Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan woke up slowly, feeling like he had had a nightmare, but he couldn't remember the content of the dream. He only knew that his already tired body was even more exhausted.

He took out a candy and stuffed it into his mouth randomly, then stood up, stretched his body briefly, glanced through the window at the zombies wandering aimlessly on the street, and pulled out the sickle: "484, can the soul fire be used?"

{Master, this is not possible. }

Song Nan pursed her lower lip, sighed and walked around to the small door, opened it a crack, and carefully looked outside.

Unexpectedly, there was not a single walking corpse!

Overjoyed, he walked quietly to the street, pressed his back against the wall, and walked forward slowly.

'484, how many zombies are there ahead? '

{Only four or five. }

Hearing this, Song Nan raised his hand and held one end of the transparent chain, swinging it gently: "Give me a place." '

As soon as he finished speaking, a street plan suddenly appeared in front of him. There were only five points on the map. The red mark was his position. There was a green mark moving towards him at the corner. The remaining three marks were all on Move to the south.

{Master, be careful, the walking zombie in the upper right corner is twice as fast as an ordinary walking zombie. }

Song Nan frowned, suddenly feeling troubled.

What a coincidence, the direction that the zombie was heading was exactly the direction he was going.

'484, is it possible to take a detour? '

{Currently, there are only two roads you can take. The number of zombies on the other one is several times that of this one, and there are also several walking zombies with speed bonus. It is recommended that you take the road you are on. }

Song Nan frowned and raised his hand to ruffle his hair.

He took a deep breath, looked at the green dots in the picture that were getting closer, walked to the street, swung the sickle to cut off its legs, and at the same time threw out the chains: '484, help me wrap them around. '

{Okay, Master. }

Chains shot out, wrapping around one zombie after another, tying them all together.

Then, Song Nan pulled hard, and the chain was like a saw, splitting the zombies in two.

"Cool~"

{Hehe, although the soul fire cannot be used, the chain is still very sharp~}

The corners of Song Nan's mouth raised slightly, and he narrowed his eyes in pleasure. Then he saw the zombies stumbling and crawling towards him as if they were driving at twice the speed. He shuddered unconsciously and ran forward quickly.

'Is there a gas station to the south? '

{Yes Master. }

Song Nan raised his eyebrows, not caring why he knew this, and walked straight south.

……

Song Nan rode his bicycle to the entrance of the gas station. Behind him, slowly walking zombies were walking in groups. Among them, there were several zombies who were only half-length, but their speed was much faster than those who walked upright. Being at the forefront, taking the lead.

He stopped his bicycle, glanced at the zombies gathered behind him and in front of him, and smacked his lips helplessly: "This is too much."

{Master, the number of walking corpses is based on the world’s population and...}

"Stop! I know." Song Nan sighed, looked around, and found that there was only one way left.

He frowned and looked at the half-open door of the gas station with a vigilant expression: '484, see if there is anything inside. '

Song Nan asked while slashing at the walking corpse and retreating towards the door.

{No. }

Song Nan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly rushed into the door, closed the door, and used chains to wrap the handles of the two doors together and lock them tightly.

'484, help me attract the zombies and keep them around here without leaving... so that others can tell at a glance that there is someone here. '

{Okay, Master, but why do you do this?According to the characteristics of this world, humans will only kill walking corpses near two cities, and it is unlikely to appear in this relatively remote place. }

Song Nan stroked his chin: "Maybe you're lucky?"

484 sighed and did as he was told.

Song Nan smiled slightly, then looked around and found that there was really nothing here. It seemed that it had been looted. There was nothing else except heavy shelves.

He frowned and sat on the floor, gradually falling into confusion. He didn't know why he was doing this...

After a moment of silence, Song Nan stood up slowly: "484, can you help me get rid of them? Or help me form a harvest circle with a sickle."

{I can help you use the sickle, but in order to prevent you from relying too much on the system, I can only help you for half an hour. }

Song Nan's eyes lit up: "Thank you!"

He reached out and touched the chain, and it immediately softened, slipped from the handle, and resuspended around him to act as a shield.

Song Nan held the door handle, then took a deep breath, opened the door, and rushed out quickly.

Seeing this, 484 suddenly turned the sickle, causing it to continuously rotate around, forming a vacuum circle. As long as the walking corpse came close, it would be cut in two.

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{Run!Owner! }

"I-I'm trying hard!"

Song Nan gasped for air and ran forward with all his strength.

He originally wanted to continue using the bicycle, but perhaps because the bicycle blocked the path of the walking corpses, it was directly pushed down by them and became the victim of a stampede. There were no other means of transportation around, so it was abandoned on the roadside. Car.

{Master, at your speed, you can only run three kilometers in half an hour. }

Song Nan wanted to cry but had no tears.He also wants to be fast, but his strength does not allow it!

"Damn it!" His throat hurt, and the strong smell of blood kept filling his mouth, "I can't survive anymore, I can't run anymore..."

Song Nan's speed slowed down again, almost equal to that of ordinary walking zombies.

He held his belly, feeling hungry and uncomfortable.

{Master, hold on, there is a shopping mall in front, and there may be food that has not gone bad. }

Song Nan raised his hand to wipe the sweat covering his eyelids, and continued to walk forward slowly: "If possible, I don't want to come to this kind of world again..."

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Song Nan curled his lips, not feeling that he would get a satisfactory answer.

He sighed deeply, resigned to his fate and kicked away the walking corpse beside him who had his hands in the chains, and continued running staggeringly.

……

"484, will there really be anyone?"

Song Nan stood on the second floor of the shopping mall, holding the air-dried beef and chewing it in small bites.

{There will be!The supplies here haven’t been taken away yet, someone will definitely come! }

484 viciously bit the small handkerchief in his hand, almost crying. He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would die on the way to the base in City B, and he didn't know why the system put him here!

Wouldn't it be better to put it directly near the base?Doesn’t it know the virtues of the host body?Why increase the workload!It was already annoying because of the man who worried the host, but now it is even more annoying!

Song Nan noticed the choking in 484's tone and asked blankly: "484, what's wrong with you?"

{嘤!Baby, daddy loves you...}

"?" Song Nan choked and coughed loudly, trying to cough out the food stuck in his throat.

For a moment, he struggled to wipe away the liquid flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and tugged at the corner of his mouth in despair: "484, if you feel uncomfortable, you can go to the hospital. You don't need to do anything else, just go to the psychiatry department."

{嘤!Ying Ying! }

Song Nan crushed the beef with a snap, then sighed softly, took out the sickle, and continued walking towards the road that seemed to have no end...