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Zhang Xiaoqiang stood by the window sill stupidly, staring blankly at the downstairs, the gathered zombies spread out and covered the whole street again, only a few limbless ones were lying on the ground writhing, Then the zombies frozen by the big dogs got up from the ground and continued to wander.
"What's wrong with this world?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked.
No one can answer him. If the TV station still exists, and those experts and professors are still alive, they will definitely quote scriptures and affirm their new discoveries from various aspects of knowledge. The major TV stations and major news media will definitely make a mess Ground complex.
"All right."
Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed his face, "It's the end of the world, the virus has come, zombies have evolved, what's so strange about dogs having supernatural powers?" He explained to himself.
The days passed day by day, and I never let go of the daily training. Sometimes I couldn't hold on any longer, and if I wanted to be lazy, I would unconsciously go to the window and look at the zombies downstairs and ask myself: "Do you want to become a zombie? If you don't want to continue training, just go! Go downstairs and find them, and become one of them, no longer afraid of no future, no longer afraid of no food, and no longer afraid of loneliness!"
Every time he thinks of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang turns around and trains even more crazily. The excess fat on his body begins to turn into strong muscles. Seeing the six-pack abs in his abdomen, tears fill his eyes; "How many years? How many years have I never seen it again?" My abs?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was no longer satisfied with the previous training methods. He carried a backpack with heavy loads on his back, and carried a weight of nearly 30 to 40 kilograms to assassinate and dodge the practitioners. Up to now, the iron gun is always stabbed at one point, and he believes that closing his eyes can also avoid the bite of zombies!
Finished today's weight training, rested for a while, smoked a cigarette and started cooking, seeing that the remaining supplies could no longer allow him to last for another week.
"Going out to find food."
Zhang Xiaoqiang was thinking while cooking, the d-shaped zombie he killed a few days ago made him feel psychologically shadowed.
After eating, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned on the computer as usual, ready to play a stand-alone game, the sound of starting up, the next moment the computer screen went black, and the lights at home also went out.
"The insurance burned?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't react. He searched for flashlights and fuses everywhere. He didn't realize until he came here for a while that the city power grid had gone on strike after three months of operation. The whole city was plunged into darkness.
Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the bed and stared at the dark night sky outside the window in a daze, the surrounding was silent, he could already hear his own heartbeat.
Occasionally, there would be the sound of empty soda cans being kicked by zombies downstairs, and the sound would be heard far, far away in the empty night. Zhang Xiaoqiang sat quietly, feeling that he had never been so quiet as he thought. Reminiscing about the past for a long time, I gradually became sleepy and fell asleep.
Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes, and a new day began again.
The electricity went out, and the induction cooker couldn't be used anymore. He was thinking about his future plans while eating the leftover cold rice from yesterday.
"I can't stay any longer, there is no electricity, no fire, no food, I will just slowly die of sleepiness"
"If the speed is fast, it should be able to rush over, kao, those two dead dogs don't know where they died!"
It is undoubtedly too difficult to escape from the street to the outskirts of the city. There are nearly two hundred of them downstairs. The two big dogs that appeared a few days ago came twice, ate a few zombies and never came again. There are quite a few small cars in the garden parking lot downstairs, but Zhang Xiaoqiang can’t drive them. Even if you give him the car keys, he can’t help it. He can ride a bicycle when he grows up. He has ridden a small motorcycle with small wheels twice. .
After much deliberation, I can't think of it, and I don't want to think about it anymore. First prepare the materials and then think about it!
Zhang Xiaoqiang emptied his backpack and carried it on his shoulders, checked the saber on his lower waist, put on his mp9 military sniper crossbow, took the iron gun and went out.
When he got to the platform, he looked around and felt that the zombies had their own territory. It had been three months and no zombies had come up to the platform. He walked to the stairs to the platform and looked at the garden.
"What's going on?" All the zombies in the garden disappeared, and there were many bones scattered on the ground. "Where are the zombies?" Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered.
Slowly walking down the stairs to the garden, spring has not yet arrived, the vines on the gazebo are only budding, and a few remaining dead leaves make it even more depressed. The withered grass on the lawn lay messily on the ground, and the piles of bones in the garden brought out a shocking and strange scenery!
Walking in the garden, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that strange and inexplicable feeling returned to his heart.
"Something is watching me." Zhang Xiaoqiang felt it.
He was a little terrified of this feeling that came and went suddenly. It was this feeling that made him rush into the rain last time, and the result was that he was tortured so badly that he was so ugly that he often regretted it afterwards.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in the middle of the garden and looked around, trying to find out what was spying on him, but in the end he found nothing. He could only move to the commissary more carefully, and open the hidden buckle on the scabbard of the Tiger Tooth Saber so that he could pull it out at any time. Pulled out the mp9 military sniper crossbow, buckled a steel arrow and was ready to shoot at any time, holding the iron gun in one hand and the crossbow arrow in the other, carefully guarding.
It wasn’t until the canteen that Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief. There was no one to take care of it for several months, and there was a musty smell coming from the canteen. Zhang Xiaoqiang tried his best to take high-calorie foods that could be eaten immediately, such as chocolate, ham sausage, and so on. There is a can of beef, a few bottles of water, a few cigarettes, and a few lighters, and you can’t put it down anymore!
I only carried about 20 kilograms, and I walked home with ease on my shoulders. When I returned, the feeling of being spied on became more and more intense. As soon as I stepped on the platform, a horrifying chill penetrated from the tailbone to the top of the head. , the inexplicable sixth sense in his heart kept warning, the sense of danger came from the direction of the garden, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly backed away from the house, the sense of danger became more and more intense, and reached its peak when he retreated to the middle of the platform.
Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly took off the backpack and stood it lightly on the ground. The iron gun leaned against the backpack so that he could take it easily, and held the sniper crossbow with both hands to aim at the direction of the stairs. A large leopard covered in black and mottled appeared in the crosshairs on the scope. The two scarlet eyes on the huge head were shining dangerously, and the white and yellow fangs showed him its ferocity. The dangerous power contained in the two-meter-long and 1.2-meter-high body seemed to burst out at any time, and the sharp and sharp long claws bounced out of the thick foot pads, and they were firmly buckled on the concrete floor.
"Kao, why did the leopard in the zoo come here, why does it look familiar?" he thought to himself.
Zhang Xiaoqiang aimed at the leopard's head, ready to pull the trigger at any time.
When the whole body of the leopard climbed onto the platform, he was a little dumbfounded. Why did the leopard look more and more like the fat cat in the neighbor's house