By the time Chen Yingying woke up, the sun was shining outside the window, and the golden sunlight shot into the window at a radial angle, dyeing his ass golden. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Chen Yingying scratched his head and sat up, with a splitting headache, as if a villain had pricked him with a needle in his head.

He groaned, rubbed his eyes, and was startled by what the room was in—the floor was full of canned and grocery bags, and a floor of wine bottles.

"What the fuck is going on?" Chen Yingying opened his eyes wide and tried to recall what happened last night, but he couldn't remember anything, only vaguely remembered that after drinking too much yesterday, he cried and laughed, and punched over and over again, and at the end, he drank bottle after bottle and gulped down.

He grabbed the pillar above the head of the bed and wanted to stand up, but he didn't expect that with a soft "pop", the solid wood column was actually broken off by him.

What's going on? He raised his hands, and realized that although he had a terrible headache, he seemed to have inexhaustible strength in his body.

He didn't believe in evil and chopped the pillar at the head of the bed with his hand, and with a "click", the pillar made of solid wood was split into two pieces by him.

"Did I become a zombie too?!" Chen Yingying was shocked, and hurriedly rolled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom mirror.

Fortunately, although the person in the mirror has a scruffy beard, two dark circles under his eyes, and looks haggard, there is nothing abnormal.

He ran to the next room, which had a whole set of barbells, which he had previously bought for exercise.

Twenty kilograms! Too light! Fifty kilograms! Still too light! The weight kept going up, until it was 200 kilograms, and then it felt a little hard, but it was just a bit of a stretch.

He was taken aback by the change in his strength, you know, he used to weigh only twenty kilograms in one-handed grabs!

"Did you eat something last night?" Chen Yingying frowned, carefully recalling what happened last night.

"Is it because you practiced boxing last night?" He jumped up, squatted down and began to practice.

With only nine postures and a slow movement, this set of punches is different from the gentleness of Tai Chi, and the purpose of this set is to strive to use all the strength of the whole body in every movement.

Again! Twice! When Chen Yingying hit it for the third time, he obviously felt that there was a stream of air under his navel spinning, and his whole body was extremely sore, and a tidal wave of hunger rushed towards him. This hunger was so strong, as if he had been hungry for half a month.

There was no way, Chen Yingying had no choice but to rush to the kitchen, tearing open the bags of various snacks and stuffing them into his mouth, while lighting a fire and cooking a large pot of rice.

After a while, the rice was not yet fully cooked, and he couldn't wait to stuff a lot of it into his mouth, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

After a while, a large pot of rice was swallowed by Chen Yingying, and the feeling of hunger was slightly relieved.

After drying up the five pots of rice, he felt a hint of fullness in his stomach, and he touched his stomach, but found that there was no bulging feeling, as if such a large pile of food had entered a bottomless pit.

Chen Yingying collapsed to the ground, and found that he didn't have the slightest strength in his body, he opened his mouth wide in horror and wanted to shout, but he could only make a "hiss" sound.

It feels like a seriously injured vegetative person, still conscious, but unable to control his body.

He lay on the ground, and it took more than four hours before he felt the strength return to his body, and then it became bigger and bigger, as if there was a stream of air rotating in his body, and his whole body seemed to be about to explode, and it was extremely full.

Chen Yingying stood up and tried to jump, but with a "bang", his head hit the ceiling directly, hitting a small pit on the roof, and the lime and cement were scattered all over him.

Then he walked to the next room and tried to lift the 200-kilogram barbell again, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that the weight was significantly lighter.

But his heart was even more puzzled. That's not right, I used to practice boxing every day, why didn't I find such an effect, if I had such an effect earlier, then I wouldn't have practiced to become a superman earlier?

Is it because of the red haze? Because only the red mist was the first time he had seen it. If the red mist can make zombies change, can it also make people evolve?

He thought about it for a long time and came to this conclusion: Red Mist + Food + Practicing Boxing = Evolution.

But then the problem was that there might not be enough food, and he ate all the snacks and two bags of rice for this meal.

If you eat this way, you'll have to starve tomorrow, and he can feel that hunger just now, it's so uncomfortable. No wonder it has been said before that the most uncomfortable way to die is to starve a person to death.

Chen Yingying picked up the binoculars and looked at the street from the window, and there was a small supermarket on the other side of the street. There is food there, but in the same way, there must be a lot of zombies there, in addition to ordinary zombies, there are also many mutated ones.

In particular, the fat zombie who forced him to jump off the building occupied an open space in front of the supermarket gate, and it seemed like an impossible task to enter the supermarket.

And through his observation in the past two days, he found that there are also levels and categories among these zombies.

Zombies are basically divided into three categories, in addition to ordinary zombies, one type evolves to the agility type, and the other type evolves to the strength type, like the fat zombie is the power type. And zombies also have the concept of territory among themselves, and they will not leave their territory easily, and they will fight with each other.

