In the early morning, soft light penetrated through the gap in the cabinet door, shining in Zhang Heng's eyes.
Zhang Heng slowly opened his eyes. He looked through the cabinet door and confirmed that the scene outside the door was still the same as yesterday. There was no danger. Then he opened the cabinet door and climbed out.
After gently stretching his body that had been curled up all night, Zhang Heng looked at his feet. The dead zombie was still lying in a pool of sticky blood.
Zhang Heng hesitated for a moment and then rummaged through the other person's body. Unfortunately, except for a rotten wallet and a harmless rubber stick, he didn't find any valuable items.
Walking to the window again and opening a small opening, Zhang Heng saw several more zombies in the hall. After a night of searching, the zombies found nothing and chose to sleep again to maintain energy, just like a computer on standby.
These zombies were lying on the ground, like corpses that had been dead for many years. If Zhang Heng hadn't seen them moving around yesterday, he would have never imagined that these mummy-like corpses were actually a group of living dead who chose people to eat.
"Damn it."
Zhang Heng cursed secretly. He didn't know what other organs these zombies relied on to capture humans besides sound and smell. But it was obvious that if he wanted to pass through the hall, he would definitely have to pass by these sleeping zombies. If one of them was disturbed, then there would probably be an army of zombies chasing him throughout the building waiting for him.
Zhang Heng suddenly became troubled. To be honest, he is just an ordinary person living in the 21st century. In terms of strength, he is an ordinary person, and in terms of power and money, he is an ordinary person. Apart from having more knowledge than ordinary people, he has nothing. Advantage.
But now, that damn dimensional star is forcing him to fight zombies that can destroy mankind
"If you continue to hide, you will still die. It's better to fight!" Anyway, it means death. Zhang Heng gritted his teeth and simply wiped the zombie's body with the mushy plasma on his body. There was indeed a T virus in the zombie's body. , but the T virus is only transmitted through the exchange of blood and body fluids, which means that as long as the blood is not applied to one's own wounds, there is no risk of infection.
Zhang Heng took off his clothes and smeared the pool of solidified blood on his body. After a while, he turned into a bloody man with a foul smell all over his body.
According to Zhang Heng's analysis, zombies only rely on three senses to distinguish humans: vision, smell, and hearing. It is impossible to produce a sixth sense or other perceptions. Otherwise, humans would have become extinct long ago, and it would not be delayed. Twelve years later. Among these three senses, vision is very difficult to grasp. Zombies do not eat their own kind, so how do they distinguish between their own kind by sight
Therefore, according to Zhang Heng's idea, when a human becomes a zombie, it will emit a pheromone unique to zombies. It is through this pheromone that zombies can distinguish the difference between similar species and food.
That's why Zhang Heng smeared zombie blood on himself. He wanted to use the smell of zombie blood to cover his own smell.
Of course, Zhang Heng had never thought of completely deceiving zombies with this method. He only needed to deceive the zombies' sense of smell.
If the biochemical crisis had just broken out, Zhang Heng would not have considered this method at all, but it is different now, because humans are almost extinct, and these zombies have no food to eat at all, so they can only keep sleeping to reduce consumption. As for the sleeping zombies, the only thing that can distinguish humans is the sound and the unlikely smell.
Zhang Heng could only try not to make a sound, but the smell on his body was enough to betray his existence. Because the security room was relatively closed before, he was lucky enough to hide his breath, so he was not discovered by the zombies. After all, zombies are also transformed from humans. Even if their sense of smell is higher than that of humans, it is not much higher. It is impossible for them to follow the scent of humans to find survivors like dogs.
Only by turning his own smell into the smell of zombies, then the only thing the sleeping zombies can rely on is hearing. As long as you are careful, why is there no chance of success
Thinking of this, Zhang Heng secretly encouraged himself. It has to be said that people are forced out. In the horror of life and death, an ordinary person who has never even killed a chicken can be forced to challenge zombies and complete a basically impossible task. Human beings truly have unlimited potential.
When everything was ready, Zhang Heng gently opened the door of the security room. Suddenly, the iron door that had been in disrepair made a slight creaking sound.
The only barrier blocking the zombies disappeared. Zhang Heng's heart was beating fast. Every time he took a step, he would wait quietly for a moment to make sure that the zombies would not be awakened before continuing. After moving for about four or five minutes, he finally reached the third In front of a zombie.
Looking at the dormant zombie lying on the ground, Zhang Heng took a deep breath again, held the saber in his hand tightly, and then stabbed it down!
puff!
A slight sound came, and Zhang Heng stabbed the zombie's eye socket with a dagger, destroying the zombie's brain!
That's right, this is Zhang Heng's entire plan. He will rely on his subtle actions to clear out all visible zombies on the road!
For ordinary people, if it is analyzed that applying zombie blood can avoid dormant zombies, then this person's first reaction must be to quietly go upstairs instead of killing them one by one.
But Zhang Heng is not an ordinary person after all. The appearance of the dimensional star forced him to face life and death, and he even began to gradually adapt to this role. From this, it can be seen that his psychological quality is very good, at least ordinary people will never have it. His guts now.
In his plan, he would never use the method of sneaking upstairs. In his opinion, this method was tantamount to seeking death. If a zombie is awakened while going upstairs, the consequence will be that all the zombies will be awakened, and then they will be attacked from both sides, and there will be no hope of survival.
Therefore, he would rather use a more troublesome method to clean up all the way up. This method may be tiring and troublesome, but it has a higher survival rate and is more reliable.
Through this method, Zhang Heng finally saw a glimmer of hope of completing the mission...
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