him for 19 years, and I have already done my best, and if I take the money, I may drive people to the orphanage.

Laughing at myself, I kept pushing my brain to think about things a little more sarcastically, because I wanted to laugh louder.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The rhythm of the heartbeat became clear, a calm and powerful voice, a voice from the depths of the heart. The brain was also silent, extremely silent.

"What...... Even you don't have ...... with me."

With a sneer, I slowly walked to the other shelves, and the excitement faded, and I only scanned the goods with a cold gaze, no longer feeling any gratitude for them.

I looked down at the milk carton in my hand, and after a moment of silence, I threw it out hard.

Damn it.

In the clothing store on the third floor, I found a full-length mirror, looked at my outfit, and nodded contentedly.

She wore a black turtleneck sweater on the top, slim dark blue jeans underneath, and a pair of black leather martins for outdoor use.

"Hmm...... So be it. ”

I touched my messy hair and looked at the person in the mirror, brown hair, pale complexion, pure black pupils, a nose that was neither tall nor short, thin cheeks, and bloodless lips.

It's not about zombies, but it really looks like it's not far from death, but then again, it's the neck that cares me about the most.

As I got closer, I bent down to the mirror, pulled down my collar and turned my head to look at both sides, but the neck was clean, not to mention the scars, not even a single tooth mark.

"This recovery is a little faster...... Wait, I'll see, where is the watch......"

I probably walked around and didn't find a place to sell watches, but then I saw a zombie under a collapsed leather shoe rack not far away, screaming incessantly, and the point was that he was wearing a standard suit.

I walked over and lifted the shoe rack, which was not very heavy, and pulled it up with all my strength.

The blood and water in this corpse should have been drained, and the whole person was like a dried salted fish, and the skin and bones looked like a mummy.

Although it is also a little disgusting, it is much better than the half-body, decomposed, and severed heads.

I crouched down and put a finger on his head, and as he lay on the ground, he slowly turned his head, and I saw a large lump of dark red rotten flesh and a caterpillar-like spine crawling with maggots on the back of his neck.

"It's disgusting enough...... Hey, do you know where the watch is sold? ”

“……”

I frowned, poked his forehead, and asked, "Watch!" Where to sell? ”

“…… 4th Floor ...... Exclusive watch ...... Please ...... on the fourth floor Four ......"

I nodded, after the disaster broke out, the first places to be invaded must be the mall supermarket, if this zombie died on the day of the disaster, it should have been some days by now.

"It seems that I guessed correctly, but after a long time, I will gradually lose the ability to think...... And the ability to organize the language has also deteriorated......"

Of course, it is not ruled out that he was a fool when he was alive, but in terms of the identity of the salesman, this is a bit unreasonable.

"I have to go to the fourth floor...... I wonder if there are any living people...... The living are much more dangerous to me now than the zombies. ”

I picked out two more outfits, both of which were lighter, and then went to the store on the other side with countless backpacks. There were two female zombies wandering inside, and a man who appeared to be a woman on the ground had died, his head had disappeared, his body had been bitten from the stomach, his internal organs had been eaten clean, and two rows of ribs stained with flesh were exposed to the air.

The condition of the upper body is also very miserable, anyway, it is also eaten similarly, some yellow fat particles faintly show their form from under the clothes, and of course, there are maggots crawling on it and wriggling.

She was still clutching the belt of a brown handbag in her left hand, which looked like the brand of this store, and it was quite famous, and I had seen my cousin, the daughter of my adopted uncle, carry this brand.

I sighed, and I guessed the cause of this woman's death.

"It's not a pity to die."

Not pity, just sadness.

I also know that this is human nature, which is difficult to change, and it is human nature that is difficult to change until death.