I don’t know when, but a group of people appeared on the woodlands of High Weald in southeastern England.
This group of people seemed to be unwilling to let others know their identities. They all wore gray hooded cloaks and hid their bodies in the shadows under the cloaks.
Yes, it would be fine if only one or two people did this, but if the entire team did this, there would naturally be a sense of deliberateness.
But it doesn't matter, because they don't care whether it is intentional or not, as long as they cover their body and appearance, it is enough. In this disaster place where no one dares to set foot easily, no one can guess who they are under the same lead cloud.
The wind seems to have become a bit fierce recently, and the clouds are still covering the sky and the sun is extremely low, but after all, no rain or snow falls, even if it is just to moisten the increasingly dry soil under my feet.
In fact, this hilly area was originally beautiful and full of vitality - it stretched from the marshes of Kent to the west and extended to Hampshire for 125 miles. It is known as the most beautiful medieval period in Europe. landscape.
There are strange-shaped fields, low hills with gorgeous vegetation, and there is always some wasteland, but more green woodland. Along the way from east to west or north to south, there are manors, mansions, castles, gardens... and three fully restored steam railways that have witnessed a rich history.
Throughout the ages, no traveler from afar would be willing to miss this beautiful and historic area, let alone the local people who are proud of it
"The McMillan family seems to have several orchards and wineries over there."
"I don't really like drinking wine, so... forget it!"
When passing a fork in the road, one person in the gray cloak team could be seen raising his hand and pointing towards the crooked road sign, but the companion shook his head slightly. Soon, the team chose another fork in the road and continued heading north.
There is no greenery on the roadside, no sweet fragrance of flowers and fruits, and no local residents who used to be busy in tea gardens, fruit trees and large flower fields. Even the originally bright wall paint became particularly dim under the gloomy sky.
Life and death can not only be distinguished by time, but it seems that sometimes color can also be used. Today the High Weald area, like the rest of Britain, is cast into the shadow of death.
"At least until now, we haven't seen any living corpses, which is better than some time ago."
I don’t know who in the team said this, but his tone was a little low. But whether it was a matter of luck or relief, this was still a true statement. As soon as it was spoken, several people in the team nodded.
Everyone seemed to have a little more expectation in their hearts.
However, everything has to wait until we go to London... or even actually do something before we can truly get the answer. Before that, expectations can only be expectations. When faced with danger, they cannot bring them much peace of mind.
And a moment later, as we got closer and closer to the outer suburbs of London, the figures of those living corpses inevitably appeared in everyone's sight.
Wandering between the desolation of nature and the ruins of civilization will not be a good thing after all. But for some reason, everyone's worries, which had always been high, dropped slightly when they saw those living corpses. Especially when they discovered that the living corpses did not seem to have any desire to attack them, many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This is not to say that they are not worried about these guys who should be enemies by reason and reason, but before that, in the seemingly deserted area along the way, the scythe of death has never been put down - now many demons They are all wandering around in the south, and it is obvious that the demons are much scarier than those living corpses!
"Maybe someone will pick us up soon."
Suddenly, such a sentence came from the shadow of the hood of the gray cloak leader, causing the entire team to pause for a moment, but they did not delay for too long, and followed the leader who did not stop for a moment. Leader, continue walking towards the north.
In the north, closer to London, the density of living corpses becomes significantly higher. But think about it, a fairly large army of zombies has just been collected here, and such a large number of zombies always have to be resettled.
Even among the living zombies, some concepts are very different from humans. In the eyes of most high-level living zombies who have opened up their wisdom, the lower-level kin are just a group of stupid walking zombies. Except for a few of them with potential, the rest are just like corpses.
The living zombies are indifferent, treating both their enemies and themselves alike.
"Ah... This feeling is really unbearable."
Someone in the team said this again. Although he was just talking to himself, it also accurately expressed the feelings of most other people - nothing is better than walking in an increasingly dense crowd. Being among the living corpses and not being able to take action was even more uncomfortable; but if there was one thing, it would probably be the tragic scene of being surrounded by multiple demons.
Fortunately, not long after, just as the team leader said, someone from London came to pick them up.
In fact, it is still quite far away from the real city of London. You have to go through the outer suburbs and inner suburbs to get there. However, after the group of living corpses discovered their presence, someone immediately came to guide them. This may also be a sign of sincerity.
After thinking about some speculations and conjectures, everyone's mood finally became a lot more peaceful. They followed the unfamiliar figure who was obviously a high-level zombie and followed the road to London.
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In London, outside the main hall of Buckingham Palace.
Probably after returning from the underground building of the old Ministry of Magic! The long-haired girl in the twins didn't know why, but it seemed that she no longer wanted to wear the dirty and shabby clothes she used to wear. She found a clean plain lace dress, and coupled with her beautiful long hair, she looked surprisingly cute at first glance.
Of course, it seems that you still can't look at her face... I mean, it's best not to look at it!
"Those humans are coming from the southeast. They just walked out of the forest. I asked Ze Ni to pick them up... Do you want to report to the master?"
A tribesman came in from the square outside and said this to her, and saw her shaking her head slightly.
"Let's wait until they arrive!"
"knew."
Before he finished speaking, the tribesman immediately went out from the ice cave door at the entrance of the vestibule, leaving the girl standing in silence, not knowing what she was thinking.