Chapter 3 Weak Chicken Zombies
"Nearly a kilogram of gold!"
Wang Xiaochuan was simply stunned. Except at the counter of the gold shop, he had never seen so much gold at the same time! Not to mention holding it in your hand and playing with it yourself!
He looked at Uncle Yan's corpse with extremely complicated eyes: "No wonder he turned into a zombie in the end and is still on the balcony, if I have so much gold, let alone become a zombie, even if I become shit, I will hold the gold in my arms!" ”
"I didn't expect that Uncle Yan, a guy who looks very ordinary on weekdays, has so much gold hidden in his house! And so much high-end furniture, appliances! He's so rich! With these things alone, his ten-year salary is not enough! ”
Wang Xiaochuan shook his head, feeling worthless for Uncle Yan in his heart. What is the saddest thing in life? People die, and money is gone. Then he smiled bitterly again, he was not worth anything compared to Uncle Yan.
He'd enjoyed it, but now he's dead, and he doesn't know anything. But he was struggling to survive in these last days.
"Now that it's all like this, what's the use of me asking for money?"
Crash!
He dropped a bag of jewelry on the ground and turned away dejectedly. As he reached the door, he paused, thought for a moment, and walked back again, picking up the thick gold chain he had found at the beginning and hanging it around his neck. Then I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
"Made, I haven't enjoyed it before, and now it's all the end of the world, and I still don't enjoy it? Maybe I'll die when I rush out later, and I feel what it feels like to wear this half-pound leash around my neck! ”
Wang Xiaochuan saw that Hunting Xin was happy to enjoy it carefully, and then walked out of the room with a kitchen knife.
"Now that the whole city is full of zombies, I have to kill them to find the other survivors."
Wang Xiaochuan walked around the room, paying attention to the movement outside from time to time.
After about half an hour, he suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling. It sounded like the sound of a large meat bag filled with soup falling from a height.
He was stunned and immediately understood.
"One of the two zombies has fallen!"
His heart moved, and he cautiously opened the door. The corridor was empty, and he glanced to the first floor, and sure enough, he saw a zombie that had fallen and was already dead and could no longer die.
"This is an opportunity!"
Wang Xiaochuan immediately picked up the kitchen knife and rushed upstairs, there was no one on the third floor, no one on the fourth floor, and on the top five floors, he finally saw the only zombie left. The railing of the staircase broke, and it was apparently from here that another zombie fell.
"Give me death!"
Wang Xiaochuan didn't wait for the zombie to react, so he rushed up and slashed at his neck!
"Poof!"
Heads fall, zombies fall. A mist of blood flew out again and burrowed into his body. This time, he actually felt that his legs, which were sore and swollen from rushing to the fifth floor in one breath, were actually relieved a lot!
"This blood mist still has this effect? How did zombies start? Unknown virus? How come I haven't been infected? Am I naturally immune to this virus? ”
Wang Xiaochuan couldn't figure it out when he thought about it, and now he can't find someone to ask. It's been a few hours since he woke up, and he didn't hear a single movement, as if the whole world had died!
Xiurong City is not big, and if a person fires a cannon in the south of the city, he can faintly hear it in the north of the city. If there are still living people in the city, there will always be a little movement!
After killing the last zombie in the corridor, Wang Xiaochuan put down the new one he was carrying a little. He rested for a moment and began to walk towards the first floor.
As he passed through every house, he would look inside. On the one hand, it is to guard against the sudden attack of zombies that may exist in the room, and on the other hand, it is also to find something useful.
Unfortunately, most people's doors were open, and a few dead bodies were found inside, but not zombies. He didn't expect any guns or anything like that. As a result, he could only use a kitchen knife in one hand and a frying pan in the other. Wearing a worn motorcycle helmet on his head, he cautiously walked to the first floor.
After coming to the first floor, Wang Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief. The door on the first floor is intact and tightly closed. The previous two zombies seemed to have been on the first floor.
He leaned on the window and looked crookedly for a while, and found that there were not many zombies in the yard, only four or five hiding in the corner. The zombies are all badly decomposed, and their movement speed is extremely slow, and they all look like old men.
But thinking that he was about to rush into it, Wang Xiaochuan's heart was still thundering. He tucked the pan into his belt, grabbed the doorknob, and kept wearing a rough fit.
“1 …… 2 …… 3!! ”
Crash!
The door on the first floor was opened, and Wang Xiaochuan rushed out with a brisk step. The few zombies in the yard were really slow to react, and he had already run out a few steps before they raised their heads to look at him very slowly. And there are a few people who are away from him and don't even notice his existence at all!
"Can't these zombies have the ability to hear or smell?"
Wang Xiaochuan recalled Uncle Yan and another zombie who were killed by himself, and found that he really realized himself when he walked a very close distance.
"It seems that the alert range of these zombies is very small!"
Wang Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief, the most terrifying thing about zombies is the group attack, two fists are invincible with four hands, even if he has superhuman strength, he will be drowned in the vast sea of people's war!
"I guess I've turned on the easy mode!"
Wang Xiaochuan tried to imagine everything in front of him as a game, so that he probably wouldn't have a nervous breakdown.
Since the vigilant range of zombies is very small and the speed of action is also very slow, Wang Xiaochuan felt that there was no need for him to rush over recklessly.
His gaze was fixed on each zombie, as far away as he could from them. Slowed down and walked towards the entrance of the community.
But soon he discovered a problem, he still didn't know the warning range of zombies. If you walk out like this and accidentally touch a zombie, it is still easy to be besieged!
"You have to clean up and get out at the same time! …… First of all, we have to understand the reaction range and reaction mode of these zombies......"
Wang Xiaochuan thought for a moment, took a detour, and came to a corner of the courtyard. There was a lone zombie here, far away from the other zombies, obviously beyond their boundaries.
This zombie is a woman, she is still very young, if she is still alive, Wang Xiaochuan is very interested in discussing life issues with her. But now her corrupt and pale face did not interest him in the slightest.
When he cautiously walked a meter away from the zombie, the zombie who had been hanging his head finally moved. She raised her head slightly, looked at Wang Xiaochuan, and let out a sticky and disgusting roar in her throat.
"Give me death!"
Wang Xiaochuan made a quick decision and slashed at the zombie's neck with a knife. The zombie's neck is fragile, and a kitchen knife slashing into it feels like cutting off a bone that has been cooked and become soft and brittle.
After a knife, his neck broke and his head rolled off, leaving only a little skin on it. The zombie's body still squirmed slightly for a while, and then fell to the ground weakly.
Then, a blood-colored aura floated out of the zombie's body again and burrowed into his body.
"What the hell is this blood-colored breath? Can I use this to become stronger? ”
He moved his body, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but his body seemed to have really changed somewhat. These blood-colored breaths were fast, and there was no time to dodge when killing zombies. Since there was no way to dodge, he had no choice but to let them burrow into his body and let them develop naturally.