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Chen Yingying's somewhat strange name was chosen by his father.

Back then, this tough guy who had participated in the counterattack against Vietnam, who was not smiling and iron-clad, took over Chen Yingying from the nurse's hand, and after seeing his little sparrow, he couldn't help but kiss again and again, and burst into tears.

This can't be completely blamed on him Lao Tzu, he Lao Tzu got married relatively late, and he didn't have him until he was in his 30s, and their family has been passed down for five generations, and with Chen Yingying, he finally has an explanation for his ancestors.

In order to let him grow up peacefully and eliminate all unknown unstable factors in the bud, his father, who never believed in Buddhism, specially found a senior monk from Qianyuan Temple to help him read the eight characters.

It is said that the senior monk squinted his eyes for a long time and came to such a conclusion: this child's life is too hard, he was born to be a father and mother, and he has been lonely and helpless all his life, and if he wants to grow up peacefully, he has to afford a name that can be carried.

So his Lao Tzu ignored his mother's strong opposition and took down the domineering word "hero".

I have to say that the words of the senior monk still make some sense. Because when he was in college, his parents died in a car accident, and the name did not change his fate.

Hit by this, he was originally optimistic, and he was depressed from then on. His grades also plummeted, he dropped out of college, and he lived by renting out the shop left by his parents, and became a standard otaku. Addicted to online games and YY novels all day long, so much so that his girlfriend, who has been in love for many years, also left him.

Originally, Chen Yingying thought that his life would be so dull in the past, living in an ordinary house and eating an ordinary boxed lunch. If possible, maybe find an ordinary-looking woman to marry and have children. If nothing else, he will die in an ordinary bed in a few years, and only when he closes his eyes will he begin to sigh about life.

Until that day, everything changed.

It all started on June 2, 2015. That morning, Chen Yingxing, a standard otaku, turned on the computer as usual, ready to go to the starting point to see if there was an update to the novel he was chasing recently, or to the website he often went to to see if there were any latest small movies, maybe he could take advantage of his sleepiness to get a shot.

But as soon as I opened the computer, I was drowned out by the overwhelming pop-up news, a serious accident occurred at a nuclear power plant in California, USA, which produced a violent explosion and most of California was flattened.

The entire 9,000-mile sky of the United States is shrouded in an eerie orange color. The phenomenon of white nights has been observed in large areas. At the same time, about 2 million tons of dust were brought into the atmosphere at the same time, and the global temperature dropped by about 2 degrees.

The accident, which was called the second Tunguska explosion, did not have much impact on him at first.

Of course, the stock market has plummeted under the influence of Wall Street in the United States, but as a standard sling, of course, it has nothing to do with the high-level business of the stock market.

It wasn't until April 28 that a virus called X began to break out around the world.

The virus outbreak was so fast, starting at 9 a.m., when the news reported that the first infected person had appeared in the United States, to 3 p.m. infected people were found around the world. At first, Chen Yingying didn't care, he always thought that these were far away from him, until he saw with his own eyes that the fat boss of the bun shop downstairs gnawed off most of his woman's head.

Frightened, he hurriedly closed the doors and windows. Hiding at home, relying on the little food left at home to feed on it. Five days later, there was no living person in sight on the street, and there was silence all around, only the "click" sound of zombies wandering around was heard, and finally the electricity was stopped, the network was cut off, and the phone could not be reached.

"Am I the only living person in this world?" Chen Yingying muttered and thought about it, thinking back on his life, he couldn't help but sigh a little.

"Hey, let's die, anyway, there's nothing to worry about." Chen Yingying smiled bitterly, grabbed half of the bread wrapped in plastic wrap on the table, and opened it carefully.

This is what he has saved in the past few days, just to practice it for himself at the last moment.

After taking small bites of bread, he felt a little better in his burning stomach, grabbed half a bottle of Erguo on the table, poured a big mouthful, and began to check his equipment.

The last bit of food is gone, and if you don't go out to find something to eat, even if you don't get eaten by zombies, you have to starve to death, live or die? This is a multiple-choice question.

He took out a triangular file from the toolbox left by his old man, tightened it with iron wire, and tied it to the front of the mop rod to make a simple spear.

Chen Yingying has practiced with it many times in the past few days, and he can stab through the tin can, but he doesn't know what will happen if he stabs it on the head of a zombie.

In addition to the file, he found a pair of cut-resistant gloves, a half-meter-long crowbar, and a large iron wrench.

Picking up the spear, Chen Yingying changed into a leather coat, put on a pair of Martin boots for winter, and carried a large backpack that he had bought for mountain climbing. Then tie the crowbar to the backpack and insert the wrench into the back pocket of the backpack as a secondary weapon.

In fact, he originally planned to bring a kitchen knife, but after thinking about it, this light kitchen knife may not be able to cause damage to zombies, but he saw that those people on the street who were gnawed by other zombies turned into zombies and were still crawling on the ground.

Chen Yingying walked to the door, pricked up his ears, and listened for five minutes before gently opening the security door, the corridor was very quiet, thanks to his Lao Tzu's blessing, his family lived in a large suite with an elevator room between two households, so his target today was the opposite family.

