Two months later, in a province in southern China...
A Beijing Jeep Cherokee that was so dirty that the color could not be seen was speeding on an empty inter-provincial highway. The speed of 90 kilometers per hour raised high dust behind it. A young man with short hair in the car was wearing a helmet.
A pair of black sunglasses, while relaxing
He was driving the vehicle, tapping the steering wheel rhythmically to the violent music in the car. A big red dog on the passenger seat also imitated its owner, wearing a pair of big toad mirrors and stretching out the dog's head.
Outside the window, I looked curiously at everything outside.
"Damn it, when did China's traffic become so bad?" The young man suddenly slammed the steering wheel in front of him and looked depressingly at the car accident scene in front of him that looked like a hill.
"Oh, no, Master, how many times have we struggled along the way today? Seven times or eight times?" The big red dog actually opened its mouth to speak. Looking at its equally depressed expression, it was quite humane.
"Even if it happens a hundred times, you will continue to struggle!" The young man slowly stepped on the brakes. The Cherokee, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a harsh friction sound and stopped with a "squeak". The young man turned his head and got out of the back seat.
He took out a black shotgun and quickly inspected it.
He unloaded the bullets in the gun and loaded it, then opened the car door and jumped out. Seeing the big dog still clinging to the car, he cursed loudly: "If you want to walk back on two legs, just stay up there and don't move.
Otherwise, go and clean up the garbage around me immediately!"
"Please, I have four legs!" The big red dog muttered. Seeing the unkind face of the young man, it wisely opened the car door and jumped out of the car, looking up at the scorching sun at noon.
The dog said dejectedly: "Oh my God, you have to do manual labor on such a hot day. Do you even know what dog rights are?"
The young man ignored the big dog's complaints. He put the shotgun on his shoulder and slowly walked towards a small shop on the roadside. In front of the originally bright door of the shop, there were now piles of various cars.
Debris, yes, is piled high.
Don't think that this is a car scrapping plant, because all the cars here are crashed together. Thousands of cars are just crowded together, and they are discharged for two or three kilometers far away. No one cares about it, no one pays attention to it.
A thick layer of yellow ash fell on it, which looked like it had been
It has been left alone for several years. Occasionally, one or two bones can be seen through the broken car window, but most of the bones are incomplete. Either arms or heads are missing. The blood splashed in the car has long become
Dark brown, covered with patches of car windows.
A full year has passed since the end of mankind, but time seems to have been cast by a spell, forever frozen in the last second without changing.
That day, when the end came, people fled in panic. They drove or grabbed cars to escape from their original residences. They were at a loss and ran around like headless flies. There was no government or army. They looked at their friends and relatives around them.
Everyone turned into irrational man-eating monsters. Everyone panicked. Vehicles bumped into each other, human limbs and broken arms were flying in the sky, and man-eating monsters with red eyes were everywhere looking for targets.
Desperate cries, angry roars, painful wails, these sounds that could only be heard in movies were performed without any scruples in every corner of the world, and lasted for more than a month before they gradually subsided, but
What followed was a deathly silence in the whole world. It was difficult to see a real living person, and all that was left was a walking corpse without a soul.
The young man resisted the gun numbly and looked at the black dried liquid all over the floor of the shop. Several human bones that even the forensic scientists could not piece together neatly were scattered on the ground. The shelves that were originally filled with goods collapsed to the side, and fell on them.
It was covered with dust, and the original appearance could not be seen at all. It seemed that both inside and outside the store, it maintained the same style as the world, which was weird and quiet.
Pulling out a few cartons of cigarettes from a miraculously preserved glass container, the young man tore open a "95 Supreme" and lit one for himself. Fortunately, it rarely rains in the world since the end of the world.
, there are only two or three sparse events a year, so many things that are not easy to preserve are preserved intact and have not deteriorated due to air drying, just like this high-end cigarette in front of you.
After stuffing all the packs of cigarettes in the container into his backpack, the young man carefully checked the shotgun in his hand again, got up and walked towards the back of the store. It seemed that the store should store goods there.
place.
