The chandelier hanging on the ceiling shook wildly, cracks appeared in the walls, the skin peeled off, and fell with dust and cement.

Even the square desks shook to the side, dusty landlines and texts from years ago slammed to the floor, as if they had been pushed by.

The earthquake came again, not the previous small earthquake, this time it was a real big earthquake.

There was a rumbling sound, like thunder.

It was as if the earth had turned into waves, and the wind and rain were blowing, and the ground was rippling like waves, and even the sofa on which he was lying was shaking violently, falling to the side and throwing him off.

Kyungwon's body rolled weakly to the side, even the tiles cracked, and the load-bearing columns of the skyscraper cracked under the tremendous force, exposing the steel bars in the cement, and the chandelier fell to the ground, shattering to the ground with a crisp and sharp crash.

This is a natural disaster, and in the face of natural disasters, he is so small.

He couldn't even turn over, because his leg was still necrotic, and the bone fragments and muscles in it were mixed together, like a ham sausage that had been kneaded for a whole class, and it became limp and could not stand up at all.

The building was about to collapse, the structure was crumbling in a matter of seconds, concrete had fallen from the ceiling, and he wanted to move under his desk, at least find a cover, to mitigate the damage caused by the collapse of the building.

The nearest desk was just a few steps away from him, and if he could stand up, he could walk, and in a split second he could go underneath there.

No. You shouldn't say that.

If he could still walk, he could have escaped, to an open place, and the earthquake was not a threat to him.

But he couldn't walk, he only had his upper body to move, only a left hand, and a weak right hand that had just been connected.

The area below the waist became a burden to him, and if he wanted to move his position, he could only drag himself forward with both hands, and crawl forward little by little.

There was no one around to help him, and he was left on his own.

As long as you can get to that place. If you can get under that table

He thought so, but the wall above his head collapsed, and a whole piece of steel fell down with a howling wind, and the steel bars twisted under the force like sharp thorns, stabbing at his body, trying to pierce him.

There was no time for him to hide under his desk, or even if he did, it would be useless.

The whole building was falling apart, and tons of cement and steel were falling, and it was just a wooden table, how could it hold a collapsed office building.

It all happened in a matter of seconds, and it was so calm just now, and in an instant, he was about to be smashed into a lump of meat sauce.

It seems that he can only find a way to protect his head, at least protect his head to ensure that he is conscious.

His vitality is very tenacious, probably more tenacious than Xiaoqiang, as long as his head is not cracked, no matter how serious the injury, he can find a way to recover.

The sunlight shone through the cracks, and the building, as well as the nearby buildings, began to collapse, so that he could see the sunlight indoors.

But at the same time he was shrouded in a huge shadow, a block of cement that fell towards him.

He held his head in his hands, and the liquid quickly oozes out to cover his head.

But the expected blow did not come.

In an instant, the huge cement block that fell towards him turned into powder with a snap.

From the cement that was solidified together, it turned into fine powder, and the steel bars embedded in the cement collided together, flew outward like a javelin, and stuck in the ground.

All he could see was the fluttering black hair, and the can that had fallen in front of him.

Da Yun'er stood in front of him at some point, and the wind followed.

She drew a circle, and everything that fell inside the circle was shattered and shielded from the circle, and not even a trace of dust fell on Kyungwon's face.

This reminded Kyungwon of the scene in "Dragon Ball" where Goku and Broly, who turned into Super Saiyans, fought.

It was a pirated disc of the Dragon Ball theatrical version that he had watched when he was a child, the legendary Super Saiyan Broly, when the two sides fought, they couldn't even see the shadows, and in the TV, there were only lines of air, and the images of the two sides teleporting, only the sound of fists and shouts came from the stereo.

He couldn't see Da Yun'er's movements clearly, he could only see the dust that went away with the wind, which made people wonder if the person standing in front of him was also a Super Saiyan.

The earthquake lasted for several minutes, and finally, the storm subsided.

The surroundings are in ruins, and everywhere you look, there are scraps of buildings.

The low buildings all collapsed, and the tall buildings, some of which were tilted, had framed each other, and the place could no longer see a single whole, and became fragmented.

Only Ennai was intact, and Kyungwon turned over and lay on his back, looking at the sun overhead.

The sun is dazzling, and the best time of the day is at noon.

This is the warm sun of spring, not as hot as summer, it is warm, and it is very comfortable to shine on the body.

He gasped slightly, his chest heaving, his eyes swept over the ruins around him, and between the sloping buildings, he saw the monster as tall as a mountain.

It's hard to describe what it was, it was taller than a 30-story skyscraper, and after seeing it clearly, Kyungwon remembered a painting.

It is a sketch painting, painted by Tang Xue.

On that day they were on the side of the strait and parked the buggy at the entrance to the broken bridge across the sea.

There they saw what the world looked like beyond the borders, and they encountered an unspeakable behemoth.

At that time, Kyungwon's eyesight was still very poor, and he could only see a blurry outline.

In the car, Tang Xue drew a sketch, and the painting was the behemoth.

Kyungwon remembered the monster that had been drawn, the muddy monster with something like a pipe in it.

It's really like, almost carved out of a mold, just not as many tubes.

With its back to Kyungwon, it was moving slowly, crawling slowly, and in those mud, there were many, many "people", those who had disappeared into the zombies.

Kyungwon suddenly understood why all the zombies in the city and on the fringes were gone.

Since he and Tang Xue Xiaobai separated, he has been wandering around Zhoushan City for nearly a month, and the zombies that used to be everywhere are gone, leaving only some old, weak, sick and disabled people who are incapacitated.

It turned out that they had gathered together, and thousands of zombies in Zhoushan City had gathered together and become part of the huge mass of silt.

A zombie is very weak, but quantitative change will cause qualitative change, and when they are gathered together, it can turn into such a terrible monster.

(End of chapter)