2013

Chapter 12: evolution

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On the third floor of the factory, in the dark room, the sunlight from the shutters became streaks, cast on the faces of Meng Feng and Zhang Min.

Lin Musen sat with the backlight, unable to see his expression clearly, and there were four younger brothers standing behind him.

"Five boxes of guns." Meng Feng said: "Each box has seventy-five guns, a total of three hundred and seventy-five, and one box of ammunition is five thousand four hundred rounds. One hundred and twenty guns is the limit we can carry. "

"A few brothers were lost." Lin Musen said.

Meng Feng: "They're all back, waiting outside."

Lin Musen: "No one was injured?"

Meng Feng's voice carried an unquestionable coldness: "I don't know, you'd better go and see for yourself."

Lin Musen: "What about you two, are you okay, it will be troublesome if one of us gets hurt."

Meng Feng didn't answer.

Lin Musen glanced at the six big boxes, and said calmly: "Good job, I'll give you two a first credit, I'll remember it, go back and take a shower and rest."

Zhang Min seemed to want to say something, but Meng Feng signaled with his eyes not to rush to talk about other things, the two turned and went out, closing the door behind them.

The younger brothers who participated in the operation downstairs were exhausted. A follower hurried downstairs and said, "Brother Sen has gone out and will not come back until the day after tomorrow. There are arrangements before leaving. You are waiting here. Where is Liu Yan? Liu Yan is here to discuss something." .”

Meng Feng and Liu Yan passed by, Meng Feng whispered: "He is here."

Liu Yan replied: "Understood, you go and clean up."

After a while, Liu Yan came down from the second floor, followed by four younger brothers, and went downstairs.

Zhang Min went to take a bath, but Meng Feng stood in the hall waiting for Liu Yan.

Liu Yan glanced at Meng Feng, said nothing, and said to the others: "Everyone, follow me."

Eleven team members left the factory and stood by the river at noon, Liu Yan said: "Here, those who are injured, please stand up."

Meng Feng: "What do you mean?"

Liu Yan whispered: "I didn't mention you."

Meng Feng said in a low voice: "I didn't ask this, he asked you to check and kill your own people?"

Liu Yan lowered his voice, with uncontrollable anger in his words: "What did he tell you before? Did he ask you to abandon all the injured team members? Why didn't you say hello to me first? I was not mentally prepared at all. No countermeasures have been thought of.”

The two chatted quietly, and the younger brother who was five steps away from the opposite side asked: "Brother Sen is going to abandon us?"

"Brother Sen is not here!" A person monitoring Liu Yan began to load bullets: "This is Liu Yan's idea, he is responsible for carrying it out, and anyone who is injured will stand up consciously."

Liu Yan took a deep breath and said loudly: "You all understand, wait... What do you want to do? I told you to kill someone?!" Gun, I bet you are the first to die, believe me?"

A person on the opposite side asked, "Are you going to kill the injured brother now?"

"No." Liu Yan let go of the little brother beside him: "Tell me who is injured first, come on, take a step forward, don't be afraid."

The fat man with golden teeth suddenly said: "You are not a fucking thing!"

Liu Yan said coldly: "You don't count, you weren't bitten by a zombie, get out of the way, and stab Xin Sipong again."

The fat man immediately turned around and ran away as if he had received an amnesty.

Liu Yan: "The rest."

Meng Feng said: "I remember, let me do it."

Liu Yan: "No, he asked me to come."

Under the big sun, everyone's face was pale, Liu Yan said: "Don't move, then change it, those who are not injured stand up."

After the words fell, the six team members took a step forward, and the two people who were obviously scratched by the zombies stayed still. Two seconds later, two more people took a step forward at the same time.

There are eight people in the front row and two people in the back row.

Liu Yan said to the two people behind him: "You two, take off your clothes."

"Liu Yan! You are so fucking inhuman!" One person said angrily.

Liu Yan recognized the man's name as Wen Qiege, so he didn't answer him.

Meng Feng took out the gun, the two had no choice but to take off their clothes, panted slowly after hearing the song, stood naked under the sun,

There were no scars on his body, but the other person had a bloodstain on the back of his waist. The wound had not healed, and the bright red flesh inside was slightly turned outwards, showing a clear purple-black color.

Liu Yan said: "Put on your clothes, what's your name?"

"Wang Hui," the man replied.

