Chapter 3: I Am a Survivor

It's been a long time since Maniela moved to the old apartment on Oak Street, and it's been six years since she started to be a writer-girl, and yes, she's been a note-girl since she was sixteen, and she's a chick where she can get more business.

Tang Ji moved here two years ago, two years, Maniela usually sees Tang Ji commuting to work in the morning or evening, the two don't communicate much, usually meet and say hello, pass by, a year ago Maneela's electric light was broken, Tang Ji helped her repair, this is the most communication between the two, chatting about some and not, Tang Ji has never taken care of her business, she even joked that she could give Tang Ji a discount, but Tang Ji still shirked and refused.

In Maniela's impression, Don Guy is an ordinary company employee in the big city of New York, who goes out early and returns late every day, and his income is not too high, otherwise he would not live in this old apartment, except for the excellent genes produced by the mixed race that make Don Ji outstanding, Maniela has almost never found other shining points in Don Guy, in other words, Don Ji is an ordinary person in Manila's impression, a microcosm of the city's bottom group.

However, just today, Maniela's impression of Don Guy has changed, because Don Guy is too calm, just when he ran back to the room, Maniela also found nervousness on Don Guy's face, in the face of the sudden appearance of incomprehensible terrible things, this state is also normal, but after that, Don Guy became extremely calm, knowing that there are terrible madmen everywhere outside, and he may even break in at any time, everything he does is very organized, he knows to turn on the TV to watch the news immediately, and he also knows to call his relatives, And he took out the gun at the end, and everything was in order.

What does this mean?

A person with a gun, when encountering a major danger, immediately thinks of taking out a gun, staring at the door, maybe smoking, his hands may tremble, he may call 911 frantically, this is the behavior of ordinary people, and Tang Ji finally took out a gun, indicating that he knew that those "crazy people" could not break in, this is not a fluke, but they really can't break in, so he did what should be done first, and then took out the gun.

Although Maniela is doing a dishonorable profession, I have to say that she is a smart woman, a woman is in danger, if there is a man around who is willing to help her, then this woman will definitely pay attention to this man, because most men are naturally stronger than women, and braver than women, Maniela is good at observation, she has seen too many men of all kinds, and sometimes she can see that some customers must refuse to pay, default on the bill or even beat, so as to refuse to take the business.

Ever since Don Ji came out with the gun, Maniela stood by the window and watched him.

"What are you looking at?" Don Ji noticed Maniela and asked casually in a low voice.

"Oh......" Maniela lowered her head, hiding her little embarrassment, pulled her big shirt, and looked up, "Is there any smoke?" ”

"Sorry, I don't smoke." Tang Ji faced the window, sat on the bed, picked up his mobile phone and held his palm, turned around and pointed to the refrigerator not far from the other side of the bed: "You can eat something, there is bread and milk in the refrigerator...... There should be some cereal. After speaking, Tang Ji lowered his head and flipped through the address book of his mobile phone.

Maniela is a neighbor to Don Quix, not a friend, but certainly a stranger.

"Thank you!" Maniela said, walked barefoot around the bed to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and looked at it, leaned back slightly to look at Tang Ji, and asked in a low voice, "Tang Ji, do you want to eat something?" ”

Tang Ji waved his hand with his back to her, picked up the phone and put it to his ear, and put it down after more than ten seconds, in the quiet room, Maniela could faintly hear the prompt sound of the other party's phone message coming from the phone.

Two hours later.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Tang Ji was lying on the left side of the bed in the direction of the window, with his left hand pillowing behind his head, his right hand on his body, and unconsciously turning a sharp scalpel in his hand, which was very fast, forming a cloud of silver light and shadow that could not be seen clearly. Tang Ji was watching TV, his voice was very small, and he changed the channel again and again, and almost all the TV stations showed either no signal text or colorful stripes.

There are some gunshots faintly outside the window, which is normal in the United States, where everyone has guns, and some normal people have fought back against those "crazy people", but the end is usually very tragic, because there are too many "crazy people".