For example, the fat zombie is a strength type, and it has evolved to the second stage, which is estimated to be related to how many people it has eaten.

On the other side of the street, there is also an agile zombie that has evolved to the second stage, and between the two zombies, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and sticks to its own territory.

"Three L1, one L2, four S1, one S2, and 149 ordinary zombies." Chen Yingying wrote down the number of zombies in a notebook, and in order to make it easier to distinguish, he also gave the zombies a name, using the initial letter of pinyin, and the power type is called L and the speed type is called S.

At present, only second-level evolved zombies have been discovered, and as for the third-level yet, they have not been found yet.

How can so many zombies get to the supermarket? Chen Yingying frowned.

In fact, he also wanted to try what kind of power his strength could exert after facing zombies, but his always cautious personality still made him stop this idea, and it was his usual style to exchange the least price for the greatest success.

"If only I had wings, I would fly straight over." Chen Yingying muttered to himself.

"Fly over? That's right! Just fly over! "Suddenly! A flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he jumped up excitedly.

He hurriedly ran to the rooftop, and he remembered that when the building opposite was built before, this wire was drawn from their side, and it was a high-voltage wire, each of which was as thick as a finger, and there was absolutely no problem in lifting a person. Now that the power has been cut off again, this has become a natural channel.

After climbing to the roof of the building, he went down from the rooftop, and as for the zombies in the supermarket, Chen Yingying was very sure.

Because that building was built privately by a friend of his old friends. Chen Yingying used to go there a lot, so he was very clear about the structure of the whole building.

The whole building has only four floors, all of which are rented out, the first floor is a supermarket, the second and third floors have been changed to KTV, and the fourth floor is where the landlord himself lives.

The day of the lesion happened to be daytime, there must be no one in KTV, even if there were people, they would have been evacuated a long time ago, otherwise the roller shutter of the supermarket would not be closed, if it was just a dozen zombies, Chen Yingying was not afraid, even if he encountered a mutation, with his current strength, he would have the power to fight.

But now the big question is: what happens after it's over? People can go over, but supplies can't be transported, do they crawl around every day, just to get a meal in the past? Thinking of this, he began to worry again.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Yingying decided that he still wanted to go over and take a look, not only to get supplies, but more importantly, he wanted to hone his courage and will, and he wanted to become stronger!

From the moment he saw the mutated zombies, he knew that in this dark era, he could only survive by becoming strong! Instead of being trapped in this place like a prisoner.

Moreover, he was very interested in his mutated body, and he couldn't wait to see what kind of surprises this strengthened body could bring him.

When he set off, Chen Yingying cleaned his house. Remove the photo frame from the wall, take out the photos of the parents inside, and put them on your chest one by one. He had a hunch that he would probably not come back.

This house carries so many memories of him, his childhood, his youth, the good times he had with his parents, which made him reluctant to give up.

"Goodbye! My home! Chen Yingying locked the door and walked onto the rooftop.

To save weight, he only took the Nepalese saber and binoculars with him. Besides, now I'm going to a supermarket, and I can find a lot of things there.

The zombies on the streets were walking around, and these soulless bodies seemed to be tireless, refusing to stop for a moment, searching for the smell of flesh and blood.

Chen Yingying took out a glass bottle, and in the bottle was half a bottle of his blood, although the wire was very high from the ground, more than ten meters, but just in case, he still decided to temporarily lure away the zombies under the corridor.

He lifted the glass bottle and threw it towards the end of the street. The glass bottle flew in a beautiful arc in the air and shattered on the street more than 100 meters away.

The sound of the bottle hitting the ground attracted the attention of the zombies, and the first to react was the fat zombie L2 at the entrance of the supermarket, who turned its head, sniffed the air, and then went crazy, throwing off the stride in the direction of the glass bottle.

Soon the S2 on the right side of the street also reacted. It was not as big as L2, but it was more than a little faster than L2, and it quickly caught up. The two mutated zombies collided and began to bite in order to snatch the blood.

Soon the other zombies on the street reacted, and they frantically rushed over like sharks that smelled blood.

Now is the time! The zombies he saw all ran over, and Chen Yingying hurriedly climbed onto the high-voltage line. This street is an old street, only 15 meters wide, so the high-voltage line that is not long can withstand his weight, and if it is too long, it will be broken.

The process went smoothly, and Chen Yingying safely climbed to the opposite side and jumped on the rooftop of the opposite building.

The rooftop was a mess of building materials, and it seemed that the landlord wanted to add another layer to the original.

The small door leading from the rooftop to the building was open, and when it was blown by the wind, it swayed from side to side, making a "squeak, squeak" sound.

He settled down and walked in.

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