PS: I was positive today, with an incubation period of three days, 38.9°, backache, headache, I couldn’t stand still, I felt very uncomfortable, so I went to bed.
early morning!
The air after the apocalypse is much fresher than imagined.
This change is very obvious.
It should be closely related to the shutdown of various factories and the lack of automobile exhaust emissions.
During this period, the blue sky and white clouds are as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.
at this time.
Several figures were running wildly in the desolate desert. Each one was very strong and very fast, pulling out streaks of flying yellow sand. If you didn't look carefully, you would think they were vehicles.
Soon, they stopped and stood on the desert mounds looking at the small city in front of them.
It was a very small city with a pitifully small number of residents, only about 100,000 people in peacetime. Who would want to live in such a harsh environment?
It is indeed beyond expectation that such a small city can give birth to creators.
"There is a very scary creature sleeping here."
Cui Xiaofei looked solemn and fixed his gaze on the dust-covered city. It seemed like an ordinary city, but it contained great terror.
If you can choose.
He certainly doesn't want to meet the Creator right now.
This is true even if this is a weak creator.
"I've been to this place before, Mader. It's a scam. The agent tricked me into coming here, saying that I could earn over ten thousand a month by working here, and I could make one payment a day, or three hundred and fifty a day. I was really unlucky. It turned out that
If you get three hundred and fifty and still get a hundred and fifty from the agency, and you get two hundred, do you think these people deserve to die?"
"Haha, what a hard-working wage earner. I have never experienced such a life. I used to be a rich second generation."
"Whether it's the rich second generation or the hard-working wage earner, it's the end of the world and there's nothing. Only the ability to ride a horse is real."
"Made, if I could go back to the past, I would still want to live my old life. I hugged me from left to right, drunkenly and dreamily, and was as happy as a god. Today's life is really miserable."
Conversing casually.
Wait for fire coverage.
There is no tension at all about meeting the creator.
The sound of aircraft flying came.
They looked up and saw a plane approaching quickly not far away.
"What kind of plane is this?"
"I don't know. I'm not a military enthusiast. The organization must have gotten it from the air force base."
"Why don't we just get this one? It would be great to get a few more to clean up the scene thoroughly."
"Do you think anyone can fly a fighter jet? If the organization can find one, it's already good."
Indeed, training a pilot capable of flying fighter jets requires a huge price.
Let alone an environment like this in the last days.
There are not many humans left who have been wiped out. How many of them can fly fighter jets?
Boom!
Boom!
As the firepower covered it, the small town ahead erupted instantly, and flames shot into the sky, covering the buildings in an instant.
The power of thermal weapons is quite fierce.
Most zombies cannot withstand such firepower.
Besides a few higher-level zombies, who else could be there?
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
At this moment, ferocious and violent roars came from the city covered by artillery fire.
The voice is very loud.
It reached everyone's ears like thunder.
If there were birds in this city, they would definitely spread their wings and fly amid the roar, creating a very shocking scene.
Boom!
Boom!
Looking from a distance, the dilapidated buildings in the city were blown down and turned into ruins.
The terrifying firepower has awakened the creator. There is a thick fleshy tentacle waving in the distance, and every swing can make a dull roar in the air.
"Haha, that guy is restless. When are you going to reach out?"
There are mutants who can't wait to fight the creator, just to prove their own strength and let the creator have a good taste of his horror.
"Don't worry, let the fighter fire cover it again. The creator has been attracted. It must not be wasted." The man in organization glasses said with a smile.
The fighter jets that had gone away knew that the creator had appeared, turned around, and prepared to continue the attack.
"Haha, let the human missiles play with you. The feeling of being surrounded by fire must be very comfortable."
The man with organizational glasses will not fight against the creator.
He is what is commonly known as the onlookers.
And at this moment.
Sudden changes occur.
The creator, who was enraged by the firepower, let out a horrifying roar, his thick and long tentacles swinging in the air, and the spikes attached to the surface came out of his body.
"No, something is going to happen."
Cui Xiaofei knew he was going to die as soon as he saw this situation. The speed of the spikes was really too fast, and the penetration was absolutely terrifying. Even if the fuselage of the fighter jet was made of special materials, it would never be able to stop it.
really.
Black smoke was emitting from the fuselage, and flames were already appearing.
The panicked pilot hurriedly jumped out of the sky and jumped into the air with a bang, while the fighter jet pulled out a thick black smoke in the air and crashed towards the ground in the distance.
The skydiving pilot suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he was really safe.
"careful."
Suddenly, a shout came from my ears.
The driver looked back, his eyes widened, unable to suppress the look of horror, which completely burst out.
"Fuck..."
Classic Chinese quintessence.
The fleshy mouthparts that soared into the sky and directly swallowed the driver in one bite. He was quick and accurate. If he was swallowed by the creator, he would not be able to survive. He would eventually become a part of the creator's body.
