The body that began to rot, the staggering steps, the mucus oozing from the body, the parts that exposed the white bones and internal organs, and the face covered with rotten flesh and pus and blood......

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Yuanwu vomited even more, he felt that the psychological impact and psychological shadow area brought by this encounter were too terrible, and it caused serious damage to his not young mind.

Obviously, he is a martial arts practitioner who has reached the second realm, although he has not touched the third realm of body knowledge, and he has the ability to control his own body in an immersive and subtle way.

But the general control is still fine, but this kind of ...... This kind of encounter is really defenseless!

The back killer is already very excessive, but these zombies are even more terrifying than the most terrible back killer, especially the one who just looked back and smiled, able to fight ten like flowers!

Zhao Yuanwu couldn't remember what he had done at that time, he only remembered that the voice of the old ghost in his head was constantly saying something, and his body acted as if instinctively.

When he came back to his senses, two zombies were broken by him and thrown out far away, but they were still stubbornly convulsed and struggled in place, while he was retching in place, almost vomiting out of yellow bile.

In the end, it's just the adult standard of just approaching eighteen years old, although he has listened to some of the old ghost's life experience, it won't really make him completely become another person, he is still himself.

As an official extraordinary person in China, known as the best martial arts seedling, he is naturally not lacking in practical experience, but in the end, because the time is still short, it is impossible to cover everything.

Even if it is to train a well-behaved special forces, it will take at least three years to practice physical fitness and skills...... Not to mention Zhao Yuanwu, who still has to practice martial arts most of the time, no matter how attentive he is, the time is still too short, and too many projects can't be arranged.

Therefore, his actual combat experience is only limited to facing regular human players, and China is not so mad as to arrange a biochemical battlefield for him, and there is no such condition.

Finally regained some strength and wiped a handful of saliva, Zhao Yuanwu's eyes were blank, his eyes were empty, and he felt like he wanted to cry without tears.

At such a point, no matter how dull he was, he probably understood what kind of terrible disaster such a dead and deserted, ghost-like city had encountered.

But he rather didn't understand.

The situation was so bad that as soon as he came to his senses, he felt a chill coming up from behind him, and an incomprehensible sense of foreboding came over him.

A whole city...... A whole city...... If that's the case, how many people have become zombies? He hardly dared to imagine that although he had seen zombie movies and the like before, he had never felt how suitable that kind of doomsday map was for him.

Two fists are invincible to four hands, the hero can't stand the group fight, although he is indeed because of some adventures, he has extremely strong personal force, with one enemy ten is not a problem, with one enemy hundred can also do, but in the face of the endless surging corpse tide, Bao Zhun still has to be directly torn alive.

“…… I don't know what the difference between zombies and zombies is, but if you understand it, then these things are definitely more terrible than zombie bites, and the so-called infection can be very deadly. ”

The old ghost said in a deep voice in his mind, his voice and tone revealing obvious solemnity, and he also knew how serious the situation was now.

"Although it seems that the individual strength of each of them is far inferior to that of real zombies, and you can easily destroy them, if there are many of them, you will be dangerous, and you may be in danger of being assimilated by them if you are caught......"

Zhao Yuanwu smiled bitterly:

"Besides, I suspect that the zombie crisis is caused by some kind of virus or alien bacteria brought by meteorites, which is what those wasteland flow movies say, and may even be spread through air and water......"

After a slight pause, he couldn't help but cry and said, "Even if I wasn't caught, I suspect that I might have been infected by now." ”

Zombies and zombies, two species concepts that are similar but not identical.

Although there is no "Resident Evil" in the real world, there are still some similar works. And as a qualified young pig-headed boy, Zhao Yuanwu is of course like most normal men, like most normal men, like to dabble in these bloody and violent things.

Therefore, it is natural to know that once the zombie crisis breaks out, it is the real terrible threat, just look at this tomb-like city.

"Calm down! Don't scare yourself, as a martial artist, if you are flustered and lack of energy, then you have already lost half of it! ”

The old ghost shouted loudly with some hatred that iron is not steel, simulating the highest decibel sound in Zhao Yuanwu's consciousness!

"These are just uncertain things, what are you panicking about, now let's figure out what the hell is going on!"

“……”

“……”

Zhao Yuanwu was originally panicked in his heart, but when he was drunk like this by the old ghost, he was stunned for a moment, but he also calmed down.

Then he took a deep breath several times, then nodded vigorously, as if he was a little ashamed, and said, "...... You're right...... I know. ”

Although at the beginning, he was somewhat repulsed by this old ghost who was parasitic in his body and had no privacy. But after half a year, the relationship between the two has long been reached to the level of being both teachers and friends because of both prosperity and loss.

Now that he was drunk by the old ghost like this, Zhao Yuanwu woke up and found that he really had a lot of shortcomings. After all, strictly speaking, he, the so-called martial arts seedling, strictly speaking, still opened a cheat and took a shortcut.

Compared with those real martial artists who practice hard and down-to-earth, they have a poor temperament after all.

……

……

The dead and dark city has been transformed into a stage where horror performances are being staged, and the continuous rain under the night adds a cold and damp horror to it.

The only thing that can make Zhao Yuanwu feel fortunate is that this place is not like the description in many works he has seen, the walking dead are densely packed, crowding every road, making it difficult to walk an inch.

