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February 9, 2013.

Since I was tossed back to life by the D virus nine days ago, after more than a week of recuperation, my body has almost recovered, and I slowly have the strength to start training. Although he has experienced a nightmare test of life and death, his body has not changed much, his strength has not increased, he has not become more flexible, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's myopic glasses have not been removed. Thinking of which pig's feet in the starting novel were infected by the virus, either they can have spatial abilities, get a storage space to play, or become Superman all over the world to find top zombies to fight alone, why don't we have such a good life?

He wanted to commit suicide after being played by the D virus, and his whole body was weak for a week, and he couldn't even hold his job.

"Alas!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed for a long time, the same person has a different life!

"Huh! Call! Scold! Call! Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped, and the iron spear thrust forward again and again, and retracted again and again. Sweat kept pouring out of his forehead, encroaching on the scars on his head, stinging slightly. He kept shooting guns, squandering his physical strength as much as possible, and adding a little bit of capital to save his life.

He put down the iron gun and rubbed his sore wrist, picked up the mineral water on the coffee table and drank it. "Hah!" felt a burst of comfort, although it was the end of the world, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that compared to before, he was now living a more fulfilling life than before. Exercise your physical fitness after waking up every day, eat breakfast, 5,000 assassinations, eat lunch, take a nap, practice assassination, eat dinner, play stand-alone games, and sleep! I don't even have the heart to appreciate the AV he used to treasure. Physical fitness is skyrocketing, and weight is plummeting.

"Man! It's all forced out! Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed.

As usual, he came to the window and raised his glasses to observe, and he had developed a habit that there was no scenery for him to see except for the zombies, and in the binoculars the zombies seemed to have reached the bottom of the nose, and he could see every move clearly.

Although it rained heavily for more than ten days, the sky was still so gloomy and gloomy, with black and gray clouds, blocking the winter sun in layers. Only the few weak spots let in a little light, illuminating the whole city.

"Is it starting to evolve?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang held the binoculars and muttered to himself, the heavy rain a few days ago did not wash away the streets, broken bones, broken glass, and discarded drink bottles were scattered everywhere.

Thinking of the heavy rain a few days ago, the body is a little faintly painful, the rain not only carries the virus, but also has a strong corrosiveness, the steel bar outside the window has become rusty, if it is not for every day to watch, Zhang Xiaoqiang must have thought that the fence has been corroded by water vapor for more than ten years, is that the rain is the legendary acid rain?

The rain-corroded clothes were torn apart by the zombies as they roamed, leaving only some rags hanging scattered on the zombies.

The zombies on the street are still wandering as before, a little more flexible between steps, the nails on the claws are longer, some zombies begin to become tall and strong, no longer stumbling between walks, no different from normal people walking, naked, exposed skin is black and translucent, many ordinary zombies in front of it were knocked to the ground, but it has no effect on it at all. Other zombies are thinner, shorter, more agile, more flexible, and can climb over some small obstacles, and the nails on their claws are longer, more than twice as long as ordinary zombies.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was a little cold, the zombies have begun to evolve, is there still hope for human beings? He held the binoculars, his hands slowly exerting force, and the blood on his fingers began to fade, appearing cyan.

Putting down the 10x binoculars, his mouth was full of bitterness, he lit a cigarette and inhaled it deeply into his lungs and slowly spit it out, leaning against the windowsill with only a head full of decadence.

Through these observations, there are about 200 zombies downstairs under Zhang Xiaoqiang, nine zombies that have evolved and mutated, three that are agile, and six that are powerful. The mutation rate is about five percent, and his city has a population of 500,000. The base number of mutant zombies that evolved into 25,000, the Chinese population is 1.5 billion, the mutant zombies are 75 million, and the world's population is 7 billion? He shuddered...... Don't dare to count it any further.

Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on the windowsill and stared blankly at the zombies downstairs, his feet full of cigarette butts. He remembered an American blockbuster he had seen before, "Dances with Wolves", in which the main character, Lieutenant Dunbar, lost contact with the outside world. He lives a peaceful and monotonous life alone in the boundless wilderness, accompanied only by a wild wolf with white front legs.

He is much stronger than Zhang Xiaoqiang, he has the whole wilderness, and Zhang Xiaoqiang can only be trapped in the house by countless zombies looking out the window. The wild wolf named "Two White Socks" likes to have fun around him, while Zhang Xiaoqiang only has a "nameless cockroach" that will only lie quietly at the bottom of the bottle and pretend to be dead.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the mineral water bottle and held it up in front of him, the cockroach was still pretending to be dead at the bottom of the bottle, shaking the bottle, the cockroach was crawling around at the bottom of the bottle, constantly trying to climb out of the bottle, and fell down again and again, Zhang Xiaoqiang watched quietly, some were sad for the cockroaches, and more for themselves, he was no different from the cockroaches in the bottle, they were bound by their own fate.

Looking at the cockroach with a sense of boredom in his heart, he suddenly wanted to go to the top of the building to see this day, this place, this city and the Yangtze River on the edge of the city!

