No one manages it, and the city is getting dirtier.

Scraps of paper and plastic bags were scattered everywhere, and fallen leaves and various discards were scattered on the streets. Many roads were blocked by traffic, and the bodies remained in a stiff position. Rats gathered in the gutters along the roadside, and they began to occupy the houses that should belong to humans, gnawing on corpse meat with impunity, hurrying between the ground and the sewers.

Su Hao silently watched the scenery passing by outside the car window.

It doesn't take long for the virus to spread to rats, birds, and other animals. No race is immune. And they will mutate more quickly and more terrifyingly.

These things will be recorded in the future archives. There is no exact data on when the mutation will begin. Maybe a year, or less.

Xinyan in the back seat looked at Su Hao's side face, blinked his bright eyes, and asked, "Where are we going today?" ”

Su Hao glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "A car supermarket in the north." ”

"Oh? Want to change cars? How about Mercedes? In general, German products are more robust and durable. ”

Han Jing interjected excitedly. Her previous family circumstances made it impossible for her to come into contact with these things, but that didn't prevent her from learning similar information from newspapers and the Internet.

Su Hao smiled faintly: "We need a car with a larger capacity." Trucks, or like the school bus I got last time. ”

A mo-mart is a large plaza. According to different manufacturers and use functions, it is divided into dozens of interconnected areas. Most of the buildings are simple warehouses made of light materials, with good light transmission and ventilation, but there are too many cars in the center of the site, which makes the surrounding passages narrow and can only accommodate the width of one car. So much so that entering and exiting the market must be detoured in a counterclockwise direction, in the order of the channel.

The off-road vehicle stopped outside the market, and Su Hao's footsteps kept at a constant speed. Xinyan and Han Jing followed, and the three of them each formed a vigilance in different directions and slowly went deep into the market.

There were no zombies along the way, only a few bones that had been gnawed off their flesh and internal organs lying in the sun, sunburned until they turned black and smelly.

It was quiet and there was nothing unusual about it.

Su Hao's search consciousness was all released, and he tried to find those corners that could not be seen by the naked eye, looking for existences that might pose a threat to him. But he didn't know why, he always felt a faint sense of crisis, as if an invisible giant hand was ready to envelop him at any time, but there was no clue to be found.

Still no zombies were found, and there were no signs of danger.

The consciousness search radius has been extended to a limit of fifty meters. At this distance, Su Hao was absolutely sure to deal with any enemy. However, the worries that lingered in the depths of my mind grew deeper and more obvious.

I have already walked past the display area of the "Nissan" car, and in front of me you can see a heavy mixer sprayed with yellow paint. There, the sales area for the trucks.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Su Hao stopped abruptly and stretched out his hand to stop Xin Yan and Han Jing who were about to continue forward.

He faintly heard a very slight noise.

It's like footsteps, and it's like an asthma patient wheezing.

He didn't know if it was true?

Or is it the illusion that the auditory nerve is disturbed by the energy of consciousness?

To this day, he still does not understand the specific role of the prototype potion.

That's right, he is already a third-stage enhancer. The strength, speed, and thinking reaction ability are more than the average number of times, and the sense of hearing and smell is also very sensitive. But even so, under the interference of some abnormal factors, the brain will also make wrong judgments.

The sound is getting closer.

This time, Su Hao was sure that he had heard correctly, and it was not an illusion.

His eyes widened suddenly, and shock flashed in his constricted pupils. Quickly took off the assault rifle on his back, without the slightest hesitation, immediately turned around, stared at the passage in the distance with nervous eyes, and said in a low and fierce voice: "Hurry up!" We're in big trouble. ”

As he spoke, he pulled up the safety of his assault rifle and ran wildly towards the entrance of the market. Xinyan and Han Jing were a little at a loss, so they could only follow behind with suspicion.

The market is huge, covering several square kilometres.

"Chery", "Volkswagen", "Chevrolet" dozens of brands of manufacturers have their own first-class display areas, parking warehouses and booths of various types of vehicles as many as hundreds. According to different functions, it is divided into two major sectors: civil and engineering vehicles. Due to site constraints, as well as the desire to maximize the advertising effect, as well as the number of sales and other factors, the construction vehicles are arranged in the south of the market, which is also the farthest away from the exit.

That terrifying voice was getting closer and closer, and Su Hao's forehead began to ooze dense cold sweat, and he kept speeding up, silently praying that the terrible guess would not come true. A few minutes later, they had already run through the display area of the "Toyota" car, and the moment they had just rounded the corner of the passage, Su Hao suddenly stood up, as if he was suddenly frozen by the sculpture, and remained stiff in place, never moving again.

"Ah————h

Behind him, Han Jing let out a scream that almost punctured her eardrums. Her face turned pale in an instant, and she almost collapsed to the ground on the spot, her trembling hands kept pointing to the exit of the market in the distance, and her lips were wide open, but she couldn't say a word.

Zombies, hundreds, if not thousands, are swarming in from the end of the road.

