Tons and tons ...

When Zheng Xun got home, the first thing he did was to take out the Cestbon purified water in the refrigerator and fill a whole bottle.

He slept on the streets for a day and a night, and every cell in his body was crying out for hunger and thirst.

As a bottle of pure water poured into his abdomen, Zheng Xuncai felt that his cell hunger and thirst were satisfied, and he couldn't help but burp.

Even the panic and doubts at the beginning have calmed down a lot.

What he saw and heard on the way back to his apartment convinced him once again that something unbelievable had really happened in Seoul.

On the commercial pedestrian street, there are some living dead people wandering around, either standing blankly and shaking their heads, or dragging their heavy steps aimlessly.

On the public road that is usually congested and lively, there is no normal person at the moment.

All that was left was left unattended cars parked haphazardly, disorganized and colliding into each other, forming a jam.

Some cars shattered their windshields and doors wide open, some crashed onto the sidewalk, and some crashed straight into shops on the street, scattering merchandise and debris.

The more Zheng Xun looked, the more frightened he became, and everywhere he saw was a mess.

Along the way, he tries to find a living person to inquire about the situation, but all he encounters are the same living dead as the lady in the pink skirt.

He encountered no less than a dozen such living dead people on the road.

Despite the horrible appearance of their rotting faces, they show no hostility or movement.

Even if you pass by with the living dead, it is only a thrill.

The living dead do not speak and cannot provide any valid information.

To no avail, Zheng Xun could only return to the apartment as quickly as possible.

As for whether those living dead can still be considered human, Zheng Xun faintly made a judgment in his heart.

They were, and certainly don't.

For zombies that have only been seen in film and television dramas, if they really appear in real life, anyone will be surprised.

Fortunately, the zombies did not attack...... Zheng Xun thinks that this is a blessing in misfortune, otherwise a real 'Seoul trip' will be staged every minute.

He casually threw the water bottle into the sink, then turned on the faucet, put it under the water, and washed his face vigorously.

After calming down, he reached out to wipe the water stains on his clothes and took out his phone from his trouser pocket to check.

"There's even an internet connection."

"It seems that Seoul has not yet reached the point of complete paralysis."

"Maybe it's just a zombie outbreak in the area."

Then I went to the mainstream media website and started searching for some relevant information.

Zheng Xun frowned, his expression gradually became solemn, the situation was far more serious than he expected.

There is information about it.

A sudden outbreak of viral infections in Seoul, with a 100 percent fatality rate, is currently spreading throughout the peninsula.

In patients infected with the virus, the main symptoms in the initial stage are high fever in the head and aches and pains in the whole body.

After the incubation period, the patient falls into a coma and then irreversible mutations occur within a very short time.

After the mutation, the patient will indiscriminately attack the living and spread the mutated infection at the same time.

According to current research, this virus infection is mainly transmitted through the bite of the mutant patients, and it is speculated that the saliva and blood of the mutant patients are strongly contaminated.

Whether swallowed, bitten, splashed in the eye, or stained with the blood of a mutated patient, they become infected and subsequently die and mutate.

At present, there is no international vaccine against this variant virus, and once infected, the mortality rate is infinitely close to 99.99...%.

The mayor of Seoul appealed to all citizens to remain rational and refrain from rioting, and the city has planned a number of temporary shelters, so please leave for the nearest shelter immediately.

Citizens who fail to go to the shelter at the first time must take safety precautions, wait for unified command and rescue, and do not exacerbate the spread of the mutant virus.

The municipality will do its best to ensure the safety of major infrastructure......

"What's the difference between this and a zombie..."

Zheng Xun's conjecture was confirmed, a virus of unknown origin, which broke out in a corner of Seoul and then quickly spread to the city and even the entire peninsula.

While he was sleeping on the streets, Seoul was experiencing a zombie storm.

When he woke up, Seoul was already the end of the world.

Zheng Xun logged on to the campus forum of Bindong Middle School and saw a lot of posts about the word zombie.

Click in to check, there are some videos and photos, the content shows that the classmates suddenly mutated, like bloodthirsty and cruel zombies, and began to bite and attack the teacher and others.

There are also some calls for help, which were updated almost a day ago.

"I'm afraid the school is already full of zombies now..."

Zheng Xun didn't plan to pay attention to these distress messages, and he couldn't even deal with the situation of the municipal government, the police station and the fire department, and he couldn't help it alone.

"Even the Gangnam district of Seoul has fallen, and places like schools will definitely not be spared."

"There is a full-scale zombie crisis in South Korea, and I don't know what will happen to other countries..."

Zheng Xun tried to log in to Google, Bing and other major search platforms, but found that he could not search normally to obtain information.

Is the South Korean Internet blocked...... Zheng Xun took his mobile phone, stepped over the pile of debris piled up on the floor, returned to the bedroom, and fell headlong on the bed.

Even though the bed was also cluttered with laundry, it didn't attract his attention at all.

A sense of extreme unreality haunted him, lingering in his heart.

"Suddenly there is a zombie crisis."

"The desperate escape plot in the film and television did not happen."

"It's like waking up from a nap and the world around you has changed."

He poked his phone for a while, and found that there was no information at all that he cared about the most.

That's why zombies don't attack themselves.

Zheng Xun stared at the ceiling in a daze, caught in a whirlpool of doubts.

