[Group of low-level zombies: There are a large number of them, please deal with them carefully, take the group as a unit, follow the actions of the leading zombies, and once you lose the leader, you will act separately. 】

Walking at the front of the zombie group is a fat aunt with brown braids and a round face. His face was covered with wrinkles, and there was only one eyeball left in his eye socket.

It should be the leader of the zombies in this town, Shen Mingyuan stepped on the pedal hard.

Click, the chain rust fell, the bike turned, and now I could go.

The chain turned faster and faster, and the zombies behind him followed all the way.

The wind kept hitting his face, there was nothing wrong with this, Shen Mingyuan thought.

[This life path has been predicted.] 】

[Day 1: You successfully escaped the sneak attack of the eagles, obtained some supplies, and defeated the zombies, but the explosion of the zombies attracted other zombies in the town, in order to escape the pursuit, you picked up a bicycle, and successfully started. But the bicycle chain, which was too old and had a huge amount of friction, broke it. 】

[The hordes of zombies swarmed up, tore you apart, and you died again.] 】

[Day 2: You die on the road.] 】

[Day 3: You die on the road and are crushed by a fleeing car bound for the city of Jossen.] 】

...

He quickly read the text.

The bicycle chain broke instantly, "Isn't it?" He was stunned.

A bike that loses its driving force slows down.

Shen Mingyuan quickly jumped out of the car, it seems that he can only fight with you.

Quickly pulled out the machete in his backpack and stared at the zombie horde.

The leading zombie roared, and stopped, looking at Shen Mingyuan like dead wood.

The middle-aged male zombies beside him rushed straight towards him.

Shen Mingyuan waved the machete in his hand, and the two male zombies stretched out their fingertips, and he could clearly see the white creatures that were constantly drilling back and forth in the zombies' already rotting mouths.

Its head, half eaten by the white creature, kept wriggling between the bones, and the zombie shook its head.

The pulp runs down the hole and drips to the ground.

This strange smell was even stronger than before, and Shen Mingyuan pushed the two zombies away.

The zombies twisted their necks and made a clattering sound.

He quickly stepped forward, swung his machete, and snapped.

The two zombies were slashed directly to the ground.

"Did I win?" Shen Mingyuan looked at the zombies on the ground.

The corners of their mouths twitched, and their mouths stopped whimpering.

It stands to reason that a zombie whose head is split in half will die, but some of the flesh and blood between the zombies are still adhered to and have not been completely destroyed.

The zombies around them were still standing, their faces still retaining the expressions they had before they died—sadness, anger, pain, satisfaction, disgust, contempt.

It's ridiculous.

Shen Mingyuan took a few steps back, and the rest of the zombies stepped forward and surrounded him.

Bang bang, the corpses of the zombies on the ground, the connected part of the flesh, grew rapidly, and gradually moved closer to the middle.

When two bodies are completely connected. The zombie stood up again.

Shen Mingyuan stared at the zombie, and in the middle of its body, only a light-colored red line remained.

Is this all right? He was a little surprised, the horizontal split could not solve the other party. You can only use the traditional decapitation style to kill zombies.

The corners of the zombie's mouth drooled, glaring at him viciously.

"Come on." Shen Mingyuan aimed at the zombie's neck.

Smack, the zombie catches the giant blade.

Grabbing Shen Mingyuan's shoulders, the long black armor pierced into his flesh.

Blood flowed out instantly, and Shen Mingyuan exerted his strength and clenched the machete in his hand.

"Let it go." He yelled.

The zombie went straight to his neck and bit down.

The source of infection entered the bloodstream along the wound on his neck, like the venom of a poisonous snake, hot and painful, and he was weak, but he could feel that the source of infection was constantly swimming along the blood vessels.

After biting, the zombie did not let go.

Then, another zombie stepped forward. A hard bite.

Shen Mingyuan's vision was blurred, and in a trance, zombies rushed towards him, and the source of infection anesthetized him, but he could still barely feel that there were many zombies.

The large dose of the source of infection hastened his death.

[A safe life node has been selected for you, and the number of choices remaining: 3 times.] 】

I heard the voice of a man in my ears.

Shen Mingyuan frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and looked around, looking for the supplies he had just gotten.

"Young man, are you feeling better?" A middle-aged man asked with a serious face.

Shen Mingyuan looked at this strange man, he hadn't met any living people before, could it be that he was another player in the game's closed beta?

When the man saw that the other party did not answer, he felt that he was a little presumptuous.

"I'm sorry, I haven't found a survivor in months, so I'm a little excited." He touched the Swiss Army knife at his waist.

"My name is Hank and I'm a hunter. It must have taken a lot of effort to defeat the zombies. He raised a smile and looked at the thin young man.

It was hard for him to imagine how the other party had defeated the zombies.

Shen Mingyuan nodded and continued to be silent.

The walls of the house are covered with various animal skins, and the shelves are filled with all kinds of magical medicine jars, which exude a strange smell.

It was a small wooden house, and there was silence around it, as if zombies had never set foot in this area.

Seeing the other party, Hank still remained vigilant, sighed, squatted down to open the wooden locker beside him, and handed the backpack to Shen Mingyuan.

"This backpack is yours." He looked at each other.

"Thank you." Shen Mingyuan took the backpack and put it in his hand.

"Just call me Shen Mingyuan." He looked up and continued.

Hank nodded slightly, looked at the other party with interest, and handed the colorful wild fruit on the table to Shen Mingyuan.

The skin of the colorful wild fruit, as if dyed with pigment ink, exudes an unknown smell.

"Recently, the zombie herd, closer to this forest, can only live by picking wild fruits, I really don't know, when they will leave." He looked at the beautiful woman on the table next to the bed.

The woman stood in the middle of the wheat field, dressed in a young green puffy skirt and smiling sweetly.

With a slightly sad expression, he picked up the photo, stroked the woman's cheek, and paused for a moment.

Hank broke the colorful wild fruit in half and stuffed one of them into his mouth.

It is proven that this wild fruit is not poisonous.

Shen Mingyuan put his mind at ease and stuffed the remaining half of the slice into his mouth, the wild fruit was light and tasteless, and it tasted powdery.

"Now can you tell me how you defeated the zombies?" He looked sincere.

He used to be cowardly, and he no longer wants to continue to be cowardly. He wants revenge, if he had shot bravely, then his wife would not have been killed by zombies.

After his wife was bitten, he joined the zombie team, I don't know if she is still alive, he slowly raised his head and looked at Shen Mingyuan.

The corners of Hank's mouth quivered and he whimpered.

Looking at Hank, who saved his life, Shen Mingyuan couldn't bear to refuse his invitation.