Wen Qiege put on his clothes and looked at Liu Yan. Someone turned around subconsciously on the spot, backed away slowly, and then started to run away. Everyone stared at Meng Feng vigilantly.

"Come back!" Liu Yan stepped forward and shouted: "I have no intention of killing you! There is still hope!"

The other person was about to take a step, and when he heard this, he looked at Liu Yan in surprise.

Liu Yan said: "I'll give you three days of water and wait here, okay? Zhang Min said that he will come over to see you in a while. If you can be cured, you don't need to say anything, everything will go on as usual."

Wen Qige shouted: "I... I will kill you, Liu Yan!"

"Don't be like this, Brother Wen." Wang Hui said, "Everyone understands that it's fate."

Liu Yan: "You two are together, right? Is it Fa Xiao? Wen Qige, you are responsible for delivering water and food to him, but you must pay attention to safety. I... I will find a way, but I can't go into details now, okay ."

"I will definitely kill you!" Wen Qiege yelled frantically: "I swear! Liu Yan! You wait!" He wanted to rush up to fight Liu Yan, but was held down by several others.

Meng Feng instantly pressed his fist against Wen Qiege's forehead, and said coldly: "It seems that I have to kill you first."

"Forget it, Meng Feng." Liu Yan said: "Everyone go back."

"Wait!" Zhang Min ran out of the factory, stood by the river panting, and was a little out of breath during the short 50-meter walk.

Holding two needles in his hand, he shouted: "Don't run! Brother! Where are people?!"

Meng Feng frowned and said, "Zhang Min, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Min reluctantly said: "I...it's fine, where are the two injured brothers just now?" He stepped forward to motion Wang Hui to sit down, rolled up his sleeves, and slowly pushed a tube of injection into the blood vessel.

Liu Yan frowned and said, "How did you extract it?!"

There was still a scratch on Zhang Min's arm that was not completely closed, the whole arm was red, and his face was frighteningly pale.

Holding one syringe upside down between his fingers, he injected all the serum in the other syringe into Wang Hui's body.

There was a gunshot in the distance, and someone killed himself.

Zhang Min couldn't bear to close his eyes and sighed.

"Why seek death!" Zhang Min yelled sadly, "Maybe he can be saved!"

Another person watched from a distance for a long time, and finally came over and received Zhang Min's serum injection.

Meng Feng frowned and asked: "Is it useful?"

"Try." Zhang Min's eyes were very blank, and he looked up at Meng Feng.

Liu Yan said, "How much blood did you drain to make these two tubes of serum?"

Zhang Min stood up staggeringly: "I... use the local method, which was used to treat foot-and-mouth disease before. After cooling down in a large bowl... extract the supernatant liquid..."

"He's saved?!" Wen Qie sang, "What kind of medicine is this?"

Zhang Min shook his head and said, "I don't know, just observe it. I'm afraid I might be allergic, but compared to infection, it's already a minor problem."

Liu Yan really wanted to ask if treating pigs' foot-and-mouth disease could be the same as treating people, but he still didn't ask, and finally said: "Wen Qige, you stay here and see the situation."

When he went back to report, Lin Musen said coldly: "You are not doing this beautifully, and you are wasting food again."

"Brother Sen." Liu Yan said tit for tat: "Meng Feng said that leaving a way for others is also leaving a way for yourself. If you shoot in this situation, your team will no longer be able to cohere. You Just imagine, in the middle of a fight, when someone gets hurt, the first thing they think is, 'What am I going to do? They're going to shoot me when the cover mate survives.' That's what's left for them The only option is to kill the captain and his teammates, escape by himself, and wait to become zombies. Do you expect them to sacrifice themselves? Not likely."

Lin Musen stopped talking.

Liu Yan said: "Zhang Min began to draw blood serum to try to save them, but it may not be effective. The details have to be refined by Senior Sister Fang. You'd better get Zhang Min something to eat first, otherwise, according to his blood draw volume, sooner or later will die here."

Lin Musen stood up and said, "Is he healthy? He looks very close to you. He doesn't have AIDS."

Liu Yan: "..."

Meng Feng went to the bathroom on the first floor to take a shower, Liu Yan was sitting on the stone chair in the atrium, a moment later there was a loud noise on the second floor on the south side, Zhang Min yelled madly: "Where is that bastard!"

Liu Yan laughed, and Jue Ming chased him out of the room, saying, "Wait!"

