The end of the world is coming, zombies are everywhere, after the discovery of living people, the bloodthirstiness of zombies will prompt them to tirelessly and frantically bite, the antique style wooden door of the Splendid Hotel is not to mention damaged, but it can also keep it clean and bright when it opened for business in the past, and there is even no stain or blood stain on it, plus the eight pots of kumquat in front of the door have not been damaged, which is abnormal enough.

Zhou Hong knows that the usual business of this splendid hotel is very good, because of the good location, the architectural decoration style is antique, the chef's cooking style is unique, the presentation is novel, and so on, it is very popular with some elderly people who like nostalgia and some trendy young people nowadays, it can be said that there is an endless stream of guests who come and go every day.

At the beginning of the outbreak of the apocalypse, there must be many guests staying in this splendid hotel, and it will definitely become a priority place to attract the attention of zombies, and it will definitely not attract one or two heads, such a large number of living people gather together, and the zombies attracted will definitely be a large group of corpses.

It's the end of the world, not the peaceful era of the past, so when I see that this splendid hotel can still maintain such a neat façade, I don't have any thoughts in my heart that there is a ghost.

"But no matter what, Dad still has to look for it! If you hold back just because there is something strange about this place, this is a coward's act! This kind of mentality cannot survive in the last days! I, Zhou Hong, am by no means a coward! Standing in front of the gate of the Splendid Hotel, Zhou Hong, who was thinking of Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, was encouraging himself in what he thought was passionate language......

............ "Hoo...... Anyway, my brother is now considered a 'quasi-superman', stronger than ordinary zombies, and afraid of a bird? It seemed to think that the news left by his father or him was probably behind this door, and after "motivating" himself, he finally said something of practical use to himself......

Force yourself to calm down, reach out, and push the door.

"Boom."

The door that I thought would be locked was pushed open with a slight push, and it was quiet behind the door, and nothing was put to block it, which made Zhou Hong frown, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Don't scare yourself...... Don't scare yourself......" Zhou Hong pushed the wooden door wider while cheering up, and suddenly the sun outside was not very bright and shone into the hotel, and he stepped over the threshold of the hotel with half a foot, first a strong smell similar to what was burned came to his nose, and then what caught Zhou Hong's eyes was a "melted" zombie on the ground.

In Zhou Hong's opinion, the male zombie in front of him is indeed "melting...... No, rather, it should be in the process of "melting". The zombie that fell to the ground was silent, its face still maintained a hideous expression, its upper body remained intact for the time being, but starting from the lower body, the whole body was in a state of ablation: a large number of fine foams kept coming out, the naked eye saw the speed of flesh ablation, and the strong smell of burning came from above.

"it...... This is worse than being splashed with strong sulfuric acid...... At this melting rate, it won't take a few minutes to melt the entire corpse......" Seeing the melting zombie in front of him, Zhou Hong's face changed, "Is there such an awesome weapon in the hotel?" You can also melt zombies...... And how can there be no one in the hotel......" Thinking of this, Zhou Hong suddenly looked up vigilantly and looked around, the surroundings were still quiet, the lights were not turned on in the whole hotel, and the light was relatively dim......

The rest of this splendid hotel is good, but the lighting is not very sufficient, but I don't know why the people who designed this hotel did not take into account the lighting...... Therefore, in order to ensure the lighting, the electric lights in the shape of so many palace lamps hanging on the ceiling beams in the hotel will not be turned off if there is nothing to do.

The whole hotel includes a hall with four floors, the decoration style of each floor is the same antique style, except for the hall on the first floor is directly set up tables and chairs to eat without private rooms, from the second floor each floor is equipped with five private rooms, such a scale of the hotel, in a small city of the fifth line can be regarded as luxurious.

But now it was quiet, and the light was dim, and the only source of light as far as the eye could see was the not too big rays of the sun shining in from the open doorway, and it was not far away...... This kind of atmosphere does feel quite oppressive. I always felt that there would be some unknown danger hidden around me that I couldn't see clearly......

"Let's turn on the light first......" With the experience of often coming to this hotel to ask his father for money in the past, Zhou Hong lightly found the light switch on the wall next to the cash register and pressed it, but the light was not on.

"Bad luck, is there a power outage? Or tripped? Zhou Hong muttered quietly, but there was nothing he could do about it, although he used to come often, but Zhou Hong really didn't know where the main switch of the electric switch in this hotel was.

"Forget it, it's just a four-story building, although the light is dim and not very clear, but be careful, it should be fine, zombies like last night shouldn't be all over the street......" Zhou Hong thought to himself, his father usually played cards in a room on the top floor of the hotel, and tightened the dagger in his hand.

