"How do you feel so sad?" Wang Kunzhi rolled down the window and asked with a smile, "You must have forgotten the voice chat." ”

"Talk about your paralysis!" Zhang Zhiyu smiled bitterly in a low voice, "I wish you were dead!" Ha. Ha. Ha. He then coughed dryly three times.

"Yes! Hahaha! Wang Kunzhi also smiled, stepped on the accelerator hard, and left.

Zhang Zhiyu turned around and no longer looked at Wang Kunzhi, he wiped his eyes, even if there were no tears.

Zhang Zhiyu came to the neighborhood near the hotel. He carefully and gently maneuvered around the headless metal spider carcass, dodging the spiders coming and going, and rushed to the abandoned car glass on the street in a very short gap time, trying to find a car that could be driven.

He continued to do this inefficient and useless thing for more than an hour, until he spotted the rows of old-fashioned roller shutters under the slum buildings.

"Damn," Zhang Zhiyu scolded and came to the garage door, which was rusty and most of them were damaged, and there were very few intact roller shutter doors. "I didn't think of that before." He filtered out garages that might have been ransacked and looked for ready-made cars. It's just that most of the remaining garage rooms are empty.

He came to the door of a new garage and slashed his dagger again at the junction between the shutter door and the building.

The roller shutter door began to creak, and Zhang Zhiyu thought it was just the tearing sound of the door on the verge of shattering.

The dilapidated gate jerked upward, hitting Zhang Zhiyu and throwing him out, and at the same time, the dagger was also rolled up and fell into the distance.

Zhang Zhiyu lay down on the ground and quickly raised his rifle. Before the person in control of the gate was revealed, the half-opened roller shutter door slammed down, covering him tightly, and at the same time, Zhang Zhiyu really heard a loud tearing sound.

"Hey," Zhang Zhiyu stood up, "I'm human, do you hear?" I am human! Since you too, then open the door! Open the door! He shouted at the roller shutter with his gun, forgetting for a moment that those lizard-like zombies had the same intelligence as humans.

The roller shutter door obediently rose upward, and when it was only a dozen centimeters high, it let out a violent tearing sound, followed by multiple metal parts and shards.

"I'll help you." Zhang Zhiyu said without thinking, he pulled out the dagger inserted in the cement path, completely cut the door in half, and then kicked the door to smash.

In the garage, there was a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, who looked particularly mentally retarded, and was in the second form of secondary school. He stood in a corner of the garage with a baseball bat in his hand. In the middle of the garage, there was a fuel car parked, which looked like an inferior old-fashioned car with only 10 tens of thousands.

But Mr. Zhang has turned his attention elsewhere: the cheap bat is made from recycled wood, that is, repurposed from garbage. There were a few dried blood stains on it; The whole garage has been renovated to a decent extent, but it is not in the way of living in people, and it is unusually old; There is no necessary furniture here, just a lot of food piled up; The bastard was neatly groomed, with no stains other than scorch marks.

"Oh, brother," Zhang Zhiyu joked, "who did you kill?" Why did you run here before the virus broke out? ”

"What?" The young man panicked for a few seconds, "Nothing, what nonsense are you talking about?" Are you crazy? ”

"What am I talking about?" Zhang Zhiyu sneered, "It's okay if you know it yourself, okay, what's your name?" ”

"Chi Yuyang." The young man was still clutching his bat.

Zhang Zhiyu felt that Chi Yuyang was hopeless and could not communicate for a moment.

"Well," Zhang Zhiyu muttered, "if you are willing to do something with me, maybe the chances of survival are much greater." ”

"Tell me your reasons," Chi Yuyang's tone was annoying, "Why should I follow you?" I've been alive and well for the past four days. ”

"There's no reason why you don't follow me." Zhang Zhiyu was not interested in explaining slowly to Chi Yuyang. He thought to himself, "Stupid".

"Yes, I'll do whatever I want." Chi Yuyang's face was full of disdain.

Zhang Zhiyu rolled his eyebrows, crying and laughing.

Zhang Zhiyu went to the hotel first and stuffed all the supplements into the back seat. Chi Yuyang was stunned when he saw the weapons piled up like a hill.

"Will you use it?" Zhang Zhiyu put Wang Jianyu's two * on his chest, and stared at Chi Yuyang who got into the car with straight eyes.

