The dim light paints a strange picture: the infected all have their heads down, but their shoulders shake small and quickly. The air was filled with yellow smoke, rolling slowly, and spreading firmly towards the broken metal door at the end of the hall. Farther away, it was dark night outside the door.

This is what Yang Xiaohai saw after opening his eyes. It was as if he had slept for a long time, dazed. Not thirsty, not hungry or tired, but a little sluggish in thinking. A few guys around him aroused his disgust: "It's dirty, why are you so close to me?" ”

Right in front of Yang Xiaohai, there stood a guy with no ears and no hair. Judging from the flat chest, this bald man should be a male, right? On the left, there is a big fat man with big hands, big feet, and a bigger head. The fat trembled non-stop.

On the right, there is an old man in a padded jacket. The whole face turned purple and black, and the whole body was gray and protruding, except for a handful of white hair on the top of the head.

Yang Xiaohai didn't look at it anymore, although he was disgusted, he was no stranger to these guys. For more than a month, Yang Xiaohai has not been asleep. Occasionally, he opened his eyes a few times. What I saw then was the same as it is now. It's just that he didn't have the ability to think at all.

After the collision just now, a thunderclap sounded in his head, and then he inexplicably regained consciousness.

Yang Xiaohai looked around and stretched out his hand again. The "hand" is full of holes. As soon as he dug with his sharp nails, a golden bullet was dug out. Looking at the deformed metal,

Yang Xiaohai's thoughts became coherent little by little: "I remember, I fell for Xie Muschel's lock technique. I couldn't breathe, and I fell to the ground. Wanru stared at me with a strange look she had never seen before. Wanru..."Yang Xiaohai remembered. He was indeed strangled to death by Shemuchel. It's just Wanru...

Thinking of that gentle, ruthless, and sweet woman, Yang Xiaohai's heart became entangled. Even if he has become an "infected", even if time has passed, the despair and chill of dying are still engraved in my heart and remembered.

The first woman in his life, the first person who made him no longer lonely, willing to trust him with his life, and willing to be with each other, abandoned him like a shoe. The most deadly thing is that a few taels of flesh on the body were broken off and disappeared. Such an absurd scene made him almost vomit blood.

The beautiful appearance hides the perverted character; Beautiful rhetoric piles up with a mouth full of lies. Yang Xiaohai remained motionless for a long time like a clay statue. Feelings of remorse and chagrin flooded him like a tidal wave.

Outside the dilapidated "shelter", the light once again expelled the darkness, but Yang Xiaohai still did not raise his head. The sun ran behind the thick clouds for a day, and returned home from work on time. The moon rises through the gaps in the clouds, occasionally skimming the devastated earth. It only took a few glances, and the sun took over again.

The dim "shelter" was once again penetrated by the sun, but Yang Xiaohai, who was carved in stone and clay, still stood still. It's as if everything in the world is no longer related to him.

He doesn't move, but that doesn't mean the world will stop moving with it. Suddenly, a howl rang out in the hall. Immediately after, the smoke and dust poured up, and the unusually muscular "Stallone" stood up, like a heavy tank, "booming" towards the source of the howl.

It turned out that another "infected" had a mutation. This time, it's an old woman with white silk on her head. The withered, emaciated body trembled violently. With the shaking, there were cracks on the skin, and a dazzling red light came out from under the skin. The red light became brighter and brighter, and the roaring sound became louder and louder.

The old skin on the surface has fallen off, the red light quickly turns into new skin, and the face is gradually getting younger.

The body is like a rejuvenating child, and it quickly transforms into lightness and tallness. In the blink of an eye, a slender female "infected" was born. However, the splendid splendor has not yet fully bloomed, and the mountain-like body of "Stallone" has already been killed behind him.

Raise your big hand and quickly swipe it with a half-meter-long nail. The youth of almost 20 years old was divided into two halves. "Stallone" opened his bloody mouth. In a few moments, the howl of excitement resounded through the halls of the "Vault".

The screams alarmed Yang Xiaohai in the chaos. looked up blankly, and saw "Stallone", who was as tall as a flock. Looking over the shoulders of the "infected", Yang Xiaohai stared at the corners of "Stallone's" reddish mouth, and poked out his tongue with greed.

