Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 44 Doomsday ([-]) Corpse Tide

Yan Nanxu felt that he should be in a dream. He had become what he was when he was a child, and the surrounding scenes were a little blurry.

He walked aimlessly until he came across a huge peach tree, which was in the season of blooming, and the shadows of the peach were lush and fragrant.

Yan Nanxu had seen this peach tree before.

In childhood memories, this peach tree is always amazing, and it is also a turning point in Yan Nanxu's life.

Yan Nanxu walked under the tree, reached out and gently stroked the rough bark, just like the first time she saw it.

Someone came from behind, Yan Nanxu turned around, and saw his former mentor as expected.

The mentor was still as friendly as in his memory, greeting his young self gently. Seeing that Yan Nanxu was interested in the peach tree, he thoughtfully told the child in front of him the story about peach blossoms in history.

From the pre-Qin Book of Songs, Tao Yao’s First Marriage, to the fantasy and reality of the Peach Blossom Spring, or the misty beauty of a peach blossom missing a good relationship with a human face...

After Yan Nanxu listened to the story very carefully, she felt yearning and curiosity about the thousand years of time in her heart.

Since then, Yan Nanxu has developed a great interest in those ancient classics. He has read all the historical records and has been acquainted with them for thousands of years, and admires the beauty of his writing.

Yan Nanxu's childhood memories are not good, but when he met under the peach blossom tree, he found what he wished to pursue all his life.

The peach blossoms were gorgeous, and Yan Nanxu heard the calm and distant voice of his teacher: "History is a very magical thing. When you look back, every track is a miracle. History has witnessed human civilization, and civilization has created history."

With a long history of thousands of years, the construction of civilization is also a civilization, how can it be destroyed?

Yan Nanxu woke up.

There was no gorgeous peach tree in front of him, he was still in the open area of ​​the gathering place, the surrounding was unusually quiet, only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Yan Nanxu was a little unsteady, and managed to stand up, looked around, but did not see anyone else, the stone in the middle of the open space was split from the middle for some reason, and the blue light was no longer visible. The surface is dusty.

"Host host host host! Are you okay, are you still there?" The voice of the system sounded in his head.

"what happened?"

Hearing the answer, the system let out a long sigh, "It's okay, I was scared to death as a host just now, that Thoth seems to be a direct mental attack on you, it wants to seize the dominance of your body, I I almost missed being squeezed out by it, but luckily I worked hard and pushed it out."

The system spoke with a bit of pride at the end.

"This Toth said it was the virus it brought. Is there an introduction in the original plot?"

When it comes to this system, I feel discouraged again, "This, this really doesn't exist, the original plot is just a simple virus, there is no such alien creature..."

Another accident, really troublesome.

"Speaking of the host, why did it suddenly become so quiet here?"

Yan Nanxu looked at the residential area outside the open space, walked towards that side slowly, and said in a low voice, "Either everyone has already left, or..."

Yan Nanxu walked on the road where people used to come and go, looked at the dead bodies on the ground, expressionless.

Everyone in the gathering place is dead, except...

"The host, it seems, didn't see Yan Qiqian?"

Yan Qixin has been possessed by that Thoth, not to mention for now, I don't know why I can't see Yan Qiqian.

"And Toth assimilated everyone in the gathering place, why did Yan Qiqian not assimilate?" The system was confused.

Yan Nanxu was packing up his things and was about to leave. There are so many dead bodies here, if they are not in order, they will turn into corpses or something. It is better to leave early.

Hearing the system's problem, he paused, and said softly: "Maybe because Yan Qiqian is Yan Qixin's elder brother."

"Because I'm the elder brother, so I can't do it all the time? So Yan Qixin actually retains a little bit of consciousness?"

Yan Nanxu shook his head, "I'm not sure, it's just a guess."

Putting the packed backpack on, Yan Nanxu took one last look at this dead land, got in the car and turned around to leave.

Therefore, the light of fireflies is indeed fragile and short-lived.

"Host, host, there's good news!" In the car, the system suddenly shouted excitedly.

"what happened?"

"Protagonist, the approximate location of the protagonist has been detected!"

"Where?"

"Southeast direction." The system said enthusiastically.

"No more?" Isn't this direction too "probable"? ?
"Uh...it's gone..."

Yan Nanxu also lost his temper. It's better to have a general direction than headless flies.Turned around a bit and continued on.

It is naturally excellent to have a means of transportation, convenient and fast, but if the means of transportation loses its power source, it will be like a piece of heavy iron.

Yan Nanxu had gasoline with him, but he passed through a large desert on the way. After driving for a few days, the gasoline was about to run out.

Fortunately in the misfortune, Yan Nanxu saw a city first before the gasoline was completely exhausted.

A city in the doomsday is like a treasure house, full of dangers, but it can also have countless energy sources.

Yan Nanxu chose to get off the car to find supplies.

This city is not small, but a little bit of the edge has been eroded by wind and sand, only the main city still stands tall, showing the prosperity of the past.

The street was very quiet, and no scattered corpse was seen, which made Yan Nanxu a little worried.

Walking corpses have some special habits. Just like social animals, they will gather together unconsciously. The group attracts individuals. The large group merges with the small group and moves together, thus forming a tide of corpses.

Corpse hordes are generally difficult to deal with, so it's best not to mess with them.

Yan Nanxu approached the main city carefully, and after another turn, he should see the main street, but here Yan Nanxu suddenly stopped.

There is a store across the street. The huge glass door of the store has been smashed long ago, but there is something faintly reflected in the leftover corner...

The reflection effect of transparent glass is not good, and the distance is too far to see clearly.

Yan Nanxu gave up going directly to the main street, chose a tall building on the edge, and went up to check the situation.

Most people would not choose to enter this kind of office building, where there are dangers and few resources.

As soon as he entered the corridor, a mutilated walking corpse rushed over. Yan Nanxu pulled out the dagger at his waist with his backhand and killed it neatly.

The movement should be small. It is not suitable to gather corpses in high-rise buildings, but if too many are attracted, it will be overwhelming.

Yan Nanxu chose the No.15 floor and quickly got rid of a few scattered wandering corpses. Yan Nanxu walked to the window and picked up the binoculars to look at the main street of the city that he almost entered.

There are densely packed walking corpses gathered there, and you can meet them face to face with just one turn.

They guard the streets of the city, as if they are waiting for the intruders, quietly waiting...

Huge group of corpses, it is estimated that more than 90.00% of the walking corpses in the entire city are gathered here.

It is impossible for Yan Nanxu to deal with it alone, but they are blocked at the entrance of the street. If you want to go there, you must pass through this place, otherwise you will have to take a long detour, and Yan Nanxu's car is out of gas now... …

Yan Nanxu's gaze slowly shifted from the group of corpses to the nearby buildings. There are tall buildings on both sides of the street. These corpses are there, like marching into a valley.

There is a good way.

(End of this chapter)