Time: August 13, 2018 A.D

Night is the best disguise for stealth, and in the faint moonlight, a dark shadow wanders the edge of a lifeless city.

Thief!

No.

Stragglers!

Neither is it.

His name is Lu Ziming, 18 years old this year, a mountain resident in Lujia Village in the Qinling Mountains, a second-year student of Fangcheng Xingguang High School, and his appearance here is purely unavoidable.

If given a choice, Lu Ziming would rather return to a quiet mountain village to live with his family and live an uneventful life. The government claims that human infection with H13N19 avian influenza virus has mutated again, and the virus can spread through the air, and the infection area has reached 90 percent, and there is no treatment, no immunization, nothing but to watch the virus spread around the world.

Humans who survived the apocalypse, known as virus immune, have antibodies to the virus in their bodies. Before the surviving humans had time to celebrate the aftermath of the apocalypse, they found themselves desperately found themselves in the mouths of the zombies, with no champagne and flowers, only constant hiding and fleeing.

The virus has turned the vast majority of human beings into unconscious zombies, an undead creature that does not have autonomous consciousness, but can detect the fluctuations and smells around them, and subconsciously avoid the sun's rays and hide in the dark.

These zombies don't move fast, equivalent to the speed of normal human walking, Yan zhòng's twisted limbs make the zombies look like a pile of cured meat hanging on, the stench emitted from their bodies, and the whole body is crawling with maggots that make people vomit, they are out-and-out carnivorous creatures.

Lu Ziming didn't know when this qiē happened and why it happened, there was no official explanation, it was like the big bang of the cosmic singularity, which affected the whole world in an instant.

Now the only thing that can affect Lu Ziming's thinking is the hungry stomach, Lu Ziming tightened the belt, and in the morning, the two pieces of Want Want snow cakes have been digested under the action of stomach acid, and the cooing belly is protesting angrily.

There is food in the city, but Lu Ziming does not dare to approach the center of the city, where there are countless zombies wandering aimlessly, they can smell the smell of living people within a range of more than ten meters, and the vibration caused by running will attract more zombies, as long as they are blocked by zombies on the streets and houses, they can only bite and dismember.

This is a lifeless, dangerous city, only a hundred miles away from Lu Ziming's mountain village, where Lu Ziming appeared, originally ready to ask for help and find medicine for treatment, because his own mountain village also had an outbreak of the virus.

Lu Ziming boarded high school in this county-level city called Fangcheng, and only returned to the mountain village during the summer and winter vacations, and now it was supposed to be the time for Lu Ziming to spend the summer vacation in the mountain village, but many people in the mountain village suddenly had a strange disease, so that Lu Ziming had to go out to find a doctor to treat the villagers.

When he arrived in Fangcheng, Lu Ziming learned that the villagers were not sick at all, but were infected with the virus and mutated. Now it is impossible for Lu Ziming to return to the mountain village, the bicycle was lost when he escaped, and without food and transportation, it is impossible for Lu Ziming to walk back to the mountain village.

Just this morning, Lu Ziming pried open a house and found some food from it, but before noon, he was robbed of all the food on his body by four men, and finally kicked twice, because there was too little food on his body, which made them happy.

Law, morality and humanity seem to have disappeared overnight, murder, robbery, rape are constantly staged around the city, there is no police and army to protect the city, survivors are willing to sell their hue for a piece of bread, and some people are directly stabbing you from behind. Lu Ziming didn't dare to greet people, didn't dare to appear in crowded places, he had to sleep with one eye open and one eye closed, no one knew what these people would do in the next moment, and everyone's self-danger, death and fear became a true portrayal of the city.

Food is as important as survival, having food is not necessarily happiness, food may bring danger to oneself, and people who are unable to protect their food can only starve to death in the end.

Lu Ziming felt like an industrious and timid groundhog, taking advantage of the cover of darkness to walk through the edge of the city, looking for every place where food might be hidden.

Now that six days have passed since the outbreak of the virus, and the easy-to-find food has been scavenged by survivors, Lu Ziming can only look for the leftovers in the places that others have searched.

Order collapsed, chaos, violence, killing, death and other evils enveloped this small city, and hundreds of thousands of people in the small city became lifeless zombies, in a sense, the vast majority of them were more like the masters of the earth, while survivors like themselves lived a life of rats hiding in Tibet.

Lu Ziming can't do anything, let alone change the world by himself, and running for his life and hiding have become the most important part of his life.