The awakened creator had extremely strong senses and instantly locked onto the humans in the distance. His huge body moved quickly, and his body sunk deep into the ground, like an excavator, kept lifting up the soil in front of him.
"The battle has begun, it's time for you to show off." The man with glasses organized the group to retreat, urging the eleven perfect mutants to start hunting down the creator.
He just needs to monitor the scene.
Cui Xiaofei said in a loud voice: "Be careful, this creator can release the spikes on the flesh. The speed and destructive power are very strong. If you barely touch it, you will be penetrated. Even if we are mutants, we may not be able to
I can hold on."
The battle is about to begin.
He must remind these guys that if they are careless and get first blood from the creator, it will have a huge impact on them.
boom!
boom!
For a moment.
They have arrived in the city, and with the help of the city's environment, they can have buildings to hide from, which is a great advantage against the creators.
…
in the city.
Lin Fan came out early to clean up the zombies. The city had not yet been cleaned up. At the same time, he also wanted to find Yang Mei's lost companions.
They have been separated for a long time.
But he always looked for it with hope.
"It would be great if I could see them."
Lin Fan's own perception is also very strong. Within a certain range, he can hear the beating of the heart, so he relies on this ability to search.
while walking.
Not many zombies were encountered.
This made Lin Fan feel a little more relaxed.
But occasionally, shambling zombies would appear in front of him. To deal with these ferocious ordinary zombies, he would casually chop them down with Frostmourne.
Easy and simple, no difficulty.
soon.
He stopped and looked at the neighborhood nearby.
The sign at the door was covered with dust, but the fonts on it were vaguely visible.
Xinyang Community.
Looking at the building in the distance, I could vaguely see a figure at the window, but the glass had not been cleaned for a long time and was very dirty. It was just a blurry shadow.
When encountering this kind of situation, I never doubt whether someone is there.
Even if there is no one in the end.
He will also go over and take a look.
When I walked to the guard room, I took a casual look and saw a rotten corpse on the stool. There were no maggots. It must have been dead for a long time. It should have been when the apocalypse first broke out. I knew that there was no way to get it from the mouths of the zombies.
Escape and finally choose to commit suicide to avoid zombie attacks.
"Hey, it's a pity. If I had chosen to run away bravely, I might have had a chance to escape."
This is a 50-50 probability.
Without registering, I walked towards the community.
There are many broken limbs on the road in the community. As time goes by, the flesh and blood on the surface of the limbs has corroded away.
Look around.
Pictures appeared in my mind, all of them were survivors who fled in panic when the apocalypse came.
Room 505, Unit 3, Building 3.
The security door downstairs was locked without a key. When I pulled it down, I saw that the stairs were full of bones. The walls were stained with dark blood. If I touched it lightly, blood clots would fall off.
The city has no electricity.
The elevator is out of service.
Climb the stairs and reach your destination quickly.
Boom!
Knocking on the door.
"Hello, I am Lin Fan from Huangshi Sunshine Shelter. I am here to save you. Is anyone here?"
Lin Fan knew that there was no one.
But there are benefits to giving audible reminders.
This is a habit of his.
Facing the security door, he punched out, and with a bang, a hole was opened in the security door. He reached inside and opened the security door.
Go inside.
Suddenly, a strange smell hit my face.
This made him extremely confused.
I think this is completely impossible. The survivors died early and their bodies have long since rotted into bones. How could there still be a smell of decay?
Go inside.
When he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly changed, and he couldn't believe that this was the case.
The floor was filled with discarded mineral water bottles, bread boxes, instant noodles, and some scattered snacks.
"With food, he should have lived for a long time."
Lin Fan muttered to himself. There were three corpses in the living room. Judging from the time of decomposition, he estimated that it should be more than half a month.
He saw a door that was closed tightly. When he opened it, he saw the same smell coming over him. If he hadn't been able to tolerate it better, he might have started vomiting long ago.
There is also a corpse in the room.
He exited the room and came to the balcony. What he saw was exactly what he saw. There was indeed a headless body lying on the ground with its head separated. There was a rope hanging on the balcony.
Apparently he committed suicide by hanging himself for a long time, causing the rope to rot and his head to be severed.
There are still SOS letters in red pen on the windows, but they are covered with dust and gradually become blurry.
Lin Fan's face was serious, this was a very bad thing.
After the outbreak of the apocalypse.
He didn't come here. If he could come here, he could save this group of survivors who are struggling to survive.
"Why"
Sighing.
Regretfully, I turned around and prepared to leave.
But his eyes saw an open notebook on the table.
Turn to the first page.
What is branded in my eyes is a line of font that is not too beautiful.
"Oh my god, it's so scary."
Flicking through it casually, there were fonts on the thick pages of the notebook. It was obvious that this group of survivors had persisted for a long time, but the situation outside was beyond their imagination.
Making it impossible for them to leave.
After all, if there are zombies in a city, even if they drive on a rampage, they will be blocked by the zombies and unable to escape.