"Yes...... No! Chi Yuyang replied vaguely.

Zhang Zhiyu pulled the car door and got into the passenger seat, "No, no, you find a game on the global network, download it, play it, and then you will use it, the game is called ......"

"Ah, I've played, I still have an impression," Chi Yuyang snapped his fingers, grabbed the gun, and fiddled with it in his hand, but didn't ask where the weapon came from, "You sit in the passenger seat?" ”

"Don't you know how to drive?" Zhang Zhiyu let him take away the gun, rolled his eyes, and asked with a wry smile.

"Absolutely." Chi Yuyang stepped on the accelerator, "What's your name?" He finally reacted.

"Zhang Zhiyu." Zhang Zhiyu's answer was brief.

"Zhang Zhiyu, Zhang Zhiyu......" Chi Yuyang repeated it several times, but he wanted to ask the question but stopped. His hands were dangling over the steering wheel, rocking back and forth, and it looked like he was recalling how to drive the car.

Chi Yuyang started the car and slowly moved forward, and when he saw the remaining rolling shutter, he hesitated for a moment, and then stepped on the accelerator and completely smashed it.

"Wait a minute," Zhang Zhiyu remembered something he had to do, "where is the nearest pharmacy?" I've got to get something. ”

"And," he added, "go for the better ones." I need advanced medicine. ”

Chi Yuyang turned into a remote alley, turned around at an extremely high speed, and took a shortcut to the other side of the block.

When Zhang Zhiyu noticed that the hazy skyscraper through the clouds in the distance was getting closer and closer to the two, he opened his mouth wide.

"Where the are you going?" Zhang Zhiyu turned around and moved a little violently.

"Better!" Chi Yuyang sensed Zhang Zhiyu's dissatisfaction, and he complained, "Can there be a good pharmacy in the garbage?" Only in urban areas. ”

"That's right." Zhang Zhiyu immediately collapsed in his seat, "Go on." ”

"I've been driving for almost an hour," Chi Yuyang yelled, "You're fucking nice to me, European bitch!" ”

"Foreign?" Zhang Zhiyu laughed, "You think I'm a foreigner?" Hahaha! Take your liking. ”

His words were full of *flavor, "Fuck you apologies!" ”

Chi Yuyang didn't fight back, Zhang Zhiyu could feel his overflowing anger, saw the arm that was secretly exerting force, heard his breathing becoming more and more rapid, and even thought that he was about to blow up Zhang Zhiyu with the * that was placed on the side.

"Hmph," Zhang Zhiyu let out a low laugh, looking a little embarrassed, "Be happy, don't care." ”

The city is already in sight, the blackened skyscrapers obscure the midday sun, and the garbage in the darkness is even more clear in the shadows. The two's car drove to the end of the crooked path, and the last row of low-rise nine-story buildings connected to the more than 100-meter-high downtown buildings, creating an eerie light and shadow effect in the sunlight.

"Stop!" Zhang Zhiyu turned on the voice system with Chi Yuyang, "By the way, I adapted to the voice chat." “

Chi Yuyang parked the car in the shadows. Zhang Zhiyu pinned the submachine rifle to his back, picked up the * gun, and opened the car door.

"Don't go out," Zhang Zhiyu said to Chi Yuyang, "There are a lot of wonderful monsters out there. ”

"It's going to take a couple of hours, I'll keep signaling you." Finally, Zhang Zhiyu said to Chi Yuyang with a voice system.

Chi Yuyang stared in disbelief at the blood splashed everywhere, the bat stained with brain tissue, and the father who had half of his head shattered, bleeding profusely, and fell to the ground.

"Oh my God." Chi Yuyang's bat slipped from his hand and slammed into the floor.

"What did I do?" His hands didn't know where to put them, they shook weakly in front of his chest, they lifted and then lowered, and his limbs trembled unconsciously.

Chi Yuyang waved his bat with all his strength, and his facial features were distorted.

My father had ceased to convulse and had fallen silently into the lake of blood and tissue, his furious face, which had never smiled, smiling sickly, his dead hands soaked in blood, and the bottles of wine shattered by the bats had long since rolled into the distance.

It was anger or relief.

The father roared angrily and comically flapped his arms in an attempt to flick the bat away, trying to intimidate his only son.

