Chapter 1: Zhang Lang
Inside a large courier station warehouse.
On the latex mattress that had long been torn apart, there was a young man who slowly opened his eyes.
Waking up from a daze, Zhang Lang felt that his bladder was a little uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but sit up, and walked along the dim wall to the corner of the storeroom. Smelling the stench between his snorts, he unbuttoned his belt......
The sound of rushing water sounded by the wall, and Zhang Lang shivered and exhaled a long breath.
At this moment, he felt very happy.
Sleep until you wake up naturally, defecate anywhere, don't have to take a bath every day, don't have to wash your clothes and smelly socks every day, you can eat all kinds of delicious food, play with all kinds of the latest mobile phones, tablets, computers......
For a lazy person, an otaku who can lie down and never stand, this day is definitely heaven!
Moreover, Zhang Lang has been living like this for a whole month.
If there were no accidents, he decided that he would continue to live like this for some time to come.
As for what will happen in a year......
Don't be funny, for an otaku, a person who eats and waits for death, who would think about things so long?
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A month ago.
May 15, 2019.
It's a terrifying day, it's a global catastrophe day, it's a day that can turn a big living person into a zombie!
Have you ever seen a horror movie?
Have you seen Resident Evil?
Ever seen The Walking Dead?
That's right, it's the kind of zombie in the movie and TV series that has no human consciousness, only knows how to eat people, eats living things, and pounces on it like a wild dog in heat as long as he sees something that can breathe, and he can walk and run!
With Zhang Lang's IQ definitely not exceeding a hundred, he couldn't figure out how the disaster began, and he didn't know how the people around him became zombies.
As a warehouse manager of a night shift express store, because of the boredom of the night, I walked out of the warehouse to breathe.
When he took out a box of Hongtashan from his pocket, took out one in his mouth, and didn't have time to light it, suddenly, when he saw a large group of zombies covered in blood and screaming and rushing towards him, Zhang Lang was stunned.
When he came back to his senses, he shouted "hold the grass", his pair of thighs were the same as installing Liu Xiang, and he jumped back to the warehouse at a speed of 100 meters in 10 seconds, closed the big iron door of the warehouse, and put on the bolt from the inside.
Suddenly gasping, Zhang Lang, who was pale-faced, looked at the group of crazy zombies outside through the crack in the big iron door, his eyes were full of horror.
Why did he know those people were zombies?
This starts with the serialized TV series The Walking Dead.
He's a real 'corpse fan'.
Don't get me wrong, Zhang Lang is not that kind of necrophile, he just likes to watch horror movies and read horror novels.
Therefore, I still know a lot about the appearance and characteristics of zombies.
However, here's the problem.
Zombies weren't invented by foreigners...... Ah no, isn't there such a thing as zombies, which only exist in foreign movies?
Like our big country in China, even if there are some demons and monsters, there are some zombies and the like, you say you are a foreign zombie, why do you come to China?
Suppressing the horror in his heart, listening to the clatter of the big iron door in his ears, Zhang Lang escaped from his trouser pocket with his small broken mobile phone, well, although it is a little broken, it can still be accessed.
There is a saying that if you don't understand, you can find 'Du Niang'......
Connected to the wireless, Zhang Lang opened Baidu and directly searched for the news of zombies in Huaxia.
The web is a magical world, there is only what you can't think of, and there is no message that you can't find.
The search results came out quickly.
Zhang Lang was dumbfounded, the Internet was full of news of the outbreak of the zombie crisis in the world, posts, and videos of zombies taken by many people on the Internet.
It turned out that around five o'clock this afternoon, zombies began to appear all over the world, and it had to be said that it was a miracle that he was able to meet zombies in the middle of the night.
For the first time, Zhang Lang thought that he was about to finish.
He will become one of the zombies, and his good youth may become the walking dead.
What a tragic thing this is!
But soon, this sadness disappeared.
He looks like he can live a long time, because he's the storekeeper of the courier shop, right?
There are many couriers here by yourself!
What to eat, what to play, what to use, it seems to have everything.
The whole warehouse was large and very high, except for a few vents in the walls, only a pair of large iron doors remained.
As long as Lao Tzu doesn't go out, what can zombies do?
What can you do with me?
Zhang Lang was happy.
As an orphan, he was originally big-hearted, carefree, lazy, and usually ate and waited for death, if he hadn't found a job as a storekeeper to fill his stomach, he could have stayed at home 24 hours a day.
Now it's okay, there's a zombie crisis outside, and he just needs to hide in the warehouse.
As for running for your life or something, or saving someone, or fighting with zombies like the protagonists in movies and TV series......
Don't tease, okay?
With this little body buddy, I want to live a few more days.
Even if a world war breaks out outside, does it have anything to do with Lao Tzu?
Since then, Zhang Lang of the optimistic faction has started his alternative otaku life......
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Some people say that dismantling the express delivery is the same as treasure hunting.
When opening the express bag, the eyes are focused, the mood is excited, and the feeling that happiness is coming can only be experienced by those who are holding the express and preparing to open it.
This is true.
At this time, Zhang Lang was enjoying such excitement.
Whenever he opened a courier, he would shout "hold the grass", sometimes with a face full of surprise, sometimes with dissatisfaction, and sometimes with a lewd expression.
More often than not, he would smile and be happy like a fool.
After dismantling the express delivery for a whole month, he was as tired as a dog, Zhang Lang realized that the warehouse under his care was really big, and there was still a small half of the express delivery that had not been dismantled.
Of course, this also has an inexplicable relationship with his laziness.
That's it,He turned out N more things to eat and wear,Like iPhone, millet phone, tablet, laptop or something,He can now throw it on the wall and listen to the sound and play,。
In the past month, he has seen too many tragic things.
When he was fine, he would take a small bench and sit behind the door of the storeroom and look out through the crack in the door.
He has seen with his own eyes that large living people are beaten by zombies, and then the people who are gnawed become a new zombie under his nose.
Zhang Lang was also thinking that human beings are really magical creatures.
Let's say himself.
When he saw too many tragic things, he found that he gradually lost any sympathy and fear.
He can hold a bowl of instant noodles soaked in mineral water and watch the zombies eat people while eating the instant noodles in the bowl with relish......
My name is Zhang Lang, an orphan, and I am 20 years old.
I am 1.82 meters tall.
I have a handsome face.
My story, from now on......