Doomsday Pokemon

Chapter 1 Pikachu?
Wang Fei, a senior otaku.

No, it is a bit inconsistent to say that he is a senior otaku, because as he grows older, Wang Fei has to come out to work, so now he can only be called half a senior otaku.

Work is everything related to animation, and it is not too much to say that it is an animation producer.

The place where I work now is in Japan. There is no way. In my own country, animation has just emerged, and all aspects are not satisfactory, so I will not complain about it one by one.

To be honest, when Wang Fei's parents knew that their son was going to travel across the ocean, especially to Japan, a country that has a bad relationship with the motherland, the two always refused without even thinking about it.

In particular, Dad didn't know where he learned that Lu Xun's younger brother Zhou Zuoren just went to Japan, and ended up taking a Japanese wife back. He was afraid that Wang Fei would go astray, so he locked Wang Fei at home, and he was willing to let Wang Fei go astray. Fei is a senior otaku.

But no matter what Wang Fei said, he also worked in various studios in the motherland for two years, and he had a deep understanding of his future life, so he ran out secretly.

In Japan, Wang Fei worked as a voice actor, as an agent, as a screenwriter, stop, as a screenwriter... Since he was a child, he watched various animations, blockbuster action movies in the island country, self-taught, Japanese level [-]

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After struggling for three years, working hard at ordinary times, coupled with my enthusiasm for all kinds of anime girls, not to mention, I have made great strides all the way, and now I can finally produce my own animation works.

But, but, but...

What's wrong with your sister?
The voice actor girl turned into foaming at the mouth, and turned into a hideous... Zombie?
Why is the animation director gnawing on a severed arm?
Why is the beautiful manager rushing towards me with all her teeth and claws?
Zombie?the end of the world?
Wang Fei was completely dumbfounded. Didn't he say that the end of the world was just a joke? Besides, it's not 2012, it's already passed.

Think about how such a small body of myself can be an opponent of the infinitely powerful zombie female secretary?So Wang Fei opened the door and hid in the office without thinking.

As the chief screenwriter, Wang Fei has his own office.

Lock it back, and move the desk over to block the door with great effort, fearing that the fragile door will resist the tough claws of the unknown zombie.Quietly looking out of the office building through the glass window, Wang Fei's arms were trembling.It's really the end of the world!
Cars collided with each other, and zombies emerged from inside the cars and rushed towards passers-by.The passerby who was bitten stood up again in a short while, his skin was purple, his eyes were white, and he roared and rushed towards the living person.

The living people are in a panic, the fire is burning, the cars are roaring, and the zombies are roaring... a scene of hell on earth.

Wang Fei sat down on the ground, and suddenly felt sad: brother's life has just begun, doomsday, doomsday, fuck doomsday.If you want to come, why don't you come later, at least let your own work finish playing before starting.

The two years in the motherland, the three years in Japan, and the five years of hard work combined have all been in vain.

"Forget it, it's the end now, it's useless to think about it, the key is to figure out whether it's just the 'end of Japan' or the end of the whole world." Thinking of the elders at home who tried their best to prevent him from coming to Japan, Wang Fei felt bad premonition.

Hope mom and dad are okay.If you want to go back to your motherland to find your parents, the first thing you need to do is to survive yourself.

Wang Fei didn’t know how many doomsday movies and novels he watched when he was an otaku. First, after thinking about it, he knew that there were still some snacks, buckets of instant noodles, and mineral water in the office.

As the editor-in-chief of animation, sometimes it is common to stay up all night when rushing to draft, and some suppers are normal.

"There is more food outside, but my work partners have basically turned into zombies. Even if they didn't turn into zombies, they were probably bitten by zombies and turned into zombies, so there are almost all zombies outside." Thinking, Wang Fei felt sad again.Relying on the food I have now, I can't last long at all. Could it be that God really wants to let myself die young?
"Crack, click..." Outside the door, the sharp claws of the zombies were clawing at the crack of the door, as if they knew there were still living people in the room.

"..." Wang Fei has the urge to scold his mother, can he still make people happy to brew a sad mood?
By the way, didn’t the novels and movies all say that zombies have no vision and rely on their sense of smell to perceive their prey.

I'm going, wouldn't it be the smell on my body that caught the zombies' attention?Listening to more and more zombies joining the army at Balamen, Wang Fei's brow broke out in cold sweat, and he didn't know how to face this dangerous situation at all.

In the novel, it's either after rebirth or the golden finger, but where is your sister's golden finger?

The crack in the door seemed to be unbearable, and Wang Fei could see a zombie's hand stretching in. He was so scared that Wang Fei quickly stepped back, fearing that he would be touched by sharp claws, and unfortunately he would become a zombie.

Calm down, calm down, you must be calm at this time.

When Wang Fei was still a screenwriter assistant, he sometimes encountered serious problems such as the production of the plot could not keep up. Wang Fei has long developed the habit of calming down when things happen.

odor.Yes, smell, these zombies must rely on smell to lock in the smell of living people on their bodies, so they will persevere in closing the cracks outside the door.

So as long as I cover up the smell on my body, can these zombies leave?Looking at the barrels of instant noodles, Wang Fei sadly thought: It seems that there will be no seasoning for instant noodles in the future.

Open the instant noodles and spread the seasoning on your body to cover up your smell of being alive.

Not to mention, this is really effective, and the sound outside gradually fades away.However, sometimes Wang Fei's brain holes are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Just now, he was so scared to death. When he learned that the zombies were gone, Wang Fei became more courageous. He boldly opened a gap quietly and secretly Look at the situation outside.

