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February 9, 2013.
Since being tortured to death by the D virus nine days ago, after more than a week of recuperation, his body has almost recovered, and he can start training with the strength gradually. Although he has gone through the nightmare-like test of life and death, his body has not changed much, his strength has not increased, nor has he become more flexible, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's myopia glasses have not been removed. Thinking of which pig feet in the starting point are infected by the virus, either they have spatial abilities, get a storage space for fun, or become supermen and hunt for top zombies all over the world. How come we don’t have such a good life
Being played by the d virus, he wanted to commit suicide, his whole body became weak for a week, and he couldn't even hold his job.
"Alas!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed a long breath, the same people have different fates!
"Heh! Huh! Heh! Huh!" Zhang Xiaoqiang panted, thrusting the iron spear forward again and again, and retracting it again and again. Sweat kept coming out of his forehead, stinging slightly on the scar on his head. He kept firing his gun, squandering his physical energy as much as possible to increase his life-saving capital.
Putting down the iron gun, he rubbed his sore wrist, picked up the mineral water on the coffee table and took a deep drink. "Ha!" Feeling refreshed, although it is the end of the world, Zhang Xiaoqiang feels that compared to before, the current him is living a more fulfilling life than before. Exercise every day after getting up, eat breakfast, 5,000 assassinations, after lunch, take a nap, practice assassination again, have dinner, play stand-alone games, and sleep! He didn't even bother to appreciate the AVs he had treasured before. Physical fitness has risen in a straight line, and weight has dropped in a straight line.
"People! They were all forced out!" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed.
As usual, he came to the window and raised his binoculars to observe. He has developed a habit. There is no scenery for him to see except for the zombies. In the telescope, the zombies seem to be under their noses, and every move can be seen clearly.
Although it has been raining heavily for more than ten days, the sky is still so gloomy and dark, with layers of dark gray clouds blocking the winter sun. Only a few weak spots reveal a little light, illuminating the whole city.
"Has it started to evolve?"
Holding the binoculars, Zhang Xiaoqiang muttered to himself, the heavy rain of the past few days hadn't washed the streets clean, shattered bones, broken glass, and discarded beverage bottles were scattered everywhere.
Thinking of the heavy rain a few days ago, my body felt a little achy. The rain not only carried viruses, but also was highly corrosive. The steel fence outside the window became rusty. If he didn’t look at it every day, Zhang Xiaoqiang must have thought that the fence It has been corroded by water vapor for more than ten years. Could it be that the rain is the legendary acid rain
The clothes corroded by the rain were torn to pieces by the zombies during their wandering, leaving only some rags hanging on the zombies.
The zombies on the street are still wandering around as before, their steps are a little more flexible, the nails on their claws grow longer, some zombies have become taller and stronger, they no longer stagger when walking, and they are no different from normal people walking. The naked, exposed skin was black and translucent, and many ordinary zombies standing in front of it were knocked to the ground, but it had no effect on it at all. Other zombies are getting thinner, shorter, more agile, and their joints are more flexible. They can already climb over some small obstacles, and the nails on their claws grow longer, twice as long as ordinary zombies. more than enough.
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt chills in his heart. Zombies have begun to evolve. Is there any hope for human beings? Holding up the binoculars, he slowly exerted force with both hands, and the blood on his fingers began to fade, turning blue.
Putting down the 10x binoculars, my mouth was full of bitterness, I lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply into my lungs and then spit it out slowly, leaning on the window sill, only my mind was full of decadence.
Through these days of observation, there are about 200 zombies downstairs by Zhang Xiaoqiang, nine of them have evolved and mutated, three of the agile type, and six of the strength type. The mutation rate is about 5%, and the city y where he is located has a population of 500,000. There are only 25,000 mutated zombies, the population of China is 1.5 billion, there are 75 million mutated zombies, and the world's population is 7 billion? He shuddered... he didn't dare to count any more.
Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on the window sill and stared blankly at the zombies downstairs, his feet were full of cigarette butts. He remembered an American blockbuster he had seen before, "Dances with Wolves", in which the protagonist, Lieutenant Dunbar, lost contact with the outside world. He lived a peaceful and monotonous life alone in the boundless sky and wilderness, accompanied only by a wild wolf with white front legs.
He is much better than Zhang Xiaoqiang, he has the whole wilderness, while Zhang Xiaoqiang can only be trapped in the house by countless zombies and look out the window. The wild wolf named "Two White Sox" likes to have fun around him, but Zhang Xiaoqiang only has one "nameless cockroach" who will lie quietly on the bottom of the bottle and pretend to be dead.
Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the mineral water bottle and held it up in front of his eyes. The cockroach was still at the bottom of the bottle and pretended to be dead. When he shook the bottle, the cockroach was crawling around at the bottom of the bottle, trying to climb out of the bottle, and fell down again and again. Zhang Xiaoqiang was silent. Looking at it quietly, some felt sorry for the cockroaches, and more felt sorry for himself. He was no different from the cockroaches in the bottle, both bound by their own fates.