The safety staircase was locked up as early as when the end came, and the elevator had no electricity, and the zombies couldn't come up, so Chen Yingying was safe for the time being.

The house opposite lives a small couple. The man was not very good-looking, thin, not tall, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and leather shoes all day long, and his hair was oily and shiny.

But the woman is very beautiful, with a bewitching figure and bumps. Especially the pair of murder weapons on the chest, which is the kind that makes people think of a bed at a glance, Chen Yingying has never been obscene with people in the elevator before.

I put my ear to the door and listened for a long time, it was quiet, it should be no one at home.

Chen Yingying relieved himself, picked up a crowbar and began to pry the door open. There is a strange pleasure in my heart inexplicably,

"Grandma drops! If it is replaced by Lao Tzu before the end of the year, does this count as stealing incense? ”

It took a long time to pry the door open, push the door open and enter, the layout of this house is the same as his set of 3 bedrooms and 2 living rooms, the decoration is very luxurious, mahogany furniture, 52-inch large LCD TV.

Chen Yingying just wanted to take off his backpack and prepare to search for food, when he heard two loud "bangs" from the bathroom, and the glass door of the entire bathroom came down with a "bang". With a strong smell of corpses, the man with glasses, who had turned into a zombie, pounced on him.

This is the first time Chen Yingying has seen a zombie at close range, and the current man with glasses no longer has the high-spirited appearance he used to have, he doesn't know where to throw his glasses, his face is covered with corpse spots, his eyes are bulging, he can't see his pupils, his mouth is open and he can stuff a fist, and he can see the black teeth in his mouth and the black saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

He screamed in fright, and subconsciously stabbed the spear forward, and with a "bang", the spear stabbed the man with glasses in the chest, but the man with glasses still pounced as if he was fine.

Chen Yingying was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and the glasses man's hands almost grabbed his face, but fortunately, the glasses man still had a spear in his chest and held him up.

Chen Yingying stepped back and touched the large wrench inserted in his backpack, he raised the wrench and smashed it frantically on the head of the man with glasses. One time, two times。。。。。。

It wasn't until the glasses man's head turned into a rotten watermelon that he stopped and gasped for air.

Looking at the smelly black blood and white brains, as well as the slightly twitching body of the man with glasses, Chen Yingying couldn't help retching, but he really hadn't eaten anything in the past few days, and he really couldn't vomit.

Enduring the feeling of disgust, Chen Yingying pulled the spear out of the glasses man's body, and the glasses man was completely unable to see the human appearance.

He touched the palm of the glasses man with the tip of his spear, and the glasses man's palm had grown pitch-black sharp nails, which were very hard, and he had no doubt that if he had given himself such a blow to his face just now, his nose would have been scratched off at once.

Chen Yingying settled down and thought that there should be a woman who killed a man.

Fortunately, the doors were closed, and he grabbed his spear and began to listen from door to door, and sure enough, there was a "bang" sound in the master bedroom.

Chen Yingying was not reckless this time, thought about it, and first moved a set of sofas from the living room to block the bedroom door in half, so as not to prevent the zombies from rushing out. He took a deep breath and quickly pushed the door open with a twist of the handle.

Sure enough, the once stunner has turned into a monster. With a "whoosh", he rushed up, and was blocked by the sofa and could only wave his two paws in the air.

Chen Yingying sighed and stabbed his head fiercely, and the smelly corpse liquid splattered everywhere along the tip of the spear.

Holding back his nausea, he pulled a piece of sofa over the female zombie's still twitching corpse and began to search for his loot.

He was disappointed by the fact that the kitchen was empty, probably because the rich did not eat at home very often. There was no rice, no flour, not even a bottle of oil, and the only thing I was glad to have found was a few bottles of red wine and five chocolates.

Chen Yingying didn't give up, and then he played around in the bedroom for a while, turning out a lot of jewelry and brand-name bags, as well as two or three stacks of RMB that had not yet opened the bank seal. If he had been a thief before the end of the day, he would have laughed from ear to ear, but now he would rather exchange this for a few loaves of bread.

Chen Yingying opened a bottle of red wine, poured a few sips, ate two pieces of chocolate to replenish his strength, and began to think about his next move.

He carefully recalled everyone who lived in this building in his mind, and judged which ones were worth targeting.

The little couple on the fourth floor? No, both of them are civil servants, and they are often away from home, and they probably don't do much at home, at least he has never seen them buy groceries. Those otaku on the second floor? There may be a lot of instant noodles or something, but that suite is shared by several people, and the danger factor is too great.

That's right! Kobayashi! Chen Yingying's head flashed, and he suddenly remembered a person, who was a fat man who lived on the fifth floor, a natural foodie, and a paramilitary fan, who had collected a lot of cold weapons.

In the past, he displayed a custom-made Nepalese saber in front of Chen Yingying, which could cut iron nails without hurting the blade. If he picks up zombies, it's definitely better than the weapon he makes now.

As soon as he said it, he began to plan carefully.