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On January 21, 2014, in a residential building, a figure moved his fingers on a black and red dirty bed.

Of course, this figure is flying.

I opened my eyes with difficulty, but my whole body still seemed weak and weak, and I struggled to sit up.

"Shhh...... ...... hiss" A piercing pain came from his fingers, and he inhaled cold air in pain. Although the blood on the fingers had dried up, seven or eight of the nails on the 10 fingers had fallen off.

"No wonder it hurts so much! But it's already a great joy that I haven't turned into a zombie! I got out of bed with difficulty, and subconsciously picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at it.

Fortunately, Yang Yifei's mobile phone is a domestic product, although there is no such and such function, but the mobile phone battery capacity is very large, and it can be used for about a month on a single charge, and now there are still 2 grids of power left, which has to be replaced by a foreign Apple Samsung, which has long been out of power.

I complained casually, looked at the time, and it showed the 21st. He was only in a coma for one night, and he was afraid that he would be in trouble for another three or five days after he was in a coma this time.

Picked up the towel that washed his face and took a little water from the water dispenser, endured the pain from his fingers, wiped his face, and felt a little sober under the stimulation of cold water.

Although this pain made him uncomfortable, compared to the pain of yesterday, it was simply a small thing. Sitting back on the bed, Yang Yifei turned on the game system, only to find that his attributes had changed drastically:

Name: Yang Yifei

Level: Level 2

Strength: 18 (12)

Dexterity: 10 (7)

Mental Power: 10 (5)

体lì:13(8)

Free attribute points: 0

Passive Skill: True Eye (This skill cannot be upgraded)

Upgrade XP: 5/20

The level is still level 2, but the strength has reached 18 points, and he remembers that before he fell unconscious, his strength seemed to be only 12, and his agility was only 7 points.

"What's going on? Could it be related to being scratched by zombies? Yang Yifei couldn't help but secretly wonder.

Although he vaguely guessed that his attribute improvement was related to the pain, Yang Yifei didn't dare to jump to conclusions. After resting for about an hour, I regained some strength. I got up and poured a large glass of water into my mouth, and then I felt a lot better.

I changed into dry clothes, got myself something to eat, and after eating, my body's strength was almost restored.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Yang Yifei looked at himself in the mirror with a frightened face, as if he had seen something terrible. Taking a few deep breaths and patting his face, Yang Yifei forced himself to calm down.

In the mirror, he looked very sloppy, with hair that seemed to have not been washed for decades, knotted one by one, and his face was covered with blood.

But these were not the reasons for his fear, at this time his eyes were no longer black and white pupils and eyes, but completely turned into dead fish eyes like zombies.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at himself in the mirror again, still with gray-white eyes.

"What's wrong with my eyes? Am I a zombie? Yang Yifei panicked. Hurriedly opened his mouth and looked at his teeth, which were not as sharp as zombies, they were still flat as before.

"Although I didn't become a zombie, the virus still invaded my body, not only bringing me an improvement in attributes, but also turning my eyes gray-white without pupils!" Yang Yifei instantly guessed that it should be the change after being scratched by zombies, although he didn't know whether it was good or bad, but Yang Yifei also put his mind at ease, as long as he didn't become a zombie, the rest was still acceptable.

After all, nothing else is much compared to turning into a zombie......

When the last zombie fell under the improvised spear that flew up, he was visibly relieved.

After nearly 5 days of fighting, the zombies in the entire building have been cleaned up by him one by one, and now the entire building has not been searched except for the rooftop, and all other places have been searched, and it can basically be said that this building belongs to him.

The spear he is holding now is also made by himself after his injuries have healed, and a zinc crossing pipe about 1.5 meters has been removed from the water pipe in his house, and the fruit knife used to commit suicide is firmly tied together with iron wire, so that a weapon in hand is born.

At this time, it has been half a month since he was scratched by zombies, and the wound on his finger has healed in a week, I don't know if it has been modified by the virus, Yang Yifei has not only improved his physical appearance, but also his body's healing ability has become extremely strong.

However, although the virus has brought him great benefits, it has also brought him a disadvantage, that is, the food intake has increased by leaps and bounds.

And as long as he thinks back to the pain of that day, there is still a huge shadow in his heart until now, and that kind of pain is not at all something that people can bear, and even he himself does not know how he survived.

Kicked the corpse of the zombie aside at will, and began to search for supplies, he has gained a lot in the past half a month, just harvesting five or six hundred catties of rice, more than 30 catties of noodles, and countless other drinks and beers.

And he has also risen to level 4 without danger, and his attributes have changed dramatically at one time, his strength alone has reached 24 points, and his agility has reached 16 points, which is more than double that of an ordinary adult, which also makes him have the confidence to live for the first time.

But this time the confidence is not blind, but based on his own strength, after all, with the lesson of the last blood, he will not be blindly overconfident.

But he also found the shortcomings of this game, that is, there will be no full state resurrection or anything in place when leveling up, which also makes him a little regretful, but he is already very satisfied with this game system, and he doesn't care much about this little flaw.

And as more and more zombies are killed, he is becoming more and more proficient in killing zombies, and now as long as he does not face more than 10 zombies at the same time, he can get out of the whole body, and he can even slowly eat away 10 zombies with a speed nearly 3 times higher than that of zombies.

After looking for a while, Yang Yifei was disappointed, the family did not have much food at home, and the rice was only a pitiful 20 catties, but what surprised him was that he actually found about 20 catties of potatoes that had begun to sprout in the corner.

It has been nearly 2 months since the outbreak of the end times, and in the past two months, he has never seen even a single vegetable leaf, let alone any vegetables.

Ecstatically carrying this bag of potatoes back home, took out about 10 of them, cut off the germinated places, washed them casually, cut them into shreds, fried a plate of shredded potatoes, and ate them with white rice.

It's not how hungry he is, it's just that in the past two months, it's either instant noodles or egg fried rice, and he's long been tired of it.

After eating, Yang Yifei didn't plan to rest, he wanted to go up to the rooftop to have a look, he wanted to completely occupy this building.

Descending the stairs to the seventh floor, a large iron door stood in front of him, and a large rusty lock hung from it. I tried to pry it with a spear, but the lock on the iron door did not move at all, and it was still hanging intact.

But fortunately, he was prepared, picked up a big hammer on the side, and smashed it on the big lock, "Tom! The lock opened.

Kicking open the big iron door and entering the rooftop, the ground is littered with all kinds of debris and construction waste, so that people can't find a place to put their feet.

After working for a long time, I sorted out a road, stood on the edge of the rooftop, looked downstairs, there were not many zombies on the street downstairs, but they were distributed on the street in twos and threes.

But Yang Yifei knew that this was an illusion, God knows how many zombies there were in the place where he couldn't see, looked at it for a while, and didn't find anything else, turned around and went downstairs to return home, sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and he didn't know what he was thinking in the smoke!!

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