"A zombie rushed towards me. In order to protect the child... ah, you see, it's that guy. I still don't know where he came from. It's probably kept in the house by Mr. Liu..." Fatty with golden teeth He was spitting all over the side of the atrium, gesticulating and telling the two little girls about his heroic deeds.

Zhang Min jumped out of the fence on the second floor and landed in the atrium. His eyes looked like a cheetah that was completely enraged. Without saying a word, he stepped forward and grabbed the fat man and pushed him on the stone table, panting, and pointed the gun at the back of his head.

"Dad!" Jue Ming said.

"Clay figurines are also bloody!" Zhang Min roared angrily, "What do you mean! What did you do to my son!"

Liu Yan stopped laughing immediately, and a young lady saw that the momentum was wrong, so she hurried upstairs to call for someone.

Caesar Ming was wearing a thin vest, the style was exactly the same as Liu Yan's, loose and loose, with one side still lifted up, showing a bruised waist, Liu Yan immediately understood, Zhang Min checked Cassia Ming after returning to the room and found something wrong, after asking Only then did Juming explain the matter in detail.

Liu Yan didn't expect that Zhang Min's temper would change as soon as he said it. He thought it was a joke, but seeing Zhang Min's right hand holding the gun trembled, he wanted to pull the trigger several times.

The gold-toothed fat man thought that Zhang Min was only a threat, so he turned his heart and cursed: "Come on! Shoot if you have the guts!"

After taking a shower, Meng Feng heard the movement in the courtyard, came out wearing a pair of boxer briefs, and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Min, don't be impulsive."

Zhang Min panted, and Liu Yan said again: "He is not worth your killing, let him swear, let him go."

This dispute was very serious, there were only a few insiders, and the outside of the atrium was crowded with theatergoers, whispering to each other.

Zhang Min: "You swear! Don't touch cassia again! I'm not afraid of killing people! I'm not afraid of killing people!!"

The gold-toothed fat man said repeatedly: "If you don't touch it, don't touch it, and nothing happened to him."

"Okay." Liu Yan said: "Zhang Min, put away the gun and go back."

Zhang Min slowly put away the gun, couldn't bear it anymore and said: "You remember." After speaking, he turned and walked towards Jueming, holding his hand.

"Wait and see, you flirtatious little bastard..." Fatty Jinya stood up, cursed at Jueming, and gave Zhang Min the middle finger from behind.

Before it was too late, Zhang Min turned around and pulled the trigger mercilessly!

With a bang, the bullet opened a bloody hole in the fat man's forehead!

There was no sound around the well-shaped compound, and the fat man with golden teeth stared at himself, and fell backwards with an expression of disbelief on his face, falling to the ground.

Zhang Min took Cassia with one hand, stood still for a while, and then said: "Baby, Dad will take you away, don't be afraid."

"Who's shooting down here?" Lin Musen's voice finally sounded on the third floor.

"Me." Zhang Min replied.

Lin Musen: "Why did you shoot, did you kill Boss Wang?"

Zhang Min: "He touched my son."

Lin Musen rested his hands on the railing and looked down, while Zhang Min and Jue Ming raised their heads slightly and looked at him from afar.

"Since when did you have a son?" Lin Musen laughed, "What's his name?"

Liu Yan winked at Meng Feng, and Meng Feng said: "I came with Brother Zhang."

Lin Musen said: "Zhang Min, put down your gun, what are you pointing at me for?"

Zhang Min said: "I'm sorry, brother Sen, no one can touch my son, thanks to your care these days..."

Lin Musen interrupted: "You killed the man."

Zhang Min remained silent.

Lin Musen said again: "So you are in charge of cleaning up." After finishing speaking, he turned and went back to his room.

Both Liu Yan and Meng Feng breathed a sigh of relief, the crowd dispersed, Zhang Min sat down on the stone chair, and motioned for Jue Ming to come over, he sat, and Jue Ming stood.

Caesar held Zhang Min's head and rubbed his hair.

ten o'clock at night:

After Meng Feng finished patrolling, he stood downstairs for a while, the lights in the whole building were almost turned off, only his and Liu Yan's rooms were still on, there was always someone waiting for him to go back.

Liu Yan still looked indifferent, but this time he looked at the blueprints of firearms under the lamp, and he glanced at Meng Feng from behind the blueprints.

