"Slightly... It's a bit boring. ”

Zhou Keer rolled around on the ground boredly.

The skin of his arms had begun to reveal an eerie blue-gray hue, dotted with dark markings and folds.

"Whew... I couldn't hold on anymore. ”

At this moment, Zhang He seemed to be relieved, reluctantly sat up, and nodded slightly at Zhou Ke'er, "I'm almost losing my mind." Is.... Ugly results..."

Originally, according to Zhang He's character, he should have forcibly retired from the module when he first arrived at the police station, but at the request of Zhou Keer and Flamingo, he still reluctantly persevered until now. So now that it was finally over, he felt a sense of relief.

"Well, thank you, I'll add a friend later, and we'll play together in the future."

Zhou Ke'er came to his senses when he heard this, sat up with a "poof", waved his hand at Zhang He with a smile, and then stared at the other party - he was still a little interested in how the player turned into a zombie.

After all, he couldn't see how he turned into a zombie!

"Okay."

Zhang He nodded, and within a second, his pupils dilated, and he lost his senses.

"Bang!"

"Roar!"

Zhang He, who turned into a zombie, pounced violently, but was blocked by the iron railing, he could only hold on to the railing, shouting, and kept reaching out to Zhou Ke'er to grab it.

"Tsk, that's it. Boring. But... It seems that this medicine is really useful. ”

Zhou Keer stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhang He, then retracted it again, and then stretched it out to Zhang He's mouth, and when he opened his mouth to bite, he immediately retracted it, having a lot of fun.

"How does this work? According to you, high-dose steroids can only delay the lesions in the brain, but why does it seem that Zhang He's whole body will be affected faster than ours? ”

Flamingo pondered with a slumped face, "Does this virus have to act on the brain before it can spread to the whole body?" Does this virus really exist? ”

"Well, this kind of thing is set up to be eaten. I've never figured out why this zombie has such a bad sense of smell. ”

Zhou Ke'er shrugged her shoulders, "It stands to reason that the sense of smell should be stimulated by a smell similar to blood, resulting in the desire to eat, and I have never heard of a sound and want to eat, right." ”

"No... I don't feel my sense of smell getting worse..."

The flamingo shook his head.

"Really?"

Zhou Ke'er scratched his head, he didn't feel anything, and he didn't feel like his nose was plugged, how could a normal person notice if his sense of smell had deteriorated...

"And I didn't feel a strong sense of hunger... Is the urge to eat people really brought about by this virus? ”

The flamingo thought about it and told Zhou Ke'er about the doubts in his heart.

"Indeed... I didn't feel hungry either, just now Zhang He didn't say that he was hungry even before he couldn't hold it anymore, and the status panel didn't show "hungry"...."

Zhou Ke'er felt that this question was a bit strange when she heard this, "If the hunger is caused by this virus, we should feel a gradual increase in hunger from the beginning of the infection, right?" But it didn't...

And until now, I see that you don't have the urge to nibble on it. Zhang He didn't have it just now, and everything seemed to be completed in an instant after losing consciousness. ”

"Yes, and viruses are such things, when the host's bodily functions are completely lost, that is, when they die, they are things that survive by parasiting in the body of living things."

The flamingo touched his hair and easily grabbed a handful, "But after losing consciousness, the zombies that can continue to move obviously still have certain physical functions, so the virus in the body can survive and control the host to make all actions." ”

"What do you mean..."

Zhou Ke'er tilted her head, "Did this virus destroy the host's brain first, and take over the dove's nest and replace it?" ”

"Yes, that's probably a conjecture. But I still don't think it makes sense. After all, viruses should .... No, it is impossible for viruses to do that. All viruses are harmful to others and not to themselves, they are inherently capable of destroying their hosts, and thus themselves. ”

The flamingo finally frowned, looking at himself who didn't seem to have much wrong with it, but in fact felt that his movements were already a little unfavorable, as if his joints were starting to be a little out of working properly.

"I haven't heard of any virus that will ensure the survival of the host, and that kind of thing should be a parasitic organism, and obviously, a virus is not a living organism."

"Who knows, maybe it's the mod that forces its existence. Isn't it possible to write this kind of thing however you want? But I didn't expect it to be useful. ”

Zhou Keer didn't know what to say, after all, these doubts did exist, and there was no satisfactory explanation for the time being.

