"On June 20, an asteroid codenamed Apocalypse crashed into the ocean as expected, but astronomical institutes miscalculated its actual weight......"

"The apocalypse asteroid, when it fell into mid-air, had a violent air explosion, a large nuclear bomb with a power comparable to a million tons of TNT equivalent, and the strong electromagnetic pulse triggered destroyed most of the world's communication facilities......"

"And the debris from the explosion of the apocalypse, carrying an unknown alien virus, entered the atmosphere. It can infect the neuronal system of intelligent life, causing the brain of the infected person to gradually shrink and cognitively deteriorate..."

"People with poor physical fitness are more likely to be infected."

"The route of transmission is bodily fluids, saliva, and it is important not to get wet with rain or drink raw water that has not been sterilized."

"It is preliminarily estimated that 98% of the world's human beings have unfortunately been infected, and survivors should stay at home and wait for the rescue organized by the government!"

"If conditions permit, you can drive a vehicle to a temporary gathering place outside major cities......"

"Outside Changwu City, the gathering place is located on the outskirts, on a sandbar next to the Dajiang Bridge."

"On June 22, Changwu Radio and Television, broadcast for you..."

In the afternoon, Lin Feng gnawed on a spicy duck's neck and listened to the official news on the radio.

This 9.9 free shipping radio has a simple structure, can be recharged and can also be plugged into a battery, which is very convenient.

After I bought it, I kept eating ash in the warehouse.

Lin Feng regretted it at the time and thought that he had been fooled.

But at this moment, it finally shows its importance.

Listen to it five times and turn it off to save power.

Lin Feng took a dime a bottle of drinking water,

Lie in bed, look at the ceiling, and think about the current situation.

I was in a coma for two days, and now the situation is much more serious than expected!

The infection rate of 98% means that there are only 160 million survivors of the world's 8 billion people.

At first glance, it sounds like a lot, but in each country, the actual number is seriously insufficient.

Especially for modern large-scale industries.

Scattered survivors, unable to gather together and work together.

For example, the Federation has a population of 1 billion people, and there are 20 million survivors, scattered among 40 cities with a population of 1 million or more, and half of them are in rural areas.

Under such circumstances, it is basically impossible to restore the order of production.

The army that Lin Feng predicted survived no more than 50,000 people, scattered in various places, and no more than 1,000 people could form a group size.

Thermal weapons are capable of crushing zombies......

But only if the logistics can keep up!

The tank ran out of gas, there were no repair parts, and I had to lie down and rest for 200 kilometers in one go.

Bullets and artillery are fierce, can be made from mining, metallurgy, stamping, gunpowder production, which step does not require highly qualified industrial workers, and there is a huge amount of electricity consumption!

Not to mention, there is no communication and GPS navigation,

Each region can only fight its own battle to ensure its own security.

So the two suggestions on the radio, the first one is just to reassure the survivors,

Wise people know,

The latter is the real way out at the moment.

However, for Lin Feng,

He has a third way to go!

Slowly opening his eyes, the biochemical agent synthesis panel appeared in front of him.

Ordinary immune-boosting agents, not only can enhance physical fitness,

Best of all, it's immune to zombie viruses!

And the synthetic material, only one ordinary zombie is needed!

Lin Feng, who is good at chewing words,

The word "ordinary" was quickly noticed.

This means, there are still ordinary zombies?

Can zombies evolve?

That's bad news!

Lin Feng's sense of crisis exploded in an instant, and he knew that he couldn't delay any longer, and he needed to take action as soon as possible.

Hunt down a zombie and synthesize an immunizer!

Just do it and start planning right away.

Building No. 7, where he lives, has six floors, and in addition to the landlady's house on the ground floor, there are ten households living on the upper five floors.

There were about thirty dozen people.

I don't know much about it downstairs, but in room 602 opposite, there is a middle-aged couple living.

The man has diabetes, which is more severe, and he is in a wheelchair.

The woman works outside and usually doesn't see her children.

The most important thing is that Lin Feng once went upstairs and observed that they would put the key under the shoe rack in the aisle.

The location is relatively hidden, and it is difficult for normal people to notice.

There are two families living on the sixth floor, and the tenants downstairs usually don't run to the top.

This is Lin Feng's chance.

The crisis broke out at noon the day before yesterday, and the woman opposite was supposed to be working outside, and the key must be under the shoe cabinet.

And the middle-aged diabetic patients inside, even if they are infected, are definitely easier to solve than young zombies.

The goal was preliminarily determined, and Lin Feng began to act.

Looking around, there are no materials that can be used to make weapons and armor, except for food and drink.

Finally, Lin Feng opened the schoolbag that had been sealed for a long time.

Take out the thick stack of books and test papers inside.

As the saying goes, knowledge is power.

It is difficult for human teeth and bite force to penetrate twenty or thirty pages, let alone the thickness of a book.

Lin Feng put on a sweater knitted by his mother, and used scotch tape to roll the book test paper on his torso and limbs, then put on a coat, and finally put on a battery car helmet with a transparent mask......

