Chapter 187 The Story of a Real Man (5)

It's time to go out to look for food again. Six years have passed, and those living corpses that could originally run and jump have become as slow as old people.

Their skin changed from pale to rotten black. There was no intact skin on their bodies, and an unpleasant rotten smell wafted out when they were near.

This makes Ji Shou's survival easier. As long as he observes the environment from a high place in advance and does not fall into a situation of being besieged, he will not encounter any danger.

There was that special infectious agent that he had observed with a telescope in an extremely distant place.

In the past six years, he has only had two encounters with this dangerous monster, and each time was full of dangers, but with the gun in his hand, he still managed to survive.

He concluded from experience that the places where special monsters exist are usually in densely populated areas in cities. Originally, he would not go to those places, so he would not encounter these terrible monsters.

Six years of hunting experience gave him enough confidence to handle ordinary living corpses.

That day, he went out as usual and took Xiaobai to a warehouse that he had detected in advance.

It was a sunny morning. He was walking on a desolate path carrying a newly picked up and clean travel bag, a gun on his back, and a dog on his shoulder.

It's not a road in the city, it's still a shabby cement road. Although it's close to the city, he still lives on the edge and is sparsely populated.

He shot and cleaned up several living corpses along the way. This was a common occurrence for him. Those rotting corpses with teeth and claws showing were just intimidating to look at. Nowadays, with living corpses of this level, as long as a normal adult can

If you muster up the courage and pick up a wooden stick, you can easily solve one or two.

For a strong man like him who keeps exercising and has a gun, unless he is surrounded by more than fifty living corpses at the same time, he can basically escape easily.

He will not let himself fall into that situation. Maintaining basic survival needs is no longer a difficult thing, as it should be.

He successfully cleared out some cans and water in the warehouse, packed these items and other useful sundries into his bag, and planned to return to his place of residence.

But something was chasing me. I don't know where it came from, and it suddenly appeared outside the warehouse.

It was not a living corpse that was as fragile as an old person. There was no sign of decay on that thing. It was a petite, black cat. It was standing on a red brick wall covered with ivy, standing in the shade.

The covered area looked at him from a distance with those completely dark eyes.

The sight made people feel extremely strange, as if they were scrutinizing and observing.

He shot the strange cat to death, smashing its head with a bullet. It fell from the wall, and with a snap, the body fell into the dry ditch.

He carefully came to the body and poked the cat's body with a branch. Even if it broke its skin, it had no reaction.

It seemed to be easy to kill it, but he still felt uneasy and felt that the cat's arrival was too strange, so he lit a fire and burned the cat's body into charcoal to ensure that this thing would never die again.

, then turned and left.

However, just like his retribution for killing the black cat, when he went back, he encountered a group of living corpses blocking the way he came.

Those crowded living corpses, who had done something wrong, suddenly gathered together and blocked the way he was going.

He remembered a folk saying about black cats. It is said that people who meet black cats will be unlucky and will have great disasters in the near future. It is not that black cats will bring bad luck. The old people say that black cats actually come to bring you good luck.

Early warning, they will predict in advance who will be in big trouble, and then come near that person and issue a warning.

If you encounter a black cat, you must stay at home honestly in the near future, do not travel far, and stay away from dangerous places, such as deep lakes or fast rivers. If you walk through these places, accidents may occur.

Wait for a while before you can go out again.

This is a kind of feudal superstition. He doesn't believe it at all. He has experienced the biggest disaster in his life. He lost his peaceful life, buried his mother with his own hands, and could no longer see the person he loved. He was alone.

Living in this world is the greatest suffering in itself.

Is there any greater disaster than this? Even death will not be more painful than this.

He is not afraid of death, he just feels that when he dies, everything he once owned will disappear with him.

He tried to bypass the wall of corpses and take other paths, but every path was impassable and he was surrounded everywhere.

No. Some roads were vacated. He took a detour from morning to afternoon, and found that he was getting farther and farther away from his original place of residence. He was slowly approaching the city center, and slowly approaching dangerous places.

place.

He realized something was wrong, so he stopped, wanted to take a rest, and found a place to stay temporarily.

It was an abandoned factory. He pulled down the rusty rolling shutter door, sat on the dusty mat, and lit up a fire.

He drank some water to replenish his strength, and then oiled the gun by the light of the fire.

But in the darkness, there were rustling footsteps, Xiaobai huddled behind him, and the strong rotten smell came from the air.

I don't know how many living corpses were scratching at the rolling shutter door. The iron door became twisted and there were large and small indents inward.

The group of corpses outside the door was an extremely terrifying number. He had been targeted by something. These living corpses with no intelligence were organized together by something to eat him alive.

This is what he felt at this moment. He thought of the monster that had been soaked in the acid pool for many years and was about to melt but was still not dead. Could it be that she had become a vengeful ghost? She recognized what he had said to her.

Shooting, so you want to take revenge?

He didn't know anything about what happened suddenly.

He was like a lamb being chased by wolves. He had no choice but to run.

He stuffed Xiaobai into his bag and turned it out through the window on the other side.

When climbing over the wall, he saw the surging heads of people in the moonlight. After taking one look, he quickly ran towards the empty road.

He had no time to breathe all night. It was as if someone had installed a locator on him. No matter where he went, living corpses would come towards him.

He didn't even have time to stop and think, and ran from dusk to dawn.

Until the sun rose, when he looked up, he suddenly realized that there were no barren fields and abandoned ditches here. There were high-rise buildings everywhere. He entered the city, but the surroundings were silent and there was no shadow of living corpses.

The living corpses that had been chasing him all night suddenly disappeared, and another cat appeared in front of him, looking at him coldly, which made him feel terrified and break out in a cold sweat.
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