In the southwest of the city of FS, a residential complex.

Countless zombies wander in this community, after the baptism of time, these zombies can hardly see what they looked like before they were alive, the degree of decay has reached a realm, there are cracks everywhere on the body, dark yellow flesh and sunken bodies, showing their rotten breath, and the horror of silence.

And among these zombies, there is only one zombie, which is different.

This zombie looks no different from other zombies from the outside, with the same rotten body, the same hideous face, and the same rancid breath, but although the clothes on its body are dirty and old, there is rarely a trace of tattere. Moreover, it also carried a huge backpack with a waist bag tied around its waist, and moved forward firmly in a certain direction.

The zombie who walks with such a sense of direction can be said to be a strange thing in this zombie pile. Because the other zombies are all staggering, wandering aimlessly, only it, like seeing candlelight in the dark, moving towards the route it has decided.

The strange zombies walked through the residential buildings one by one, trying to avoid all the zombies along the way, and then when they walked in front of a residential building, they actually looked like humans and took a deep breath.

That's right, it's a deep breath.

The zombie's heart was no longer beating, the circulatory system was completely rotten, and it was impossible to breathe at all, but it did just that, and it did it so naturally, so human-like.

After standing there for a while, the strange zombie pulled the shoulder straps of the backpack and strode into the residential building.

The residential building is not very high, with only eight floors, so it was not designed to use an elevator as an option. It's just that even if there is an elevator, there is no electricity to drive it.

The strange zombie didn't stop for a moment, and went straight up to the eighth layer.

The eighth floor is a duplex with only two families. At this moment, the door of one of the houses was opened, and two zombies were staggering out of it, but they were not coming for the strange zombies, they were just wandering out unconsciously.

The strange zombie wrapped his dry arms around the back, simply pulled out two sharp knives neatly, and then moved forward with his right foot, and his arms were like long snakes going out to sea, and the two sharp knives were accurately inserted in the center of the foreheads of the two zombies.

Burst! Burst!

Two soft sounds came out almost at the same time, and then the strange zombie pulled out the sharp knife violently, and the two zombies fell to the ground in response, and they were killed by one blow.

The strange zombie pulled out a handkerchief, carefully wiped the disgusting corpse liquid on the sharp knife, and then put it back in the original design position of the backpack. Then, it wiped its hands from its dirty, blackened pants, and then took out a key in its trouser pocket.

That's right, it's the key.

Its hands visibly trembled, but seemed to be suppressed by its struggling efforts. After taking another deep breath, it inserted the key into the keyhole of another closed house.

Click!

The right-sized key slid smoothly into the keyhole, and after two turns to the left, the sound of the door lock being opened reverberated clearly through the silence of the eighth floor.

The whole body of the strange zombie was trembling.

Then, it pulled out the key, pressed the doorknob position, and twisted it hard.

Click!

The door opened.

The door of this house should have been two-tiered, and there should have been an iron gate inside. It's just that the moment the door was opened, the strange zombie saw that the iron gate inside was not closed.

It walked into the house with trembling steps, the familiar environment, the familiar furniture, and the familiar furnishings all made its body tremble more and more.

It took a deep breath as if it could smell the familiar scent of the house.

It didn't stop too much at the entrance, but closed the door and searched inside the duplex house.

Ten minutes later, when it searched every corner of the house, every blind spot that might have been overlooked, the strange zombie sat down on the couch that had begun to gather dust.

Immediately afterward, its appearance gradually changed, the dried flesh and blood returned to fullness, the sunken position returned to its original state, the various wounds on its body were healing, and the exposed bones and rotten internal organs were constantly rejuvenating, covering the reddish tender skin at a speed visible to the naked eye, and bright red blood flowed again in the blood vessels, and even the heart that had stopped began to beat vigorously.

Soon, there was no trace of zombies in it.

In its place, a flesh-and-blood, albeit slightly emaciated, healthy human.

This person is none other than Li Jian, who has the ability to transform into a zombie.

And this is not anywhere else, but his home.

Twenty days ago, Li Jian witnessed that his three roommates lost their lives in front of his eyes one after another, in exchange for his own glimmer of life. Transformed into a zombie, he did rely on this ability to defy the sky, broke out of the encirclement of zombies and left the school.

It's just that after leaving school, he lost his purpose. Neither returned to the dormitory, nor did he go to the F military base as promised, but settled in a relatively safe place near the school.

During the day, he transforms into a zombie and loots supplies in the vicinity, and with such ability, he has more than enough to feed himself. And at night, he stayed in his cramped place, hugged his legs, not knowing what he was thinking, and then fell asleep alone.

After a few days of this, he set a new goal for himself.

He's going home, he's looking for his family.

In this way, I slept all the way, set off when I turned into a zombie, hid while maintaining my human form, stopped and stopped all the way, and finally at this time today, I returned to the community where my home was located in the same FS City, and returned to this home.

It's just that there's no one here.

Li Jian has always lived with his parents and sister, but after her sister got married, she rarely came back here, at most she came back to visit them occasionally. As for his grandparents or something, he died at an early age, and now he lives in this home only with his parents.

Before opening the door, Li Jian thought about a lot of possible surnames, what happened to his parents? Will they be safe and sound, or will they become zombies? Or, was it attacked by zombies, or did you flee to safety?

And now, although it is a bit dusty, it is still in order, which proves that the parents should be fine when they leave here. And they also locked the door when they left, maybe they escaped with the others.

As for where they are now, Li Jian has no clue at all.

Although he didn't find anyone he wanted to see here, the smell of home was still so strong, after locking all the doors and windows again, Li Jian suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion, and then without saying a word, he plunged into his bed, and soon fell asleep quietly.

He hadn't slept so peacefully in a long time.

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