"This is a real zombie, and it has a much more three-dimensional sense than the zombies produced in anime. If we return to a peaceful world in the future, just by seeing live zombies, if we make a zombie anime, it will definitely be a hit." Wang said. Fei watched the situation of the zombies in the crack of the door with relish.

Zombies wander aimlessly in the office of the office building, and they are unconscious when they bump into tables and chairs from time to time.After waiting for a long time, Wang Fei gradually developed visual fatigue.

"Apart from his great strength and keen sense of smell, there seems to be nothing magical about it."

"Ah, what is that?" Just as Wang Fei was about to close the door, he suddenly saw a golden light jumping in the office?
Jumping, that's right, it's not a typo, it's really jumping, jumping in the smooth office space.

"I'm going, it won't be the evolution of zombies." If the zombies evolve, can I stay here safely?Wang Fei's little heart was thumping, almost jumping to his heart.Without even thinking about it, he shut the door tightly.

"Pickup..." A scream came from outside the door.

"Pickup? Pickup what?"

"Pickup...Pickup...Pikachu!" The thunder light shrank, and the lighting and electrical equipment of the fully equipped office building emitted dazzling electromagnetic waves.

"Pikachu?" I'm going!Wang Fei was so shocked that he didn't know what expression to use to face it.

Pikachu, why would there be a Pikachu.

Wang Fei, who opened the door again, saw the yellow, mouse-like magical creature bumped into by Dao Fei, and was immediately scorched by Lei.

Pikachu, it's really a Pikachu, and it's a living Pikachu, a... a Pikachu that was attacked by zombies and was injured.

Seeing this little beige mouse, and asking about the strong "breath of life" on his body, a bunch of zombies, like old perverts who have been abstinent for hundreds of years, rushed towards Pikachu hungry.

Pikachu is in danger.

Wang Fei struggled again.To save or not to save?Save, of course I have to save, this is a good memory.Wang Fei liked to watch the anime "Pokemon" since he was a child. Even if he is in his 20s now, and he is about to hit three, he still does not miss an episode every week.

It can be said that Wang Fei made up his mind to become an animation producer, and the role of "Pokemon" in animation is self-evident.

And now, if Pikachu gets attacked by a zombie and turns into a zombie Pikachu, it's really ruining a childhood.

But if you want to save them, how should you save them?
Going out by yourself is completely a meal for the zombies.

"Come in, come in quickly." Wang Fei opened the door, hoping that Pikachu could come in by himself. Unfortunately, Pikachu is not a defensive elf, and his defense is limited. He was attacked by zombies just now, and now he is powerlessly lying on the door. Seam outside.

Although seeing Wang Fei, he also struggled to rush into the office, but Wang Fei reckoned that the time difference between when Pikachu came in and when the zombies attacked Pikachu was obviously faster than the zombies.

"Roar..." Although the zombies are moving slowly, they can't stand the limited area of ​​the office building lobby (no way, island country), and in the blink of an eye, the fastest zombies have arrived in front of Pikachu. The virus claws towards Pikachu.

If this is caught, the custody of Pikachu will be darkened.Wang Fei couldn't bear to watch the next scene.

"Pika, Pikachu!" Suddenly, Pikachu yelled, his whole body was glowing with lightning, and he struck down with one move, electrocuting these fastest zombies to death.

But this also exhausted Pikachu's last energy, tilted his head, and passed out.Although Pikachu fainted, the remaining zombies could still smell the strong breath of life on Pikachu's body and continued to move towards Pikachu.

Seeing this, Wang Fei was having a deep struggle in his heart, whether to save or not.

"Modan, you will die sooner or later. Why don't you take a gamble? If you save Pikachu, maybe Pikachu will be grateful and protect yourself from here. Otherwise, with limited food, you won't be able to survive for a few days." After making up his mind, Wang Fei moved his desk, opened the door, rushed out of the door at a speed beyond the usual limit, and picked up Pikachu.

"Roar!" With the door alone and the cover of instant noodle seasoning, the zombies couldn't notice Wang Fei hiding in the office, but now that Wang Fei opened the door, he was extremely close to the zombies , It's hard not to smell it.Smelling the smell of Wang Fei, a living person, all the zombies in the office building on this floor basically boiled, roaring and rushing towards Wang Fei.

A zombie had already got its claws deep, and it was about to attack Wang Fei.Wang Fei rolled around like a lazy donkey, dodging dangerously.Not to be outdone, the other zombie opened its bloody mouth, about to bite Wang Fei.

Wang Fei raised his foot and put his foot on the stomach of his old partner, Kameda, who had been his partner for a year. Although he didn't kick it, it made the zombie Kameda stagger back a few steps to buy time.

It was another zombie. This zombie had picturesque long hair covering her entire face. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't know that she was a zombie who lost her mind. Didn't she just want to kill Wang Fei after she became a zombie? The assistant girl who pulled down hell?

"Meihui, it's not that I don't like you, but that if I take a Japanese girl home, my father will break my three legs." Wang Fei grabbed the chair next to him with great perseverance and threw it on Meihui's corpse. face.The zombie's face was not damaged, but the chair was missing a leg.

"What a hard head." Seeing this, Wang Fei's scalp was numb, and he threw away the chair without thinking. Seeing the opportunity, Wang Fei rushed into the office, closed the door immediately, and moved a desk to block the door.

(End of this chapter)