In fact, most of the places seem to be very empty and deserted, and only a small number of streets, alleys, or building facades with no light will have staggering zombies.

As long as you don't make too much noise, or take the initiative to enter those zombie-dense areas, it seems to be relatively safe.

This made Zhao Yuanwu breathe a sigh of relief, he originally thought that he was going to kill all the way...... Now it seems that for the time being, he only needs to deal with the bad night rain weather, and he is already soaked.

Under the reminder of the old ghost, he not only discovered that the density of the aura in this place was extremely low, but also discovered the source reaction of a violent fluctuation of aura pressure through the function of the spirit probe of the watch on his left wrist.

So he walked in that direction, wanting to see what was over there, because the old ghost guessed that whether they were now stuck in a dream, an illusion, or actually thrown into another world, that place was probably the key to breaking the game.

And as he continued to march forward, slowly, Zhao Yuanwu found that the density of zombies along the way seemed to increase.

Even the number of cars crowded on the streets, crashing together, or parked everywhere, began to proliferate.

The road, which was not wide, suddenly became narrow, and there were several places that he had to cross.

Zombies are humanoid, so most of the techniques mastered by this qualified martial arts expert are still useful, but the problem is that zombies are not afraid of pain or death, and only primitive instincts remain.

This gave Zhao Yuanwu quite a headache, and in the end, under the guidance of the old ghost, he chose to start with the main motor joints that still existed—such as elbow joints, knee joints, etc.—not to kill these tenacious corpses, but to crush their limbs and abolish most of their mobility.

It's okay to hit the head, but if he wants to directly blast the sturdy skull of the human body with his bare hands, it will be difficult for some strong people, and if the palm of his hand is injured and contaminated with the body fluids of the zombie, it will be shit.

And if you use some superb softness, cotton palms and other powerful kung fu, what palm to slap the tofu without rotting, but the stone slab under the tofu is shattered and so on, directly through the skull completely shattered the zombie's brain......

He could only regret that he had not yet mastered such a mastery of advanced techniques. So the trade-off is to smash the limbs of these dangerous species.

Soon, Zhao Yuanwu cautiously crossed blocks from the area near the periphery of the city to the area close to the city center, and picked up a strong iron rod as a weapon along the way.

The guns weren't found, and maybe a closer look would have led to a hapless police corpse or a gun shop or something in some unknown corner of the city, but he wasn't going to change the route.

The vehicles in front of him began to become more and more numerous, and the density of zombies was also increasing, and many roads were full of car accident scenes, and he faintly heard the sound of gunshots and the howls of zombies in front of him.

And on several nearby streets, there is a continuous automatic loop of radio sounds-

“…… Please note that due to the unusual situation in the city, we recommend that you evacuate to the Raccoon City Police Department. We will provide free food and medical supplies to the public in need......"

- Although he spoke English, Zhao Yuanwu understood it, because of the old ghost in his body.

Although the old ghost is a little out of step with the times, but once as a wild magician, the door is particularly wild, and there is no way to pick and choose, so he has taught himself many Chinese dialects, and has also been abroad for a period of time, although his reputation is not obvious.

Zhao Yuanwu's own English level is not good, but the old ghost can understand it, and immediately translate it to him through the soul connection, which is equivalent to mastering the corresponding foreign language skills.

Zhao Yuanwu nodded thoughtfully, and said with a complaint:

"No wonder the more you move forward, the more zombies there are, and it seems that they have been pulled to a few blocks around here by such movements...... Zombies in other places are attracted from afar, isn't this really making dumplings? ”

"But the place you're going to seems to be in the direction of the police station...... "The old ghost said with a sigh, "that is, you're also a dumpling." ”

"......" Zhao Yuanwu's expression immediately froze, he grinned, and then weighed the heavy iron rod in his hand, as if he wanted to gain a trace of confidence through this rudimentary weapon.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the roaring sound of a car engine coming from far and near.

He subconsciously looked up and saw a trailer tanker truck rushing far away from the other end of the street with a very ferocious momentum!

Although it was still a few blocks away, it was clear that the car had lost control.

The next moment, the monotonous roar of the tanker trucks was drowned out by the louder crashes and explosions, and for a moment, the explosion illuminated the entire street in the distance as bright as day.

Relying on the martial artist's incomparably keen hearing, under the condition of full concentration, Zhao Yuanwu also vaguely heard the human voice mixed with the sound of the explosion.

"Let's take a look!" The old ghost said categorically.

Zhao Yuanwu didn't hesitate, he ran up, he had no reason to refuse, besides, with such a huge movement, those things around him would definitely start to surge towards here.

If you don't act immediately, do you have to stay where you are and wait to die?

But when he reached the street and turned the corner, he saw black smoke billowing from the street and flames...... The wreckage of multiple cars, the shops on the side of the road, will be engulfed in a hell of flames and will block the other end of the street.

“…… You go to the police station now, and we'll meet there in a moment. ”

A man in dark clothes staggered up from the ground, raised one hand to cover his head, and a pistol in the other, and shouted at the street on the other side as he distanced himself from the fire.

Zhao Yuanwu was happy in his heart, it was good to have someone, and out of his intuition that had become stronger and stronger since he practiced martial arts, he inexplicably felt that he had touched some key.

And at this time, many rickety zombies came out of the shadows of this street, from the backs of intact cars, and from the gloomy buildings, letting out hungry roars as they went.