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

"died?"

I was slightly stunned when I heard the old man's words.

That shouldn’t be the case. This chicken guy is too weak to withstand electricity.

"That's right!" the guard said, holding up his gun. "Not only him, but several of his men were killed."

What the hell is this place?

How come the warden had set three rules with such a high profile that two of them were broken at once?

I was almost sexually assaulted last night, and today there was a murder.

So is the third rule just for show?

Then it is not impossible for me to leave here.

I sneered and said, "They died? What does it have to do with me?"

The guards around looked at each other, obviously not expecting me to respond so directly.

The guard pointed at the old man curled up on the ground and questioned me, "He said you were the last person to see Brother Ji last night, and that we have never had any deaths here, but so many people have died since you came."

I frowned and had a bad feeling in my heart.

I did see Brother Ji and his gang last night.

But then I passed out and didn't see who killed them.

Although this is a prison, from my observation, people's freedom is not restricted here.

It can be said that the survivors here are quite free, as long as they do not leave this prison.

Some cells housed several people with their families.

So it is not difficult to kill someone, but who would do such a thing?

Thinking of Brother Ji's lewd appearance, I said coldly, "So what? Maybe he offended someone and was killed."

But my words obviously couldn't convince the guards.

"You still dare to quibble! How do you explain the blood on your clothes?" said one of the guards.

I looked down and my heart tightened.

This prison uniform was worn yesterday. Although it is not new, it is indeed washed clean.

But now it was splattered with blood.

There is also a faint smell of blood.

My face was solemn and I fell into deep thought.

Here, the only person who can make me afraid is the warden.

Could it be that someone is framing me?

Or do you want to create chaos here?

Although I don't know what the consequences will be if I break the warden's rules, it will definitely be a life-threatening situation.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, the guard became visibly agitated, and the gun he was holding was shaking slightly.

But they had just seen how powerful I was, so they didn't dare to attack or fire their guns, so they could only remain in a stalemate.

At this moment, the people around suddenly retreated into the cell, as if they had seen some giant monster.

I looked towards the dispersing crowd, and saw Black Brother Ding Qingyang walking towards here alone.

Brother Hei stood in front of us like an iron tower and easily separated the guards.

The guards seemed to be very afraid of the black man in front of them and put down their guns one after another.

Heige looked at me expressionlessly.

He asked directly, "Did you kill that person?"

"Of course not." I denied it flatly. "Although that Ji Ge is not a good person, I won't kill him."

"You--" The guard was about to say something, but was given a cold look by Heige and immediately fell silent.

Heige continued, "I don't think so. With your strength, you shouldn't be able to do such a thing. But in order to make everyone shut up, come with me."

With my strength, I can't do this?

What do you mean?

Now that Brother Hei has come forward, I have no choice but to give in.

Then, I followed Brother Hei and the guard out of Building B and came to the scene of the incident last night. Behind us was a large group of people watching the fun.

There were already a lot of people gathered there.

In the middle of the crowd, there were several bloody corpses lying.

The blood on the ground had dried and turned black.

The portraits of these people seemed to be forcibly squeezed by something, like flattened cans.

But I still recognized which was Brother Ji's body at a glance.

Because only his pants were still hanging at his feet, and his lower body looked like a dried earthworm.

Seeing such a bloody scene, my heart sank.

Who on earth could have such terrifying power to crush a person's head alive?

I thought of the iron-headed zombie I saw in the hospital’s distribution room.

But this was obviously not done by zombies.

These people all died in the same way, which is enough to show that they didn't even have a chance to escape at that time.

After killing these people, the murderer did not clean up the bodies or tidy up the scene. Instead, he carried me back to the cell.

Then it must have been done by someone in the prison, and the murderer did not care about the rules set by the warden.

Not even afraid of things getting out of hand.

After much thought, there was only one murderer, and that was the warden.

The warden's strength and agility have reached a terrifying level.

