Maybe it's the stray zombies who came running over to find food after the survivors left, I said to myself.

Then I climbed up to the old elm tree outside the gate, and aimed the short crossbow I found at the zombies in the yard, the first one fell to the ground with an arrow in the back of the head, and the other two immediately looked up in alarm, lowered their bodies and heads, and used the carcass of wild boars as cover.

Annoying! Why are these three zombies different from each other?

They know how to hide and observe, which ordinary zombies can't, which means that they can not only receive information from the outside world, but also react, just like me!

But I was in the dark, and the position was high, and the boar's body couldn't stop my crossbow arrows, so a few seconds later another zombie was assassinated by me, and the last one realized that it was useless to dodge, and wanted to flee on all fours, and it chose to run deep into the forest, the speed was extremely fast, and the posture and direction of its escape made it difficult for me to aim at its head, so I could only watch it leave, and disappeared into the dense forest with a few shakes.

I slid down the old elm tree and looked through the bungalows on the forest farm, and there were empty cans and food bags in each room, and it seemed that I had guessed correctly, and I didn't want to delay for a second at the thought of meeting my parents.

But I was not carried away by joy, I don't know if there are any zombies like that just now in the mountains, if there are, there are many, I can't deal with a crossbow alone, and I am not sure if they also eat or attack the same kind, I must not take it lightly.

So I decided to rest and wait for the evening to go back into the mountains, and as the sun went down, the familiar and alluring aroma reappeared, and I reacted more than the last time, as if I had developed some kind of dependence on it, and the desire to eat it was twice as strong as the last time.

Like a drug addict, I ran in the direction of the aroma without hesitation, without even a bow and a backpack.

The smell came from the depths of the forest, and I gritted my teeth, and I wanted to run on all fours, and there was indeed more than one beastly zombie around, and the sound of the grass and crackling branches was endless, but I kept a certain distance between them, and the two sides could not see each other.

The forest scenery in the sunset was magnificent, but I and the other zombies didn't bother to enjoy the scenery at all, and 20 seconds was like a life-and-death struggle, but unfortunately my two legs still couldn't outrun their four legs, and they didn't stop after the fragrance disappeared, and continued to run in that direction.

Is it fifty meters or a hundred meters?

It's just a little bit, but slow is slow, regret, unwillingness, jealousy and other emotions came to my heart, but I was scared back after hearing a few miserable howls.

Could it be that the zombies are fighting over the purple flower?

So I still have a chance?

Thinking like this, I had already taken a big step under my feet, and the smell of fish was getting stronger, and I raised my crossbow, not knowing if I would have time to stage a yellow finch behind.

The scattered corpses showed the severity of the battle, and on the grass in the center of the corpses, a small purple flower bloomed, and I swallowed my saliva, it was purely Paplov's phenomenon.

Appetite overcame reason, and my brain selectively ignored the surrounding anomaly, and my legs uncontrollably approached the beautiful and seductive little flower.

Three steps, two steps, one step!

Bang!

My body suddenly took off, and the feeling of weightlessness made me almost vomit my heart, and a large net enveloped me and hung me in the air.

My screams weren't weaker than those who had been dismembered, and I had encountered highly intelligent creatures that would use traps to catch living creatures, but I immediately realized that it might be a survivor hiding here, and I was immediately unafraid of it.

"Help! I'm human! I shouted, my body swaying from side to side in the net with inertia.

"People?" A deep voice came from below.

"To me as a living person, as a survivor, I want to find my parents."

"Lying zombies."

Before the words of the people below fell, my body was weightless again, and I smashed straight to the ground, and this time my internal organs seemed to be displaced, and I couldn't get up for a long time on the ground.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a bearded uncle's face appeared in front of me, this man was a little old, and there were three deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

"Want to eat?" He pointed to the purple flowers on the grass, and his tone was like a strange uncle who lured children into eating lollipops.

"Think...... Don't want to! "My instinct was quicker than my reason to answer, so I quickly changed my words.

"Do you want to or don't want to?"

"I-"

"You're a zombie! Don't quibble, don't play tricks, answer my questions honestly. ”

"Ahem~ I want to eat."