The bite marks on the arms were deep enough to see the bone, and the blood was bleeding profusely.

Zhou Yan's mood was gloomy for less than ten seconds, and he was taken over by hunger: "No matter, even if I become a zombie, I will have a big meal before this, and I would rather be a full ghost than a hungry ghost." ”

He tore off the corner of his shirt and bandaged the wound briefly.

Then he took a deep look at the zombie that fell to the ground.

This is a zombie transformed from a young man, and it is indeed very similar to the description in the movie, with behavior, vital points, appearance, etc.

"I wonder if it has a crystal nucleus in its brain, and it can evolve if you eat it?"

Zhou Yan suddenly recalled the post-apocalyptic novels he had read at the starting point in his spare time, which contained descriptions of the crystal nuclei in the heads of zombies. This kind of novel is relatively nonsense, including zombie movies, which are nonsense without scientific basis, and it is impossible for zombies to rot all over their bodies, and they can still run and jump.

But now the impossible zombie appeared in front of him like this, subverting his three views of science.

It made him have to think about it.

"Maybe if I eat the crystal nucleus, I won't become a zombie, yes, it must be so!" Zhou Yan grabbed a straw like a drowning man.

He didn't want to die, even if it had been a decade or so, his life was not satisfactory and he was often miserable.

"Looking for a knife or a hammer, the skull is too hard to open."

Looking around, the roads around the entire property plaza were blocked, and there was no figure in sight, and there was no second zombie.

He picked up a brick from behind the tattered partition.

Walk back to the zombies.

The stench hit his nose and made him almost vomit. In his nearly 20 years of police career, he has participated in several major cases, Zhou Yan has seen dead people, corpses with a higher degree of decay than zombies, and he has also shot and killed a bandit with his own hands. But smashing the corpse's head was the first time I had done it.

The hungry and panicked hands inevitably trembled, and the bricks were smashed several times, either crooked or soft.

It took a lot of effort, hunger and exhaustion, and his eyes were about to burst into Venus, so he smashed the zombie's head open, and black dirty blood mixed with white brains flowed out of it.

He used half a brick, endured the stench and vomiting, and rummaged hard, but after looking for a long time, there was nothing suspected of being a crystal nucleus at all.

"No ...... nucleus"

The glimmer of hope that Zhou Yan had finally risen was shattered in an instant, and his heart was cold. He vaguely felt that the wound on his left arm was beginning to itch, as if some kind of virus was infecting him.

Inexplicably appeared in my mind all kinds of zombie infection movie images.

"I'm going to be a zombie soon."

He stood up tremblingly, clenched the pistol in his right hand, and shook away from the smashed corpse in his head step by step, his mental state was already groggy, and there was only one thought left - to eat a good meal before the transformation.

The tenants in the property plaza have long since been emptied, and there are no shops selling food.

He had to cross an open-air parking lot fenced off by a fence and past a few dusty cars to the intersection. The subway is built along the Huaihe Road in the east-west direction, so the North Second Ring Road, which runs north-south, is not blocked, and there are many shops around.

It was quiet, except for his own footsteps.

There were no zombies in sight.

The streets are a mess of paper, bags, garbage, and the burning wreckage of a few cars parked on the side of the road, as if there had been a riot.

There are many black marks on the ground.

"Probably a zombie attack...... But when did this happen...... How many days did I lie in the basement computer room...... Who saved me or kidnapped me? ”

Zhou Yan regained a little ability to think, and as he walked, his eyes suddenly lit up, because there was a small shop with a supermarket sign in front of him.

Having a supermarket means having something to eat.

Gasping for breath, I walked briskly to the small supermarket.

The glass doors had been smashed, the inside seemed to have been ransacked, the garbage was strewn all over the floor, and the shelves were all overturned. You can see that almost everything about food, drink, cigarettes, etc., has been emptied.

"You won't have nothing to eat, will you?"

He searched frantically, but fortunately, there were a few buckets of scattered Master Kong beef noodles in the corner, and a few bottles of pulses in the other corner, which should have been missed when they were looted.

Tearing open Master Kong's package, Zhou Yan directly ate it dry.

Take a bite, unscrew the cap again, take a sip of pulsation, and swallow the instant noodles.

After eating a bucket of instant noodles in a few big bites, tearing open the new barrel of packaging, and continuing to eat instant noodles in large gulps, the scene is like a starving ghost reincarnated, gobbling up, chewing instant noodles and clicking sounds.

Three buckets of instant noodles were in my stomach, and the hunger finally subsided slightly.

"Don't be a starving ghost."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

No more impatient eating.

began to chew slowly, and sorted out his thoughts by the way: "First of all, I need to figure out the current situation, what's going on outside, and whether there is really an outbreak of the zombie virus...... This is highly probable, and the streets in this neighborhood have been chaotic for at least some time, and there is no government to govern them, and there is obviously a big problem. ”

In recent years, despite the increasing number of social contradictions, it cannot be denied that the government has done a good job in urban governance, and various countermeasures have been very efficient.

"The second point is that I need to figure out what happened to me, why I ended up in the basement computer room, and whether I was kidnapped or transferred to the basement for treatment. One more point, how long I was in a coma and why for so long, I have no memory. ”

The changes in the streets and the appearance of zombies will obviously not be completed overnight, at least it will take time.

After being in a coma for more than a month, Zhou Yan couldn't imagine.

There is also an important point, where is the scar on his body. No matter how it is interpreted, no reasonable answer can be given other than dreaming.

"The third point is that I have to find the organization as soon as possible, the supermarket was ransacked, there must be survivors who survived, and organized, I have to join them, otherwise I won't be able to live alone...... But then again. ”

He looked down at the wound on his arm, which had been soaked in blood into a strip of red and black cloth, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Do I still have a chance to join the survivors, I'm afraid that in a while, I will become a zombie." ”

Come to think of it.

He was in no mood to summarize the fourth point.

I'm going to die, I'm going to transform into a zombie, and I'm still thinking about what to do in the future.

Fortunately, after many years of working as a police officer, his willpower was very strong, and he quickly cleaned up his negative emotions and stood up again: "No matter what, even if I die in an hour, I have to figure out what happened!" ”

He found a bag and filled the remaining buckets of stool and a few bottles of pulsation into it as his stockpile. I searched every corner of the supermarket and found a few packets of spicy strips, dried tea, a bottle of chewing gum and a bar of chocolate.

There were a lot of cooking utensils under the overturned shelves, and he pulled out a few short kitchen knives and pinned them to his trouser pockets in case he needed them. In modern society, many knives have become controlled knives and are not sold in supermarkets.

Only such knives.

A couple of lighters, packs of tissues were also found.

They were all packed into a handy bag and carried in his hand, and he wanted to find a backpack, but he didn't. After glancing at the completely empty small supermarket and checking the magazine of the 92 pistol, Zhou Yan walked out.

Just as he had just stepped out of the door, a sharp stabbing pain in his left eye made him squat on the ground in pain, unable to straighten his waist.

The stinging comes and goes as fast as it comes.

The next moment, Zhou Yan was stunned, he saw a light screen in his left eye, just like the picture in the robot's field of vision in the movie, an illusory human figure, as if projected on the eyeball, and as if projected in the air, surrounded by various data introductions.

Even if he closed his eyes, he could still see the light screen.