He opened the dirty curtain and slowly opened the wooden door inside with a shotgun. The young man did not rush in because he had already seen several rows of clear footprints on the dusty ground, but the footprints were irregular.
Like an impatient person who keeps circling the room.
"hiss……"
With a hoarse roar, a short figure quickly rushed out from the corner, with gray hair, dark red eyes, a mouth full of fangs and dry skin. Yes, this is the most numerous creature in the world now -
—Living corpse!
The young man put the shotgun against the shriveled chest of the little living corpse. No matter how much he bared his teeth, he could not get close to him. The young man did not shoot immediately, but just tilted his head and looked at the little living corpse in front of him. It was obvious that this living corpse was
The corpse is transforming into a corpse
At that time, he was still a child of seven or eight years old. The yellow Gray Wolf vest he wore had long been dirty. His face that should have been innocent and innocent was now full of ferocity, and his mouth was full of black steel teeth that were biting "Gah".
Sound.
Not shooting is not a sign of mercy from the young man. In this world where order has long been broken, any kindness is irresponsible to oneself. No one needs mercy now. He is just curious about the little living corpse if he doesn't shoot.
It is rare, because children are undoubtedly the group of people with the worst ability to protect themselves. After the living corpses appeared all over the streets, children became the easiest targets for them to hunt. However, after the young people were over their curiosity, they still did not care.
He hesitantly turned the butt of the gun and broke the fragile neck of the little zombie.
The little living corpse tilted its head strangely, with the back of its head pressed against its own back, and fell straight down on the dusty wooden floor. The ferocious look on its face disappeared, and there was a sense of relief and serenity!
It is true that the room is a place for storing goods, but the little living corpse living here obviously has a bad temper. All the things were torn to pieces by it, and none of them was complete. After just one glance, the young man
He lost interest and walked out of the country shop.
After going out, the sun outside is still so hot, seeming to spread its enthusiasm to the greatest extent. Now the sunshine reaches more than eighteen hours a day, and even the night falls is so hard-won, but no matter how bad the situation is,
Times, the surviving human beings still have to survive, and when forced to a dead end, the amazing adaptability of human beings is often no less than that of cockroaches.
A red shadow rushed over from the street corner like lightning. The uncontrollable inertia caused it to slide out of a long mud ditch in front of the young man. However, the shadow still rushed to the young man with its limbs and said excitedly: "
Master, master, I saw a complete Land Rover in front, let’s choose it!”
"No!" The young man flatly refused and said as he walked forward: "That kind of car consumes too much fuel and is not practical at all. You have to find a car with a fuel consumption of less than ten!"
"Anyway, I have to change my car later. Can't you change to a higher-end one? Just pick some junk. I think tractors are more fuel-efficient!" The big red dog patted a concrete block under his feet in frustration.
A twenty-centimetre-thick concrete block was shattered into pieces very easily, which was jaw-dropping.
But at this moment, a living corpse with a shriveled body probably smelled the scent of a living person, and staggered out of a restaurant with mottled walls. It followed the scent and looked at it with empty eyes.
The big dog on the ground seemed to flash a flash of excitement, roared, and walked twice as fast.
"Get out of here, didn't you see that Master Mi was in a bad mood?" The big red dog glanced at the expressionless living corpse impatiently, and the living corpse was still waving its arms excitedly, as if to scare the big dog in front of him.
Think of it as your big meal today.
"Get as far away as you want!" The big dog yelled and waved its claws angrily at the living corpse. A red light flashed past, and the upper body of the living corpse, which was more than one meter away, slid away from the lower body at an angle.
Then, a large amount of thick black liquid and rotting internal organs spurted out from the body of the living corpse, exuding a strong corpse smell in the air.
"Uh-huh~ I'm so dirty, so I won't play with you anymore!" The big red dog wrinkled its face and glanced at the living corpse still dragging half of its body on the ground with disgust.