A noisy alarm sounded, Zhou Yu opened his eyes in a daze and glanced at his phone, 4:37 pm.

"Alas, I've slept again, when will this jet lag come back," Zhou Yu complained.

When I woke up and turned on the TV, the news was playing on the TV, and today was December 23, 2012, the day before the Mayan prophecy of the end of the world.

Zhou Yu sighed helplessly, thinking, these stupid people, those ethereal things are all believed.

I turned off the TV and opened the curtains, and it was already dark outside, with only a few people on the street.

Zhou Yu turned around and walked to the computer, turned on the computer, clicked on the web page, entered the grinding iron novel network, and went to read the novel.

Zhou Yu has been graduating for 3.4 years, and has done a lot of work in a scattered manner, such as a militiaman, waiter, construction site laborer, back kitchen, and bar. What hasn't changed is reading novels on the Internet, and if you turn the e-novels you have read into realistic novels, you can fill a 30-square-meter room.

Unconsciously, the time of the night passed, and suddenly the net fell, Zhou Yu stood up scolding, and glanced out the window, the sky was already bright.

Zhou Yu thought to himself, why is there no sound of cars today, usually at this time, the sound of cars has already sounded outside.

"Alas, he's tired of it, it's just clean, let's go out for dinner." Zhou Yu muttered, put on his shoes and walked out.

When I got downstairs, the supermarket was not open, the breakfast shop was not open, the shops of the whole street were not open, and the street was empty and empty.

"MD, what's wrong today, I didn't get tired of opening the door, I got up late, what did I do last night." Zhou Yu scolded and walked home.

When he arrived downstairs, Zhou Yu took out a cigarette and lit it, thinking, Lao Tzu's cigarettes are almost gone, what can I do.

Suddenly, I saw a man staggering down from the upper floor.

Zhou Yu was startled, and saw that the person's face was bloodless and his eyes were red.

"I'm X, this is playing COS last night, and I went out in the morning without washing, you want to scare people to death." Zhou Yu said to the person who staggered down from the upper floor.

The man turned a deaf ear and walked towards Zhou Yu, and Zhou Yu walked upstairs without looking at him.

"I'm X, you're sick, what are you scratching me for?" Zhou Yu scolded.

That person ignored Zhou Yu, and continued to scratch at Zhou Yu, his mouth also opened, and he roared in a low voice, seeing that this posture was about to bite Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu dodged him and pushed him aside. scolded "You're sick, COS is enchanted, you really treat yourself as a zombie, get out, stay away from Lao Tzu, it's all scratched by Lao Tzu, you're messing with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu really you." ”

That person didn't care what Zhou Yu said, and continued to walk towards him.

"Eh, I'll wipe it, I'm really giving you some face." Zhou Yu scolded as he threw a punch at the man.

"I'll rub it, you grew up eating stones, it's so hard and greasy, it really hurts, come back, rub it." Zhou Yu said and raised his foot and kicked at the person, who seemed to not know the pain, took a few steps back and yelled at Zhou Yu and continued to walk towards him.

Zhou Yu was stunned next time, what is going on, although he has gained a little weight in the past two years at home, but a normal person will not be like nothing to do with them.

No, hurry home.

Zhou Yu thought about it, did it when he thought of it, hurriedly ran to the door of the house, took out the key to open the door, and then closed the door and locked it.

took out the phone to call the police, but after the broadcast number, Zhou Yu was stunned again. There is no signal, busy sound, what's going on, even if there is no signal, the alarm should be able to call.

Zhou Yu hurriedly turned on the TV, and there was no signal on the TV.

It's over, it's really the end of the world.

Think about it, I've read apocalyptic novels, what system is there for pig's feet, why don't I have it, it's really dead this time, what can I do, I still let me scratch it.

Lao Tzu doesn't want to be a zombie.

No, hurry up and disinfect. Thinking of this, Zhou Yu hurriedly found alcohol and gauze to clean the wound, which is called a sour.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu used to be a problem student, and fights were common. After cleaning and bandaging, Zhou Yu hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife, which he wanted to keep as a self-defense weapon.

As soon as he picked up the kitchen knife, Zhou Yu thought, what to do with the kitchen knife, the machete I bought before is still tired under the bed, that is not better than a kitchen knife. And it's longer than a kitchen knife, and it's more lethal. Thinking of this, Zhou Yu turned his head and walked into the room.

As soon as he took two steps, a feeling of dizziness hit, and Zhou Yu thought to himself, it's over, this time Lao Tzu is really going to become a zombie.