I thought of it, fastened the saber, hung up the binoculars, picked up the iron gun and went out, climbed the stairs, the zombies in each room smelled Zhang Xiaoqiang's smell and scratched the door, went up the stairs to the rooftop, looked at the vast world, the depression in my heart slowly disappeared, the world was still so dark, a few zombies were swaying on the rooftop of the building in the distance, only the Yangtze River was flowing quietly as yesterday.

Seeing that he was in a trance, "Knock...... Boom...... Dong ......" The sound of a heavy object hitting Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears came up, "It's from downstairs." Zhang Xiaoqiang judged.

Put away the binoculars, pick up the iron gun and go downstairs. "Knock...... Boom...... The sound ...... became clearer and clearer, and the movement became louder and louder.

"The seventh, sixth, fifth, this is it."

The iron door near the entrance of the stairs shook violently, and there seemed to be a rhinoceros hitting the iron door inside, with the violent trembling of the iron door, the gray-white putty around the door frame and the old wall paint fell to the ground one after another, and the space between the corridors was too small, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to go downstairs first.

Thinking of the protagonists in the starting point novel, that one who kills zombies is not like killing melons and chopping vegetables, how can he get to him, he has to be careful and careful, he is really speechless and crying!

Zhang Xiaoqiang just went down to the fifth floor, the "Tom ......" iron door was knocked open, and the whole person was knocked into the iron door of the opposite door by surprise, and the reverberation force of the iron door made him suffer, the corners of his mouth were sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed into his mouth. A tall figure lunged at him, and before his mind could figure out what was going on, his body rolled to the ground.

"Boom...... There was a piercing sound of metal breaking from the iron door next to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and a tall zombie scratched several clearly visible scratches on the iron door with its claws.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground with his feet on the zombie's legs, and slid down the stairs to the fourth floor with his strength, and the stairs slammed on his back one by one, he was too nervous and didn't feel any pain, and the only thought was to raise his head high.

"Knock ......" Zhang Xiaoqiang crashed into a broken sofa stacked in the stairwell, his head was still a little dizzy, "......roar" The zombies upstairs pounced on Zhang Xiaoqiang again, the zombies had no vision, one foot in the air, and flew down with two paws, he didn't have time to think about it, the iron gun held tightly in his right hand was raised, the left hand held the gun body, the tail of the gun was against the broken sofa behind him, and his eyes were staring at the zombies.

The triangular spear head of the "......" pierced from the zombie's chest, and the zombie was pierced by the iron spear with huge inertia, until the galvanized water pipe was stuck in the gap between the ribs. Zhang Xiaoqiang let go of the iron gun when the head of the gun stabbed the zombie, rolled to the side, the zombie was pierced by the iron gun and fell on the old sofa, he knew that this kind of injury was not fatal to the zombie, while getting up from the ground while pulling out the tiger tooth from the waist, "......" The tiger tooth saber was nailed into the temple of the zombie, and he stirred the saber and pulled it out.

"Hoo ......" solved. Zhang Xiaoqiang wore very thick clothes in winter, and he was lucky not to be injured.

The zombie fell to the side, Zhang Xiaoqiang cleaned up the dirt on the tiger tooth saber and inserted it back into the scabbard, turned the zombie corpse over with his foot, and pulled out the iron gun. The zombie was lying on the ground on his back facing the sky, with a thick and sturdy body of more than 180 centimeters, this was a power mutant zombie, the muscles were intertwined, and the nails on the claws were faintly metallic.

Ignoring it, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked towards the house where it lived.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a smell of corpses, walked into the living room, looked around left and right, the house was very well decorated, the living room was covered with mahogany floors, and next to the window was a huge fish tank, the water in the fish tank was drowsy, and a few dead fish floated in it. There are a lot of calligraphy and calligraphy hanging on the wall, and when I walk to the door of a bedroom, the floor of the bedroom is covered with an expensive handmade wool carpet, and there are three skeletons scattered on the carpet, and there is a huge picture frame hanging on the wall at the head of Simmons's bed, a young and heroic man, a delicate and charming hostess, two lively and beautiful dragon and phoenix fetuses. The family of four was smiling happily together, the scattered bones and the smiles on the photos corresponded to each other, looking extremely cruel!

Next to the bedroom is the study, the study is connected to the balcony, the glass on the balcony is all broken, the broken glass is scattered on the floor, and when he walks to the balcony, the glass fragments under his feet are even more broken by him, making a "creaking" noise. The balconies had been soaked in rain, the wooden floors were still a little damp and slippery, and the paint on the corners was beginning to fade and shell.

Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to have figured it out, "The male owner mutated, turned into a zombie and bit his wife and two children to death in the bedroom, and ate them before they mutated." After the rain, the zombies broke the glass windows on the balcony and began to catch the rain. Today, it has evolved into a power-type zombie. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang searched the house and found that the family did not have a family at home, there was nothing in the kitchen, only a few cartons of milk and two cans of coffee in the refrigerator, and there was more than half a bucket of water on the water dispenser. He walked downstairs with his harvest.