Looking at the underground shelter surrounded by cold walls on all sides, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and Su Hao, who was as light as gold paper, showed a miserable smile that was almost desperate. He had already searched carefully, and inside this arched space made of high-strength cement, there were no reserves of medicine or anything like that.

Resisting the intense painful stimulation in his brain, he trembled and struggled to get up from the ground with his trembling hands. Lang staggered and slowly moved to the side of the heavy circular air pressure gate.

The second building on the north-facing road outside the warehouse is the affiliated health center of the college. There must have been a considerable amount of anesthetic there. Of course, there may also be terrifying living corpses that are tormented by hunger and are on the verge of madness, searching everywhere for fresh prey.

Hell, what the hell is this place?

Why did I suddenly have such a meditative effect on this strange and familiar place?

Su Hao had no choice. He had to be given medication to relieve the pain before his brain's consciousness collapsed. Moreover, you can only act alone.

He didn't think that the refugees who were rescued from under the living corpses would be a helping hand he could rely on in times of crisis. Psychologically, physically, and physically, they are just a bunch of panicked young people. However, cunning and cruelty, indifference and meanness, no one in sight, arrogance...... Almost all of humanity's dirtiest shortcomings, when it comes to really facing death. Without exception, it can be vividly reflected in them.

The woman who was beaten against the wall by a male refugee had surprise and despair in her eyes before she died. He will never forget jì.

Su Hao would rather face hundreds of hideous-looking living corpses alone. He will never give his back to a despicable person who may stab himself at any time.

Walking out of the shelter, the canopy outside was already occupied by the endless darkness of the night. There were only a few pitiful stars, squeezing out a little bit of light. Barely serves as a shabby decoration in it.

There was a heart-rending tenderness between his left arm, which brought bursts of intense spasms in Su Hao's body. Holding his shoulders against the low wall next to the road, he kept an eye on his surroundings with a gun in one hand. In the desperate and extremely difficult footsteps, almost all the teeth in the mouth were crushed.

Pain, tormenting the brain's ability to endure. It is in this kind of mental tendency to be half-awake and half-drunk. A deceptively simple, yet extremely strange question. Like a spark, it suddenly flashed into his mind.

Several hours have passed since entering the shelter.

In Su Hao's mind, countless thoughts turned chaotically. It seems to be related to it, but it seems to be off topic. But no matter what, he must first deal with the terrible pain in his body.

The only role of the sore and weak hands, the pestle between the cold walls, is only to balance. For a brain desperate for pharmacological sedation, it simply can't keep the same tone as the dictates of the mind. What's more, the swollen and numb legs and feet can only move forward slowly at the slightest margin. At this moment, if someone has been paying attention to the direction of the thunder from the side angle. It is no exaggeration to think that this young man with a difficult step is moving slowly along the quiet street. It's like a giant deformed snail.

But no matter what, this tenacious "snail" is still stubbornly shortening the established distance between himself and the target.

The doors of the clinic are open. The tattered rectangular portal was strewn with countless shards of glass peeling from the pavilion. The edges of the sandwich made of four-sided alloys are also crowded with triangular slides split out by external forces. Their edges are so sharp. So much so that at first glance, it looks like a terrible jungle full of hardened wood thorns. The line-like incision, which is as sharp as a knife blade, seems to be the hideous mouth of an invisible monster. Just waiting for those uninvited "guests" to come to this bloody killing field full of death.

Leaning against the hard walls, ignoring the filthy mud and blood splattered on the walls. Su Hao, who was pale, gritted his teeth that were about to be cracked. With trembling hands, the heavy shotgun was slowly lifted to his shoulders with difficulty. In the uncontrollable tremor of his body, he carefully observed his surroundings in the limited range of muzzle attacks that shook back and forth.

On the messy concrete floor, there were scattered debris and debris. When you step on it, you will always feel a touch from the soles of your feet.

Five minutes passed, and Su Hao's position only moved inward from the edge of the door wall less than half a meter away.

He had to check whether there were any living bodies hidden in the clinic. You know, the only advantage of the gun is the distance. Once they burst into the front, their hands and feet were numb, and they could only watch the bloodthirsty and hideous crowd up. In an instant, he tore himself alive into a pile of rotten meat.

The area inside the clinic is not large. From the doorway to the outermost white alloy medicine cabinet of the century. Just under ten meters. The cat's body turned into the house, and Su Hao's eyes could already clearly see where it was.

At this moment, a terrible spasm emanated from the edge of the wound and spread throughout the body. It was like a violent physiological ripple, which exploded in an instant. The kind of severe pain that was enough to shake a qiē immediately destroyed the fragile defense line built by Su Hao's willpower. From all over the body, like angry waves, under the traction of countless capillaries, frantically poured into the central storage zài. Straight to the highest brain.

Su Hao didn't even think about it, but with the last clarity in his mind, he hurriedly touched a piece of broken glass at his feet as quickly as possible. He turned the sharp hole upside down and stabbed it into his legs and arms.

