Kyungwon looked up, and the sky was overcast with dark clouds.

He was walking on the cobblestone path of ten miles of sunshine and was about to go out.

I looked at the mechanical watch on my wrist, but it was only 9 o'clock in the morning, and not a single ray of sunlight could shine through the clouds on the earth, and the dark clouds made people feel depressed, and the trunks of the trees on both sides of the wind-blown road were tilted, and the dead leaves were scattered on the ground for nothing.

It seems like a rainstorm is coming.

When he woke up in the morning, he found that the "puffiness" in the status bar was gone, and there was no longer a description of "1.5 times the damage suffered", which was reflected in the body, and his skin had become firm again, and it was no longer a pit when pressed like on the first day.

Maybe it's the effect of that mango, in short, his health has reached 27 points, and his condition is unprecedentedly good.

The next morning, he didn't have the same unconscious sleepwalking as he did on the first day, probably because there was no sunlight today, or maybe he had closed the curtains.

After he opened a can of canned luncheon meat, he went out alone with a rifle, pistol and homemade spear, without Xiaobai, he just planned to find a zombie nearby to practice.

"It's not really going to rain, is it..."

Looking at the gloomy sky, his pace couldn't help but speed up a little.

If it rains, his perception will be hit in all directions.

Needless to say, the vision is like a highly myopic eye, and it is naturally even more difficult to see in the dense rain curtain and water mist.

But it's not a big problem, and he doesn't rely on vision now.

The problem is that his sense of smell and hearing is disturbed by rain, which can mask the smell of his surroundings, and the sound of raindrops falling will also reduce his ability to hear and discern the location.

Heavy rain is definitely not a good thing for him.

He was a little afraid of being caught in the rain, the rain in this area seemed to be acidic, and in the places he walked yesterday, many roads and dirt had been corroded by acid rain for a long time.

Those zombies who didn't know how many years they had been in the open air were the victims of acid rain.

For example, the zombie cluster in Shunxiang supermarket, because they were hiding indoors, the degree of decay was not obvious, and the zombies he saw outdoors were almost rotten and about to turn into a puddle of silt, and the acid rain doubled the rate of their decay.

So he was afraid that the rain would affect him as well.

"Let's go back quickly."

He followed the route he had taken yesterday and passed through the gate of ten miles of sunshine.

After yesterday's afternoon of exploration, the surrounding map is already very familiar to him.

But he suddenly stopped, unlike the empty streets of yesterday, there were zombies roaming outside that were visible to the naked eye.

1，2，3，4...

With the dying zombie paralyzed on the side of the road, there were four of them wandering the road.

They walked aimlessly, like a group of lonely ghosts.

"Did you come from over there?"

Kyungwon looked at the end of the road, there was a residential area over there, and like Ten Mile Sunshine, it had not been bombed, at least in his field of vision, and he didn't see the collapsed buildings and the ruins of high-rise buildings over there.

"But why didn't you see them wandering around yesterday?"

Yesterday all afternoon, he was outside picking up garbage, and he didn't even see a wandering zombie, and the few zombies he encountered just stood in place stupidly, waiting for him to make a noise before reacting.

It's because... Sunshine?

Kyungwon looked up again.

The only difference between today and yesterday is sunshine.

Yesterday it was a sunny day, and plenty of sunshine shone on the land.

So... Sunlight... Will it make the zombies inactive, and conversely, when it's cloudy, the zombies will slowly become active?

Or is it due to temperature changes?

Kyungwon thought to himself that there must be a reason for suddenly seeing zombies active.

To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like when the sun rises in winter, there are more people moving in the park, and when it's cloudy, there are no people in sight.

It seems that we should pay special attention to the cloudy days in the future.

The wind grew stronger again, blowing up Kyungwon's bangs, revealing a wide forehead, and the ropes on both sides of the hood of his sweatshirt floated behind him with the wind.

The sand was flying, and the tiny stones on the ground collided in a hazy layer of gravel fragments.

The sound of ghosts crying and howling echoed through the streets.

Kyungwon grabbed two ropes from his sweatshirt and tied a knot in his chest.

The weather was not suitable for going out, and it looked like the rainstorm was about to finish and soon pour down, but luckily he didn't go far.

He stared at a zombie walking directly across from him, untied the hemp rope around his waist, and removed the spear from his back.

I went out to test the gun, and I didn't have to work hard to get there.

Before it rains, kill two hot hands.

The zombie was about fifteen meters away from Jing Yuan, and Jing Yuan slowly walked towards it while observing, not in a hurry to attack first.

It was a zombie with intact limbs, all the hair on its scalp had fallen out, and only a few dry hairs remained, shriveled and fragile, walking slowly like an old man, its jaw could not be closed as if it had been dislocated, revealing jet-black fangs, sharp nails on its hands, and black blood vessels bulging into the rough skin like sandpaper.

When I got closer, this appearance was still very scary.

Only then did Jing Yuan realize that this zombie was not wandering aimlessly, it was attracted to it.

The sound of the wind, the rustle of leaves, the crash of stones on the ground, when these sounds appear around it, it will follow the sound and change direction.

The direction of these cacophony sounds shifted, turning it into a fly scurrying around.

Kyungwon felt his proximity, which did not arouse the interest of this zombie.

Even if he walked within five meters of the zombie, it still chased the ethereal sound of the environment, and as long as Jing Yuan didn't make a loud noise, it would treat Jing Yuan as nothing.

It seems to treat Kyungwon as if it were the same kind.

Kyungwon raised his arm and sniffed the smell on his body, there was no rancid smell, but there was a musty smell like he had been in the attic for a long time and had not seen the sun, as well as the smell of dirt, gunsmoke, and dried blood.

Is it because he doesn't have the breath of a living creature that he doesn't take him seriously?

Sure enough, what attracted zombies yesterday was the breath of the living creatures on Xiaobai's body.

After verifying his conjecture, he decided to do it.

The barrel of the gun hits the pavement with a crisp humming sound.

The zombie was immediately attracted to him and walked over with a low hiss.

Kyungwon took a deep breath, gripped the barrel of the hose gun tightly with both hands, and waited for the zombie to enter his attack range, and then stabbed out with all his milk.

With a flash of black light, the spear head pierced deep into the zombie's sunken eye socket, popping its bulging eyeballs.

The zombie's claws suddenly clawed wildly, but the 1.5-meter barrel kept it at a safe distance from Kyung Won, and no matter how much it waved its arms, it could only catch air and the barrel.

The zombie's vitality is really tenacious, even if the tip of the gun pierces its brain, it does not die immediately.

Kyungwon looked at the ugly monster struggling in front of him, his teeth clenched, his wrist twisted violently, and the tip of the spear that pierced into the zombie's skull stirred with it.

Finally, the zombie's arms hung down and completely lost its movement.

He pulled out the tip of his iron spear, and that eye socket turned into a deep black hole, slowly flowing out of the black, viscous blood.

The zombie slowly fell to the ground, its head facing Jing Yuan, one with no pupils, and the other with a black hole with black bloodstains, the contrast between the two extremes made Jing Yuan's heart feel a chill, but then he held the barrel of the gun tighter.

He looked up at the other two zombies not far away, who followed the wind to a cypress sapling, reaching out and unconsciously scratching the leaves on the branches.

With a firm and slow step, Kyungwon approached from behind them.