The kung fu of escaping just now was extremely draining both his physical strength and mental energy, and at this moment, he was hungry.

Gotta eat some.

At this time, he finally remembered what he had just bought at the store, the water was accidentally dropped on the ground by him, but the bread and spicy strips were still there, and he was still holding it tightly in his hand when he ran away just now, but as soon as he entered the door, he threw it on the floor of the living room.

Walked back to the living room, picked up the two things, unpacked the bread, took a hard bite, and chewed it heavily.

With food in his stomach, his chaotic brain finally calmed down.

However, while eating, involuntarily, the scene of the zombies eating people he saw downstairs before came to his mind, and he spit out all the food in a bite of "wow".

Qiming lay on the ground, leaned close to his head, looked at his vomit curiously, and even stretched out his fingers to stir it, picking out a lot of semi-solid substances from a pool of turbid and blue liquid, both yellow and white.

Not......

The yellow one should be the bread that I just ate, and as for the white one, Qiming thought about it, maybe it was last night's supper that hadn't been digested yet.

However, since he hadn't digested it, why did he feel hungry at this time? This is a problem.

Qiming decided not to dwell on this, because after throwing up, he was even hungrier.

At this time, the bread had already been eaten by him in three or two bites, but fortunately, there were still spicy strips.

So, he sat next to his vomit, unpacked the spicy strips, put his middle finger against the bottom of the bag, pushed out two, didn't rinse his mouth, didn't wipe his mouth, and took a big bite.

For a while, the spicy, sweet, salty, and monosodium glutamate flavors filled his mouth, if it was usual, this smell Qiming would feel very fond of it, but now,

"Wow"

He vomited again, and he didn't have time to remove the spicy strip from his mouth, and the vomit spit into the spicy strip bag.

"!"

Qi Ming angrily threw the remaining spicy strips covered with vomit far away.

With a "pop", the spicy strips hit the snow-white wall of the living room along with the packaging, and the vomit inside squirted out and splashed on the wall, but Qiming didn't see it.

After thinking about it, he got up from the ground again, walked to the refrigerator placed in the corner of the living room, opened the refrigerator door, and took out the unfinished takeout he ordered yesterday.

I don't use chopsticks, I just grab it with my vomit-stained hand and stuff it into my mouth.

Halfway through eating, I vomited again.

He didn't care, continued to eat, and threw up three times.

Finally, for the fourth time, I stopped throwing up.

He's used to it.

However, the remaining takeaway in the refrigerator was also eaten and vomited by him, and it was all gone.

He was still hungry, but there was nothing left in the house for him to eat.

“TMD。”

After standing dumbfounded for a while, Qiming turned around, walked to the balcony, and looked down.

The balcony is facing in the same direction as the door of the shop downstairs, and in front of it is a not wide asphalt road, barely enough to accommodate two buses side by side.

At this time, there were no living people downstairs, and he saw the three who had bitten before, who were swaying slowly on the road below, and he also saw the shopkeeper.

He actually stood up again, and he also swayed there, only the one who was bitten at the beginning was probably eaten too thoroughly, and he was still lying there, dead.

It's not just these few, looking further away, many figures are wandering on the road, Qiming roughly counted, counting the four downstairs, there are a total of about twenty on the whole street, not much, but also a lot.

These......

Qiming didn't know why he should call these living dead, but the name zombie should be quite appropriate for now.

The previous encounter made him understand that these zombies are not the most well-known type of people who are slow to do anything, don't look at this moment swaying and wandering below, once they encounter a living person, they will immediately burst out with amazing strength and speed.

When he was downstairs before, if he hadn't pushed those three to the ground at the last moment, he couldn't get up for a while, maybe he wouldn't have been able to escape.

Looking at it this way, he was stunned for a while, but he saved him, otherwise, if he had to compete with speed, he might not be able to outrun those zombies after not exercising for many years.

“...... Is the end of the world coming? ”

Leaning out from the balcony, he looked at the zombies wandering below again, and Qiming muttered.

And at the moment when he finished speaking, extremely abruptly, a few lines of text appeared in the center of his field of vision:

"Trigger keyword, doomsday, system on......

...... Starting, please later.

The startup is complete, welcome to the xxx system. ”

Or Song Ti.

"I'll go, what's that?!"

Qiming was so frightened that he subconsciously leaned back, he had just experienced an emergency, his nerves were very fragile, and this time he used too much force, and he almost threw his head up and fell over.

Barely steady, Qiming refocused his attention on the center of his vision, and at this moment, the lines of text changed:

"The name is successful, welcome to the "I'm going, what's the matter" system."

"Uh......"

Now, Qiming could be sure that what he was seeing was not an illusion or anything else, and that there was indeed a line of text in his field of vision.

After being stunned for a long time, Qiming muttered a sentence:

"The Trisolarans have finally invaded?"

“……”

A series of ellipses appeared in front of him, and the ellipses kept flashing, as if a normal computer was retrieving data.

After a few seconds, the text changed again, flashing a symbol:

“-_-||”

A capital embarrassment.

"Uh......"

Qiming also knew that he was a bit of a mistake, and neither side spoke again for a while.

Then, after a while, the system seemed to decide to break this embarrassment and get straight to the point,

"The first time you use the system, you will be rewarded with a soil dog, please check."

And then

"Wang!"

"it!!"

What it was like for a big black dog to appear at his feet out of thin air, Qiming now realized.

His eyes widened as he looked at the big black dog at his feet, which was knee-high above him.

Then he looked up at the center of his field of vision, where his imaginary system was, and said with a shocked expression:

"Your dog is black?"

“......”

For Qiming's concerns, the system's mood seems to be complicated, but it still explains:

"This is the purest bloodline of earth dogs, and it is not the same as what you usually see on the street."

"Okay."

What else can Qiming say, he has never had a dog, and he doesn't know what breed it is, what the system says is what it is.

He only felt a bit like a wolf dog, fierce and fierce, the kind of person who usually needed to walk around when he saw him on the street, but at this time he was around his feet and had fun.

"So, you're real?!"

Qiming cautiously said that a living big dog appeared in front of him out of thin air like this, and did not give him a chance to question at all.

"Yes."

The answer was concise and to the heart of the matter.

He pointed to the balcony again,

"That's out there...... The end of the world? ”

"Yes."

"Because of what?"

"I don't know!"

Answer with confidence.

"Uh......"

There was another moment of silence, and Qiming took a moment to let his brain recognize reality, and then spoke again:

"What should I do?"

The system was silent for a moment, as if thinking.

In the middle of the night, three words were typed:

"Live."

Qiming was silent.

And then

"Goo-"

His stomach was barking again, and he had to get something to eat.