"I don't want to die!"

"Mom! Mom! ”

"Woo-"

"Help!"

"Woo......"

"Afterlife...... See. ”

……

Inkmark was awakened by a sudden wail, and he twisted to look at the abyss beneath him, a steady stream of wails coming from the endless darkness. Inkmark's heart was ripped off. These people ...... Where did it come from?

Countless people began to emerge from the darkness, but some ethereal nothingness, and it seemed wrong to be human beings to be them, and they should now be called ghosts.

Inkmark looked at the ghosts that were getting closer and closer to him, looking at their pain, reluctance, and sorrow...... listened to their painful ** and life-like parting words. Ink marks felt very depressed, even painful.

A woman of about forty years old, no, the face is an ink spirit of about forty years old. When she floated to Inkmark's side, she saw Inkmark out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly grabbed Inkmark's collar. "You...... You! You brute! Holy! My daughter is only four years old...... How do you let her live...... You're damned! ”

Inkmark was startled. What have I done? I didn't do anything...... Nothing was done......

More and more ghosts flock here. Inkmark looked at the pained faces around him in horror, and the pair of inkmark resentful eyes. Ink Marks definitely didn't know these people in front of him. He thought to himself with grief and indignation: I have done nothing, and I don't even know who you are! Why are you looking at me like that?!

"It's all because of you that we died!"

"Son of a bitch bastard!"

"Woo ......"

"My brother is a badass, woo woo......"

……

Inkmark clenched his fists. These inexplicable guys...... Homicide...... What did I do...... Let so many people die? Elderly, children......

"Why didn't you stop us from turning into zombies! Why broke the virus! ”

Ink marks were shocked in his heart, and guilt, self-blame, sadness, regret, remorse, etc., spread from his heart.

The resentful spirits slowly moved closer to the inkmarks, reaching out to grasp them.

Ink suddenly felt his trouser leg being ripped off, and looked down to see a little girl, the child he strangled with his own hands! The little girl tilted her head and innocently asked Moji, "Brother, do you see my mother and father?" I can't find them, can you find Mom and Dad? ”

The little girl's pupils gradually turned gray, her skin turned pale, and she gradually turned into a zombie.

Inkmark instinctively kicked her away.

The surrounding ghosts became even angrier, and their roars turned into roars.

"Why don't you save me!"

"You burned us!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

They bared their teeth and claws, competing to nibble on the ink-stained body. The ink marks were drowned in the sea of people.

"Ah——!h Inkmark closed his eyes, covered his ears, and screamed upward. His voice formed a shockwave, impacting all the tens of thousands of ghosts around him into points of light. Dense dots of light illuminated this small area of darkness. The hustle and bustle also came to an abrupt end.

This dark space. The hustle and bustle makes people crazy, and the silence can suffocate people.

I shouldn't have killed you, I should have saved you, even if I rescued one, I shouldn't have eaten people, but, damn it! I can't say it's human anymore, it's not human anymore.

Inkmark curled up in horror and kept apologizing in the corner: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

I don't know how long it took, but Ink Marks regained his composure, slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was still in the dark. My heart trembled.

But when he heard his sister's steady breathing and powerful heartbeat, he realized his nightmare was over.

Ink wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, blinked his eyes, and activated the night vision function of his left eye. At this time, Ink Marks was able to see his surroundings clearly, and he picked up the notebook that had fallen on the ground, and lay on his side on the mattress. Continue reading from where you looked before you fell asleep.

Ink Marks didn't expect that he would still have such a dream. I feel that everything I do is in line with objectivity, and I know that what I am doing is right, but I still can't get over the hurdle of conscience. Conscience? It's ridiculous, if you can't get through, just take a step over the past, sooner or later it will be smoothed out one day.

The ink marks continued to scroll down.

From reading the hundreds of pages of text in the past, Mo Jian learned three important clues from Ouyang Li's notes.

First, the virus serum sample and a copy of the core technology were brought to China by Li Tongwen. And hid in a dry well in the courtyard of his hometown in Shanshui Province, and getting it was crucial for the future of mankind. The main problem is that Shanshui Province is so far away from Longhai City that it takes about eleven hours to get there by high-speed train. If Moji chooses to go there by car, coupled with the harassment of zombies and the interference of traffic jams, it is estimated that it will take a week or two to arrive at the earliest. It may be a month after a long time.

Second, Ouyang Li came out after some experiments, and the finished product produced by the virus serum is to kill the virus by devouring the virus, which will also cause the death of the infected, and it will kill when the body is infected more than 32%. According to the last blood analysis of the ink marks, the ink marks have been infected by 31.5 percent, and will soon break through the high-voltage line of 32 percent. And Mo Ning'er's data is not optimistic, and her body is infected by 30%, which is also very dangerous. Time is running out for them.

The third, the equipment that Ouyang Li left behind for the ink marks. Ouyang Li gave a detailed explanation of them/First of all, the compound bow, this bow is tailor-made for ink marks, which can maximize the power advantage of ink marks and produce more power than bullets. The M50/0 is also nothing more than the icing on the cake. There are a total of thirty-eight extra-hard armor-piercing arrows; Two traction arrows can be used to build a simple ropeway and carry materials through a retraction device and a rope. The combat trench coat, which is made of ink tentacles as raw materials, has a certain bulletproof function, and the most important thing is that after being damaged, it can be repaired by the virus (black mist) released by the ink marks, so that the ink marks no longer need to worry about popping clothes. Take a few bottles of medicine, which is used to inhibit the virus erosion, and try to buy them some time for the ink marks. Gold, hard currency, can be used everywhere, but now it is gone.

Important information, at the moment, these three articles. After reading this, Inkmark closed his eyelids and wanted to rest, and at this time, the sunlight shone in through the thick clouds, Inkmark sighed, walked to the window, and looked at the dawn outside the window.