Junk Rat

Chapter 46: Return to the wax museum

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After pressing the Enter key, I kept circling around the floor-to-ceiling windows, but I didn't see a trace of fireworks when I was so close.

At noon, a layer of mist rose above the city. At first glance, the white mist was like a sea. Most of the buildings were submerged. Far and near, there were only a few super high-rise buildings, like islands in a sea of clouds, all alone.

For seven days, not to mention that there was no fireworks rising around the Oriental Pearl Tower, even further afield, no wisp of blue smoke could be seen.

The magic city, this international metropolis that is famous all over the world, is now like a huge ruin, only desolate and gloomy at first glance.

I gave up completely, took my weapon and backpack, put the blood-stained raincoat and another layer of rotten flesh on my body, and came to the lobby on the first floor.

On the floor of the hall, I picked up three weapons from one place and hung them around my neck, two more on each shoulder, and a few more belts.

When the weapon is always useful, take a risk and don't leave empty-handed.

I crawled through the sandbag fortress outside the hall door, and when I looked up, the screen was scrolling. The text I retyped before going downstairs was just in case Alice could find me one day. Whereabouts.

The square in front of me is still a joyous sea of death, with thousands of living dead roaming in it.

I lowered my head and walked through them. Even though I had a successful experience, the chill on my back still ran down. He didn't dare to look up and look around, and he didn't dare to breathe out a breath.

It took only ten minutes to cross the square, but with bloodthirsty people all around, every second was so long.

I stepped on the curb on the opposite side of the square, my tense nerves still did not dare to relax a little, sweat dripped from my forehead, hung on the tip of my nose, and dropped again.

Sweat kept flowing, my face was so itchy, I couldn't help but wipe it with my hand, raised his head slightly, and his heart jumped suddenly. An adult male zombie walked over in a diagonal stab, his gray eyes shone fiercely, Zhengding Staring at me fixedly.

A chill

Under the hood of my mind, but I dare not walk too fast under my feet, it will only attract more zombies’ attention. I avoid the cannibal gaze of the male corpse, and keep chanting in my heart: "God bless, God bless, you It's better not to come here!"

Just listen to the sound of the metal rubbing against the ground. It turned out that the male corpse somehow slipped one foot into a kettle, and every step it dragged its heel, it made a bang.

Obliquely watching the male corpse walk in step by step, it was less than two meters away, and the fear in my heart reached its extreme.

There are zombies on the front, back, and left. As long as one improperly responds and disturbs the group of corpses, they will definitely not be able to escape the corpse mountain forest.

I shuddered and thought in fear: "The final ending is just like them, becoming an ignorant and ignorant zombie."

At this moment, there were several howls of corpses behind, and a small group of more than thirty zombies rampaged and walked up from behind, just between me and the male corpse.

I was overjoyed in my heart, and I quickly got caught in the middle of the group of zombies to speed up, and escaped in a thrilling manner.

After finally walking across this road, I also grabbed two cold sweats in my hands. I was so lucky just now!

There was a crossroad in front of him, and after passing through, the density of the corpse group became much thinner.

But it was too early to say that I was out of danger. I continued to maintain my vigilance until I walked through this long street and turned to another road. I was relieved.

The distribution of the living dead in the city is not even. The road in front of me is sparse with less than a hundred zombies. I walked into a car dealership and took off the blood-stained, disgusting raincoat.

Starting a car to return to the Wax Museum is the best choice. The journey is too far, just rely on two legs, I am afraid that it will be dark.

This is a Mercedes-Benz car store, but even with such a famous quality car, no one can start after two months.

When I was at a loss, I saw a mobile phone-sized car portable emergency power supply in a glass cabinet with gifts.

I was overjoyed and quickly opened the glass cabinet and took it out, as said

Ming Shu clamped the positive and negative electric clips on the corresponding electrodes of the car's battery, twisted the key, the engine banged softly, and the car started!

With a cheer, get out of the car and put away the portable power supply. This is a good thing, so you have to put it away.

I started an off-road Mercedes-Benz. At the moment, it smashed through two glass doors and rammed into the road. A new car drove out of the two streets. The front of the car was bumpy.

But who cares now? The Silk Country seemed to have entered the automobile society overnight. The most indispensable thing in the city may be the living dead, which is the vehicles that can be seen everywhere.

Driving a Mercedes Benz off-road vehicle, before noon, I returned to the street where the wax museum was located. As soon as the car appeared, zombies surrounded the street.

Fortunately, there are not too many zombies. The crowds of zombies that filled this street seven days ago didn't know where you went.

The two glass doors of the wax museum were open. I drove the car in and parked in front of the studio where I was drinking and chatting with Wang Teng a week ago.

Jumping out of the car and flashing in, the group of corpses following the trailing around the off-road vehicle for a while, each separated.

In the corner of the studio, the mess left by eating hot pot that day was still intact. I put down my weapon backpack and lit candles, just waiting for Wang Teng to return.

I planned that the two would go to the Shuangcheng district first, and if there were still alive people there, they would give them the envelope that the young man had handed over me.

While thinking about it, I moved the tools and ooze on the console to the ground, then lay on it, smoking a cigarette and waiting quietly. Once my nerves relaxed, I only felt exhausted. I lay down and fell asleep.

When I woke up, the candles had already burned out, and there was a cloud of darkness in front of me, as if everything around me was gone, leaving me with my eyes wide open in the dark night.

There were two long corpse howls in the hall outside the door. I don't know when it started. This is like a ghost cry from hell. I also defaulted to the standard for silent late night. I didn't hear it occasionally, and I felt abnormal.

I raised my hand and looked at the luminous watch emitting a faint blue light. It was three o'clock in the middle of the night. Why didn't Wang Teng show up yet

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