"Whew... With the available information, we can only infer that this is the case. It would be nice to have more human experiments to record the data. ”

Flamingo sighed expressionlessly, "Judging from the speed at which my body becomes stiff, I am about to be unable to hold on, it seems that the amount of medicine I am taking is too small, and it is estimated that holding on for another half an hour is the limit." ”

"Uh-huh."

Zhou Ke'er continued to pour the remaining half bottle of high-dose steroids into her mouth, and nodded again and again, "Why don't you try to eat a little more?" ”

"No, it's too late. I tried and ate some more after the infection, but it didn't seem to work. ”

The flamingo shook his head, "Let's go out and make friends, this study is a little interesting, and I care a little bit about the final result." ”

"Okay."

Zhou Ke'er nodded, "But the results I can find out are how long I can last in the end." ”

"That's all there is to it."

The flamingo nodded.

The atmosphere fell silent all at once.

"Ugh..."

Zhou Ke'er sighed and continued to tease Zhang He, "By the way, since you said that there is still half an hour, can we just sit here and wait?" I've been waiting here for so long, it's so boring! It's better to go out and surf now... Ah no, go out and see how it goes? ”

But he found that Zhang He was not interested in him anymore, no matter how he adjusted... Ahem, provocative, Zhang He didn't pay attention to him.

This is strange, Zhou Ke'er was bored, looked at the flamingo and urged: "How is it?" You're bored, aren't you? Why don't you go out and have fun? It's just a game anyway, so it's stupid to lock yourself in here all the time, right? ”

"You suggested that we lock ourselves here in the first place..."

Flamingo stiffened and rolled his eyes, "Forget it, since you want to go out for a walk, then go and ask me for permission to do something?" It just so happened that I also wanted to study whether the process of the corpse transformation would be affected under the condition of 'standing still' and 'moderate movement' respectively. ”

"Click"

It was really a bit too boring to wait, and Zhou Ke'er, who finally heard the flamingo's answer, couldn't help it, took out the key and opened the door of the cell, planning to go out for a walk.

Anyway, it seems that since Zhang He, who has changed into a corpse, doesn't want to bite him anymore, it should be the same for other zombies.

This is the confidence that he decided to really come out and wave everywhere!

Zhou Ke'er, who doesn't know when she will lose consciousness, naturally doesn't plan to waste time in the cell, it's better to go out and hang out casually. It's a game anyway! What's the point of being in a daze for more than half an hour!

(Zhang He: So why wait until I'm dead!) ）

Well, before that, I'd better go to the police station's weapons arsenal and get some guns to play. I didn't hold a gun before because I was afraid that the gun would be too loud and attract zombies over, but now, anyway, Zhou Keer is no longer afraid of zombies, so she has no scruples.

Zhou Keer: Now, there is nothing to be afraid of!

"The arsenal... Arsenal... Where's it~"

Zhou Keer hummed a minor tune made up by herself and dangled in the police station, perhaps because her vocal cords were damaged by the virus, and her humming voice was hoarse and unpleasant, comparable to the fat tiger of the century singer.

The flamingo followed stiffly, wanting to reach out to cover her ears, but in this case, it would be difficult for her to keep her body balanced, and in desperation, she could only endure Zhou Keer's brainwashing and magic sound.

"Found it, here."

After a while, Zhou Ke'er came to a room with a closed door, looked at the sign on the door and nodded, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

"Bang!"

At this moment, before Zhou Ke'er could react to what was happening, a gunshot exploded violently, and then a violent impact came from his body.

Zhou Keer staggered back a few steps, only to find that he had been shot in his lower abdomen and was bleeding heavily.

"Bang!"

Before Zhou Keer could dodge or take a look inside, another shot rang out, and Zhou Keer reluctantly moved to the side, but fortunately he only hit the shoulder and was not shot in the head.

"Help! Murder! ”

Zhou Ke'er made a decision immediately, while struggling to manipulate his slightly stiff body, rolled on the spot, hid behind the open door, and shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

"What's the situation?"

Because of the inconvenience of movement, the flamingo who followed behind couldn't help but speed up his pace and walked towards Zhou Ke'er.