Living death

Greedy zombies lick almost every inch of flesh on the ground.

Lao Li Tou watched all the neighbors being eaten clean by the zombies, even some of the bones were also bitten off, and he couldn't control himself tremblingly.

He's killed people, he's played. A woman has even eaten people, but everything in front of her is completely beyond his cognition.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to fortify the room.

However, in the next second, his body stiffened.

Because...... To his horror, all the zombies seemed to be slowly turning their heads to look at him.

At the same time he smelled blood.

As if thinking of something, he turned around instantly, and sure enough, just as he guessed, he saw that the pawn actually committed suicide by cutting his neck because he was afraid.

His blood was spilled all over the ground, and the smell of blood was pungent.

The zombies outside have already begun to scratch the wall.

Lao Li Tou doesn't know if this wall is made of steel bars, if it's just a brick wall, God knows if it will stop these zombies.

"Bang ......"

There was a loud bang, and Lao Li Tou clearly saw that the steel gate he was proud of had been knocked into a lot of dust.

Lao Litou's face changed, and he knew that he was going to be finished.

But unwillingly, he looked at the blood flowing to the ground and showed a hideous smile.

The human desire to survive is strong and distorted at the same time.

In fact, psychologically speaking, the desire to survive in a critical moment is a distorted personality, some go with nature and die, and some people will exclude everything he thinks will kill him.

American psychologist Philip Zimbardo has come to a startling conclusion through a prison experiment.

The experiment was as follows: he tied a prisoner to a room and watched several pre-edited videos of the person in a room with a mechanism, and once the person inside stepped on the mechanism, the wall above his head would slowly descend, and finally the person would be crushed into a meatloaf. Of course, it was all played out in the video, but the prisoner believed it.

When he was locked up in a familiar room, he peed his pants as soon as he was there, screaming, begging for mercy, verbally abusive, and self-harming.

When he couldn't help himself, he began to look for an exit in the room, but the empty room was clear at a glance, only a fist-sized vent.

Finally, the climax of the experiment came.

He first slammed his head into the hole into which he could see at a glance, as if trying to get out of the fist-sized vent.

Of course, he failed, but he didn't give up when his head was bleeding, and he slammed it one by one.

In the end, he couldn't get in, so he began to pull his hair frantically, as if he couldn't get in because of the hindrance of his hair.

When his hair was ripped clean, he continued to scold, knowing that he was crying and giving up.

He wept for a long time as he looked at the lower and lower top above his head, and suddenly stretched out his arms as if he were crazy.

The experiment was over, and of course the prisoner didn't die, because the wall above his head was made of foam at all.

After the experiment, Philip Zimbardo asked the prisoner why he wanted to hit his head against the hole.

The prisoner said: "Now I look at this hole is really small, but at that time, I was only thinking about survival, and I saw that this hole was the size of a basketball." ”

Philip Zimbardo asked again, what was the last move, the hand to reach out?

The prisoner added: "At that time, my brain seemed to be abnormal, and I thought about putting my hand in it, and then using my mental power to transfer my brain to my arm, and then I survived with one hand. ”

When human nature is certain to die, it will distort its own psychology.

At this moment, Lao Li Tou watched the group of extremely crazy zombies pounce on.

His heart twisted instantly, and he looked at the blood on the ground, and felt that the reason why the zombies came here was because of the smell of blood they smelled.

Moreover, he firmly believes that as long as the blood on the ground is gone, the zombies will disperse and he will be able to survive.

So, he did something crazy.

He lay down and licked the blood on the ground, taking a sip...... Two mouthfuls...... Three-mouthed ......

The blood was on the soil, and it was stuffed into the mouth of Lao Li in a big gulp.

Blood mixed with the sand, scratching his throat and esophagus.

But he still swallowed, because his twisted mind told him, "You can't stop, and if you stop, you'll die." Swallow it, swallow it hard, if you don't swallow it, you will die......"

So, he swallowed like crazy.

It seems to be a race of time.

Nearly a hundred zombies remained outside, scratching, scraping, and banging around a low meditation room.

The old Li Tou inside frantically swallowed the mud and blood on the ground.

One minute......

Two minutes......

Five minutes......

Ten minutes passed.

Lao Li Tou licked and swallowed frantically, and it took ten minutes to finally lick all the blood stains on the ground. He was not at ease, and even licked the blood on the neck of the pawn who still had a heartbeat.

The old Li Tou, who was kneeling on the ground, panted and carefully recognized the sound outside. It was quiet outside, and there was no sound at all. All that remains is the rustling of bamboo leaves blown by ......the wind.

He smiled. "Hahaha......"

The suppressed but unstoppable laughter was so crazy and low.

"Survived...... I knew ......"

While laughing, he praised his own wisdom.

"Roaring ......"

In the next second, the smile on his face froze, because at this moment he had a pale face on his neck, and a pair of blood-red eyes on his face.

He forgot one thing.

He turned his head slightly, and saw the zombie pawn greedily sucking his blood on his neck.

Heavenly circulation, blood for blood.

With a pale face and no expression, the pawn gnawed on the delicious meal in front of him that only belonged to him.

Neck, face, chest, arms......

The pawn didn't let go of a trace of flesh and blood, it was clean, and the boy carefully gnawed on it......

……

Outside the temple

Halfway up the mountain, the wind blows, swaying the bamboo all over the mountain, and at the same time, the sound of "rustling ......", coupled with the temples in the distance, and the residual fragrance, think that people's souls have been well purified, and everything is so peaceful.

The tops of several stout bamboos were crawling full of people.

Almost all of them are people in the outer security zone, including Cao Ping, Liu Pengcheng, Crooked Mouth, Zhao Shanlin, Black Dog and the captain, and of course their subordinates, but because this matter is still hidden after all, except for a few trustworthy people, the rest are in the security zone.

"Brother Cao...... Is it really okay? ”

Scratching onto the bamboo's crooked mouth, he looked at the zombies in the distance, and he was already trembling and peeing his pants.

Cao Ping looked at his crooked mouth with some disgust, "You have asked me more than a dozen times, you are afraid of a bird, there are no zombies below, what are you talking about...... If you don't want to go, just get out of ......"

He swallowed with a crooked mouth. "If you know that this is the case, I won't come if you kill me, you see how many zombies are running, even if I run back, I can't outrun them, Brother Cao...... Your protection for me ......"

Cao Ping grinned, protect you? Hum......

Listening to the screams in the distance, not only Cao Ping, but also the other people's faces were difficult to look at, they hadn't seen zombies eating people. But the zombies that just escaped from under their feet were simply crazy.

If it hadn't been for the blood sprinkled on the ground in advance, there was no doubt that the group of zombies would have climbed the bamboo.

"Brother Cao...... That one...... It's been half an hour...... Go down? ”