Chi Yuyang didn't know what to do, and he didn't know what to do. He fell to his knees in front of his father's broken body, his fingers trembling as he slid over the corpse.

"Isn't that what you've always wanted to do?" Chi Yuyang said to himself in a torn tone, "Don't you always want this result?" ”

Chi Yuyang bit his lip fiercely, the smell of blood permeated his mouth, and he smashed the bat even harder, it slashed a perfect arc in the air again and again, tearing the air, and the explosion of "Xiu Xiu" continued to explode in the small space.

Chi Yuyang's brain was completely shut down, blank, his limbs were cold, and every cell was suffering from fatal grief. He admonished himself, warned himself, scolded himself, and told him not to cry, but this didn't work at all, Chi Yuyang's eyes were swollen and painful, and as the first teardrop rolled down his cheeks, the high dam where anger had accumulated collapsed instantly. Chi Yuyang wanted to wipe away his tears, but his skin was covered by other fluids brought by the back of his hand.

He collapsed on top of his father's corpse, sobbing in pain.

At least before the age of 9, Chi Yuyang also experienced happiness: his father was a very successful businessman, and he lived a middle-class life with him. Because children from single-parent families always have more or less psychological problems, Chi Yuyang's father strives to play the role of a good father and mother and meet all the requirements of his only child. Chi Yuyang has never seen his mother, his father didn't say a word, and he didn't ask questions himself, at least, he felt that he could live like this.

Since the Cold War between China and the United States in 2051, the economic efficiency of countries around the world has plummeted, and the fourth world war seems to be imminent. If the Third World War wiped out most of the countries of the Earth, the Fourth World War would destroy the entire planet. Of course, this ordinary family is no exception. Gradually, his father's economy was completely bankrupt, and his personality began to gradually become bad, tyrannical, and crazy; Chi Yuyang's studies plummeted, and he gradually became addicted to vices, taking drugs and soliciting prostitution.

People begin to become selfish, stupid and superficial, duplicitous, and do not hesitate to put their closest friends to death for the sake of a small profit. Riots continue to occur, criminal actions cannot be suppressed, and national friction continues unabated. It is a vicious circle, where true humanity begins to be revealed, the human race begins to go downhill, and human civilization gradually goes on the foot of extinction.

The relationship between father and son deteriorated step by step, and the family's economic conditions fell step by step.

Just a few minutes ago, the debt-indebted father staggered into the house with the last bottle of wine, only to find his desperated son watching a pornographic movie and taking drugs*.

Now, dusk has arrived, and the bloody sunset has shrouded the father and son through the window, and has enveloped the world.

Chi Yuyang withdrew in pain, looked at the man in his arms with tearful eyes, and looked at the scene of the killing.

"Actually, your love has always been a constraint for me." Chi Yuyang sobbed at the corpse.

Now, the bondage has broken free. And what is it besides bondage?

Chi Yuyang gently placed the man's body on the ground, and he slowly stood up in the dim hue and gently closed the curtains. In these 30 minutes or so, how many people will be found in the anthill-like residential building opposite? How often will the police arrive?

He straightened up, looked back, and for the first time saw that the corpse was as stiff as a puppet, and the blood stains were as sick as mud.

Mr. Jang picked up his bat and smashed the TV that was still playing the flat video.

"Where do I go from here?" He spoke, his tone cold.

Chi Yuyang looked at the bat, no, he was not ready to die. He looked out the curtain-obscured window, no, he wasn't going to die.

Although he understands that death is his own end.

He had made a deliberate decision on what to do.

He didn't process the crime scene and allowed his father's body to lay in the middle of the hall.

Chi Yuyang took a bath, and there was no ultrasonic cleaning equipment at home.

He took all the money and bought a lot of food and water; He changed into what he thought was the most attractive outfit, though he didn't know why; He put on the old imaging eyes, which were the last thing left of the family from 11 years ago.

He went to the garage, prepared for a good night's sleep, and drove away from the city the next day.

At 24 o'clock, the * exploded.

He spent the next three days in a panic, he wasn't stupid enough to get out, the global web was still there, and he knew what was going on.

Towards noon on the fourth day, he heard the sound of a sharp object cutting through the roller shutter door, so he picked up the remote control.

"Hey, I'm human, do you hear me? I am human! Since you're also human, open the door! Open the door! ”

A voice shouted.