The sound of "Zila-" kept coming from the car, Xiong Xianming had been turning on the car radio, and he also heard the conversation between Lin Xue and Zhang Zifeng, and he didn't want to miss any information, but now it was all blind.

"Thank you," Zhang Zifeng said.

The man laughed and said, "Thank you, it's clear that you saved me first." ”

He turned around and said, "Meet me, my name is Xiong Xianming." ”

"Zhang Zifeng." Zhang Zifeng said that he had already reported it when he was in the supermarket. Only then did he notice the man's state, his beard had been shaved, his clothes had been changed into new ones, and he could come back to save himself in such a short time, and he was also a quick man.

"Ren Fei." The girl said timidly. She was still in complete ignorance: she was awakened in her sleep, and then she was almost strangled to death when she saw her boyfriend fighting with a beautiful girl and the black man for some reason. Now that the savior has come out again, she simply wonders if she hasn't woken up yet.

Although Zhang Zifeng has briefly told the ground what happened, there are some things that are not immediately understandable.

In fact, the two men are in a similar state, especially the terrible things like the Chosen One and the War Servant, which still need time to get used to.

"I didn't expect you to come back and save us." Zhang Zifeng said with some emotion. Not long ago, I was scolding him in my stomach for being ungrateful. You must know how difficult it is for an ordinary person to be able to drive back after realizing the horror of the Chosen One.

"Don't think too much of me. I just feel that it's too dangerous and too lonely to live alone. You're the first person I've seen in so many days," paused, glanced back at Ren Fei, and said, "It's two now." ”

Zhang Zifeng thought so. These days, although the two of them have a good time in the rental house, and their safety is not a problem before they meet the Chosen One, they have never been at ease.

The two feel like they live on an isolated island, abandoned by the world. Now Zhang Zifeng can still recall the excitement he felt when he found survivors in the supermarket. After all, people are social animals, and it is reassuring to be with their own kind.

"I'm a driver," Xiong Xianming said, explaining why the car drove so well, "I went to the supermarket that day to apply for a job, and I was waiting there early, who knew that the supervisor's nostrils were simply on the top of his head, and he didn't look at me properly." I always said that I was busy, so I waited in my office for a long time. Who knew that it would be a blessing in disguise, such a big supermarket, and in the end I survived. I saw the Director being eaten by the living dead. ”

Unlike Zhang Zifeng and Ren Fei, who at least have a companion, Xiong Xianming is trapped in the supermarket alone, and he hasn't even said a word for so many days, and now his desire to talk is particularly strong.

"By the way, what are you two doing?" Xiong Xianming asked.

"We are all students," Zhang Zifeng said, "and she is my girlfriend." ”

"I guess so! Hello student, I didn't study hard at the beginning, and my college entrance examination score was not enough, so I couldn't go to university. I really envy you. When Xiong Xianming said this, his expression was gloomy again, and he said, "But it doesn't matter. ”

The vast majority of people have become zombies, and the living have only one identity - survivors, what is the meaning of the previous profession?

The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not discuss why the world became the way it was. This topic is too big to arouse everyone's interest. As ordinary people, the most important thing to worry about is how to survive.

Ren Fei did not participate in the conversation between the two people, and looked out the window for a while.

"I don't know how many people in the world are still alive." She seemed to be talking to herself, looking lonely. She hasn't gotten out of the fact that she was almost strangled to death by Lin Xue.

"It shouldn't be much," Zhang Zifeng said, "From that day to now, there are only three of us alive - if I am also human." He had consciously excluded Lin Xue, that guy was a pure zombie.

Xiong Xianming shook his head and said, "Actually, there were quite a few people who could survive that day, but most of them were caught off guard and were bitten to death by the zombies." If you stay in a place with few people and don't get infected, you still have a good chance of surviving. In his opinion, so many people have become this ghost at the same time, it can only be that they are infected with the virus.

Ren Fei and Zhang Zifeng glanced at each other, thinking of the Muay Thai coach who was buried in the zombie group, and the supervisor in Xiong Xianming's mouth.