In fact, after entering the hotel, Zhou Hong's heart has been filled with a sense of crisis, the huge hotel, quietly seems to have no one, plus the melting zombie that he encountered after entering the hotel, although Zhou Hong thought comfortingly in his heart what kind of weapon caused it; But Zhou Hong, who has always had a relatively accurate premonition of a small crisis, has a slight "persecution paranoia", and he always has a feeling: 'There is something else frightening here, that kind of thing kills zombies', but Zhou Hong has been suppressing this idea.

Shaking his head and driving away these messy thoughts that had unconsciously popped up in his head, Zhou Hong comforted himself a few more words, and endured the burning smell that had been permeating the hotel and walked towards the stairs on the second floor.

Due to the dim light, the range of sight is not very clear, coupled with the faint sense of crisis in his heart that he always feels that something is hidden in the dark, Zhou Hong walks cautiously, the speed is not fast, every time he passes by a neatly placed table, Zhou Hong will deliberately slow down to observe if there is something hidden under the table, but every time it is a false alarm, there is nothing.

"Huh...... Am I too timid? He also said that he was not a coward......" When he was about to reach the staircase leading to the second floor, Zhou Hong stopped and smiled self-deprecatingly, because so far, except for the oppressive atmosphere around him, he had not encountered any danger.

"Alas...... It comes down to not being strong enough on my own...... If I'm strong enough, I'll be able to deal with any danger...... If I was strong enough, my mother wouldn't have died......" Zhou Hong suddenly felt very hated for himself, hated his cowardly character very much, in the final analysis, ---------- was not strong enough.

"Huh" took a deep breath, no longer thinking about these things, Zhou Hong walked to the corner ......of the stairs. Turning the corner, Zhou Hong's heart suddenly shrank, cold sweat immediately broke out, and the dagger in his hand unconsciously raised in front of him, because he saw a zombie in the darkness not far in front of him! The zombie was standing facing Zhou Hong, with a pair of orange corpse eyes on his hideous face, which looked particularly dazzling in the dark---------- this was a zombie of the same level as last night.

"Damn, this damn crow's beak ......" Seeing that the zombie in front of him was just standing and didn't pounce on him for the first time, Zhou Hong thought with annoyance, just said that the zombie like last night would not be so easy to encounter again, and it ran into the second one in a blink of an eye, do you dare to carry it again?

The palm of his right hand holding the dagger was oozing with sweat, his body was trembling slightly unconsciously, Zhou Hong's eyes were staring at the zombie in front of him, and he didn't dare to blink. In this way, the two sides remained motionless for a second...... Two seconds...... Three-second ...... After five seconds, the zombie in front of him still didn't move, and Zhou Hong was messy.

"Uh...... Eldest brother...... You move...... Let me know you're still alive...... No...... You're dead...... Don't be so scary......" Ten seconds later, Zhou Hong finally couldn't stand such a depressing atmosphere, and whispered to the zombie in front of him, and then felt like an idiot after speaking, how could the zombie understand, so naturally he didn't get any response.

"Okay......" After a few more seconds, seeing that the zombie in front of him had not moved, Zhou Hong finally had the courage to slowly move a few steps closer to the direction of the zombie, and it was also at this time that Zhou Hong saw that there was a protruding green spike on the head of the zombie in front of him, as if someone had inserted it from the back of his head and then pierced it out of his forehead.

This zombie has been killed, and looking at the zombie standing quietly, there is no doubt about it. The brain is destroyed, this is the way to kill zombies at this stage, and there may be other methods, but Zhou Hong has not found it yet, so he can only destroy the zombie's head according to ----------the concept he has seen in some post-apocalyptic novels or film and television works in the past, fortunately, this method is effective.

The green spikes are more like the rhizomes of a plant, covered with white brains and dark viscous blood, and when he walked in to see Zhou Hong, he found that this zombie was covered with scars, and many places on his body were pierced and penetrated by a smaller green spike, and the rest of the body surface was like being torn apart by a whip, and the carrion was rolling, and the wound was left with fishy and sticky black blood.

What fixed the zombie so that it could stand after death was a few slightly larger rattan-like spike objects, and the "rattan" broke out from the imitation wood grain tile floor on both sides of the zombie's feet, and directly inserted into the zombie's body, playing a supporting role, so that the zombie was still standing after death.

Looking at these rattans that can even kill mutant zombies, Zhou Hong shuddered: "Mom, there won't be mutant plants...... " Thinking in his heart, he also knew that in this world where even zombies that were only seen in novels or movies and television appeared before, it was normal for some other strange things to appear......

"This is ......" After observing the zombie at close range, he found that there was a relatively large laceration wound at the heart of the zombie, and through the wound Zhou Hong saw a round object, even in the dim environment around, it still emitted a faint orange light.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Hong, who was afraid that the zombie still carried the virus, turned around and walked to a table not far away and tore off a tablecloth, wrapping his left hand layer by layer, and then returned to the zombie, raised the dagger in his other hand, and carefully inserted it into the torn part of the zombie's chest, he wanted to pick out the round object that emitted a faint orange light at the zombie's heart.