Meng Feng took off his shirt expressionlessly, put on slippers, did twenty pull-ups on the top of the door frame, and brushed his teeth with a cup. When he came back, he only wore a pair of military trousers and his upper body was bare.

Liu Yan had turned off the lights, the sky was full of stars outside the window, and the autumn wind brought the smell of hay into the room. Meng Feng had a vague illusion—this was clearly when he was studying in high school.

After the evening self-study get out of class, Liu Yan went back to the dormitory to take a shower, Meng Feng, whose grades were a mess, insisted on reading the book in the classroom, came back to take a shower at 10:30, turned off the lights in the 11th dormitory building, and went to sleep.

Those days were horribly boring, the canteen, classroom, dormitory, three points one line, mathematical formulas and a bunch of completely incomprehensible English were just like... Meng Feng really didn't want to think about it.

However, in the boring senior year of high school, there was a vague sense of ambiguity and magic that Meng Feng could not forget. It seemed that every time the grade ranking was released, the sense of ridicule at the bottom made people want to hit the wall in textbooks and exercise books. Flying dog jumping words, the words do not express the meaning between the lines, there is some indescribable romance hidden in it.

Meng Feng got used to the night in the dormitory where the lights were off, and when he looked up, he saw Liu Yan's smiling eyes.

"Do you remember?" Meng Feng sat on the edge of the bed and wiped off the water on his feet with a towel, and said seriously: "When I was in the third year of high school."

"What's going to happen when you're in the third year of high school?" Liu Yan stretched casually.

Meng Feng: "I made ten progress in the quiz..."

Liu Yan immediately said: "Stop talking, I'm going to sleep."

Meng Feng: "I can kiss you and sleep with you in my arms."

Liu Yan: "Why do you still remember? Enough."

Meng Feng: "The progress of the final exam is more than 20, not including the 20th... I can have a fight with you..."

Liu Yan: "..."

Meng Feng: "I entered the top ten in the grade, you said that I can do whatever I want every night..."

Liu Yan: "Who hasn't had a dark history? No matter how smart a person is, there are times when he was in the second year of middle school. I didn't want to urge you to study and go to the same university..."

Meng Feng: "Oh! That's why I studied desperately just to sleep with you a few more times. How could I be so idiot, so stupid, to be tempted by such inexplicable conditions? So nervous, just wait Looking at the Friday afternoon test... Now that I think about it, it's almost..."

Liu Yan retorted: "Yeah, why are you so stupid, until now you are still a rotten tree, obviously studying is your own business, so I have to use it..."

Meng Feng: "What do you use to distribute rewards?"

Liu Yan: "You are enough, besides, I am really going to be angry!"

Meng Feng didn't take off his pants, just lay on the quilt like that, looked up at the sky full of stars and the bright Milky Way outside the window, and said: "You are always impatient when explaining math problems to me, I still remember the time when you said sin and cos …”

Liu Yan said: "I'm already very impatient, dear."

Meng Feng roared angrily: "But you are obviously wrong! You can't know that question yourself!"

Liu Yan: "What exactly do you want to express?"

Meng Feng: "Now you know how good I am? I can't study, but without me..."

Liu Yan: "Aha, so this is the real topic today. Do you want to hear something? Why don't I express my admiration for you?"

Meng Feng: "You are always so strong, I am always being bullied by you, can't you be gentle? Like Xiao Ming next door? I have done so many things, am I not worthy of your admiration?"

Liu Yan said sincerely: "I really admire you so much."

Meng Feng snorted: "I've protected you for so long, but you didn't even say thank you. If it wasn't for me, you would have died a long time ago."

Liu Yan: "Oh, thank you."

Meng Feng said: "Look, when you say thank you..."

Liu Yan: "Isn't it natural for you to protect me? You love me, and I love you too. Besides protecting me, who else do you want to protect? Besides letting you protect me, who else would I be willing to follow? Like Zhang Min and the others, among them One is alive and the other is also alive, one of them is dead, and the other is meaningless, so thank you for such a thing? When did Jueming say thank you to Zhang Min?"

Meng Feng was at a loss for words.

"Very good, you finally admitted that you love me..." Meng Feng said, "I'm not joking this time."

Liu Yan changed the subject: "But do you have to be together if you are in love?"

Meng Feng said: "That's not important, I think I'm qualified now."

