The vastness of the universe is boundless, and it contains more planets than the sand and gravel of the desert. With such a huge base, we are destined not to be alone.

In some unknown corner of space, there is a blue planet called Earth.

The civilizations on this planet are similar to ours, but they are slightly different.

Ephemeris March 2, 2030, 1 p.m. Yang Xiaohai swallowed hard.

The wheat-scented fried noodles are so tempting, so delicious; However, there was still cement stirring in his mouth, and the fire was really burning and he couldn't swallow it.

Even if he was hungry, he had to take his time. After the mouth secretes a little saliva, you will not choke on the precious food.

Suddenly, his throat itched, and he sneezed violently, and a large cloud of powder sprayed from both nostrils at the same time.

The force was a little violent, and the emptied lungs were urgently retracted, and the flour that had just been detached was immediately sucked back into the lungs. The violent coughing sound began again.

"Ahem......"

Yang Xiaohai rolled his eyes, and cried out in despair in his heart: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die......"

In a panic, his eyes drifted over the scattered empty bowls and barrels. I couldn't find a drop of water.

Turning his heart horizontally, he slammed his fist into his chest.

"Bang ......"

Until his ribs hurt, he finally reluctantly collapsed. Yang Xiaohai urgently expelled the exhaust gas, and then slowly inhaled fresh air, and with difficulty completed his innate function: breathing.

Before he could catch his breath, his cold hair stood on end by the howl of a beast and a man: "Whoa......" "Squeak......"

Hurriedly pounded a few times, and finally smoothed the batter into the stomach. Yang Xiaohai got up from the black and shiny sofa, and after walking a few steps, he swung open the door.

"Bang", the voice-activated light was lit at the right time, bringing light to the dark door.

Looking around, everything is the same as in the memory, well, everything is business as usual, that's good!

On the left side of the door is the elevator, and the red "1" on the electronic screen is still strong. On the right side of the door, there is an electrical box, a heating box, and an upward fire ladder. On the opposite side is a vacant house with no owners. Next to the opposite door is the entrance and exit of the fire staircase. A little further back from the entrance, it's the elevator. In this way, it constitutes a relatively closed and narrow space at the door of Yang Xiaohai's house.

The staircase was cut off from the outside by a fire door, making it impossible for the constant roars and strange noises to cause substantial damage.

Pulling on the cotton slippers for five yuan a pair, Yang Xiaohai walked to the staircase door crackling and held the flat doorknob. The handle was densely packed, and it was very tightly wrapped around a thick iron cable. He paused on the handle, pressed down sharply, and then retracted like an electric shock.

With a bang, the fire door slammed inward, and a black claw followed in!

Sharp and slender black nails are scratched in the face!

The door opened so crampedly that it was difficult for a finger to enter before reaching the tip of the nose.

The steel chain is attached to the wall of the unit at one end and wrapped around the doorknob at the other. Because of this, the staircase door can only be opened slightly, revealing only a narrow gap.

How narrow is the gap? The spacing is at most palm-wide. With such space, it is the limit for claws to squeeze in. If you want to scratch Yang Xiaohai one meter away, it's a fool's dream.

Through the light, Yang Xiaohai looked at the guy outside the crack in the door: gray and black slender nails, green hands; On his thin arm, which was skinny, there were five or six deep wounds that could be seen to the bone. a ribbed torso, a dead gray head; At first glance, I thought it was a mung bean sprout that had been transformed. The muscles on his cheeks were jagged, revealing sharp, yellow-green drooling teeth. There are only two holes left in the nose. A pair of gray and pupilless eyes were facing Yang Xiaohai.

The stench poured in through the crack in the door, snapping on the face like substance. Although the smell can be used as a biological weapon, Yang Xiaohai always hugged his arms and did not move the place. He looked silent, letting his sharp fingertips run in front of his nose.

A few seconds later, inhaling deeply, holding the breath, retreating, leaning forward, and clenching his fists with both hands, Yang Xiaohai yelled with all his might: "Ah......hh

The sound is like a broken gong, but it is better than the breath, and the floating ash that has accumulated on the top of the head for many years is shocked to the ground.

"The perverted 'old king', you deserve to be unlucky, you should be on the street! What kind of hatred and what kind of grudge, why are you blocking my door? Can't you just go to another place? I don't even go to the toilet all day long, you're going to die of thirst for me! Heavens, earth, who can take this unfortunate wow! ”

Pulling the broken gong and howling dryly, he didn't squeeze out a single tear. "Lao Wang" was annoyed and angry when he was scolded, and squeezed his other hand in. The claws scratched up and down in vain, and the mouth kept roaring: "Whoop......"

"Dare to talk back!" Yang Xiaohai was even angrier.

He took a big step back, and in the air, he hysterically burst into obscenity: "I will take your lungs, I thank you for your eight generations of ancestors!" I'm dying of thirst, okay! Let's get out, let's finish together! Master, I blew up my body after I died, and the first thing I wanted to do was to blow you up......"

Vicious curses, shameless insults, and hoarse and broken gongs make Yang Xiaohai, who is not like a monster than a monster.

Maybe it's a few minutes, or a few hours, Yang Xiaohai pinched his waist, snorting and panting like a dilapidated bellows - thirsty, tired, I really can't scold! If you have another can of "White Cow", it will be perfect! Hey, what kind of bike do you want, that's good.

