Jingyuan pursed his chapped lips.

I really want to pounce on it and tear it into pieces and suck the sweet blood gushing out from the neck.

It was hard to accept, he suddenly felt so strange.

He wanted to calm down and observe and analyze the situation first.

Enduring the strong feeling of hunger, he lifted the heavy barrel and pressed it down with his buttocks on the dirty sofa cushion.

Dust ejected and flew all over the sky, but the sofa was still very flexible.

There was a large military green travel bag lying next to the sofa. It was stained with some blood. It could be seen that the material was very good and it was very new.

There were many objects on the coffee table in front of me, the most eye-catching of which was the pistol and the rifle, both equipped with silencers. There was also an opened bag of dog food. I wonder if it had expired.

In addition, there were some unnamed medicine bottles on the table. The labels on the medicine bottles were printed in foreign characters, not English, but he was able to understand them and recognized that the medicine bottles contained antibiotics.

A small book with a black ballpoint pen stuck in it lay flat on the left side of the medicine bottle. Open the cover of the book and see something written on the paper, but the light was too dark and the words were too small. Jingyuan only felt that it was densely packed with words.

Black spots.

The weirdest thing is the sealed glass jar, which is about the same size as an oral liquid jar, but a warning skull sign is affixed to the wall of the jar. Through the glass, you can see a dark leaf inside, with a leaf growing out of its veins.

Gray filaments, like mold, adhere to the glass wall and support the blade in the center. You can tell at a glance that this thing is dangerous and it is best not to move it.

After taking a quick glance, he had a vague understanding of his current situation.

This was the first time he walked out of the bathroom and saw the outside world. Although it was night in the city, there was no light visible through the balcony.

When he sat down and lowered his head, he saw white gauze exposed at his ankle. He pulled up his trouser leg, and his right ankle was tied with several circles of bandages. Blood seeped out of the white bandage. Because he felt no pain, he had not noticed it before.

After peeling off the bandage, he saw a deep bite. The flesh and blood were turned over, and a piece of skin and flesh was missing, exposing the white bones. The blood vessels and veins around the wound turned black and spread along the skin.

Hiss. A piece of flesh was bitten off, it hurt so damn bad just looking at it.

Jingyuan put himself into this environment.

Judging from the injuries on the feet, it is speculated that the original owner of this body was bitten on the feet and infected with the virus.

The dog was always guarding him. It was probably his pet.

So why did he lock himself in the bathroom?

If it were me, and I knew that I was infected with the virus and would become an unconscious zombie, what would I do?

Suicide by swallowing a gun?

Forget it, he is going to die soon, it is better to cherish his last life. Besides, he feels that he does not have the courage to put the gun to his head and pull the trigger quickly.

What if there is still hope? What if he is the human being who is born with virus antibodies? Wouldn't it be frustrating to die like that?

A doomsday survivor must have a strong desire to survive.

Maybe I thought I could bear it. Even if I couldn't bear it and turned into an unconscious zombie, I didn't want to eat my pet alive, so I locked myself in the bathroom and hoped that I could survive it.

That pet dog was so loyal that he kept guarding the bathroom door.

Jingyuan couldn't help but think of Xiaohei, a rural native dog raised by Jingyuan's family.

Because his back is covered with black hair, he is called Xiao Hei. In fact, Xiao Hei is not a small dog. He is a big wolf dog, very fierce. It will bark when outsiders come in and must be tied up with an iron chain.

Jingyuan was only 8 or 9 years old at that time and lived in a rural compound. When someone passed by the door, Xiao Hei would bark wildly. When Jing Yuan got annoyed by the yelling, he ran to the kennel and threw rocks at Xiao Hei.

After that, Xiao Hei became quiet, made a whining sound, and hid behind the wall beam that tied it.

Jingyuan has been annoyed by dogs since he was a child, and he still smells bad, which is all thanks to Xiaohei.

Later, their compound was demolished, and Xiao Hei was sent away by his parents.

