The dusk of the end of the world must be watched from the rooftop.
The building has not collapsed yet, and the lush green trees have grown into a forest. Standing on the flat ground, you can only see a little bit of sky in the gaps between the shadows.
The sky and earth painted with rich and bright orange can only be seen from high up.
Vines and weeds entangled the reinforced concrete high-rise buildings, stained with the color of the sunset, and invaded this once green and tidy land as savagely and wantonly as flames.
It's not romantic at all, but rather exudes an indescribable dullness.
The flames burned too much, the temperature was too high and there was not enough oxygen, and I felt a stuffy feeling as if a stone was pressing on my chest.
As the sky gradually darkened, the sounds of wild beasts could be heard, as if they had been tortured by hunger for a long time, and their roars were like shrill cries.
The zombie haunting time will last for nearly fifteen hours, with no pattern of hiding during the day and coming out at night. The beginning of the haunting is usually marked by the sound of screaming and howling everywhere.
"Let's go back and prepare." Qi Guang sprinkled the last bit of ashes from the rooftop, squinting his eyes as he watched the wind pick up the light powder and swirl it away.
Heath responded, then looked back at the sunset outside the rooftop with some confusion.
He understood it quickly.
The zombies who had just woken up were so hungry that they would eat anything. Even Qi Guang, who had a bit of the smell of death on him, was not unpalatable. Heath was the type that they had never seen before but should be edible, and he seemed to be even more delicious than Qi Guang.
The perfunctory circle of ash from the previous one could not completely cover up the smell of the new residents here, and the shadowy shadows in the ruins and the forest were approaching.
Fortunately, Qi Guang never forgot to carry a reserve of weapons with him, and he was able to share some with Heath.
Qi Guang could roughly understand why the previous one had been able to survive here for several months without dying. The approaching zombies moved slowly and he could hear "huffing and puffing" sounds like heavy breathing, proving that the zombies gathered here were those that had not yet eaten much human flesh.
The movements of zombies that have eaten humans will become more and more agile. The more they eat, the more you can feel their evolution from "corpses" to "predators". Those who come over are all little guys. Those who have survived five years in the apocalypse, no matter how useless they are, can make it.
Probably because the zombies broke out too quickly in the university town at that time, the people inside were either eaten or tried their best to escape, resulting in the university town being a deserted city for a long time. People outside were afraid of the density of zombies here and dared not approach, and the survivors inside could only barely survive because of too many zombies.
Without food, zombies can only remain in the "moving corpse" stage. Those that have grabbed more rations and are stronger are unlikely to choose to hunt at this time.
The zombies also know that the prey at this time will only hide in the shelter and fight hard, and if they are not well prepared, their claws will be broken if they are not careful.
There was no point in thinking too much. When Qi Guang was distracted for a moment, a zombie had already crawled to the door.
The zombie-like corpse will not continue to rot, but will still maintain its last appearance before death, with its face turning pale under the moonlight.
Qi Guang neatly pinned down the zombie's hand as it was trying to get in through the door, then turned on the alcohol blowtorch and hit the zombie in the face.
When the curly-haired dog turned into a zombie, Qi Guang stockpiled a warehouse of alcohol blowtorches, and he carried them with him even when he went to the interstellar space.
The zombies howled and rolled into fireballs, the flames burning and illuminating the surroundings.
Heath glanced over and saw seven or eight figures staggering towards him. The pale corpses and empty pupils made him feel a chill on his back.
This reminded him of the various teaching materials he had read in military school. To be honest, even in the senior grades, after reading them, few people in the class could still eat.
The smell of decay spread in the air, and Heath could not smell any scent from the zombies.
Even mechanical species can be detected by Phoenix's breath changes, but the zombies in front of him seemed to be dead objects made of wood and stone, without any smell of "alive" things.
Even when Heath turned on the alcohol blowtorch, the flame was hotter than that of the zombies.
It was not difficult to fight the slow-moving zombies. Seeing that Heath could handle it, Qi Guang separated from Heath to check the situation in the building.
Except for the only entrance and exit, all the doors and windows in the building are sealed tightly. Although low-level zombies can only run on the ground, zombies that have eaten two or three people will know how to find gaps and climb into the building from the outer wall.
Qi Guang once had the experience of coming face to face with zombies crawling in while he was sleeping in the middle of the night. He was on the 18th floor and had the windows closed tightly, but he didn't notice that the ventilation window above his head was broken.
Sure enough, Qi Guang caught the zombie that was trying to drill in through the gap in the corner of the wall. It might be a hole dug by some small animal in the corner of the building, just like the ventilation windows at that time. Adult zombies could not get in, but child-sized zombies could easily get in.
Qi Guang raised his hand, and flames engulfed the zombie that jumped up and tried to bite his throat.
There is no such thing as a child before the apocalypse. Considering zombies and yourself as two species is an effective survival strategy.
Later, Qi Guang caught another one who was knocking on the window. This one had obviously eaten many people before. He was nimble and agile as he clung to the outer wall. He also knew how to use a sharp stone to break the window more easily.
Their IQ might be on par with that of chimpanzees.
So it also knew that Qi Guang was an enemy that should not be provoked, so it turned around and ran away after seeing Qi Guang.
Qi Guang could only watch its shadow disappear into the darkness, and made a note to reinforce the cracked window tomorrow.
Ah, and the ceiling.
Qi Guang looked up at the ceiling. Although it was very slight, there was definitely movement there.
Not a zombie.
Qi Guang blinked his eyes. The field of vision, which was very similar to thermal imaging, showed the outline of a human body with high temperature, rather than the cold blue-purple figure of a zombie.
Is there someone in the ceiling
The building is so big that even Qi Guang cannot guarantee that no rats will sneak in, and such ceiling dwellers are not uncommon in the apocalypse. It is much easier to hide in the ceiling and steal similar supplies than to venture out to collect resources.
He actually forgot to thoroughly check the building when he moved in, and sure enough, the baby in his arms was affecting his normal thinking.
Qi Guang replaced the alcohol blowtorch in his hand with a small impact gun, walked around as if he didn't notice anything, and then shot the ceiling diagonally above him to pieces.
Amid the falling debris, a person fell down with a "pop".
His landing posture was good. It looked like it was not the first time he was knocked down. He knew to hold his head, curl up his body and land safely.
His survival instinct is also good. He knows to cover his mouth and not scream, so as not to attract zombies that are extremely sensitive to human voices.
In other words, a veteran.
Qi Guang looked down at the resident of the ceiling. He was covered in dirt, so thin and small that his face could not be seen clearly. He was shivering in tattered clothes.
There were quite a few wounds on his body, so he should not be very old. This might be the reason why he was able to find a second ceiling to live in even if he was caught hiding in one ceiling.
In the end times, all materials are priceless, and only children have the privilege of not being beaten to death on the spot for stealing.
Boy? Or girl
Qi Guang was a little uncertain. The only thing he was sure of was that the person in front of him was almost starving to death.
Even the human scent on his body was so faint that it was not appetizing at all, as if it would be blown away by the wind.
The sound of my hungry stomach growling was particularly clear in the dark night.
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