Liu Yan: "What qualifications do you have?"

Meng Feng: "Do what you are qualified to do."

Liu Yan: "You'd better make a quick decision, or Lin Musen will come again later."

Meng Feng said angrily: "If he comes again, I will shoot his head off!"

There was a long silence in the room, Liu Yan said: "What's wrong?"

Meng Feng said: "What's wrong?"

Liu Yan: "Didn't you want to come over?"

Meng Feng: "Why don't you come over?"

When Meng Feng was about to get up, Liu Yan came over. He was wearing a vest and briefs, and sat straddling Meng Feng's waist, unbuttoning his camouflage military pants.

The two looked at each other, and Liu Yan suddenly said: "You are very nervous."

Meng Feng was stabbed to death again, he roared and roughly pressed Liu Yan on the bed, and kissed him hard.

(pull light)

Everything finally came to an end. After the autumn rain, the weather gradually turned cooler. The next day, Liu Yan asked people to move the workbench under the plane tree in the atrium, and began to modify the guns with the yellow leaves all over the courtyard.

Six ak□□ were handed over to him, and Liu Yan was responsible for converting them into practice guns.

He dismantled one of them, recorded the drawings of the parts, and fell into a long and absorbed thought.

Jueming didn't have to hide in the room anymore, Lin Musen only saw him, and expressed his love for him appropriately, but he didn't express excessive enthusiasm, as if he was afraid of getting into Zhang Min's hands—he had heard the reports from his subordinates, and he didn't care about him at all. There is no doubt that Zhang Min has the ability to snipe his head from the rooftop from a hundred paces away with a gun. Lin Musen thought and thought about how to find a job for Caesar Ming that would be both satisfying and not too tiring, and he finally asked Cassia Ming to help in the kitchen.

Meng Feng and Zhang Min were still in charge of patrolling. As rewards for bringing back their weapons, they each received a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of Hennessy's xo.

At noon that day, there was a gunshot outside, and one of the people who had been injected with serum by Zhang Min turned into a zombie.

Liu Yan went out to look at it, sighed, and then looked at Wang Hui, he was also in a bad condition, unable to move, and the wound on his waist began to fester towards his whole body.

Zhang Min sat on the stone, his eyes were red, staring at the river without saying a word.

"It doesn't work." Zhang Min said, "The serum has no effect."

Liu Yan said, "You did your best."

Zhang Min nodded silently, and asked again, "Is the dose insufficient?"

Liu Yan said: "You will die if you do bloodletting again, don't think about it. I will ask Senior Sister Fang tonight."

Zhang Min sighed, clasped his fingers, rubbed his eyebrows and nose, and said, "Sometimes, it's cruel to give people a hope of survival, but to shatter this hope."

Liu Yan smiled and said, "If you don't try it, how will you know? Go find Cassia, he is the one who needs you the most."

Zhang Min nodded tiredly, got up and went back to the chemical plant.

"Potatoes are a good thing. Add some canned beef. It's full of flavor and makes you feel full..." Mama Yu couldn't stop muttering. Cassia next to her was looking at a large basket of potatoes, her eyes circling.

"Look at your delicate skin and tender meat." Yu Ma said: "The adults at home don't let you work, right? Huh? My nephew is also the same age as you. He never knows how to cook, and he also divides oil, salt, sauce and vinegar." Unclear... ”

Caesar held the potato, gestured with the peeling knife, and poked the knife into the potato.

Yu Ma: "Hey! No way! This is no way! See how Auntie cut it..."

With a large basket of potatoes and a large pot of carrots, the kitchen was dark, and Caesar felt a sense of tragedy in his heart.

"Let me do it." Zhang Min took Cassia Ming's knife and said in a low voice, "How could he do this?"

Yu Ma said: "You can't pamper him all the time, he can't do anything, what should we do?"

"Hmm." Zhang Min looked at Tudou for a while, his mood improved, and he said with a smile, "Baby, what are you drawing?"

On the head of the potato in Caesar's hand, two thick eyebrows were drawn with charcoal strips, and the manga eyes were Zhang Min's portrait.

Zhang Min put his "potato head" aside, dragged the basket of potatoes, and asked, "Where did they come from?"

Yu Ma said: "When you went out, they went to Yuzhen to dig it, and they planted a lot in the back ground."

Zhang Min nodded and said, "Leave it all to me, you go for a walk."

