Xu Tianpeng's home is in Jiangning District, Nanjing, but his hospital is in Gulou District, and it usually takes nearly an hour to take the subway to work, but now, it is obvious that he can only walk back on his legs. Although there were many ownerless cars parked on the road, and the doors of many cars were even wide open, Xu Tianpeng didn't dare to approach them, God knows if there would be something terrible inside. What's more, driving on an empty street is estimated to get yourself into trouble within a few minutes.

He has been happy to watch all kinds of American dramas since he was in college, and he has been chasing "The Walking Dead" since six years ago, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time. "If I hit a zombie, I'll poke it in the head." Xu Tianpeng took out a boning knife from his pocket. The scene in the ward just now still has lingering palpitations, if he is not mistaken, it is indeed a person who has been dead for a long time, and he is still able to move, exactly like in the play. But obviously in reality, it is much more difficult to kill a zombie than on TV, if it weren't for Wang Xiaoyuan's scissors just inserted into its neck and injured the spinal cord, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to insert the infusion rod into its brain stem, strength and angle are indispensable. "I hope I don't run into it again if I am so unlucky." He said secretly.

Xu Tianpeng walked out of the gate of the experimental building and turned into the "two alleys" next to it. He had just thought of the quickest and safest route home. The subway is definitely out of service now, but if you can get into the subway tracks, you can follow the tracks all the way to your home. You don't have to turn left or right, and you don't have to worry about encountering things you don't want to encounter on the road. But the problem is that the doors of the subway stations are locked, and the tracks are underground. If you want to enter orbit, the only possible place is Zhonghuamen Station. It was at that station that Nanjing Line 1 was transferred from underground to above-ground. What he has to do now is to get to the vicinity of Zhonghuamen Station as soon as possible.

On the edge of the second lane is the old community in the eighties and nineties, and there is no serious property. The buildings were walled, but under each building there were large iron gates open to the alleys, which had never been closed since the first day they were built. As soon as Xu Tianpeng passed by the first iron gate, he heard movement inside, and as soon as he turned his head, a "person" covered in blood, or a zombie, pounced on him. However, the zombie lacked some muscle in its left leg, so that it walked in a strange way, with its right leg straight forward and its left leg dragging behind. It was covered in blood, its upper body was naked, its chest was covered with white sternums, and even the right side of its face was gone, and the wounds were terrible, as if it had been bitten by something. Its eyes are blood-red, but gray pupils can still be seen. Its upper lip and nose were gone, but its teeth were opening and closing, and its throat was making a "ho-ho-ho" sound. It walked very staggeringly and slowly, and Xu Tianpeng held the knife and waited for it. When it was one step away, Xu Tianpeng stepped up with an arrow, and the knife was plunged straight into its forehead, and the zombie fell to the ground on its back. But to Xu Tianpeng's surprise, the knife did not insert into its skull, but stuck inside. The zombies didn't seem to be affected in any way, and were struggling to get to their feet. Xu Tianpeng pulled out another knife from behind him, pounced on it, and stabbed it through its eye socket. The zombie struggled a few times and stopped moving.

"Xu Tianpeng, you are such a fool, after studying medicine for so many years, you would believe that a knife on TV can be inserted into the skull so easily." Xu Tianpeng scolded himself secretly and pulled out the knife hard. This is already the second zombie I killed, but my psychology is not as uncomfortable as I expected, maybe it's because I've watched too much zombie-themed TV, or maybe I'm a doctor myself, so I have a better ability to bear these bloody scenes. Xu Tianpeng wiped the blood stains on the zombie's tattered clothes and stood up.

The first zombie he encountered in the hospital before was too nervous, and the light was relatively dim, Xu Tianpeng didn't look at its appearance carefully, but at this time, he studied it carefully.

This zombie should have been a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties when he was alive, although his face and chest were blurred with flesh and blood, it could be seen that his main organs were not damaged, and his slower walking speed should have been affected by the damage to the muscles in his legs. In this way, the zombies in real life are not like on TV, only a skeleton can still run forward, and they still need muscles to work. Xu Tianpeng gently cut the femoral artery of the corpse with a knife, only to see a little dark red liquid flowing out, that is, the blood had completely coagulated in the blood vessels. So what do zombies rely on for energy, if they have lost blood circulation? Xu Tianpeng was puzzled.

Behind the iron gate is a small courtyard with residential buildings on each side. The courtyard was also a mess, bloodstained, but there were no other zombies. Xu Tianpeng looked up at the building, the windows were either curtained or it was dark inside. I don't know if there are people hiding inside, or if the people inside have become zombies, but right now, it's quiet.

Xu Tianpeng walked forward along the two alleys, passing several similar iron gates, but never encountered a single zombie. But he had clearly seen that next to the car at the end of the alley, there was a "person" lying on his stomach. However, the one who can lie there is definitely not a normal person anymore. Xu Tianpeng picked up a stone and threw it far away, smashing it on the man, still motionless. He slowly approached and smelled a foul smell. Xu Tianpeng covered his mouth and nose, and found that the man's neck had almost been bitten off, and the wound was covered with dense maggots, surging and rolling, and he could no longer see the flesh and blood. The smell was really devastating, Xu Tianpeng took a look at it and hurried away. But Yu Guang never left the "corpse". Experience told him that the corpse would get up and pounce at any time, but it just fell there motionless, knowing that Xu Tianpeng was far away, it didn't move.

Xu Tianpeng walked through the entire three alleys, except for the zombie at the first door, and the corpse at the back, he didn't touch anything again. He couldn't help but wonder deeply. Although the incident broke out at night, looking at the mess in this place, it is clear that many people have run out of their homes and been attacked again, but where have all these people gone now? The whole alley was empty, with no people or corpses in sight, and everyone seemed to have evaporated out of thin air. Could it be that the government has opened up a shelter and brought everyone together? Xu Tianpeng couldn't help but think on the bright side.

But right now, there's another problem looming, and that's getting dark. When Xu Tianpeng came out of the underpass, it was past noon, trembling and grinding on the road, he had only walked more than a kilometer, and it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. Although it was still more than an hour before the usual sun set, it was overcast and almost dark. He needed a place to spend the night. In fact, if you turn around and go back to the hospital, you can go back in half an hour, but since you are out, if you turn around and go back, you will still have to come out tomorrow. He hesitated for a moment and decided to find a place to spend the night outside.

It's certainly not appropriate on the street, and he doesn't dare to give him a hundred dares. But as for entering the building next to him, Xu Tianpeng glanced at the entrance of the building, which was dark and open like a monster, and couldn't help but shudder, he would not choose to go in unless he had to.