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Wen Yu opened his eyes vaguely, and his consciousness returned to his body with the alarm clock next to the bed.

"This, this is ......"

Looking at the familiar rental house in front of him, and groping for his intact body, Wen Yu's mind couldn't help but return to the ...... just now

Just now, Wen Yu and his hunting team were on a mission.

And the so-called hunting squad is just a third-rate squad in a third-rate gathering place, and the strongest person in the team, Wen Yu himself, is just a second-level warrior who has just been successfully transferred.

For a team of this level, in the last days, everyone knows that this is a whole team of cannon fodder.

And the so-called mission is, of course, a kind of cannon fodder-level task...... Attract the attention of a level 5 mutant beast.

Then, draw it into the trap set by the main team. The huge reward and sharp sword made Wen Yu unable to say a word about this mission to death.

It's a pity that cannon fodder can never change the essence of cannon fodder.

When the cannon fodder team led by Wen Yu came into contact with the target creatures, they were also faced with as many as 30 third-level mutant creatures.

By the time Wen Yu understood the current situation and turned to run away, the entire cannon fodder team had already been torn to pieces by a third.

And Wen Yu himself, a hundred meters away from the trap, was slapped on the head by the fifth-level mutant beast.

Then, when Wen Yu opened his eyes again, what he saw was the small rental house in front of him that he had lived in for three years.

"W-what's going on?"

Wen Yu immediately straightened up and stood directly next to the mirror next to his bed.

Looking at himself in front of the mirror, his thin body had no previous strength at all.

You must know that in the past, although he was just a cannon fodder, he had the strength of a second soldier, and his body strength was at least about a ton, and the muscles on his entire body were angular and thick.

And now, the body in front of him is weak, just like the ordinary big brother in the neighbor's house.

The more Wen Yu looked at his body, the more familiar he felt, and this feeling was like, as if he was before he changed jobs.

"Could it be?" Wen Yu seemed to think of something, and suddenly rushed to the computer, carefully looking at the date on the computer.

"May 25, 2017, this is, this is the beginning of the end of the world, this is a year ago, could it be that I was reborn? I was reborn, haha, hahaha, hahahahaha......"

Wen Yu's laughter became louder and louder, more and more crazy, thinking of what happened to the cannon fodder in his previous life, he smiled and laughed, and tears slowly flowed out.

If you can start over again, will you still become a cowardly cannon fodder, and will you still accept the exploitation and contempt of the strong? Will I ever go to that miserable life again?

"Never, never, never." Wen Yu shouted frantically, this is God's favor for himself and a gift to himself.

Wen Yu exhaled deeply.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, a scream broke the peace in the community.

"What are you doing, so that people don't rest."

"TMD is sick."

"Damn it, it's so terrible."

Countless shouts and curses came from inside the building, and many people expressed strong protest against the sudden screams.

However, instead of stopping, the screams intensified, not only downstairs in the community, but even in the corridors and homes.

"Help, murder."

"Husband, what's wrong with you, husband, don't bite me, ah, ah......"

Wen Yu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, quickly locked the door of his house, found a table and quickly reached the door, and then walked quickly to the window and looked downstairs.

I saw the source of the screams in the community, a young couple who had just gotten married, and now suddenly showed their affection in the square of the community.

The man hugged his wife fiercely and kissed the cheek of the "lover" frantically, which was originally a beautiful act, provided that there was no minced meat and blood in the man's mouth.

Wen Yu also saw this scene in his previous life, because this was the first picture Wen Yu saw when the end of the world came.

At that time, Wen Yu looked at the blood and eyeballs splashing everywhere, and vomited on the ground, in this life, Wen Yu could only silently muttered in his heart: "It's a dog."

Wen Yu knew that the end times would come, and he was fully mentally prepared for the coming of the end times.

However, it is only mentally prepared that it is okay for me to be reborn for five minutes.

In five minutes, confirming and accepting the fact that you are reborn, you are already a type with strong psychological qualities.