Mama Yu wiped her hands with her apron, she was not polite, she stretched her waist and went out for a walk.

The steamed bun steamer in the kitchen was gurgling white steam, Zhang Min moved a small stool and sat down behind Cassia Ming, holding him half in his arms, rubbing him intimately, rubbing and kissing him, peeling potatoes in his hands, Cassia leaned on Zhang Min's collarbone on his side, feeling very comfortable, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Meng Feng sat on the roof wall of the factory dormitory, with a gun in front of him, staring at the other side of the river in the distance, thinking about things while eating fried soybeans.

Liu Yan leaned against the fence of the roof, sat on the ground, and asked: "How to deal with the simulated recoil of the practice gun? I can't always install this spring."

Meng Feng: "Aren't you good at everything, brilliant student?"

Liu Yan: "I formally ask you for advice, Sergeant Meng Feng."

Meng Feng took the gun casually, without even looking at it, he patted and pressed the ground to fiddle with it, and asked, "Did you tell Lin Musen?"

Liu Yan and Meng Feng have had a tacit understanding for many years, and after speaking the first half of the sentence, they understood the second half, and lazily replied: "I told you, he can give up."

Meng Feng sighed and said: "Poor Zhang Min, maybe he will kill him in a few days. Do you know why he killed that fat man?"

Liu Yan raised his eyebrows, and Meng Feng said in a deep voice: "Last time, Lin Musen's subordinates said that when they first came to Yuzhen, Jinya raped/killed three children in one night. When the end comes, what conscience and morality are all No more. Lin Musen killed the parents of the children, and Jin Ya begged these children who were less than ten years old to go back and lock them in the room... Zhang Min's face changed at that time. So Jue Ming was targeted by Jin Ya, and he It’s just such a big reaction, you shouldn’t take Cassia with you.”

Liu Yan shuddered: "How do I know? Jueming hid in the car by himself."

Meng Feng said again: "Do you know what Lin Musen used to do?"

Liu Yan thought for a while, but did not answer, Meng Feng said: "There is nothing good here, his younger brothers will occasionally come to me to play cards with Zhang Min, win a few cigarettes, and I have a lot of inside information. Lin Mu Sen used to be a drug dealer, you don't think his eyes..."

"Yes." Liu Yan immediately understood: "I said why there is something wrong with the eyes all the time, that kind of mentality that is worried every day, fearing that the next moment will die."

Meng Feng continued: "That Wang Hui used to be a rapist, and even Li Song, who showed us the way, used to beat those migrant workers whose wages were delayed. He grabbed one and put it in a sack to die. hit… "

Liu Yan: "Oh, then what secret did you exchange with them?"

Meng Feng said indifferently: "No, brother is so upright, does he look like a criminal?"

Liu Yan: "You should at least make up some small stains, such as tax evasion, not flushing public toilets..."

Meng Feng: "You can do it!"

Liu Yan laughed, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Now the serum is useless, if Lin Musen asks Zhang Min to pay for that fat man's life, you will help Zhang Min."

Meng Feng said indifferently: "Of course, he is also my friend. Lin Musen will not make things difficult for him now. He is still worth using. Your gun is done. Do you want to try my big gun now?"

Liu Yan: "Is it your turn to taste mine? Huh? There are still people watching from below. Do you want to greet the people on the roof and taste the taste? I promise you look normal and I won't touch you Chest..."

Meng Feng laughed, hugged Liu Yan violently, pushed him to the railing of the roof, leaned against him tightly from behind, raised his head and shouted into the distance: "Philosopher! Have you eaten yet?"

Xie Fenghua on the other side of the river was still sitting there, looked up blankly at Meng Feng in the distance, and waved to him in greeting.

There was a man lying beside her, who couldn't stop panting. It was Wang Hui, the injured follower who was released the day before.

His face was ashen-white as death, and his waist had begun to fester, and the rot became deeper and deeper, revealing purple-black internal organs. Xie Fenghua wet the handkerchief with water and applied it on his forehead.

"I can't hold it anymore... I... I..." Wang Hui said intermittently.

"Hold on." Xie Fenghua said sadly, "Look, the weather is fine today."

Wang Hui opened his cloudy eyes wide and fixedly stared at the clear sky that seemed to have been washed. Large white clouds slowly drifted past, casting shadows on the endless mountains and green grass.