They squeezed through the poles that fell across the intersection and occupied the small square to the south of the passage. These terrifying creatures don't scream or scream, they clearly smell the breath of the living people here, wandering between brand-new vehicles and roads. Although the movement was slow, the number of people entering the market was increasing, and the passages in the three directions in front of the exit, to the left and to the right were blocked, and the radius of the spread was at least more than 200 meters.

Xinyan felt her heart beat so fast that she could barely breathe. She reached out and pulled out Browning from the holster on her lower waist, bared her teeth, pulled the bolt hard, and was about to lift it, but was stopped by Su Hao reaching out.

"Don't shoot just yet. These guys have a keen sense of hearing than vision, which will attract more zombies. ”

He raised his head and quickly scanned the surroundings, his eyes fixed on the warehouse of the "Volkswagen" car dozens of meters away. Su Hao hurriedly urged in a low voice, led the two girls around to the back of the house, and climbed up the roof along the escalator.

The field of vision immediately widened, and a large number of corpses could be seen on the road outside the exit. They are jammed at the entrance of the market, as if they have just received a car sale, a BMW can drive home for only 500 yuan, and so on, scrambling to squeeze in and flood everything with dense crowds.

Su Hao watched the exit of the market.

At some point, there was already a black "Santana", the front of the car was facing the gate, and hundreds of zombies gathered at the back of the car, forming a very dense and irregular circle. The zombies in the core area chewed flesh and blood in their mouths, and broken human limbs were constantly being passed out of the circle. Hundreds of meters away, but Su Hao's strengthened eyes could still see clearly———— it was a dead human being who was being eaten by zombies. Long streaks of bright red blood stretched from the back of the Santana sedan to the road in the distance.

Bloody, like a signal, scattered by the wind.

The zombies wandering aimlessly in all corners slowly moved closer in this direction.

Black dots gradually appeared on the gray road, getting closer and closer, and more and more.

Su Hao's sense of hearing is very sensitive, but he didn't hear the roar of the car engine from beginning to end.

This meant that the person driving the Santana was very careful and not fast. As for the corpse that had been torn apart by the zombies, judging from the blood stains remaining on the road, it should have just died and was dragged from other places.

The purpose is to attract zombies to block the exit and let all of them die here.

It only took less than five minutes, and Su Hao had already figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing through observation. He was sure that his guess would not be wrong, and his mind kept replaying the clear simulation of the event, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Obviously, someone has something to deal with themselves.

Who are they?

Military?

Or is it a pursuer in the future realm?

The two doubts that had just arisen in his mind were immediately rejected by him.

Four days have passed since the prototype potion was obtained from the square. It is impossible for the military to wait until now to attack, and it will definitely not use methods such as zombie containment, but directly attack the bank building and kill everyone there.

As for the future pursuers, this is simply impossible. Space-time teleportation is fraught with unforeseen dangers. The odds of two identical time endpoints overlapping are 1 in 100 billion. The time machine has been blown up, and the trackers of the future world have no coordinates, and they don't know the specific teleportation time node of the Dao. As long as there is a misjudgment of 0.1 microsecond, it will be teleported to another space-time dimension. Those people simply couldn't have taken such a big risk.

Who exactly wants their own life?

Compared with humans, Su Hao would rather choose zombies as opponents———— they have low intelligence and rely entirely on biological instinct to guide their movements. Humans, on the other hand, are very different. They are too smart to see through the good or the evil in their hearts. Behind the smile, there is often a sharp knife that shines coldly.

"What are we going to do?"

Han Jing's teeth were chattering, and she couldn't speak. She had killed dozens of zombies face to face, but she had never seen such a large group of corpses. Although the girl tried to control her emotions and wanted to calm down, she couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't panic, check your weapon right away to make sure you don't have a firing glitch."

Su Hao patted her shoulder hard, handed the assault rifle in his hand to Xin Yan, and while taking out the spare magazine from his pocket, he pointed to the tall wall in the side direction, and said seriously: "You are responsible for sniping the zombies close here, Han Jing went down to find a car and drove over." Preferably the kind with a lot of horsepower. I'll keep an eye on your side. Believe me, it's not that difficult, we can all get out alive————"

After saying that, he took a deep breath, picked up the threaded steel bars placed under his feet, jumped off the roof, and strode towards the zombies spreading from the exit direction with a gloomy face.

Han Jing clenched the pistol, looked at Su Hao's back with a desperate face, and asked very hard: "He, what does he want to do?" Suicide? ”

Xinyan restrained the idea of catching up, and his voice was a little hollow: "I don't know what to do." ”

"He's going to die! ———— will be eaten."

Suddenly, Han Jing grabbed the body armor on Xinyan's body hard, and shouted like crazy: "It can't be like this, we have to help him, we must be with him." ”

Xinyan only felt that his brain was very messy, and countless strange and familiar images kept flashing in front of him. There is the bloody fight with zombies in the underground parking lot, and the pain when Zheng Chao is torn apart by the corpses. Every scene full of death and despair has Su Hao's figure. He was at the front every time, and there was never a look of fear or fear on his face. He seems to be smiling all the time, like a brilliant sun, making people feel comfortable and trustworthy.

