ChineseLoneliness is the most terrible enemy of man.

When a person is silent, the surrounding environment is all still, and there is no noise in his ears except for his own breathing, some people and things will keep appearing in his mind, and finally slowly become a fantasy, a nightmare, haunting your heart all day long.

Yang Xiaolu had heard of confinement, but he didn't expect that one day he would experience it himself.

His eyes were slightly red, and his face was a little pale, perhaps due to excessive blood loss.

He was imagining what the outside world would become, zombies, mutant beasts, Zhang Ru, and the survivors who didn't know anything.

The disaster came very quietly, it broke out very suddenly, and at this moment, no one can count how many survivors were bitten to death by zombies.

In three days, Yang Xiaolu felt that he had passed a world, and the long wait, coupled with the psychological torture, made him have no extra movements, just leaning silently in the corner, holding the Tang knife tightly in his hand.

In fact, in his system space, there is a slightly older gas mask, which he bought in a military fan supply store before.

But he wasn't sure if this thing could resist the zombie virus that filled the air, if not, when the time came, he would become a zombie and be teleported back to the modern era by the system, and he couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

He couldn't do that, and he held on in the closed basement.

It has been six days since he came to this world, and there are still four days left, and the task of surviving for ten days is completed, Yang Xiaolu leaned his head on his knees, his two arms were tightly clasped, and the whole person curled up in a ball.

On the fifth day after entering the basement, Yang Xiaolu felt that his breathing had become a little short, and his cheeks were slightly hot, at this time, Yang Xiaolu quickly opened one of the three oxygen cylinders a little, and after about half an hour, he closed it again.

After eating a jar of eight-treasure porridge and filling his stomach, Yang Xiaolu began to enrich his business time interestingly, push-ups, squats, and even sit-ups.

By the sixth day, he could no longer hold back the emptiness in his heart, and he made a bold decision that he was going out.

After eating and drinking, he looked at the watch on his wrist again and confirmed that the time was ten o'clock in the morning, and Yang Xiaolu began to arm himself.

Gas masks, medical isolation gloves, knives, bulky rainproof onesies three centimeters thick. and a pair of high-strength plastic shoes that have already been prepared.

After confirming that his whole body was not directly exposed to the air, Yang Xiaolu put all the things that could be used in the basement into the system space.

"Bell!

"Wow, poof. ”

It took a long time for Yang Xiaolu to open a crack in the tightly fitting basement door, and then a stream of liquid leaked from his calf through the gap.

"The rain is coming in, and it looks like it's already covered outside, at least most of the area. ”

Yang Xiaolu guessed in his heart what the scene would be in the outside area after six days.

"Bang!", the iron door of the basement opened again, and the rainwater accumulated outside the door poured in.

Going up the stairs, seeing the long-lost light, the haze that Yang Xiaolu had suppressed for a long time seemed to be released.

When I came to the small courtyard, it was very rare that there was no rain in the sky, but it was gloomy, and everywhere I looked, it was all rain that did not reach the calf, and it was already such a scene in six days, it was hard to imagine what it would be like here in a few months.

Back in the courtyard, the first thing Yang Xiaolu went to see was the perverted young man who was tied to the cement pillar by him.

With his head lowered, the clothes on his body had begun to tatte, and black lines snaked up where the black rain had soaked.

"Dead?"

For such a person, Yang Xiaolu does not have any psychological burden in his heart, and people who do a lot of evil probably do not end well.

"Roar!"

When Yang Xiaolu tried to walk past the dead corpse, a sound similar to the howl of a wild beast came out of his mouth, and his originally low head was now swaying fiercely.

Yang Xiaolu was startled, his body retreated a distance, and the Tang knife in his hand was unconsciously pinched.

"If you die, don't let me go, then let you die without a corpse!"

With a ruthless heart, Yang Xiaolu held the Tang knife tightly with both hands, and came to the front step by step, the perverted young man who had turned into a zombie was constantly struggling, and the place where he was tied by the nylon rope had fallen into rotten flesh.

"All the functions of zombies have been strengthened by the virus, but the physical body has become very fragile, even more fragile than normal people. ”

Yang Xiaolu held his guts, exerted force with both hands, and the sharp blade cut into the corpse, and then a hideous head became silent in the black water until it sank.

A large amount of black blood from the virus contained in the zombie flowed out of the fracture.

Solving the first zombie, Yang Xiaolu decided to go out from the front door of the courtyard, where is a relatively high-end villa area, even if there are zombies, the number is limited, maybe there are other unexpected gains.

For six days in the basement, the only thing that kept him up were the gold bars that his parents had in their arms.

Carefully observing the surroundings, every step under the soles of the feet can bring a burst of water.

Out of the front door of the small courtyard, I still didn't meet a zombie, and where I saw it, the villa area that was originally quite green had become devastated.

Dead wood, black water, and debris floating in the water make it all look very visually striking.

Yang Xiaolu identified a direction and began to move forward, that is, the center of the villa area, where the original owner was either rich or noble.

Although it is only a county seat, it is comparable to most of the urban areas in the western region.

The general topography of the villa area can still be seen, Yang Xiaolu is on the edge of a villa at the moment, about ten meters in front of it is a spacious lane, and there is another villa at an interval of more than ten meters in between, and the architectural style is completely built in accordance with the Western style.

The original sidewalk has been occupied by abandoned cars, but it provides him with some cover, and what disturbs him the most is the extremely quiet environment around him, even the sound of birds is not heard, absolute silence.

"Looks like we're going to have to take a gamble. Yang Xiaolu said secretly in his heart.

The knee-high water made him walk slowly, and the possible presence of zombies and mutant beasts in the hidden buildings around him forced him to be vigilant.

"Let's go!"

Yang Xiaolu no longer hesitated, his footsteps moved, due to the restriction of his line of sight by the gas mask, he could only take a few steps forward and then turned back to observe the situation behind him, groping forward little by little.

A depressed and dull feeling lingered in his heart, and Yang Xiaolu felt that someone seemed to be watching him in the distance.

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