"Puff-puff-puff-"

Several violent self-injuries in a row left four or five new wounds on Su Hao's body that kept spilling blood. I watched as a large stream of thick black dark red liquid flowed down from all over my body. Su Hao only felt that he was chilling. A boundless coldness that was gradually expanding from the bottom of my heart seemed to be about to turn into a hard lump of ice. Wrap him around in the center.

That's all he can do. The effects of spasms on the brain must be attenuated by the actions of the remnants of the flesh for a certain period of time. Otherwise, once the spasms reach the brain at the highest intensity. There is a high probability that I will be stimulated by unbearable pain on the spot.

Fight poison with poison, and replace physical pain with wound pain. It's the only way to survive.

However, for a self-killing wound to be painful enough, it must be deep enough and large enough. If there is too much blood spilling out of it, you will also die from excessive blood loss.

Whatever you do, it's death. Su Hao had no other choice.

He could only pick the slower of two different types of severe pain. In order to get the most minute and most necessary time from it. So that you can find a possible way to survive.

Blood, flowing.

The body, getting cold, shivering.

The thick blood that filled the air was enough to attract hungry living corpses to swarm towards the location of the clinic.

Su Haotie blushed and ran quickly to the huge white medicine cabinet opposite. I wiped a handful of blood that kept overflowing between my lips, because the bite was too hard, and the blood that flowed out of the gum was broken. With red eyes, he grabbed the butt of his shotgun with his backhand and smashed it towards the iron lock between the cabinets.

A box of medical morphine injections with syringes lies quietly on a partition in the middle of a medicine cabinet.

As if seeing the most tempting prey, Su Hao, who had already poured a little saliva from his mouth, pounced on him like a hungry wolf. Tear open the packaging of the pill box in a panic. With trembling hands, he desperately pulled out the tiny needle socket. With the last shred of sobriety, he inserted the metal needle that flashed with cold light into his veins. Suddenly, there was a feeling of numbness accompanied by coolness, even a little refreshing. Starting at the injection point of the injection, it quickly spreads throughout the body. In the face of its magical power, the intense pain spasms were completely dispelled.

With red eyes, he bit down the rubber seal of a bottle of medical saline. Aim the rounded mouth of the bottle with chapped lips and flip it over. As the slightly salty liquid slowly flowed into all parts of his body, Su Hao only felt that the source of strength in his body, which had been nearly exhausted, seemed to be rejuvenated.

Quickly sprinkle a large amount of hemostatic medicine on the wound. Grab a few handfuls of disinfectant bandages, cotton balls and other first-aid equipment. He didn't miss even a second. At the speed of a cheetah, the wind rushed out of the crumbling door of the clinic.

The fresh blood that flows from the body is the best bait for the incomparably tempting corpses. Bloodthirsty, this is the common hobby of all predators living on Earth.

Su Hao's reaction was not unpleasant. Rao was so, the moment he rushed out of the room. His heart was still sinking suddenly--a few living corpses that had come from the smell of blood had appeared at the end of the road.

The location of the clinic is in the middle of the main road. A tour bus that lost control and crashed on the side of the road blocked the crossing at the other end. The only way to get out of here is to fight your way out of this group of hungry and cruel living corpses.

Press the bullet in your hand into the chamber of the SG30 shotgun. The speed under Su Hao's feet did not decrease in the slightest. He simply pressed the thick black muzzle of the gun to the head of the living corpse at the head. Only then did he pull the cold trigger.

"Boom--"

The explosion of flesh and blood can't stop the living corpses who rely on their sense of smell to search for their targets. They seem to be attracted to the flesh and blood that flows from their companions' bodies. They all rushed towards the thunder that appeared in front of them. The long arms with rugged flesh and bones, the sharp and varied sharp nails between the fingers and claws, and the curved and long teeth all point to the "food" standing in front of the street.

In the face of unbearable hunger, man can still devour the same kind of food. Moreover, they no longer belong to the category of "human".

"Come on! Dog mongrel--"

Looking at the piles of living corpses. Su Hao, who was muttering to himself, couldn't help but reveal a cruel sneer mixed with pleasure at the corner of his mouth. Mechanically repeating the action of loading and firing. In the depths of his brain, which was suppressed by severe pain and medicine, an extremely subtle pleasure was generated.

He even felt that the flesh and blood of the living corpse that had been blasted apart by the large shotgun was the crimson mist that flew and drifted in front of him. It seems, is sweet. And those who died and fell to the ground, under the traction of unblocked nerves, were still mechanically convulsed. It looks like a fleshy fruit mixed with sugar cubes. Refracted from the retina of the eye to the brain. It looks like a feast on the floor.

Su Hao suddenly remembered: From the morning until now, he only ate a soft cotton bread and a small sausage.

This little thing is not enough to satisfy your stomach. What's more, the body that consumes too much has already squeezed out the weak nutrients and calories that they can supply.

Under the continuous bombardment of shotguns, the corpses surrounded the street corner. It has long been blasted and killed. In the empty street, only a human body standing majestically with a gun in hand remains.