"Go for a drive————

Xinyan grabbed the assault rifle in his hand and half-knelt, his plump chest jerked with his rapid breathing. She leveled the barrel of the gun, brought her right eye close to the scope hole, and roared in an unprecedented ferocious tone: "What are you still standing here? Do as he says. Go drive, choose the best car, no swiping a card, no paying, just run over those damn mutant mongrels————"

The muscles up and down Su Hao's body had tightened, and the huge hand grip made the steel bars bend a little. He moved the joints on both shoulders and walked towards the corpses with seemingly leisurely steps. At this distance, the smell of sweat emanating from his body was strong enough, and the zombies who walked in front also found new prey. They howled one after another, like puppets being held by an invisible hand, and stumbled and pounced.

"Bang ————"

The swept steel bars accurately hit a zombie's forehead, and the sudden increase in pressure caused the skull to burst open, and the splatters of blood and minced flesh almost stained the entire wall next to the passage, and even the hood of a "Geely" sedan a few meters away also bloomed with several blood flowers.

He drank violently, and threw the blood-stained steel bars straight like javelins, piercing through the bodies of two or three zombies in succession. The huge impact made the corpses slightly trapped for a few seconds, and Su Hao seized the opportunity to grab the top of the zombie skull that rushed next to him, and twisted the backbone of this terrible carnivorous creature on the spot like breaking sugar cane. Without waiting for the incapacitated zombie to collapse, he slammed his fist into the cheek of the other one, causing the ugly head that was already distorted to shrink and break in an instant.

A stormy fight broke the calm over the car supermarket. The howls of the corpses became louder and louder, and the number of zombies rushing over also increased rapidly. Su Hao had no fear of this scalp-numbing monster, he stretched out his arm and grabbed the throat of the zombie next to him, and pulled the rotting head and blackened spine out of the tattered body. He pulled out two more daggers from his waist, grinned, and squeezed between the two zombies at lightning speed. The sharp blade slashed through the air from the left and right, letting out a low whining whistle, and a fine blood mark immediately appeared on the zombie's neck, expanding until the entire head fell backwards and the body fell.

There was blood all over his body, soaking through his clothes. Su Hao only felt more and more excited, and the killing intent became stronger and stronger. He unleashed his energy like an angry wild bear, tearing every zombie apart with his furious movements. Splashes of dirty blood smeared his entire face, and he didn't mind the minced meat carrying a large amount of virus flying into his mouth, but chewed subconsciously.

He is immune to viruses and his stomach can digest these things completely.

Although, there is no nutrition to talk about, and the taste is also very average.

The layers of zombies rushed forward without fear, and countless hands stretched out from all directions. The gray-white fingers were like the old roots of a dead tree, blocking the sunlight, twisting Su Hao's body from the middle, like a cage composed of the most ferocious beasts, imprisoned in the most savage and direct way, and then torn, and devoured after the most ruthless.

The speed of the dagger swing is accelerating. The tip of the blade slashed through the throats of the influx of zombies, creating dozens of headless corpses like an assembly line. The accuracy was as precise as it had ever been measured, and the rate of killing increased rapidly. In just five or six minutes, Su Hao's feet were already covered with a thick layer of convulsive flesh, and dirty heads with grinning teeth rolled down on the ground.

They're not dead yet.

This state is actually no different from death.

The body does not move freely without brain control, and it is impossible for a disconnected head to be surgically restored to its original position.

Su Hao wiped a handful of blood and mud from his face, and the blade he waved slammed into the eye socket of the zombie opposite.

The enhancement effect of the third stage is vividly displayed. He smashed another zombie in the chest with a backhand swing, with a force of up to two tons, shattering all the zombie's internal organs and bones, and instantly turning into erosive blood and mud.

If it weren't for the strengthening of the bones and muscles, and the increase in mass density, the force itself would not be able to withstand the huge pressure. This is the meaning of taking the "Luthor Coagulation Layer" and the prototype drug.

He was like a wall, a wall that had no actual form, only existed in an empty imagination, firmly blocking the zombies who wanted to move forward.

The corpses piled up on the ground nearby were getting thicker and thicker, and zombies who didn't know what to fear continued to swarm.

A person, facing a large group of people who are dead but not stiff.

It's like two fists that are constantly competing for strength, twisted together. Neither of them can help each other, and they are all fighting frantically.

Zombies in the "-1" stage may not have intelligence, but they are still living creatures.

They know what foods can adapt to their stomachs, and they know that the straight line between two points is the shortest. The visual obstacle makes them ignore the trap under their feet and stubbornly pounce on the target. But when they encounter obstacles, they also bypass the barrier and look for another way out.

Su Hao, who has a third-stage strengthened physique, is very strong. He can kill hundreds of zombies on his own.

But he is only one person, and he can only hold one road and block one direction.