Turn to the next page.
【12th:
What should I do? I can’t leave. There are zombies downstairs. There are seven of us, six adults and a seven-year-old boy. Can we really survive? When will the country send out the army to eliminate these terrible groups?
Zombies.
Fortunately, the power grid and water supply are not cut off. I know that water supply is very important, so I can only find all the bottles to store more water supply.】
Very smart choice.
Knowing how to reserve water sources, when the apocalypse comes, the water plant will not lose its working ability immediately, but will maintain it for different times according to different conditions of the water plant.
Looking at their empty food boxes, you can tell that there was a lot of food stored here at the beginning, otherwise it would not have been able to last for so long.
This place looks like a shared house.
There are two people living in one room, etc., or it is a family of three with children.
Keep reading.
【Number 13:
It was a complete mess outside. There were a lot of zombies. As far as you could see, there were zombies piled up in mountains. With such a number of zombies, it was impossible to escape, so we could only stay in this seemingly safe place.
We have sorted out all the food, which is very gratifying, and there are a lot of snacks. Thank you Xu Jiaming, who loves snacks but is too lazy to go out to buy them, so he stored so many in his hiding place.】
Seeing such content, Lin Fan felt lucky for them, but when he thought about the final result, this happy expression disappeared instantly.
After all, I still couldn't hold on.
Continue reading.
The following content is what happened every day. On the third day, the power was cut off, and on the fifth day, the running water was also cut off.
The real end of the world begins.
This is the greatest challenge for anyone alive.
Lin Fan continued to read through and found that they were worthy of admiration. Even in the apocalypse, they still did not give up on survival. Even with so many people sharing food, no one wanted to kill anyone to monopolize the food.
At this most dangerous time.
The test of human nature has really come.
There are many pages in the diary. As I kept reading through it, one day, one of the survivors relapsed and all the medicine was consumed.
Eventually he died in agony while staying in his room.
The seven survivors died of illness some time after the end of the world.
Lin Fan knew that this situation was terrifying.
Especially for survivors of illness.
When there is no medicine, you really can only wait to die in the last days.
"It would be great if I really came here. I would definitely be able to save them." Lin Fan muttered.
Unfortunately, if he had searched everywhere at will, the current survivors might not have been discovered, and they would have died tragically in the apocalypse.
Nothing is perfect.
Sometimes you just have to look at your fate.
at this time.
The environment is very peaceful.
There was only the rustling sound of Lin Fan turning pages.
He read it very carefully, his expression gradually changing with the contents of the diary.
The further the content goes, the more miserable it becomes.
With the shortage of food, some adults decided to risk climbing through the window to the next door house. However, the first one fell into the zombie group due to unstable stepping and was severely bitten to death.
Later, another companion stood up and ventured to find food. This time he crawled in, but soon there were screams, indicating that there were zombies in his home.
They knew it was all doomed.
In such a siege, they will die completely when the food is used up.
Continue reading the diary.
The content is very sad, and the notes were not written by the same person.
[My mental state is on the verge of collapse. I vaguely seem to see my parents. They are frail and sick and have been living in the countryside. I think they are already dead. I'd better leave the food to the child. I hope he can live longer.
After a while, a miracle may happen.
Goodbye, bad apocalypse.]
Look at this content.
She could imagine the other party's pain and how broken her heart was. She could no longer hold on until now in the apocalypse.
Just when he thought the diary was over.
He found that there was content on the next page, and the font looked like the font of a primary school student.
【I'm the only one left, I'm so scared.】
[Woo hoo... There are man-eating monsters downstairs. Why are uncles, fathers, and mothers dying? I want them to stand up and accompany me.]
【I'm so hungry, I'm starving to death, I have nothing to eat...】
Seeing this, there is no content.
Lin Fan's face was very solemn, and he held the diary in his hand tightly. He felt a pain in his heart. He could imagine how painful this living child must be when he is hungry.
Eventually he starved to death.
He had never experienced what it was like to be hungry to a certain level.
But looking at the huddled corpse.
He knew that the child might just want to take a bite of food at the moment when his consciousness finally faded away.
"Why am I wasting my time?"
"Sleep is no longer important to me. If I can use the night to clean up zombies, then the cleaning speed will be faster."
Maybe if I could have come here some time in advance, I might not be able to save everyone, but I can definitely save this child and give him a life full of hope.
Rather than this hunger shrouded in despair.
Lin Fan reflected on himself.
A new cleaning method was decided.
But for those ignorant zombies, they still don't know that the real terror has arrived.
He put away his notebook, turned around and left, closing the security door that opened the hole. At the same time, he pulled out Frostmourne and sealed the newly broken iron hole with ice.
He had anger in his heart.
No more swaying.
Instead, speed up the process. The city must be cleaned up as quickly as possible, and then go to other places to clean up the zombies. When the number of zombies is reduced to a certain level.