Lu Ziming took a deep breath, raised his feet, stepped down the steps, silently recited the map that he had already memorized in his mind, and walked towards the depths of the street in front of him, where there was a Suguo supermarket, where Lu Ziming was going to try his luck.

・・・・・ a bus with an No. 11 number plate on the top overturned on the side of the road, rubber tires and metal body scratched on the asphalt road for more than dozens of meters long, most of the glass windows on the car were smashed, and dark red blood stains flowed from inside. Bloody handprints were everywhere around the car, and several mutated zombies were lying around a human corpse, tearing at the flesh that had once been their own.

All kinds of vehicles fill the entire street, the solar-powered traffic command lights are still changing red, yellow, and green, and under the tall pedestrian trees, a traffic policeman in a fluorescent uniform sits outside the traffic command booth, his legs have been crushed by something, and a long blood stain extends from a distance, and the traffic policeman holds a walkie-talkie in his hand, and is still waiting for the arrival of rescuers before he dies.

The zombies did not let go of the dying traffic police, leaving countless bite marks on the traffic policeman's body, a bunch of stinky internal organs flowed out of the broken stomach, and the liver and heart that the zombies liked to eat most had long been gone.

At the end of the street and inside the shops, there were occasional sounds of rushing footsteps and terrifying screams, and the hysterical screams were terrifying. Those survivors go out looking for food, and often bump into zombies wandering around, some of them just happened to be spotted by the zombies, and some were lured by panicked survivors, causing panic among more survivors.

Zombies like the smell of panic people, and the smell will attract more zombies to gather from all sides, forming a huge encirclement, and the survivors who have lost their minds are like headless flies being ruthlessly torn apart by zombies.

Lu Ziming leaned down and leaned against the wall, walking through the gaps between the green belt and the wall, Lu Ziming was afraid of being discovered by zombies and being seen by survivors. The three encounters made Lu Ziming completely understand that sometimes the survivors are more terrible than the zombies, Lu Ziming can avoid the zombies, but he can't hide from the survivors hiding in the shadows, they can kill and rob for food, as long as they resist a little, they will attract stronger revenge.

A black and gray denim suit is the best cover color for Lu Ziming's sneaking, which can blend in with most of the surrounding environment.

Food, or food, made Lu Ziming have to venture into a Suguo supermarket on the edge of the city to find food, where there are a lot of zombies, before the outbreak of the virus, they were the waiters and customers in this supermarket, after the outbreak of the virus, they turned into zombies and have been entrenched there, no one wants to venture into a supermarket with countless zombies.

A few minutes later, Lu Ziming's figure appeared at the door of the underground parking lot of Suguo Supermarket marked with a huge SG trademark, familiar with the terrain means that you can quickly find what you want, or quickly escape from danger when you find that the situation is wrong, the reason why Lu Ziming chose this supermarket is because one of his cousins used to work here and came here.

A pole with yellow-black diagonal stripes broke into two sections, and a highly decomposed corpse hung from the window of the parking booth next to it, which could be seen from the sign on the chest as a toll administrator in the parking lot who happened to work here at the time of the virus outbreak.

The entrance to the underground parking lot of the black hole is like a huge monster's mouth, and it is impossible to see the situation inside the parking lot, Lu Ziming needs a self-defense weapon, and the kitchen knife in the kitchen can not deal with the fierce zombies in addition to strengthening his courage.

The emergency lights on the wall of the underground parking lot have long been ineffective, and there are only a few fluorescent arrow signs laid on the wall, which also tenaciously illuminate a small area around, and the darkness covers Lu Ziming's whereabouts, and at the same time hides the location of the zombies.

Zombies are very territorial, and zombies that do not perceive the survivors will only move in a small area, just like a dog guarding its own bones that is reluctant to leave.

Lu Ziming skillfully avoided the range of movement of several zombies, slipped in front of the red cabinet where the fire-fighting equipment was placed, and smashed the glass of the fire-fighting cabinet marked with the eye-catching 119 with a fist wrapped in a thick cloth, and held a heavy fire-fighting axe placed inside in his hand.

This is the only close-quarters weapon that Lu Ziming can get, gun management has always been the focus of government management, private people do not have guns, guns are controlled by violent organs, Lu Ziming has no idea where to find guns. Lu Ziming is no stranger to guns, there are two shotguns in the mountain village where he lives, but those are the weapons used by the mountain and forest guards, and the villagers can only use bows and arrows to hunt in the mountains.