It was an electric three-wheeler that picked it up. The house was empty that day, the furniture had been taken away by the moving company, and Xiao Hei was locked in an iron cage, which was extremely quiet.

Jingyuan only felt happy at that time, thinking that when watching TV in the future, he would not hear its annoying calls and let it bother others.

Only when he grew older did he realize that Xiao Hei had been sent to the slaughterhouse.

Thinking about it, I actually don't hate Xiao Hei that much. After all, dogs are very loyal creatures, and the native dog who has been tied to a chain all his life is also very loyal.

You feed it bones and build it a small nest to protect it from the wind and rain, and it recognizes you as the boss. You have smashed rocks at it so many times, closed the door and let it run wild in the yard, but it has never bitten you once.

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But after all, loyalty cannot be eaten as food, and no matter how loyal a dog is, it cannot fill your belly out of thin air.

Material conditions are the foundation, there is no way out if you are a dog licker.

Jingyuan sighed, he was still very hungry, so hungry that he couldn't bear it.

The dog huddled under the TV cabinet and kept shivering, seemingly scared.

Jingyuan is not a very noble person. If he were really that noble, he would have joined the Animal Protection Association long ago.

People can take emergency shelter in critical situations. If you are going to starve to death, can you eat a panda when you see it?

Of course you can eat it, you can eat it grilled or grilled.

He felt like he was about to starve to death. The more he calmed down, the more obvious his hunger became.

Besides, this is not his dog and has nothing to do with him.

He stood up, looked at the gun on the table, hesitated for a moment, and after thinking that he didn't know how to use a gun, he walked towards the TV cabinet with the barrel.

The dog trembled even more violently. Jingyuan saw its full appearance clearly. It was not majestic, but gray. The original color of its coat could not be seen in the dim light. The long hair that had not been taken care of for a long time almost covered his eyes.

It seems to be just a stray dog.

Jingyuan was jealous from hunger, but seeing the trembling appearance of the dog, he thought that he should at least let it eat before going on the road. The condemned man could still have a full meal before being shot.

There was a pack of dog food on the table and an empty bowl on the floor. He filled the bowl with dog food, squatted down, and pushed it over.

The dirty dog ​​looked at the full bowl, then looked at Jingyuan's face, waited for a moment, and crawled out of the TV cabinet, limping.

Only then did Jingyuan realize that it was missing one leg. The right hind leg was missing and only three legs could move around. The wound was healed and it was not a leg that had been broken recently.

The lame dog put his face into the bowl and slurped at it.

Jingyuan saw it eating with gusto, and felt even more hungry.

Xiu Gou, you eat quickly. When you finish, it’s my turn to eat.

Jingyuan's eyes seemed to be shining. He raised the barrel and aimed it at the dog's skull, ready to smash it down at any time.

The lame dog seemed to be starving. He only cared about eating and lost his guard against him.

But halfway through eating, it turned around, wagged its tail at Jingyuan, limped over and rubbed his feet.

The moving food was so close, it almost drove Jingyuan crazy.

He was about to lose his mind and was about to pounce on him.

The lame dog seemed to be frightened by him, and suddenly ran towards the kitchen. Although it was missing a leg, its speed was not slow at all.

"Don't run!"

Jingyuan chased after him, and the barrel was swung like a tiger.

The lame dog got into the cupboard, which was half a man's height. Jingyuan put down the barrel, glanced at the cutting board, and grabbed a rusty kitchen knife from the top, his eyes red and green.

But before he could open the cupboard door, the lame dog came out again and bit into a package of unopened starch sausage.

Then it got in again, pulled out the vacuum-packed bacon and sausages, and held them in front of Jingyuan like a treasure, completely ignoring the kitchen knife in his hand.

Its eyes narrowed as if it were smiling, and it stuck out its tongue to breathe. Jingyuan was stunned for a while, and finally put down the rusty kitchen knife he raised high.
Chapter completed!