Rebirth: I went back to the day of the zombie outbreak

When I woke up, everything was dark and the alarm seemed to be coming from far away.

Where the hell did this get me?

Are you still in China?

I turned my hands over in front of my eyes, but I couldn't see anything.

In this woods, it is pitch dark.

I thought I was blind.

My whole body was in pain, probably because I hit the rocks when I rolled down.

I moved my butt and felt something moving underneath.

This mountain is sparsely populated, so it couldn't be a snake in the middle of the night.

I cursed inwardly and tried to get up with my hands on the ground.

But what came from my hands was a wet and slippery feeling.

It's a bit like cloth.

"Ho ho ho-"

Then a whimper suddenly came from under the body.

I am very familiar with this voice.

It's the roar of zombies.

I was so scared that I flipped over quickly.

I didn't expect the ground under my feet was so bumpy and I almost couldn't stand steadily.

I stared around and looked around, then took out my crossbow to try to find where the zombies were.

But it was pitch dark all around and I couldn't see anything.

I had no choice but to take out the flamethrower from the system and quickly pulled the trigger towards the darkness.

Dazzling flames burst out, illuminating the entire area.

The scene before me made me break out in cold sweats.

Damn, it wasn't just under my feet, the entire area was filled with corpses.

One on top of the other, they almost formed a small undulating hill.

I adjusted the torch, lowered the flame, and burned the bodies.

The moisture on the corpse was evaporated instantly, and thick white smoke came out.

Then the rotten flesh of the corpse began to burn, and the burning smell soon filled the woods.

I looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a zombie who was not yet dead was pressed at the bottom, with only his hands with remaining finger bones stretched out and scratching outwards constantly.

Luckily I was wearing a raincoat, otherwise there would be a hole in my butt.

This mountain of zombie corpses was obviously caused by humans.

This shows that there were survivors here, and their scale was not small.

The fire would soon go out due to excessive humidity.

In the dark woods around them, there were some giggling sounds.

There's a weird atmosphere everywhere in this place.

At some point, the alarm will stop and the zombies that were attracted will wake up again.

I looked up, and with the help of the faint flame, I saw several zombies staggering towards me through the dense forest.

The bloodthirsty roars of the zombies are getting closer.

The enemy is strong and we are weak; the enemy is dark and we are bright.

No matter how dumb I am, I know it's not a good place to stay for long.

Then he spurted out flames again, trying to expand the burning range as much as possible.

The raging fire burned the corpses on the ground madly, and also made the surrounding scenery brighter.

I chose a direction where there were no zombies and ran as fast as I could.

Soon they escaped from the range of the fire and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

He could only stretch out his hands and try his best to move forward in the dark by hopping, for fear of being tripped by vines and rocks.

Fortunately, I reached the asphalt road in less than five minutes.

I gasped for air, cursing the night that had unfolded.

Suddenly, a roar came from far away in the silent forest.

Soon, two beams of dazzling white light shot over from one end of the road.

It's a car.

My whole body trembled as if I had seen my biological father.

I didn't expect that I would encounter a car in the wilderness in the middle of the night.

I ran desperately towards the car, shouting and waving.

When we got closer, we found that it was a bus coming towards us.

But this bus is different from the ones we usually see. The windows of the entire bus are covered with an iron net.

The driver obviously saw me and stepped on the car to stop it.

The tires squealed on the wet asphalt.

To show my sincerity, I put all my weapons into the system, ran over and kept knocking on the car door.

Several people with buzz cuts appeared through the car window.

They were young and old, with expressions of surprise and caution on their faces.

"Who are you!"

Someone asked inside.

This is all nonsense. Do I look like the president?

"A survivor." I raised my hands so they could see that I was not carrying any dangerous goods.

The people in the car looked at each other, and finally a young man wearing glasses nodded to everyone.

With a "crash", the shabby car door opened.

There were several men standing inside with batons and shields.

Is this the organization that was found?

"Come up!" one of them said coldly with a malicious smile on his lips.

Looking at his ugly face, I could only smile along.

Who makes us need help from others?

I grabbed the handrail, stepped into the bus, and said enthusiastically, "Hello, comrade."

The lighting in the car was not much better, with only a faint light coming from the dashboard on the front driver's seat.

Soon someone started groping me and I knew it was a body search.

After all, it has been a month since the end of the world, and those who survived are either cautious or vicious and cruel.

I scanned the interior of the car and it was quite clean, but too simple.

Even the seats are made of iron.

An iron fence separates the passenger area from the driving area.

But now the door on the iron fence is open and people can come and go freely.

The driver was a middle-aged man in police uniform, looking extremely haggard.