With a pinch of chapped lips, like a victorious rooster, Yang Xiaohai paced home satisfied. After a "bang", the small space became pitch black again.

The "old king" who was scolded wildly pulled the iron rope aggrievedly, but no one paid attention to it anymore.

In the room, the catharsis did not bring much joy, and Yang Xiaohai, who had a dry mouth, was still restless.

He sat on the computer cradle, slid the mouse with his hand, and opened the browser. I noticed that a video on the CATV website was flashing red. After clicking on it, I found that the usually dignified and beautiful hostess was a little flustered at the moment.

The lady held the microphone tightly in her suit and insisted on reporting in an irrepressible trembling voice: "Headquarters TV, headquarters TV, I am Zhao Fangzhuo, a special correspondent of this station, and I am now in Beijing...... Live broadcast for you in front of the gate of the Ministry of Health! As you can see, the gentleman on my left is Comrade Zhao Guijie, the chief person in charge of the health department of Huaxia Company, a member of the International Alliance for Biological and Chemical Weapons Defense and Evaluation, and vice president of the General Academy of Sciences of Huaxia State Company. ”

The camera turned to the old man with snow-dyed hair.

The old man wore a white lab coat and had a meticulous hairstyle. Steadily took the shaking microphone, and after facing the camera, he said slowly: "Compatriots, citizens of the state company." No matter how sensational what is said below, please do not doubt its veracity! The old man paused, as if organizing the language.

Just as he was wearing a bow tie, the old man stretched out three fingers again: "I'll only talk about three things." It's not a long time, I hope you put down what you are doing, listen attentively, and it's best to miss a word. Because the absorption of information will directly affect your life. ”

The old man coughed dryly and continued: "First: it has been confirmed that some kind of deadly virus has broken out. The virus is coming rapidly, and there is no cure for it. We know very little about the virus, and only speculate that it may have been transmitted by bodily fluids.

The few known signs are that the brain will quickly gelatin and coagulate when infected by the virus. After the 'infected' is brain dead, the body is still able to move on its own. Powerful and aggressive, chasing the living and having a high level of individual corruption.

Therefore, I would like to remind you that the 'Infected' are a group of brain-dead walking corpses with no thoughts, no feelings. They bear your familiar faces, but they have only a primitive and obsessive desire for flesh and blood!

Second: Survivors who have not been infected should collect food and water as much as possible, close all access routes, and stay at home as much as possible.

Companies will do everything they can to protect people and have the capacity to resolve the crisis, but it will take time to react. People are asked to protect themselves as much as possible and wait for help to arrive.

Third, and most importantly, this is the point.

If you find an infected person nearby, stay away quickly, even if it's a loved one, and don't try to save it.

If you are entangled and cannot get out, you can use all means to protect yourself.

Again, I stress that the 'infected' are brain dead and there is no cure for them. Extremely contagious and 100% fatal!

In the face of the 'infected', don't hesitate! At present, the information we have only knows that the key point of the 'infected' is the head, and it is not very effective to attack other places..."

Yang Xiaohai listened to the longer and longer speeches, noncommittal.

He looked indifferent thousands of miles away, but the female reporter in front of the camera panicked.

The old man, who was talking to himself, was suddenly snatched away from the microphone. The old man looked at the plain dignified and generous female reporter in astonishment. only to find that her face was pale, and her eyes were staring stiffly behind her: "Dean Zhao, they, they..."

He looked back at his finger and saw a large crowd of stumbling men in white coats running towards him.

"Invented!" Zhao Guijie shouted, and ran away.

In an instant, the figure of the little old man disappeared behind the corner of the building.

The rest of the people first looked at each other blankly, and then shouted in unison, grabbing the back of the little old man and following.

The camera lens left behind on the ground was pointed right at the crowd.

As a result, the employees of the national company watched the group of people climb the iron fence frantically.

Leaving behind a few unlucky eggs impaled by iron tips, they crawled and screamed after the fleeing crowd.

A big foot fell in the oblique and smashed the camera in one fell swoop.

Yang Xiaoguan dropped the computer, stretched his neck, got up and walked to the bedroom.

Hold up the telescope hanging around your neck, look through the glass window, and look down at the roof opposite.

Immediately, a figure of a man in a security uniform appeared in view.

The man walked back and forth in circles, and there were all kinds of pots and pots around him.

Yang Xiaohai unscrewed the window and let the freshness of early spring fill the room.

Picked up a white drawing board and wrote six big words with a carbon pen: "No play, no rescue!" ”。

Half of his body leaned out of the window, and Yang Xiaohai waved hard. After a few clicks, there was a response from the other side.

The man also raised the white drawing board and shook it gently at Yang Xiaohai. However, there was not a word on the drawing board, and all I could see was a scribbled bloodstain.

Startled, the telescope hurriedly swept towards his face. Without much effort, Yang Xiaohai quickly found a pair of pale and dead gray eyes.

"Alas, I'm the only one left!" Yang Xiaohai sighed and returned to the living room.

Pick up the small hammer on the ground with his left hand, and pick up the flat-edged screwdriver on the table with his right hand; Pushing the door and glancing at the cheering "Lao Wang" outside the fire door, Yang Xiaohai walked towards the fire ladder without hesitation.

"Boom!" A hammer smashed into the butt of the screwdriver, sparking the baffle fold at the end of the ladder.