Pushing down the earless man in front of him, pulling away the unlucky guy in jeans, Yang Xiaohai savagely separated a road and rushed in the direction of "Sylvester Stallone". The smell that lingered on the tip of the nose became more and more intense. When you smell it from afar, you will feel refreshed; When I inhale it again, I feel like I am seduced by it, and I just want to take the supreme fragrance for myself.

stumbled in front of the old woman, but saw that "Stallone" was roaring excitedly. stared at the red glow in a daze, and almost poked the root of his tongue out. The delicacy was right in front of him, but he stubbornly suppressed his desire and did not compete with "Stallone" for food.

Although the desire in his body drove him strongly, the sluggish reason nailed his feet to death. After a while, "Stallone" threw away the remains. Split his big hand, and his half-meter-long nails pointed straight at him!

Just a finger, but a strong sense of detention suddenly appeared in my mind. It seems that "Stallone" has become an irresistible existence, as if he has become the king who decides his life and death.

"A dead thing, still trying to crush me?" Yang Xiaohai's crimson pupils contracted violently, and he looked up at the root claws of "Stallone"! Although he is only as tall as the waist of "Stallone", he is not afraid. I can't tell why, there seems to be a voice shouting in my heart: Death is death, and there must be no retreat!

Strange to say, Yang Xiaohai stalked his neck, and the strange sense of oppression and threat quickly receded like a tide. Yang Xiaohai was not suppressed by that will, and "Stallone" didn't react, but just resorted to methods, and regardless of the result, he walked to a stone pillar in the center of the hall and sat down quietly.

With the stone mill as the center, there are no infected people in a circle. Since people ignore it, it's okay to move around freely. Yang Xiaohai withdrew his following gaze and walked towards the abandoned old woman. As far as the eye can see, inside the miserable white, it is empty, and the strange fragrance has disappeared without a trace.

Yang Xiaohai guessed that the strange fragrance should be produced after the mutation of the "infected". That's why "Stallone" gathered so many "infected people" around him. It's just that why the "infected" will mutate, and what it will become, is not something that Yang Xiaohai can speculate.

Thinking that he had become a captive animal of "Stallone", Yang Xiaohai felt uncomfortable. If one day, he also has a change, will "Stallone" lick himself as a yogurt lid? For safety, Yang Xiaohai turned around and squeezed towards the broken door of the "refuge".

Getting closer and closer to the bright broken iron door, Yang Xiaohai became more and more nervous. Not for anything else, just because a majestic voice is roaring in my head: "Don't leave control, otherwise, destroy you!" ”

How did that mechanical voice come to mind? As for the question of how it came about, there is really no need to explore, and it is enough for the old otaku to know that the warning is from "Stallone".

After walking a few more meters, Yang Xiaohai suddenly felt palpitations. Stop and look back. "Sylvester Stallone" is standing up from the stone pier. Yang Xiaohai immediately took a few steps back. Although "Stallone" ignored his actions in the hall, he would never let him leave without his eyes.

borrowed 10,000 guts, and he didn't have the certainty of a tough "Stallone" head-on. Yang Xiaohai could only compromise, and then slowly walked back. After only a few steps, "Stallone" sat back down on the stone pier and continued to eat its ashes.

Seeing that "Stallone" was "petrified" again, Yang Xiaohai ran to the door again, but his eyes never left the burly figure of "Stallone". Sure enough, as soon as Yang Xiaohai got a little closer to the door, "Stallone" immediately stood up, and the warning sounded in his mind.

Yang Xiaohai took a few steps back into the hall, and "Stallone" would immediately sit down obediently again.

After going back and forth several times, Yang Xiaohai completely died. After some tossing, I also came up with two answers:

1. "Stallone" is very strong, not only can he give warnings and coercion, but he also has a lot of dust on his body. But in the final analysis, it is still a dead thing, and there is no human intelligence.

Second, the dilapidated "shelter" is a pit that is allowed to enter but not to be allowed to exit! I didn't have the consciousness before, I can't say whether I want to think about it, but now I have indeed become a free-spirited animal.

Unwilling to be reconciled, he also tried to find another exit. However, although the gate of the "refuge" is dilapidated, the overall framework is still intact. There is no way out except the dilapidated iron gate.