"The wind... the wind is blowing... so... so comfortable..." Wang Hui said, "Before... I didn't... find the scenery here... so... beautiful. I really... want... to see it for a few more days..."

Xie Fenghua endured the tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Well, hold on, don't die."

Wang Hui said: "Sister...thank...thank you for taking care of me...I'm not a...good person..."

Xie Fenghua sobbed softly, and Wang Hui said again with difficulty: "I thought... a person... died in..."

Xie Fenghua: "Hang on, Wang Hui, I'll call your brother over."

Wang Hui: "Don't...don't, just like this... I'm going to... fail."

Wang Hui half-lyed on the grass, propped his elbows on the ground, and slowly crawled towards the river.

"Don't move!" Xie Fenghua hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Lie down!"

Wang Hui said: "Don't follow, don't come... I... I won't know who I am later... Stay away from me... I can't harm... you."

"No, no." Liu Yan hurriedly said, "Don't make trouble, he doesn't seem to be well."

Meng Feng immediately stopped pulling Liu Yan's trousers, picked up the gun, rested the gun on his shoulder, fixed the chuck, put the sight in front of his eyebrows, and squinted one eye.

Meng Feng murmured: "Liu Yan, look? What's going on here?"

Liu Yan leaned over the railing, picked up the binoculars and looked at the river in doubt.

The sight of the binoculars turned to Wang Hui, who had become a zombie, and took a step towards Xie Fenghua with his left foot, maintaining that posture. It was taken back a moment later.

The zombie staggered for a while, Xie Fenghua stood under the tree in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, amidst the rushing sound of the river, Wang Hui's corpse seemed to have lost all memory, walking towards Xie Fenghua. Xie Fenghua backed away slowly, looked around, and shouted: "Is anyone there!"

Liu Yan: "Try a shot...hit the left hand."

Meng Feng decisively pulled the trigger, and with a bang, the bullet passed through a space of nearly 600 meters, smashing Wang Hui's arm, and the severed arm flew out with pieces of meat and a pool of blood. The body was only on one side, and did not fall down , turned around, and seemed to be looking for the source of the attack.

Meng Feng shot the zombie's head off again, and the headless corpse lost its ability to move, fell into the river, and was carried downstream by the river.

Liu Yan put down everything at hand, ran out of the factory, waded across the river, Meng Feng went to check the body, Liu Yan asked Xie Fenghua: "What did he say to you after he stood up again?"

Xie Fenghua said: "No, he didn't say anything, he just gave me... a look."

Liu Yan said: "Damn it, what's going on?"

Meng Feng said: "Perhaps Wang Hui was not dead just now."

Liu Yan shivered: "I asked you to shoot the arm first, just to confirm whether he is dead or not. He must be dead. This is impossible."

He almost wanted to say that word several times, but he held it back.

Half an hour later, Fang Xiaolei, who was called temporarily, stood by the river and listened to the detailed account of the three witnesses.

She was fiddling with a small tube of nitric acid in her hand, she was silent for a long time, and finally said: "You are right, it is very likely that you have retained some self-awareness."

Liu Yan could only feel his heart pounding, and his voice trembled: "Is it self-consciousness or... memory residue? Only this zombie has it, or has it not been discovered before, in fact, all zombies have this phenomenon?"

Fang Xiaolei slowly shook her head in a daze: "According to what happened before, I have never encountered a second example."

Liu Yan: "Are you sure?"

Fang Xiaolei looked up at Liu Yan: "During my father's transformation... there was no such sign."

Liu Yan nodded and closed his eyes: "I'm sorry."

Fang Xiaolei nodded and said, "It's okay, it's very likely that another...another mutation occurred."

Liu Yan opened his eyes: "More than two mutations? Is it because of the serum?"

Fang Xiaolei: "It has been confirmed that there have been at least two, and there may be more."

Liu Yan: "This can no longer be defined by mutations. Viruses are manifested in individual organisms, catalyzing evolution from the inside to the outside..."

"Yes." Fang Xiaolei nodded slowly: "I don't really believe in that word, but I can only use it to define it."

"How to say?" Meng Feng asked.

"Evolution." Fang Xiaolei said softly.

There was a muffled sound in the far west, and the earth seemed to vibrate slightly. I don't know if it was the thunder brewing in the sky and the ground before the last rain in autumn, or the bombing encountered in the South China barracks.