The person sitting in the passenger seat was a fat man as strong as an iron tower. His muscular arms were covered with tattoos of dragons and tigers. He didn't look like a good guy at all.

There were seven or eight thin men sitting in the two rows of seats.

The one in the front is the friendly-looking young man from before, wearing glasses and looking very gentle.

"Drive!" said the fat man in the passenger seat.

"Oh...Okay..." The driver was stunned for a moment, looked at me, and continued driving.

I slipped through the aisle and sat next to the young man.

"Hey, man, where are you going?" I asked softly as the car swayed.

The man with glasses glanced at me, smiled and said nothing.

In the last days, we were all covered in dirt, but he was quite clean.

He is quite handsome, with fair and tender skin, but he is too thin.

"I don't think these people are good people. Be careful later." Seeing that he didn't say anything, I lowered my voice and warned him.

He just nodded and glanced toward the back of the car.

Is he a mute?

I followed his gaze.

I saw a man walking from behind the car, holding something like an iron chain in his hand.

He walked up to me and patted me to get up.

"What?" I asked.

"I told you to get up!" he said viciously with a fierce look in his eyes.

At this moment, several people around me stood up suddenly and rushed towards me.

Before I could react, I was pinned down by several pairs of hands.

Shit, are we on a pirate ship?

Is there a robbery in the middle of the night?

Even with 1 point of strength attribute, he was not a pushover. He shouted angrily and shook off the hand that was pressing on him.

I raised my foot and kicked the birdman who made me get up.

The man was kicked by me and flew out and hit a chair.

The others rushed forward, without any special skills, they just used brute force to hold me down.

The man with glasses sitting next to him was probably frightened by the scene and stood up from his chair.

At this time, someone raised a baton and hit me on the head.

If this stick hits me, won’t my head be split open?

So he could only turn his head to the side and let his shoulder take the blow.

However, the baton did not fall, but was caught by a white hand at lightning speed.

The man wielding the baton and I were both startled.

I didn't expect that this seemingly weak pretty boy actually has such strong arms.

Seeing everyone stunned, I quickly retracted my arms, pulled everyone in, and then pushed again.

Several people were thrown out by me and were scattered all over the place.

"Run!" I shouted to the man with glasses behind me.

But that guy was like a piece of wood, looking at me with a half-smile.

Suddenly, everything went dark in front of my eyes as if a mountain was pressing down on me.

It turned out to be the big man sitting in the passenger seat. He was almost two meters tall when he stood up. He stretched out his arms, which were almost as thick as my thigh, and pinched my neck.

I immediately raised my arms to protect my neck.

However, the big man's palm was probably similar to O'Neal's, and he directly grabbed my arm and neck.

Even though I have so many attributes, I can't gain the slightest advantage in the face of such absolute strength.

The big man exerted so much force with his palms that I could clearly feel myself struggling to breathe.

He stretched out his other hand to support the back of the chair and kicked the big man's waist muscle in the air.

I used all my strength in this kick. An ordinary person would have his internal organs broken by my kick.

But the big man's waist and abdomen were like a piece of iron plate. It didn't move at all after being kicked, but he still groaned.

After all, we are still human beings.

The waist and abdomen on both sides of the human body are the weakest parts, even if you are a devil muscle man you can't bear it.

Seeing that this trick was effective, I raised my other foot and prepared to launch a series of kicks.

But there was a "click" sound from the lock, and my wrist, which was supporting itself on the back of the chair, felt cold.

I turned and looked.

There was an extra pair of handcuffs on it.

Depend on--

During this brief pause, I felt a fist as big as a sandbag hit my cheekbone.

This punch made my blood boil, stars appeared in my eyes, and it felt like my eyeballs were blown off.

Then his neck loosened and his whole body flew over the back of the chair like a kite with a broken string.

Then the people around me rushed over and pinned me down.

The chains rattled, and my other hand was also handcuffed.

His hands were folded behind his back and were lifted up in the air by everyone.

"Leave him behind," the big man ordered everyone.

Finally, I was carried upside down toward the back of the car.

The big man rubbed his abdomen and said to the man with glasses with a smile: "This kid is quite capable. It's a pity to kill him..."

The man with glasses stretched out his long, white index finger and waved it in front of the big man in a mocking manner.

I was thrown onto a pile of blankets at the back of the car and fell on a pile of soft stuff.

The blanket was wet and slid down along with my body.

There were actually several corpses inside.

I subconsciously shrank to the side and pulled the blanket off completely.

There were three bodies in total, shaking with the carriage.

My eyes widened, and a chill ran from the soles of my feet to my heart.

I just felt an unprecedented fear and despair, as if the whole world had abandoned me in this desolate mountain.

I was so anxious that I shouted, "Lao Kong!"