On the desolate street, a zombie is wandering unconsciously.
He grinned slightly, a trace of saliva hung on his lips, and a pair of red eyes showed a terrifying cold light.
Not far in front of him was an abandoned small supermarket. The glass door was splattered with brown blood, and through the open glass door, you could vaguely see the crooked shelves inside, as well as some food scattered around.
Behind the supermarket door, there is also a middle-aged male zombie moving slowly. Looking at the clothes, it should be the staff of the supermarket.
The zombie slowly approached the supermarket. After passing by the middle-aged male zombie, he suddenly took out a bone cutter from his arms, turned around and severed the other's neck.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the headless corpse fell to the ground immediately.
And this strange zombie immediately grabbed a shopping bag from behind the counter and began to quickly collect food in the supermarket...
"Huh... I'm exhausted..."
In a dimly lit residential room, Ling Mo, sweating profusely, was looking at a bag full of food and various daily necessities with satisfaction.
In front of him, sat the zombie that appeared in the small supermarket. But the zombie looked at Ling Mo's eyes, but it was not malicious at all, even a little empty.
"It's a lot better than a few days ago, and now I can finally control it more flexibly."
Ling Mo turned his gaze to the zombie, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Half a month ago, the emergence of a new virus turned the world into a tragic slaughterhouse in an instant.
Countless humans have turned into zombies... To be precise, it should be the crazy monsters who lose their self-consciousness and only kill after being infected by the virus...
The survivors who survived had to hide in the corners of the city like mice to survive.
But Ling Mo, who was originally just an ordinary person, found out after the end of the world that he could control zombies.
He can feel that there is a faint connection between himself and the zombies. The zombies in his head are like a mindless puppet, and he can inject his own thoughts into it to control the zombies' actions.
But the first attempt was very difficult, and the zombies often suddenly escaped his control in the middle, and even brought him several dangers to his life.
As the number of attempts increased, Ling Mo finally mastered some tricks, which not only allowed him to maintain control of the zombies, but also controlled the zombies to move around and help him collect food and other necessities.
However, the distance between them can't be too far, which makes Ling Mo a little depressed.
He feels that he is a zombie manipulator now, the line in his hand is not long enough, and the manipulation techniques are not proficient.
But being able to use zombies to survive more safely has made Ling Mo very satisfied with this ability. The zombie he will control by himself is called a corpse puppet.
In the process of manipulating the corpse puppet, Ling Mo also vaguely felt that while he was manipulating the other party, a violent feeling was also affecting him.
Whether this effect is good or bad, he still can't tell...
These days, Ling Mo also has some understanding of the habits of zombies. Unlike zombies in the general sense, these zombies are not living dead, but living people infected by viruses.
However, although the body is still alive, the spirit is completely a monster. They attacked the uninfected survivors, biting the flesh and blood of these people, and their strength was amazing, much stronger than ordinary people.
That virus completely destroyed their sanity, dominated their minds, and turned them into executioners driven by killing instincts.
In Ling Mo's opinion, this kind of zombie is more terrifying than the zombies he has seen in games and movies, because they retain their five senses. Whether it's the sound or the smell, it will attract their attention.
"The sun is going down soon, I'll go back today."
This residential house is not safe, it's just a temporary place for Ling Mo to stay when he controls the corpse.
After stuffing all the supplies collected today into his backpack, Ling Mo shook his head, which was a bit of a headache, and controlled the corpse to stand up.
Seeing this corpse puppet standing face to face in front of him up close, Ling Mo still felt a little weird in his heart.
Although not like the rotten stench in the movie, there is still a strong bloody smell on the zombies. The virus infection made his face pale and bloodless, his eyes glowed red, and through his slightly opened mouth, he could still see the red shreds of meat on his teeth.
Don't think about it, this must be the residue left from eating people before...
The appearance of this zombie is not bad, it is a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old, but now it looks like a ghost.
"let's go… "
Ling Mo suppressed the nausea and controlled the corpse to go downstairs.
Although there is a corpse puppet opening the way, it does not mean that he is safe. Ling Mo held a sharp boning knife in his hand and carefully followed behind the corpse.
From here to his temporary residence, it is necessary to cross a street. When he came over in the morning, Ling Mo found some firecrackers and made some noise in the opposite direction, attracting most of the zombies on the street. Even so, there are still some zombies roaming the streets.
After walking to the intersection without any risk, Ling Mo found that trouble was coming.
Two zombies were blocked at the intersection, and they came from nowhere. They were splashed with fresh blood, and one of them was holding half an arm in one hand, and was gnawing with his head down.
In this provincial city with a population of 10 million, survivors die every day in search of food, and it is not uncommon for people to die.
But seeing the wreckage of the arm, Ling Mo still felt a little sad. It is precisely because of his ability that he has the capital to live a better life, and he must not be reduced to the meal of these monsters just because he is careless.
Ling Mo carefully controlled the corpse to approach them, and raised the bone cutter when approaching one of them.
When the other zombie was attracted by the sound, Ling Mo rushed behind him with a knife, stabbing him in the back of the head.
The two zombies died almost at the same time. After pulling out the knife forcefully, Ling Mo kicked the corpse in front of him.
When he had the opportunity to do something, Ling Mo would not miss it. Although manipulating corpse puppets was very useful, he also had to have the ability to protect himself.
Moreover, Ling Mo faintly felt that when he beheaded the zombies, the violent feeling in his body was haunting him. The moment he pulled out the knife, he even vaguely felt a sense of pleasure.
"The virus is never contagious through spiritual contact... If it is contagious, then I have already mutated... It is not the influence of the virus, what is it... "
Ling Mo is very concerned about this subtle change, but he has no clue yet.
However, being able to kill zombies cleanly, and the technique is becoming more and more proficient, this is also a good thing for Ling Mo.
Before the end of the world, he was just an ordinary person. The first time he killed a zombie was not only a thrilling process, but he also felt a little scared afterward, and even his mind was a little dazed.
But in order to survive, the combat effectiveness must be improved.
And in Ling Mo's heart, there is always one person on his mind. Improving the proficiency of mastering zombies so quickly and collecting as many supplies as possible are all to pass through this area and find her...