Chapter 5: Strengthening and Hunting

Zhou Yulong had a long, long dream, in which he relived his life. From the ignorant memories of birth, the love of parents and family, grandpa's doting on his eldest grandson, the pain and sadness of facing his grandfather's death, the glory of studying hard to attend a famous school, the joy of noisy with his friends, and the pain of finding a job after graduating from college, etc., etc., etc., and finally fixed on Sister Zhang's shapeless face that was bitten by zombies...... He seemed to see his parents crying when they looked at his corpse, as if he saw his posthumous photos on the mourning hall, as if he saw himself being devoured by zombies one by one...... "I can't die!" I must not die! I'm young, I can't just die! I still have my parents, and I can't let them cry when they see my body! I can't die! Never! The will to survive gradually filled his brain, and Zhou Yulong slowly began to wake up, opened his eyes...... "Uh, how long have I been sleeping, I have a headache!" Rubbing his head, which was still a little painful, Zhou Yulong looked at his watch. "What? I slept for three days? Zhou Yulong looked at the date displayed on his watch and said in disbelief. He clearly remembered that he went to get water on the 24th, why did he look at his watch on the 27th today? Was it just a dream? But the zombies wandering on the balcony opposite seemed to tell him that it was all true.

"What the hell is going on? That...... I remember killing Sister Zhang and they became zombies, and then ...... That's right, a headache! "Recalling the severe headache that day, Zhou Yulong was still a little trembling, it was too painful! He had never experienced such pain in his life, and it was 10,000 times more painful than the dislocation he had when he played before! He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't know how he had survived.

"Forget it, it's good to be alive. I don't think I'm sick of something, am I? Am I also infected? That's not right! I haven't eaten anything infected, I haven't even drunk tap water, is it...... That day" Zhou Yulong suddenly recalled the strange blue liquid that appeared that day, and it was this blue liquid that had penetrated into his body that caused him such severe pain. "What the hell is this blue liquid?" He pondered for a long time and couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to.

"Well, after sleeping for three days, my stomach is really hungry, so I will eat first, and as for water, I can only find another way." Straightening up, he looked at the several zombies on the balcony opposite, thought helplessly, then turned around and walked to the kitchen, took out instant noodles and milk, kneaded the instant noodles and ate them dry, until he found that he was still very hungry after eating a pack of instant noodles, so he opened the second pack, the third pack. When he was full, he was surprised to find that he had already eaten six packets of instant noodles.

"Damn! How can this be, I didn't feel like it while eating just now, but now I actually eat six packs of noodles before I feel hungry, how did my appetite become so big? Zhou Yulong counted the bags of instant noodles on the table and was startled.

"Alas, the physical strength is still not good, it is exhausting to deal with one or two zombies, Changsha is estimated to have millions of zombies, standing there and letting me kill me can't finish killing ah, it seems that exercise is still the most important, but the question is what about water? Alas, I don't want to think about it first, and when I finish drinking the last packet of milk tomorrow, I can only go to Uncle Zhang's house to fight again, six, alas, I hope to get water alive. ”

Sighing for a while, Zhou Yulong returned to the top of the balcony, thinking of ways while doing daily exercises. At this moment, he found that his body had changed dramatically, or rather, strengthened!

"What's going on, how can I run so fast? And how does it feel like tying a piece of paper with a spear now? How can I have so much strength? Zhou Yulong looked at his hands in surprise? Obviously, there is no change in appearance, but it is still that slightly white and tender hand, why did it suddenly become so powerful. Planks that used to be pierced with a full swing of a spear can now be pierced with a random blow, effortlessly. And I feel that the speed and bounce power have also increased a lot, but the roof range is too small to experiment.

"How did it suddenly get so bad?" He said to himself, "Is it because of the blue liquid and headache that day?" Zhou Yulong thought about it for a long time, and he could only think of this answer. Thinking of the Resident Evil series of movies and some apocalyptic novels on the Internet, isn't it all the pig's feet that have been enhanced by the virus? Could it be that he is too? Isn't that very powerful now? Just when he was complacent, he saw the six zombies on the opposite balcony, and he was depressed again: "Grandma, even if I become a superman, I can't kill so many zombies in Changsha, millions of zombies, I can be killed by piling up, isn't it just a little stronger, alas!" How nice it would be if the panties were worn outside and flew into the sky...... "The crooked cells of his otaku began to attack again...... "That's right! Just when Zhou Yulong was worried about looking at the six zombies opposite, he saw the long bamboo pole drying clothes on the rooftop, and he suddenly had an idea: "Uncle Zhang's rooftop is very close to my rooftop, and the scope of his rooftop is not large, I don't need to go over to deal with these zombies by myself!" The biggest difference between humans and animals is that humans make and use tools, hehe! That's ......" He laughed obscenely as he looked at the long bamboo pole on the rooftop.

The creative cells of the otaku are really endless, Zhou Yulong took off the long bamboo pole, tied one end of the bamboo pole tightly with the short spear, and found a few clips to fix it for fear of not being firm, so that a super long spear was basically formed. Originally, I thought about cutting the bamboo pole directly into a very sharp spear and using it directly, but after thinking about it, forget it, who knows if the zombie head is harder than the bamboo pole, wouldn't it be troublesome. So he directly tied a sharp short spear to the bamboo pole and began what he called "spearfish activity".

Zhou Yulong obscenely aimed his spear at the head of a zombie, and now he didn't want to look at the zombie's face, after all, they were all neighbors. So he simply deliberately ignored what zombies looked like, and thought of them as a set of data in the game. Only in this way will he not be tormented by the guilt in his heart and go crazy. Only in this way can he maintain a good, even playful, mentality to face the zombies. He knows that his psychology can already be said to be a little abnormal, but there is no way, the end of the world is such a training person, if you are not crazy, you can only die!

After aiming for a long time, he finally sent his spear forward with all his might. "Poof!" After a slight thud, he took a closer look. "Rub! None of this hits! He scolded angrily, it turned out that it was the first time he used such a long spear, and his crosshairs were a little wrong, almost aiming at the zombie's head, but he still pierced the zombie's shoulder, but this time he was not in a hurry, anyway, the zombie couldn't bite him, he had time to aim slowly. So he drew his spear and continued to aim, and now he calmly aimed for a long time before he sent the spear steadily. "Yay!" He waved his hand excitedly, and it hit! The spear pierced through the zombie's eye and came out of the back of the head, shook and then stopped. Just before Zhou Yulong could express his excitement, a phenomenon made him fall into deep thought. It turned out that after the zombie died just now, there was also a stream of blue liquid ready to extend along the bamboo pole towards him, but it suddenly volatilized into a puff of blue smoke and dispersed after extending less than a meter. And at this moment, Zhou Yulong found that he seemed to have an instinctive feeling of hunger and thirst for the blue liquid, but this feeling came and went quickly, just after the blue liquid turned into smoke, that feeling seemed to disappear, but this phenomenon made him feel a little strange, why did he want to drink that blue liquid? Is it related to that blue liquid that I am getting stronger? What exactly is a blue liquid? Does every zombie secrete this fluid after death? He had too many questions, which calmed his excitement at the fact that he had just managed to hunt zombies. He seemed to understand something, and he was going to try again.