Xiong Xianming looked up at the residential buildings on both sides of the road, and continued: "I still remember that when the virus spread, it was in the morning, many people had not gotten up yet, and it would have been much safer if they stayed at home, and there must have been survivors in these buildings, they were just trapped there and couldn't escape." ”

"But at the same time, there is the Chosen One." Zhang Zifeng said worriedly: "There is a Chosen One like Lin Xue who can command zombies, and these people will be found and eaten sooner or later." ”

Ordinary zombies may not be able to break through the security door, but for Lin Xue and her war servants, these obstacles are like paper paste, not to mention that people have to eat, drink, and Lazar, and they can't always stay in a square inch, which increases the probability of exposure.

His words cast another shadow over the two men.

"But there will be fewer of the Chosen One." Xiong Xianming said. At least these days, there have been many human beings, but there is only one Chosen One—if you count the servant named Little Whiteface, there are only two.

"And even though you're different from the rest of the world, aren't you still on our side?" Xiong Xianming added. Obviously, in his heart, Zhang Zifeng is not different from Lin Xue, but he is not the same as a normal human being.

In a short period of time, he has completed the process from resistance to acceptance of Zhang Zifeng.

"I hope so." Zhang Zifeng said and sighed. Suddenly found that the tone of his voice became old-fashioned, could it be that after more experience, he would naturally become old-fashioned?

"What's more, we still have this." Xiong Xianming patted the steering wheel and said, "That girl said that the chosen ones can't drive, thank God." Rescuing Zhang Zifeng and the others gave Xiong Xianming great confidence, and he now has a mysterious confidence in cars.

Zhang Zifeng couldn't help but look at Xiong Xianming, he seemed to be more optimistic than himself, or was he too melancholy?

The car was still advancing, the buildings on both sides were getting lower, farther and farther away from the city center, and the number of zombies was becoming much more sparse.

Finally arrived at a three-way intersection, Xiong Xianming saw that there were no zombies nearby, so he stopped. This is the junction of urban and rural areas, and for the time being, the Chosen One has been shaken off, and the question of what to do next.

"Don't go up the highway, the roads are narrow, there are too many vehicles, and if you get stuck somewhere, surrounded by zombies, it's very difficult to get out." Zhang Zifeng pointed to the sign on the side of the road and said. Although he was not afraid of zombies, today's fight with Lin Xue and her war servants left a shadow in his heart.

Xiong Xianming nodded, the car was his only weapon, and he didn't want to be trapped, looking at the remaining two roads, he said: "These two roads, if you go straight, you will eventually reach the mountains, and there are a few small villages on the side of the road; The other one is the provincial road, which is an hour's drive to T City, which is much larger than our city. I'm sure there must be more survivors over there. His words already had a certain tendentiousness.

Zhang Zifeng glanced at Ren Fei and said, "I suggest that you go to the countryside to hide first, the fewer people the better." Maybe things will turn around after a while. Now that his girlfriend is his spiritual pillar of life, he doesn't want Ren Fei to face another threat of life and death.

Xiong Xianming has a different opinion: "We wander like this, after all, it is not a way." Although you are more powerful, we are alone after all, and once we meet another chosen one, I am afraid that there will be more than one luck. So we should still look for other survivors and survive on the strength of the collective. After all, the best way to save a drop of water is to put it in the ocean. ”

"You mean to go somewhere with a lot of people?" Zhang Zifeng said: "That means that there is a greater probability of encountering the Chosen One. ”

"You can also encounter places with fewer people." It seems that Xiong Xianming is also a stubborn person. Could it be that he just saved Zhang Zifeng and gave him the confidence to speak?

"If you want to go to a crowded place, you can turn back," Mr. Zhang said. Behind him is the city, the place where humans gather, but just after escaping, do you want to go back to die?

Xiong Xianming was stunned and said, "In the long run, we can't survive on our own." The reason why I went back to you was to have a companion. But it's not enough, we need to form a team, have no worries about food and clothing, and are not afraid to meet the chosen one. "The Chosen One named Lin Xue and his war servant left a deep impression on Xiong Xianming, and it was a fluke that the three of them were able to escape.

The two were at a stalemate, and Ren Fei, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said, "Let's go home." ”