Qin Ruyu stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the department store, looking at the military jeep that was heading away, and her pretty face was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

At this time, the gunshots around him could not distract Qin Ruyu in the slightest.

The eyes of the major general watched the jeep go away, and he could only mutter: "No wonder this guy can come back alive from Nandu, it turns out that this is the case...... But why didn't the zombies bite him? ”

No one could answer the question, and the surrounding soldiers were quickly clearing the department store of zombies and searching every place where anyone might be hiding.

Looking at his subordinates who were chased by zombies and screaming, Qin Ruyu was puzzled.

Meanwhile, in another building, a unit led by a high-ranking officer is doing the same thing.

Scavenge zombies and find target tasks.

However, the grumpy major general was now more angry, and was yelling at his group of soldiers: "You idiots, this is the emotional underwear counter, we are looking for an old man, you use your pig brains to think about it, will he stay in this kind of place?" ”

The soldiers hurriedly put away the stockings, Durex, airplane cups, and unspeakable objects they had found, and quickly searched for other places.

……

Song Ziyu drove the car and wandered alone through the streets full of zombies.

The journey to NTU is not easy, although zombies will not take the initiative to bite themselves, but these monsters whose brains are no different from will not know how to give way or anything.

In just two kilometers, Song Ziyu drove for an hour and was still stuck in the road, and his feet were almost numb.

The horsepower of this jeep was not strong enough to run over it.

Therefore, after Song Ziyu opened a section, he could only choose a path with fewer zombies to detour.

Finally, after going through many difficulties, Song Ziyu came to Nandu University on Confucian Temple Street.

After entering the campus, Song Ziyu saw many former students of Southern University.

These national reserves of talents, which should have a bright future, are now all zombies, wandering in the chaotic campus, as if silently protesting against the injustice of fate.

Song Ziyu couldn't help but sigh.

Is this the ultimate destiny of humanity?

It's sad.

Abandoning distracting thoughts, Song Ziyu drove all the way to the bottom of Bowang.

Parking the car outside the dormitory door, Song Ziyu walked into the dormitory building.

In the first corridor of the door, Song Ziyu bumped into a zombie.

This zombie was wearing a well-cut old-fashioned Nandu University uniform, looking old-fashioned, and it was Guan Shaobai, his former counselor.

Looking at Guan Shaobai, whose eyes were blood-red and expressionless, Song Ziyu sighed.

The picture of drinking and chatting with the seniors under the moonlight on that day is still fresh in my memory, but now they are separated by heaven and earth.

That's fine, at least the seniors won't worry about lending.

Song Ziyu crossed Guan Shaobai and came to the dormitory room where he lived.

Pushing open the dormitory door, Song Ziyu's own bed was empty.

The other one himself is not here.

Song Ziyu turned around and was about to leave, but two zombies surrounded him, sniffing around him like dogs, and making a sound of "eating, eating" in his mouth.

When Song Ziyu saw this scene, he was angry.

These two guys are none other than Jiang Zhe and Liu Kun, two idiots!

Looking at the zombie's contempt for himself, Song Ziyu could guess with his ass closed his eyes how contemptuous and insulting these two things were to him in life, and now they have become zombies and use their muscle memory to mock themselves.

Damn the guys!

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu shot directly, and hit Jiang Zhe and Liu Kun's heads with both hands.

The powerful force instantly caused the two heads to directly dry up and shatter.

Throwing away these two guys, Song Ziyu glanced at his bed again, picked up the sweater that his mother had knitted for himself at the head of the bed, and left without looking back.

After taking a few steps, Song Ziyu retreated again, looking at Jiang Zhe's ninety percent new NB hiking boots on his feet, and then at his broken military boots full of mud and filth, Song Ziyu was thoughtful.

……

Leaving the dormitory, Song Ziyu went straight to the basketball court.

In Song Ziyu's own opinion, if he is an ordinary student, the basketball court is probably one of the few places he will go.

When he came to the basketball court, Song Ziyu saw dozens of zombies in pants.

Carefully observed these zombies, there was no figure of himself among them, but Song Ziyu saw Lu Fang and Guo Wei.

Looking at the big guy who had a fight with him on the basketball court in the past, Song Ziyu shook his head.

The past is not traceable.

Leaving the basketball court, Song Ziyu went straight to the student union building.

The small western-style building that used to be foreign is now lifeless.

Walking into the student union building, Song Ziyu was stopped by a zombie with strange behavior.

This zombie is wearing a classic Western bachelor's robe, looking like King Wu Zheng of Zhou, if it weren't for the blood-red eyes and withered face, no one would believe that this was a zombie.

Song Ziyu knows this goods. This guy is Ding Ze, a student union cadre who reported the title of "Little Tree Planting Expert" when he first came to the student union.

For this person, Song Ziyu didn't have much affection for him, and was ready to take a detour upstairs.

I don't want this zombie to stop me all the time, just like I did when I mocked myself.

Song Ziyu kicked this guy away directly, and then went upstairs to find someone.

It's a pity that all the student union buildings are still empty, and most of the student union cadres have already fled.

In addition to the student union, Song Ziyu looked for several places where he might go, such as the girls' dormitory and the library, but unfortunately there were still no clues.

Now Song Ziyu was a little blind.

Where will the other self go?

It's not a worry-free thing!

Song Ziyu launched a carpet search in the school, but he didn't find it, and he didn't want to see Wu Fan and Ye Qianqian, who had become zombies in the sycamore forest.

What I didn't expect was this!

Wu Fan, who had become a zombie, was beating Ye Qianqian, who had also become a zombie.

Song Ziyu couldn't help but laugh a little dumbly.

This Ye Qianqian is also a wonder, she has become a zombie and her true colors have not changed, and she is still being beaten by Wu Fan.

What is it called?

This is probably the so-called ghost can't turn over.

Song Ziyu stepped forward, unscrewed off Wu Fan's dog head, and then walked away, leaving Ye Qianqian a little dazed.

……

Song Ziyu searched almost all over NTU, but failed to find out his whereabouts.

Things came to this point, and Song Ziyu's heart almost sank into the valley.

Judging from the current possibility, the other self is afraid that he is finished.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu sighed, and couldn't help but feel a little hungry.

Wait a minute!

Hungry......

Song Ziyu suddenly remembered that he seemed to be ignoring a place.

That's right!

That place is the cafeteria.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu came to his senses, and then drove towards the canteen.

On the road, Song Ziyu gradually slowed down.

Because I found some signs that were not quite normal.

Some strange zombie corpses were killed on the side of the road, and these zombies were all very uniformly decapitated and mutilated.

Seeing this scene, Song Ziyu had a creepy feeling for the first time.

Looking at the mutilated wounds on the zombies, Song Ziyu immediately judged that this was a bite mark.

Bite marks!

Obviously, this is not something that humans can do!