At the beginning, Tang Ji was still interested in taking a look, but then he lost interest at all, lying on the bed, he was waiting, something so big happened, the American political axe will always have some reaction and more measures, so far, Tang Ji doesn't know what happened, so now he can only wait, and will not leave his apartment.

Maniela sat on the other side of the bed, put down the phone, and turned back to Don Guy and said, "No one answered!" ”

"Mine too." Tang Ji looked at the TV, still turning the scalpel in his hand, and said without looking back.

Don Ji didn't know many people, most of them were his colleagues, and some gangster godfathers, and he had already finished his phone calls, all of which went unanswered.

"Here's an urgent notice......" Suddenly there was a picture on the TV, a black soldier, about thirty-six or seventeen years old, with a somewhat wrinkled military uniform and a large patch of blood. This is a television signal from the military, which is usually used in wartime.

Don Guy sat up straight and put the scalpel down on the bedside cabinet, and Maniela jerked her head up and turned to look at the TV.

"I'm Captain Tracy Mai, Navy Station Everett, Washington, and it's unfortunate...... I would like to inform you that due to the global spread of an unknown virus, according to satellite cloud imagery, a large-scale epidemic broke out at the same time at 6:58 a.m. on May 20, 2015 Washington time, and that infected humans will die first, and then resurrect to become completely mindless, extremely aggressive, and will attack all animals, including humans, who crave flesh and blood......

"The virus is highly contagious, the virus can be transmitted through saliva and blood, and a normal human who is bitten by an infected person will become infected within 10 minutes to 6 hours, and it is initially estimated that 70% of the world's population has been infected by the virus in the air, and they are no longer human, or...... We can call them zombies, when you encounter zombies, please try to dodge, or shoot, the body of zombies is not afraid of injury, the only fatal wound is in their heads, please don't be merciful, they may be your friends before, your relatives, your teachers, but when they are infected, they are zombies, please kill them. "The black soldier looked a little tired, and three hours have passed since the outbreak of the epidemic, and you can imagine what he has experienced in those three hours.

After the black soldier finished speaking, the TV screen suddenly turned, facing the other direction, a middle-aged woman about forty years old wearing a white coat appeared in the camera with information in her hand, she stroked her eyes, looked up at the camera and said: "The results of the virus test show that this virus is similar to the transmission mode of snake venom in the body, the bitten person quickly excises the muscle tissue near the wound, there is a certain chance to prevent the spread of the virus in the body, once the infected person is invaded by the virus to the central nervous system, he will die within ten minutes to six hours, Immediately, the central nervous system mutated, and the body resurrected the dead and became zombies. ”

"Preliminary analysis shows that the emergence of this virus is related to the explosion of the biological laboratory at Hopkins University in Maryland 15 days ago, and in the early days of the outbreak, ordinary people who have not become zombies have developed antibodies in their bodies and will not be infected by the virus in the air.

"At present, the state administration has been completely paralyzed, the epidemic has affected all mankind, half an hour ago I got the news, Mr. President has died in the White House office at 9 o'clock in the morning, the United States can officially declare a state of no political axe, please survivors do not wait for the political axe organization and the army rescue, self-survival, the end of mankind has come, television communications are about to be shut down, and then as long as we are alive, we will broadcast the latest news to you on the radio, may God bless the United States!"

"God bless America!" There were a lot of people's voices on the TV, the picture went black, and then the words "no signal" were displayed on the TV.

The picture is gone, and my eyes are still fixed on the TV, and my head is empty.

He had thought it was a large-scale terrorist attack, a biological weapon, even when he couldn't get through to everyone, and he never thought in the direction of the end of the world, because in his opinion, it was impossible, unless a nuclear war broke out.

It's a pity that he was wrong, there is something more terrifying in this world than nuclear weapons, it can push all mankind to the brink of death, without the scheduling of political axes, without the fire support of the army, no matter what identity was before the outbreak of the end times, it will no longer be after the end of the world, these people who are still alive have only one name - survivors!

Quietly getting out of bed, Don Ji walked to the window, opened the curtains slightly and looked outside.

"I'm a survivor!" Don Ji muttered to himself.