When "it" woke up, it felt its stomach was bloated and uncomfortable, and the food was about to burst out of its throat.
"It" was awakened by Gore's roar. Unlike Gori and Gore, whose heads could never sleep, it felt tired easily and quickly learned what sleep was from its companions.
It was very happy when it fell asleep. In its dreams it was a free, curly-haired dog, without Gorigor and any terrible things that were beyond its understanding.
Overeating made it very uncomfortable, and Gori was obviously not feeling well either, so he said nothing. All he could think about was Gore yelling and screaming, with an anger that made it tremble.
Even though he had eaten so much, Gore was still roaring with hunger. He was driven mad by the non-existent hunger and kept screaming and roaring without stopping for a moment.
Then the curled up body twitched twice, as if it couldn't bear the roar that was exploding in its head.
Gorey didn't shut Gore up this time.
He was indeed not feeling well, and was in so much pain that he could hardly take care of himself.
However, it was not the feeling of being full as "it" thought, but when it bit open the rabbit's throat and swallowed the rabbit into its stomach, hunger came unexpectedly along with the smell of blood.
Gori could feel the suffocation in his stomach that was about to explode from eating so much, but at the same time he also felt the unbearable hunger spreading from deep in his soul.
In an instant he became an empty shell, with nothing inside, so empty that it frightened him.
The fear of feeling like the inside of the body is empty and being burned by invisible flames.
If it was this kind of hunger, he could understand Gore's loss of control.
Even at this moment, he had to use all his strength to maintain a trace of consciousness, desperately suppressing his desire for flesh and blood, and for any food that seemed to be able to fill his stomach.
belch.
"It" burped.
At first it didn't react, but when it burped again, it suddenly realized that it was an action that it controlled its body to make. Its stomach was so bloated that it ignored the unprecedented feeling of relaxation when waking up.
The body was light and fluttery, as if it fit its soul perfectly. It had been crammed into this body with Gorigor before, and was almost deformed by the squeeze.
It shook its fur, blinked its eyes, and wagged its tail at its companion.
These actions were all completed, despite the unconscious interference of Goree and Gore, and the actions were always half a beat slower than its thoughts.
It was as if it had issued an order, and Goree and Gore had become the transit stations for the order, requiring one more step before the body could move.
The curly-haired dog looked at its companions with moist eyes. It didn't know how long its freedom would last this time. Maybe it should first tell its companions about the terrible changes that happened to it, but in the end it just wanted to lick the noses of its companions and roll around in the furry pile.
The Samoyed, who was condemning its stealing behavior, was unexpectedly licked on the nose, and was choked up with a howl.
The Samoyed licked the tip of the Curly's nose reluctantly, and then went on to complain with a whimper that the Curly had no other skills except for acting like a spoiled child. Not only did the Curly eat so much food in vain, but he even ate it secretly in the middle of the night.
The principle of the dog group is to eat meat together. Any dog that eats alone will be collectively condemned.
The curly-haired dog lowered its head and looked as if to reflect on itself. It wanted to tell its companions something, but before it could utter a single word, Gori once again took control of its body.
Let’s keep going.
Poodle - Gori's tone was strangely calm, with a sense of danger that all the dogs could smell, and it was as calm as if it would explode and bite them in the next second.
"Woof."
The big yellow dog stepped forward as the leader to ease the atmosphere.
Okay, stop arguing.
It prevented the conflict from escalating, and then punished the poodle by depriving it of its right to eat its next meal, before continuing to organize the dogs to move forward.
But before setting off, they need to eat something to fill their stomachs.
Their ultimate goal is to eat the delicious bleating cubs, which does not stop them from eating all the way. After a winter, the dogs have lost a lot of weight and need to eat more to gain weight.
Only by eating more can your hair have shiny and glossy appearance.
Especially this year, female members have joined the dog pack, and the warmer weather has made them a little restless.
The greyhound licked its paws and did not join in the quarrel between the males, but just moved away from the poodle quietly.
There was something strange about this dog. It sensed the danger based on its years of experience as a wanderer.
Eating something before setting off is also to accumulate enough energy for the next journey.
From their current location to where the bleating birds are, they need to cross an area where the road is particularly difficult to walk on. There is little vegetation and the paw pads can be easily pierced by sharp stones. Only rats and snakes live there.
"This used to be the center of the city," said Qi Guang.
He had not walked this far when exploring the terrain, and the small camera was shooting in another direction, so although he knew that this was the city center, he had never seen the scenery here with his own eyes.
Qi Guang turned the live camera to the scenery in front of him and exclaimed softly.
—The ups and downs, the staggered levels, between the not-so-dense trees and vines are the broken walls and ruins that are just the tip of the iceberg of the steel forest.
It's a relic! The relic of Earth's civilization!
Humans have their own civilization! You see, we have it!
The excitement of the audience was about to burst out through the barrage of comments. They looked greedily at every stone and every inch of land in front of them, and every trace left by the ancestors of the human race on their home planet.
"This was the landmark of the city in the past." Qi Guang walked around the half-piece of steel bar sticking out of the ground and patted the small piece of building debris that only reached his waist.
It survived the geological changes that buried most of the city in the soil, and its walls, which had mostly collapsed, still stood firmly covered with thick moss.
There are also shaky but not yet rotten steel bars, a few of which protrude from the ground and become climbing frames for vines, with beautiful flowers blooming on the top.
Glass around the walls was scattered on the ground like dewdrops, some were stuck between the tree trunks and wrapped around them, shining like inlaid gems.