Then, when Wen Yu thought that he should prepare some supplies and weapons, Doomsday had already kissed his smooth head.

"God, you can play me again, what about the welfare of the reborn? There are no benefits, so it's okay to give you a weapon that you can use. No matter how Wen Yu complains, this is the situation now.

Wen Yu carefully looked at his small rental house, trying to find something that could be called a weapon.

Then within three seconds, Wen Yu was disappointed.

The rental house is not big in the first place, so naturally there is no space to place another kitchen, so Wen Yu naturally will not find such things as kitchen knives or cleavers in the house.

Reluctantly, he picked up the fruit knife on the table and scratched it lightly with his hand, "Something is better than nothing, isn't it?" Even a fruit knife that takes a lot of effort to cut apples. ”

At this point, Wen Yu can only find some comfort in the fruit knife.

I took a look at the food I had stockpiled, as a 10,000-year-old single dog, an orphan without parents, and an otaku who spent all day with the computer.

There are still a lot of things like instant noodles, and in addition to that, there is a small can of fermented bean curd.

I remember that in my last life, I relied on two boxes of instant noodles in the house and successfully survived for a month.

When he was not starving to death, he waited for the survivor team who came to search for supplies, and then began his one-year journey as cannon fodder.

Wen Yu carefully packed up his belongings, put a few packets of instant noodles into his backpack, a few bottles of mineral water, and a few ham sausages.

These are the basic supplies that you will take with you. Then he found a mop, kicked off his head a few times, and wrapped the handle with the fruit knife, a simple spear was freshly baked, of course, the specific combat effectiveness needs to be verified.

I took out my autumn coat and pants and put them on my body, and found some discarded books and magazines and the like, wrapped around my wrists, these are my armor.

Carrying his backpack and spear, Wen Yu slowly opened a crack in the door, made sure that there was no danger in the corridor, and slowly opened the door.

Wen Yu lived on the third floor, and when he opened the door, he found that the door opposite was hidden, and there was a strange sound of popping and popping inside.

"Nice old man. Let's help you get rid of it. Wen Yu has already understood that there has been a tragedy for the old couple who are kind to the door.

Wen Yu quietly opened the door on the opposite side and saw that the originally kind old man had his back to him, lying on his wife and biting heavily.

And the aunt stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.

Zombies, a sign of the beginning of the end times.

The accepted view of later generations is that with the opening of the Demon Realm Channel, the leakage of demonic energy has caused some human beings who have no antibodies in their genes to mutate into such rotten and filthy monsters.

Although it looks terrifying and disgusting, in fact, these zombies are the most scummy creatures in the early days of the apocalypse. The body was corroded by demonic energy, causing the softening and collapse of muscle tissue, making these zombies far inferior to humans in terms of strength and speed.

As long as humans can overcome their fears and have a weapon strong enough to break the heads of zombies, even a woman can kill zombies several times.

For Wen Yu, who has survived in the last days for a year, this kind of low-level guy can't arouse Wen Yu's fear at all.

It may be that the sound of opening the door disturbed the zombies who were dining, and the zombie old man turned his head slowly, staring at the heavily armed Wen Yu with pale pupils.

Wen Yu naturally knew the truth that the first strike was strong, so he kicked down the zombie with a flying kick and stepped on the zombie's body hard.

The zombies kept struggling, but they didn't have the strength to lift Wen Yu, and their bloody mouths kept roaring.

Wen Yu didn't care about the zombie's scream, adjusted the angle, and the spear was thrust into the zombie's eye socket, and the zombie on the ground twitched twice and didn't move again.

"Ding, kill a level 0 zombie and get one point."

Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the zombie who fell to the ground, drew his spear, and a puddle of dirty blood flowed down the wound.

Less than ten minutes after mutating, the blood in the corpse had darkened significantly. Wen Yu mourned silently in his heart, walked towards the unsightly eldest lady, and stabbed the dead corpse in the head with a spear.