With the gun behind his back, he slowly crouched down and looked down at the scattered flesh and bones in front of him. Unconsciously, Su Hao suddenly found that there was an extra ball of fresh meat picked up from the ground in his hand.

Even he himself couldn't say why he did it.

Su Hao wanted to throw this mess sensibly. Who knows how many viruses are attached to it that are invisible to the naked eye?

However, he simply couldn't do that. Under the refraction of the eyes and the command effect of the brain, Su Hao only felt: This filthy piece of meat seems to be very fresh. Flavor...... Probably delicious and tasty too.

Looking at the slimy, soft, well-defined pieces of meat. Su Hao didn't even think much about it. He opened his mouth and bit down violently. Suddenly, there was a suffocating stench of disgusting corpses, mixed with the soft stickiness of rotting meat. Instantly filled all corners of his mouth.

It's strange that these normal people should have the normal physiological resistance. There is nothing to show on Su Hao. Instead, he chewed on the carrion in his hands. The hearty swallowing seems to be tasting the most delicious meal.

Hungry! He just felt extremely hungry!

The hunger that surged up from the deepest part of the body, concentrated in the empty stomach pouch. Converge into a group of parasites that are constantly clamoring for nourishment filling. They gnaw at every corner of the stomach pouch, threatening the brain with unbearable pain in the most primitive way, controlling all the actions of this body. The only purpose is simply to get a simple meal that is enough to fill the table.

Su Hao couldn't resist. It is simply impossible to resist. He must be subject to the dictates of the brain. This is the most basic physiological law that all human beings follow.

What's more, this kind of obedience can bring him a sense of primitive appetite satisfaction. In the case of sensing hunger, human beings have the first consciousness: they will always involuntarily choose to use the simplest food to meet the needs of survival.

Swallowing frantically, his entire body fell completely to the ground. This position allows for better and more convenient gnawing on corpse meat. even, drink the dirty and smelly corpse blood freely.

Su Hao had no idea what he was doing. He also had no way of noticing: tiny bacteria that were invisible to the naked eye were being attracted by foreign flesh and blood. From the wound on the arm, it moves up quickly along the blood vessels towards the stomach pouch. Between the fuzzy lumps of flesh that fell from the throat and esophagus, they quickly mutated, grew, and grew. At a terrifying geometric speed, their numbers are expanding.

Soon, the swelling was violent, causing a new round of food competition. Later thallus, in the absence of access to enough food. It can only intensify the control of Lei Zhen's body. Prompting him to devour corpse flesh at a faster rate. Unfortunately, this is far from satisfying the needs of starved bacteria. Driven by the most primitive biological instincts, they began to turn their targets to their own kind.

What happened in his body, Su Hao was unaware. He was reminded by the subconscious of his brain that he had to stop eating heavily. Because, more than a hundred living corpses with clumsy movements had already appeared less than a hundred meters away from him.

They are attracted by the fresh human blood. A sensitive sense of smell is far more effective than a pair of sharp eyes at such times.

Swallow the last bite of carrion that hasn't finished chewing. Su Hao reluctantly lifted his head stained with pus and blood from between the tattered corpses. He stuck out his tongue and nimbly swirled around the edge of his mouth. Sweep in all the food debris that has adhered to the area around your lips. Then he turned his back to the sky and erupted into a roar of satisfaction.

The feeling of being full is so cool.

The clarity in the brain is gradually returning. He already understood what the "food" was that was swept into his stomach like a whirlwind. He didn't notice anything wrong with his body. You won't feel sick to the meat you've just eaten...... He even had the most strange idea that he was a living corpse.

Moreover, he is also the king of these living corpses. Because, I am stronger than them.

With a residual sneer at the corner of his mouth, he savored the texture of the meat he swallowed in his stomach. Su Hao jumped into the dense group of corpses and raised his fist high.

He did not choose to use the SG30 shotgun. He thinks: Killing people with punches is cooler, faster, and more enjoyable.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

In a series of dull collisions, the heads of living corpses exploded one after another. In front of Su Hao, who was full of hideous killing intent, they were more like a group of fleshy dolls without any ability to resist. In the scattered flesh and blood, Su Hao unscrupulously swallowed the fishy thick flesh rain that filled the air. This also stimulated the ferocity in his heart even more.

Kill!

This was already the only thought in his mind.

One punch, smash the corpse's head.

Twist and break your throat.

Although the body of the living corpse is broken, it is not a waste that can be knocked down with a single blow. However, in front of Su Hao, they couldn't even carry out the most fundamental actions. I could only watch the extremely fast fist, smashing my body hard from an unrecognizable direction.

Su Hao, who was immersed in torture and killing, didn't pay any attention: on the wall of a house not far from the street, a pair of eyes full of fear and murderous intent. Under the cover of darkness and night, it quickly disappeared from its location.

"I ...... What have I gotten into! ”

When he didn't know his body, there was no complete living corpse left by Su Hao's side. They were either torn to pieces by force, or their bodies and heads were smashed alive. Become a cold, meaningless pile of rotting flesh and bones.