Put on your gloves and get fully armed.

Except for some sluggishness, there are no dead ends.

As for weapons, there is only one fruit knife at home.

The blade is no more than 15 centimeters long.

I can only cope with it temporarily.

Wait for the house next door and improvise.

Ready, Lin Feng looked through the cat's eye on the door, confirmed that there were no wandering zombies on the sixth floor, and slowly opened the door.

He didn't take direct action,

Instead, with a fruit knife,

Knock on the rusty stair guardrail.

The piercing ears of thumping thump, echoing through the stairwell.

Echoes burst into ......

After a while, there was no movement.

Through observation, although the zombies have lost their minds, in addition to their vision, their sense of hearing and smell is still sensitive, and the slightest movement can attract attention.

Tranquility was restored in the staircase, and there was no danger below.

Lin Feng stuck the crack in the door with a book to prevent the door from closing accidentally, then swallowed his saliva and walked out slowly.

Came to the shoe rack and leaned over to find a key.

Leaning on the opposite door, Lin Feng slowly inserted the key into the lock cylinder, and at the same time leaned sideways against the door.

Immediately afterward, he heard a hoarse growl.

Suddenly, my heart tightened.

The prediction was correct, the middle-aged diabetic next door has been infected.

And at this moment, he was looking for a voice, leaning against the door.

Lin Feng wanted its pituitary gland, and it longed for Lin Feng's fresh flesh and blood.

The difference is that Lin Feng, who has reason, is fully prepared.

The end of this fight is already doomed.

Leaning sideways, hiding behind the door, slowly pulling the door open.

A bloated figure pounced out!

Through the faint light of dusk, Lin Feng saw a zombie with gray skin and blood-red eyes, lying on the ground, smiling terribly, squirming hard, reaching out to grab himself.

If it's not the attention to detail......

Lin Feng was likely to be pounced on by it and bite off the flesh.

But now, with just one stab, it's all it takes.

"Rest in peace, stranger."

The fruit knife slashed his throat, and the black and sticky blood splattered out and scattered all over the ground.

"I'm still inexperienced, and I'll have to put plastic sheeting next time."

Lin Feng muttered to himself, relieving the discomfort in his heart.

The zombies that bleed too much soon stopped moving.

According to the brain structure diagram in the biology book, Lin Feng wore ten layers of plastic gloves and took out a gray-white substance from the back of his neck.

Normal zombie pituitary gland x1.

Next, there's medical alcohol.

Lin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the zombie's blackened and necrotic feet.

This is a symptom of advanced diabetes.

He should have alcohol for disinfection at home.

Picking up the fruit knife, he stepped over the corpse and slowly walked into the house opposite.

Room 602 is much larger than where he lives, with 100 square meters.

Looking around, the facilities inside are very basic.

The old dining table has turned black, the white paint on the wall is peeling off a lot, an old sofa is in the living room, and the TV is still the same big ass as it was ten years ago.

It's also a hard-working family.

Soon, Lin Feng found his target.

In the freezer, there are refrigerated insulin, syringes, several bottles of medical alcohol, and sterilized iodine.

After the power was cut off, the cold air inside gradually dissipated.

Bring what you need and get home.

Close the door, take off your armor, and breathe a sigh of relief.

Start preparing the footage.

Take out a bottle of 500ml of alcohol, use a clean syringe, take out 20ml, put it on a washed disc, and then put the gray-white pituitary gland.

Everything is ready, only the last blood sample is needed.

Lin Feng carefully took off his gloves to confirm that there was no contamination nearby, and used a disposable needle to prick a hole and squeeze out a few drops of blood.

As soon as his mind moved, gray words appeared in front of him.

"The materials are ready, are they synthetic?"

A white light flashed.

In the syringe in Lin Feng's hand,

One more tube of pure white liquid.

That's what Immunization Boosters are!

After hesitating for three seconds, Lin Feng injected the liquid into his arm.

A dull ache came from his arm.

The effects of the medicine begin to work.

Lin Feng lay on the bed and fell asleep.

…………

Evening, Building 7, ground floor.

Bai Meijie woke up from the bed.

Her stomach was rumbling, and she was hungry.

In order to maintain her figure, Mrs. Bai usually controls her diet, eats very little, and does not have a trace of excess fat on her body.

Although I have just reached 40 this year, my body is slimmer than most young women in my twenties.

But now, she would rather not have this delicate body.

After the end of the world, within two days, she only ate three bananas in addition to rice, as well as some mung bean porridge.

Soon, the family's grain and oil will also bottom out.

In the evening, there was a knocking sound outside, which frightened her very much.

Bai Meijie also thought about running out.

I often worry about my daughter, whether she is in danger at Changwu University in the north of the city......

But outside the gate, the hordes of terrifying zombies gathered scared her a lot.

Now she has no landlady at all, and she used to be leisurely and elegant.

I just want to drink sip sugar water and eat a piece of stir-fried meat.

"Who's going to save me......"

"Save Me ......"

"Woo..."