Looking at the cockroaches, he felt bored, and suddenly wanted to go to the top of the building to see the sky, the land, the city and the Yangtze River beside the city!
Just do what you think, fasten the saber, hang up the binoculars, pick up the iron gun and go out, climb the stairs, the zombies in each room smell Zhang Xiaoqiang's smell and scratch at the door, go up the stairs to the roof, and look at the vast world , the stagnation in my heart slowly disappeared, the world was still so dark, a few zombies dangled on the roofs of buildings in the distance, only the Yangtze River was flowing quietly like yesterday.
Seeing that he was fascinated, "Boom... Boom... Boom..." The sound of heavy objects hitting Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears, "It came from downstairs." Zhang Xiaoqiang judged.
Put away the binoculars, pick up the iron gun and go downstairs. "Boom...boom...boom..." The voice became clearer and louder.
"The seventh floor, the sixth floor, and the fifth floor are here."
The iron door near the entrance of the stairs vibrated violently, as if a rhinoceros was hitting the iron door inside. With the violent shaking of the iron door, the gray-white putty and old wall paint around the door frame fell to the ground one after another, and the space between the corridors was too large. Little, Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to go downstairs first.
Thinking of the protagonists in the starting point, that one who kills zombies is not like killing melons and chopping vegetables, why you have to be careful and careful when you get to him, it is really speechless and tearful!
Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang went down to the fifth floor, "Boom..." the iron door was knocked open, and he was thrown into the opposite iron door by surprise. Blood welled up in his mouth. A tall figure swooped towards him, before he could figure out what was going on, his body rolled to the ground.
"Crack... squeak" There was a piercing metal cracking sound from the iron door next to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and a tall zombie drew a few clearly visible scratches on the iron door with its claws.
It was too late and then too soon, Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground with his feet firmly on the zombie's legs, using his strength to slide down the stairs to the fourth floor, the stairs knocked on his back one by one, he Too tense without any pain, the only thought is to keep your head up.
With a sound of "Boom..." Zhang Xiaoqiang bumped into a broken sofa piled up in the stairwell. With two paws flying down, he didn't have time to think about it. He raised the iron gun tightly held in his right hand, held the body of the gun with his left hand, and pressed the end of the gun against the broken sofa behind him, his eyes fixed on the zombie.
"Flash..." The triangular gun head pierced the zombie's chest, and the zombie was pierced by the iron gun with great inertia, until the galvanized water pipe was stuck in the gap between the ribs and stopped. Zhang Xiaoqiang let go of the iron gun when the gun head pierced the zombie, and rolled to one side. The zombie was pierced by the iron gun and fell on the old sofa. He knew that this kind of injury was not fatal to the zombie. Suddenly he pulled out the tiger teeth, "Hey..." The tiger tooth saber was nailed in from the zombie's temple, and he stirred the saber and pulled it out.
"Huh..." solved. Zhang Xiaoqiang wears thick clothes in winter, and luckily he was not injured.
The zombie fell to the side, Zhang Xiaoqiang cleaned the dirt off the Huya Saber and inserted it back into the scabbard, turned the corpse over with his feet, and pulled out the iron gun. The zombie was lying face up on the ground, with a height of more than 180 centimeters and a thick and strong body. It was a power-mutated zombie with intertwined veins on its muscles, and the nails on its claws had a faint metallic texture.
Regardless of it, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked towards the house where it lived.
As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a smell of corpses. I walked into the living room and looked around. The decoration of the house is very good. The living room is covered with mahogany floors. Next to the window is a huge fish tank. The water in the tank is drowsy. Dead fish float in it. There are a lot of calligraphy, paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall. Walking to the door of a bedroom, the floor of the bedroom is covered with expensive handmade wool carpets. There are two or three skeletons scattered on the carpet. There are huge photo frames hanging on the wall beside Simmons’ bed. , a young and heroic host, a delicate and charming hostess, two lively and beautiful twins. The family of four laughed happily together, the scattered bones corresponded to the smiles on the photo, it looked extremely cruel!
Next to the bedroom is the study room, and the study room is connected to the balcony. The glass on the balcony is all broken, and the broken glass is scattered on the floor. When he walked to the balcony, the glass fragments under his feet were broken even more, making a "creaking" noise. The balcony has been soaked by rain, the wooden floor is still wet and slippery, and the wall paint at the corners has begun to fade and peel.
Zhang Xiaoqiang seems to have figured it out, "The male master mutated and turned into a zombie and bit his wife and two children to death in the bedroom. He ate them before they mutated. After it rained, the zombie smashed the glass on the balcony." The glass windows began to catch rainwater. Today it has evolved into a powerful zombie."
Zhang Xiaoqiang searched the house and found that the family was not running a business at home, and there was nothing in the kitchen. There were only a few cartons of milk and two cans of coffee in the refrigerator, and there was still half a bucket of water on the water dispenser. He took the harvest and walked downstairs.