It was very unlucky to pile up several corpses in front of the door, and the foul smell would also waft in, so Ling Xiu had already moved those corpses to the next room, and at this time, he had to disguise himself as zombies, and he would inevitably have to deal with them again.

As soon as he walked into the house next door, the foul smell was ushered in, this smell was more than twice as heavy as before, Ling Xiu immediately covered his nose with a tissue, forcibly suppressed the urge to vomit.

Ten zombie corpses plus one dog corpse, decomposed to the point of indistinction, the flesh and blood were completely erosive, like pus and blood, red and yellow, Ling Xiu had no doubt at all, if it was summer, this place would be already full of flies.

After some ideological struggle, Ling Xiu squatted down in front of the corpse, and then reached into the inside of the corpse with his leather-gloved hand, smearing himself with foul-smelling black blood.

He smeared all of his body, and finally even wiped a layer on his face, and after finishing it, Ling Xiu finally vomited in disgust, no way, it was too stinky, if there was a choice, he would rather jump into the manure tank than get on the blood of zombies.

I went back to my rental room to adjust a little, put on my backpack and set off.

Coming downstairs and pushing open the big iron door, Ling Xiu hesitated for a moment before stepping out. Suddenly a cold wind struck, and Ling Xiu couldn't help but shiver, as if he had stepped into a cold abyss world.

Disguised as a zombie, the zombies roaming the streets ignore him and continue to wander aimlessly.

It worked!

Ling Xiu let out a deep breath, and the trace of worry in his heart vanished at this moment.

At the end of the street, it was messy, abandoned cars were parked everywhere, and the previous pickup truck used by the survivors had already been burned into a pile of black scrap iron slag because it crashed into the school bus, causing a gasoline leak and a fire; In the open space in front of the supermarket, there was always a group of aunts dancing there at seven or eight o'clock every night before the end of the world, but now there is only a pile of scattered waste paper; There is also a barbecue stall on the side, Ling Xiu is not less alone drinking beer and eating skewers there, and now it is also ......

The familiar places were all deserted, and Ling Xiu couldn't help but sigh.

Carrying a backpack and strolling through the streets full of zombies, it seems that you are the only one who is an alien. Ling Xiu was alone, as if he did not belong to this world, and it seemed that he would soon be swallowed and assimilated by this world.

Walking to the front of a van, a zombie with only the upper body and hollowed out of his internal organs appeared in the field of vision, this zombie's hair was sparse, the clothes on his body were dirty, and he was dragged on the ground like a stinky rag, his face was yellow and gray, his lips were gone, and the upper and lower rows of teeth were glued with black bloodstains, which looked particularly terrifying.

Ling Xiu stood stunned, because this zombie was none other than Xu Santsubishi, who had been going to kill him and usurp his resources.

"It turns out that the zombies didn't eat him all!"

Looking at Xu Mitsubishi, who had no limbs and couldn't move, Ling Xiu felt uncomfortable in his heart, this was caused by him, but he didn't regret pushing Xu Mitsubishi off the roof. Xu Mitsubishi is a poisonous snake, if he doesn't kill him, he will definitely find an opportunity to kill himself.

stepped forward and stabbed Xu Mitsubishi in the head with a mountain knife to end his life, which was regarded as helping Xu Mitsubishi to escape. After doing this, Ling Xiu left without looking back.

……

"What if you walked down the street one day and noticed that there weren't people walking around?"

Before the end of the world, Ling Xiu had seen such a post in a forum on the Internet, and he laughed at it at the time, thinking: The guy who posted this post must be full of food and support, isn't it a person walking on the street, is it still a ghost?

Now, he really experienced this feeling, except for him, the rest of the streets were zombies, they wandered back and forth, occasionally some zombies seemed to have some fragmentary memories of their lives, and they still stuck to their posts before their deaths.

For example, gate security guards, such as bus drivers, and homeless people sleeping under overpasses. After turning into a zombie, the gate security guard still held a metal detection instrument and repeatedly made security checks for people who passed through the gate; The driver continued to drive the bus, which was already broken; The homeless man continued to lie lazily on his side, holding an empty bottle and making a drinking motion.

Ling Xiu felt depressed, and even felt a chill down his spine, feeling like he was walking in the world of the living dead. He was desperate to leave, and after staying in this zombie country for a long time, he was afraid that he would go crazy, so he quickened his pace and buried his head and hurried away.

Two hours later, we came to the bridge that left Hai Duong City, called the "Zhangjiang Bridge", as the name suggests, it is a bridge that spans the Zhangjiang River. Looking at the bridge in front of him, Ling Xiu felt an inexplicable sadness, in the past, he often took the bus here to see the river scenery and blow the river breeze.

Everything is gone, and all that's left is just a wasteland!

After collecting his emotions, Ling Xiu walked up. The river breeze is still blowing, and it is refreshing to blow on the body, but the fishy smell that comes from the wind destroys these atmospheres completely.

The sky was gray and gloomy, and the sun's rays scattered on the earth, and the suffocating feeling of depression was like a mountain pressing down.

Walking on the bridge, passing by many zombies, perhaps the breath exhaled by Ling Xiu was smelled by them, and many zombies stopped and looked at Ling Xiu suspiciously, as if they couldn't understand how this kind of person could have a trace of living breath on his body.

Of course, they only stopped for a moment, and then continued to wander aimlessly.

Ling Xiu was terrified of this, there were at least more than three hundred zombies on the Zhangjiang Bridge, if these zombies found out that he was not a real zombie, the consequences would be terrifying just thinking about it.

"It seems that I still underestimate the zombie's sense of smell!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speed up his pace again, and when he passed by the zombie, he deliberately held back his breath.

Halfway through the bridge, there was a huge movement behind him. Ling Xiu turned his head to look, only to see a man with a height of one meter nine running desperately, and behind him, there was a bloodthirsty zombie in hot pursuit, with teeth and claws.

Survivor!

Ling Xiu was stunned, he didn't make any moves, he wouldn't be stupid and ran up to greet the man who was targeted by zombies.

The man's face was frightened and angry, he was sweating profusely, his clothes were wet with sweat, he was covered with muscles, and his body was in the shape of an inverted triangle, no matter from which angle, this was a man as strong as an ox.

"Get out of here, fucking fuck off!"

The man yelled, and the baseball bat in his hand kept swinging, knocking the oncoming zombies to the ground one by one. His strength was very strong, and as soon as he dropped the stick, the zombie's head immediately shattered like a watermelon, and brains and blood splattered everywhere.

Ling Xiu was stunned, and thought: Sure enough, it's better to be physically stronger.

It was too late, and the man who was running wildly rushed to him, Ling Xiu came back to his senses and saw that the man just roared: "Get out, you son of a bitch!" ”

The baseball bat stained with minced meat was directly slammed down on Ling Xiu's head.