Chapter 3: The End of the World Comes

December 24, 2021.

In the dim and silent room, there was a faint vibration of the mobile phone, and it didn't last long before a large hand grabbed it.

The owner of the mobile phone looked haggard at the mobile phone in his hand, and when he saw the alarm clock sign on the screen, he threw the mobile phone aside with some disappointment and continued to lie back on the bed.

The man lying on the bed is named Shen Chen, 27 years old this year, unmarried. Like most people, he is a person who is struggling to survive at the bottom of society.

Shen Chen looked at the pale ceiling with a blank look, and his expression revealed dead silence.

From time to time, there was a foul smell in the air, like a rat that had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

I don't know how long it took for Shen Chen, who was lying on the bed, to move, and saw him getting up from the bed with some difficulty.

Because he was too hungry to eat, he needed something to eat, and staggered to the living room.

In the dimly lit living room, as if it had been looted by thieves, there were bags of various items and various foods scattered everywhere, and the sofa that should have been placed opposite the TV was moved to the gate for some reason, blocking the entire door.

Walking to the dining table, Shen Chen looked at the few packets of instant noodles left on the table, and his face showed a bitter smile.

Walking to the balcony with his own hands and feet, and pulling open a corner of the closed curtain to look downstairs, Shen Chen couldn't help but sigh, how he wished that everything in front of him was an illusion.

There was a deathly silence on the bustling street, with only the occasional sound of something being bitten off.

It's not because there's no one below, on the contrary, the streets are full of figures walking around in twos and threes, but their posture is very weird, not at all like the pace of normal human walking.

Suddenly, a person in the crowd suddenly raised his head and looked at Shen Chen, and saw that half of the person's face had been gnawed beyond recognition, and Shen Chen dared to swear that it was more terrifying than any horror movie he had watched.

It's just that in Shen Chen's eyes, all this is no longer as good as it was at the beginning, and he was scared of nothing.

Silently sealing the curtains from the new, Shen Chen sighed and walked back to the dining table, picked up a pack of instant noodles and walked towards the kitchen.

Shen Chen found that since only three days ago, his sighs were estimated to be more than three years.

Three days ago...

"Boss, I'm really unwell, I want to take a day off, I didn't mean to be absent from work, feed ....." Listening to the blind tone on the phone, Shen Chen raised his phone high and wanted to smash it, but after thinking about it, he put it down.

"This week, Lao Tzu worked hard for him before, and now he is going to fire me if he takes a leave, rely on..."

When he was scolding this so-called Zhou Paopi with swear words, the WeChat prompt in his hand sounded, looking at the transfer message, Shen Chen was silent for a while, it seems that he was really fired, and this salary has been paid.

Reluctantly accepting the more than 4,000 yuan transferred, Shen Chen sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, he had never taken leave since he worked, and he was really unwell today so he planned to take a day off for a day off, but he didn't expect to lose his job directly.

Even if it has happened, Shen Chen can only accept the reality of his unemployment, and pick up his mobile phone to swipe Douyin.

Swiped a few pieces of content, that is, the fog that suddenly filled the world a few days ago.

Just a few days ago, there was fog all over the world, and everyone was still panicked at first, but after a few days, people found that the fog did not affect everyone's travel, and various experts explained it theoretically, which was defined as global warming causing the melting of Arctic glaciers, resulting in more moisture in the atmosphere.

Suddenly, a wave of sleepiness hit, Shen Chen put down his phone, and fell asleep on the sofa.

I don't know how long it took for a burst of shouting in his ears, at first he thought it was the two little couples next door who were doing man-making exercises again, and turned around and planned to continue sleeping.

It's just a few more minutes and he's still screaming, and he can't sleep a little.

Rubbing his eyes and taking a sip of water, Shen Chen felt much better.

As his senses returned, Shen Chen noticed that something was wrong, the voice just now was not from next door, but from downstairs.

He shook his brain to sober himself up, and when he listened carefully, he found that it was not a coquettish pant at all, but a terrible scream, both male and female.

Shen Chen hurriedly ran to the balcony to look down, and saw that his face instantly turned pale.

He saw a scene that he could never forget in his life, and saw that the originally lively pedestrian street had become a purgatory on earth at this time. On the originally clean and tidy road, patches of red blood kept flowing.

The crowd ran in a panic, and from time to time someone was pounced on by the people next to them, pressed under them and frantically bitten, and the smell of blood attracted more people on the side to make up for it.

He saw a man lying on top of someone else, and he jerked his head up.

Because he didn't live tall, he could clearly see that the man's face was covered with viscous blood, his white clothes were already covered with blood, and only the sleeves of his shoulders could still see the original white.

He slowly stood up, let out a low phlegm-like roar in his throat, and stood up and pounced on the people running past him.

Shen Chen would not be naïve to think that this person was still alive, because the person who stood up, the only remaining eyeball turned a strange red, and he pounced on the crowd like this.

Seeing this, Shen Chen couldn't hold back anymore, and spit out with a wow.

Then he trembled and pulled up the curtains, and blocked the door with a sofa......

A gurgling sound of water pulled Shen Chen, who had fallen into memory, back, and threw the bread in his hand into the water.

He didn't dare to put the ingredients in, because he had let them go before, and the result was that a large group of zombie-looking people surrounded him downstairs all day, and he didn't dare to make a sound for a whole day, and he didn't dare to put the ingredients after that.