Recalling the horrific appearance of the lady in the pink skirt, the bitten sores on her abdomen were obviously infected with the virus and mutated.

"The female zombie turned a blind eye to herself, and she didn't react to even kneading like that, could it be that the zombie has lost its aggressiveness?"

"But the information given by experts on the Internet is completely different from the situation I encountered."

"The videos of zombies biting humans on the forum couldn't be more real."

But Zheng Xun's experience, those theories can't be explained at all, and he can't help but feel that the experts are unreliable again.

"Also, when you sleep on the streets, many people around you have become zombies, but you don't, can you say that only sticks will become zombies?"

"No matter how you look at it, I collapsed on the public seat at that time, and in the eyes of the zombies, I guess it's a delicious meal at my fingertips."

Zheng Xun was confused, and his intuition told him that these doubts could only be slowly explored and solved by himself, rather than taking the initiative to report to the authorities.

"If anyone who survives is immune to zombie attacks, it's okay."

"What if only I am immune to zombie attacks...... If you take the initiative to report it, you will definitely be locked up for experiments. ”

He doesn't think he's a noble person, and he doesn't want to be an experimental subject for official research.

Besides, the zombie apocalypse has come, and now it's more important to find a way to live.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry, and now he has slowly accepted the fact of coexistence with zombies, not to mention that those zombies have no interest in him at all.

"How can there be a feeling of being isolated by the world, has even zombies learned to be xenophobic."

"I don't know how many people are left in Seoul....."

Zheng Xun felt a different feeling in his heart, but it was only a flash.

"It seems that this is not bad, you can only study by working and studying, and you can pay the rent by selling your health."

"The real world doesn't mean anything to me at all."

For him, the next thing is nothing more than to continue to live alone.

Over the years, he has long been accustomed to being alone.

In the big city of Seoul, everything is available for medical care, food, drinking water, and more.

For the time being, electricity and water are still being supplied normally, the Internet is still connected, and the living infrastructure is still functioning normally.

It may be a week before the whole city is truly paralyzed, and it may be half a month if it is short.

All he has to do is to prostitute as much as possible during this time.

After doing the psychological construction, Zheng Xun felt a lot better.

In the apocalyptic life, the mindset always comes first.

Zheng Xun raised his hand and opened his five fingers, and couldn't help but recall the real and soft touch at that time.

This is the first time he has touched the real thing, and he still stands on the street and touches it openly.

"It seems to be a bit perverted."

"It's cold, there's no temperature."

"I don't know if there's a chance, touch the temperature..."

Zheng Xun, who was feeling regretful, let out a rumbling gut in his stomach.

The feeling of fullness that had just been poured into a bottle of water had disappeared and was replaced by an empty stomach.

I didn't eat or drink for a day and a night, and my stomach was really hungry, and I didn't feel it before, it was all because I was too surprised and nervous when I saw a zombie for the first time.

"Fill your stomach to have the strength to think, let's go get something to eat first."

As soon as he sat up, Zheng Xun suddenly thought that today seemed to be his birthday.

After so many years of intense and tired life, he has forgotten this monumental day.

Now I don't have to work and study, I have a lot of time left.

Don't panic when eating, you can think slowly and pick slowly.

He immediately decided to go to the cake shop and order a cake for nothing.

After all, cakes have a short shelf life, so it's best to eat them now.

Otherwise, when the city ushers in a major power outage, the materials with a short shelf life will be the first to rot.

I thought of it, but before leaving, Zheng Xun still planned to take protective measures.

Now I haven't completely figured out the details of the zombies, and there are only a dozen zombies encountered.

The sample size is too small to be universal, and it cannot be ruled out that new mutations will occur in zombies in other regions.

Viruses mutate so fast that humans can't defend against them, and even the greatest scientists don't know what to do.

In case he encounters those zombies who don't speak of martial virtues, he can prepare in advance, which can also increase the chance of surviving.

Zheng Xun rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the messy room, throwing aside any toilet water, tennis rackets, skateboards, etc., and making a mess.

Finally, he found a brown leather jacket, a pair of black leather gloves, and a motorcycle helmet that had been idle for a long time.

He wiped the dust off his helmet, which he had bought specifically for riding, but he didn't have enough money to buy his favorite motorcycle.

Zheng Xun put on a helmet, changed into a leather jacket and gloves, dressed neatly, and wrapped his whole body tightly.

In this way, even if the zombie bites, the leather coat can block a burst of mouth and tooth bites.

He scanned the room and saw the fruit knife on the table, which he took to the sink to clean.

After checking the tip and sharpness of the fruit knife, hold the handle tightly and push the door out.

He had to confirm the way to kill the zombies first, otherwise he would be very passive when he went out rashly.

There was a male zombie standing in the hallway.

Zheng Xun walked over.

The zombies were wearing blood-stained white shirts, tattered, and their faces were bitten and rotten, revealing their teeth and bones.

The tip of the knife was aimed at the door and stabbed down.

Surprisingly, the tip of the knife did not pierce all of it, but got stuck in the crack of the bone.

He withdrew his knife, re-angled it, and stabbed from the bottom of his neck, piercing through the flesh and into the depths.

The zombie didn't say a word, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"The fruit knife is still a little worse."

"You need to find the right angle."

"But it's enough to kill zombies."

Zheng Xun returned to the room, cleaned the fruit knife again, finished preparing, and went out towards the nearby commercial area.