There was a strong fishy smell, something like blood pus on the soles of Kyungwon's feet.

This is not real blood, just a simulated liquid, this smell is a foul smell for humans, but it has a strong attraction to ordinary infected subjects, if there are zombies with no intelligence nearby, they will definitely be attracted to it, walk into the pool of liquid, and become a part of it.

The creature wriggled through the streets, its own life, and could hear the subtle sounds inside it, like thousands of rattlesnakes wagging their tails, like countless locusts gnawing at sawdust.

It was liquid, and you had to look up to see it in its entirety, and the viscous liquid was mixed with many corpses, dry, like dried corpses.

No. No, they weren't corpses, and if you looked closely, you could see that they were still struggling with the liquid, waving their hands, the crimson liquid pouring out of their hollow eyeballs and mouths, like holes in blood.

These pus are the bodily fluids it secretes, and the zombies in its body are like a breeding ground for it.

Even the manhole cover gushed out of the same liquid, and it seemed to be larger than expected, even filling the nearby sewers.

This part of the outside seems to be just the tip of the iceberg, it is like a tree, above the ground is only a part of it, and at the same time it develops into the ground, growing countless "root systems".

A chaotic voice sounded in Jing Yuan's mind, as if hundreds of people were whispering meaninglessly in his ear, so chaotic that even his thinking stopped for a short time.

Pus-like fluids clinging to his body, slowly gathering towards him, as if a prey microbial colony had spotted its prey.

Fortunately, the speed of their peristalsis is extremely slow, and in more than ten seconds, they can only cover the ankle part of Jing Yuan, this liquid is not corrosive, and after Jing Yuan reacted, he controlled the bacterial flora to overflow from his body, squeezing out the things that were attached to the body surface.

He ran away in the direction he had come, leaving the thing far behind.

It's so slow that when you see it, you can get rid of it if you run out.

But the ground shook suddenly, as if there had been an earthquake, and there was a clear sense of shaking.

The shaking lasted for a few minutes before stopping, Kyungwon stayed in an open space, the magnitude was not large, no buildings collapsed nearby, waiting for the earthquake to stop, the map was refreshed again, he found his bearing, took refuge there, came to a shopping street, first climbed the low-rise shops nearby, then stepped on the roof, went to a nearby twelve-story department store, and climbed to the top with his bare hands from the outside of the wall.

It's not a good idea to go higher when there's an earthquake, but it's more dangerous to go low, and the mutants always find his location with great precision as he moves through the clearing.

Instead, when he reaches the rooftop, the mutant will only wander around, not pinpoint him.

It feels like there is an electronic sensor network on the ground, and as long as you step on the sensor net, you will be detected.

Once on the roof, he disappears from the net, only a vague location, so the mutant lingers nearby.

He thought that tonight was really a dangerous night, and felt that he could no longer blindly trust this map, there were things that could not be detected in the first place, such as Xiao Yun'er, which had never given any hints.

Now there is a delay problem, and real-time information can no longer be given.

The reason why I relied on the map before was because it had never made a mistake and had become accustomed to using it.

But now, it can only be used as a reference object, and there is a delay today, which means that tomorrow it will give an error message.

Sure enough, after suffering losses, I was willing to abandon the original convenient way.

Finally climbing to the top, he rolled over and landed on the rooftop, found a random place to lie on the ground, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the nearby sounds.

Didn't hear any extra sounds, and for a short time, it should be safe here.

Running around all the way consumed some physical strength, he felt hunger and wanted to eat, but it was not very strong, at most it was a feeling of not eating a meal.

Leaning against the wall, he planned to take a nap.

During the previous period, he had been like this, as long as there was no accident like the one just now, it would still be difficult for him to be surrounded by groups.

Rest for a while, regain your strength, and then go to eat and adjust your physical condition before you can say do something else.

He closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

Now he can sleep while he is conscious, which means he doesn't need to be completely asleep to relieve fatigue.

It's like taking a nap at school, lying on your desk, closing your eyes, but relieving fatigue is about the same as normal sleep.

But when he was asleep, he had a very strange dream.

In the dream he lost his hands and feet, it was dark, and he couldn't see anything, but he could hear the sound of ticking water and the sound of his heart beating.

His consciousness was completely awake, he didn't feel like a ghost pressing on the bed, and he could control himself to wake up at any time, not so much as a dream, but rather as if he had entered a strange state.

He controlled himself to open his eyes, it was still late at night, and probably only a few dozen minutes had passed.

It was raining again, and it would rain often in coastal cities, and he couldn't tell if the ticking sound he had just heard in his dream was from the rain.

When he woke up, he habitually pulled up the map and saw that the scenery on it had changed dramatically.

The map was no longer visible, and countless dense monster icons were huddled together, gathering somewhere in the east of the city, covering the terrain.

Though they were still, they looked as if they were surging, diverting from the densest places, like pulling a thread out of a ball of yarn, and the direction of the thread pointed to the west, and he was on the west, and the thread pointed at him like an arrow.

He stood up, ripped off the line from the tower, stepped on the top, and looked east.

The ground shook again, even in the midst of the shaking, he could maintain his balance, if he rated this earthquake, it could only be rated as a level three at most, which belonged to the kind of small earthquake that was too lazy to run in bed.

But a great earthquake was set off in his heart, and the sound of the "crowd" surging through the vibration of the air reached his ears.

The rain washed over the edge of the horizon, and the light snake lightning streaked by, illuminating the dense shadows, this scene was like a white wave when the sea is at high tide, but it is not a white wave but a black tide.

It was a black tide of corpses, and they fell on all fours, crawling forward on their scrawny and deformed limbs, moving fiercely and frantically forward, like demons crawling out of hell.

(End of chapter)