A little hedgehog with sharp armor sneaked out from the triangular gap formed by the collapse of the concrete wall.
The birds pecked at the glass on the ground, which was sparkling and perfect for nesting decoration.
The decaying and the vibrant are perfectly integrated here.
I was caught off guard and burst into tears qaq.
I didn't want to cry, but when I thought about our ancestors living here...
This moment is so close to our past, almost touching it.
The history of the human species is still alive... I don't know why I suddenly feel this way.
Yingying's farming scene was so tear-jerking that I had to hold a tissue while watching the live broadcast [crying].
The sudden appearance of the city ruins also made those who were doing things or research behind the scenes unable to sit still.
A real Earth, a home planet of the human race with historical relics to be excavated, is a fatal flaw for the human race, but it is also a great opportunity to strangle the human race.
Regardless of their mentality, they all tacitly accelerated their research on the space window.
Qi Guang built a shelter in the ruins forest and spent a sleepless night there.
The zombies were getting closer and closer to him, and he couldn't fall asleep. He could only open the map again and again to confirm the zombies' route, and repeatedly check whether the battlefield he had cleared was foolproof.
The reason why we have to rush to arrive early is to make adequate preparations at the right place - there is no such thing as rushing ahead or being mean when it comes to survival.
At noon the next day, zombies appeared within Qi Guang's perception range.
He hadn't seen it or heard it, but he just knew it.
From the moment the zombies entered a certain range, it was as if something gently touched him, telling him that an invader had entered his territory.
The opponent was not big in size and moved lightly. Every step he took on the ground seemed to be stepping on Qi Guang's nerves, and he could outline the opponent's general appearance from a long distance.
A body of this size cannot be a human, it should be a small animal, a dog or a cat.
Animals are inherently more agile than humans and have stronger hunting instincts. Zombies also have additional physical bonuses, making animal zombies not very easy to deal with.
Qi Guang lay in ambush at the observation point he had chosen. While concentrating on feeling the wonderful feeling that was appearing for the first time, he also paid attention to his surroundings, not missing any clues.
He did not turn off the live broadcast, but just opened a small camera to allow viewers to view the city ruins (outside his area) from various angles.
Allowing viewers to briefly see the scenery—the first time that the scenery of urban ruins had appeared in a live broadcast—would not arouse any suspicion.
A few minutes later, a few small black dots appeared in Qi Guang's sight from afar, and the unique stench of zombies and the faint smell of blood came with the wind.
…
It's a dog.
Qi Guang recognized at a glance those oversized dogs whose appearance had basically not changed in thousands of years.
Unexpectedly, the one invader in Qi Guang's perception turned into five here. From the big yellow dog to the little Teddy, each of them looked very suspicious, and none of them looked like a zombie.
After all, the curly-haired dog's body is now controlled by "it".
Gori was on the verge of losing control due to excessive hunger and had no strength left to control his body. Although Gore looked ferocious and scary, he was unexpectedly weak inside. After a tentative effort, "it" suppressed Gore's resistance.
It was a free little curly-haired kid again, wagging its tail and barking happily, then happily chasing its companions' tail twice in the speechless eyes.
It felt that it had become a little bit stronger, and just after being arrogant for a while, the Samoyed, who couldn't stand it, pinned it down and taught it a lesson.
So when Qi Guang saw it, "it" was following the pack of dogs with its head down, humming and groaning, without any of the dullness of a zombie.
The trap set by Qi Guang was only enough to trap one dog, but finding a zombie dog from a group of dogs was much easier than finding a zombie from a group of people.
Qi Guang gently pulled at the wound that had not yet healed after being scratched by firewood a few days ago. A trace of red seeped out from the edge of the wound.
The smell of blood filled the air.
The sweet smell belonging to humans spreads.
The moment it smelled the scent, the curly-haired dog's eyes became cloudy. It stopped and sniffed hard, letting out a low growl from its throat.
Then, it spread out its claws, its eyes turned red, and ran wildly in a certain direction.
The dogs looked in that direction and saw that the two-legged beasts had stood there without them noticing.
Five meters.
Three meters.
One meter.
Qi Guang raised the alcohol blowtorch in his hand and pointed it at the curly-haired dog that pounced on him.
They were so close that Qi Guang could see the blood around the poodle's mouth, and the rotten smell was too bad.
But the distance ends there.
The sudden appearance of the rope tripped the poodle, and then a boiling flame lit up, setting the poodle's fur on fire.
It let out a scream and rolled and struggled on the ground.
"Woof!"
“Ahhh!”
The barks, who had no idea what was going on, only saw their companions being attacked by the two-legged beasts barking angrily and surrounding Qi Guang with sharp teeth and claws.
Qi Guang replaced the alcohol blowtorch in his hand with a more handy spear.
When he saw five dogs appear together, he had foreseen this scene.
The dogs lowered their bodies, fierce gleams in their eyes.
This is a two-legged beast that smells good and makes them wag their tails.
They were also enemies that attacked their companions.
The atmosphere is tense and ready to explode.
"Cry!"
A clear cry sounded a second before the dogs jumped up, and Qi Guang heard the sound of flapping wings behind him.
A snow-white feather swirled and fell before his eyes.
The broad-winged bird pressed its claws on the ground to brake hard, spread its wings to block the light, and cried loudly to the dogs.
Get out of here!
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Next chapter: Burn the zombies and go home to farm
Gao Liang will take a day off tomorrow. I worked overtime too late today and didn't have time to write.
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