Not to mention ordinary people, even I can't even compare to him.

It is easy for the warden to crush someone's head with one hand.

Various possibilities raced through my mind, but none of them seemed to explain the warden's extreme behavior.

I recalled the exchange I had with the warden last night. Although he seemed polite on the outside, he even had an in-depth exchange with me, who also has a system.

But there was always a hint of mystery and indifference in his eyes.

It seems that nothing can deceive these eyes.

I turned and looked towards the warden's office.

It feels like there is a pair of hawk-like eyes watching here from behind that floor-to-ceiling window.

What was the warden's motive for doing this?

Just to help me?

There was no need to kill Brother Ji and the others in such a cruel way.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

You must escape from this prison quickly.

In the hands of a man like the warden, I feel like my life is in danger at any moment.

But they must be found first.

Hei Ge stood beside me, crossed his arms and said, "I heard that you met Ji Ge last night? Was it here?"

I looked around and saw that it was crowded with people watching the fun.

The skinny guy with glasses who was on the bus yesterday is here.

He looked at me for a moment and then disappeared into the crowd.

I told Brother Hei what happened last night.

Brother Hei didn't say anything after listening to it.

"Can I go now?" I asked finally.

Heige nodded, half reminding and half threatening:

"Someone was killed here, the warden will definitely investigate, so you better be careful."

At this time, a shrill sound came from the prison's loudspeaker.

The onlookers suddenly became frightened.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Let's go. Go back to your cell. Someone will notify you."

After saying this, Brother Hei left and walked towards Building A.

I returned to Building B and saw that the open space in the middle was full of people.

I looked around and found that the old man was among them.

The old man was the only person I knew here, so I walked over and started chatting with him.

The old man also saw me, with a guilty look on his face, and asked with concern:

"Young man, are you... okay?"

"What can happen to me? I strictly follow the three rules here."

"Oh, I'm really sorry about what happened last night. Brother Ji forced me to..."

I waved my hands to indicate that I didn't care.

As an old man, he has no choice but to survive here.

Besides, there are some things I still want to learn from him.

Only by understanding the situation of this prison can we find a way out.

Zhang Tanyan and the others must be extremely worried because they have no news from us.

So I asked:

"What's your name, sir?"

"My surname is Lu, but people call me Lao Bu."

Good name.

I looked at the dense crowd standing around me, at least several hundred people, and asked:

"Old Bu, why are there so many prisoners in this prison? There are men and women, young and old."

"Most of them are like you, rescued from outside. Our warden is a good man. He took in those who were alone outside. Otherwise, these people would have died long ago."

To be honest, this warden did save a lot of people.

I heard from Old Bu that he was also a prisoner here. Many years ago, he was sentenced to thirty years in prison for stealing birds.

Just when he was about to be released from prison, this zombie incident happened.

He was angry and relieved.

"Old Bu, who on earth is this chicken brother?"

"He's just a gangster." Old Bu gritted his teeth when he talked about this. "What Brother Ji? His real name is Zhao Ji. He was imprisoned for rape. In prison, he joined Brother Hei, who was the right-hand man of the current warden. Later, zombies happened, and the prison was controlled by the prisoners. Brother Hei's boss became the warden, so Zhao Ji also rose in status and became a small leader. People were afraid of him later."

That's what happened.

No wonder this chicken brother is so arrogant.

I gave him a kick right at the start last night, and he will definitely follow me like a dog that smells shit, looking for revenge.

kindness?

Why do my metaphors always hurt the enemy by 800 and hurt myself by 1,000?

"I tell you, he usually bullies people by taking advantage of his power. If he wasn't afraid of Brother Hei's strength, everyone would want to beat him up. Now that many people are dead, they are secretly cheering. I wonder which hero is this——"

As he said this, Old Bu glanced at me, smiled awkwardly, and the wrinkles on his face gathered together.

I am too lazy to explain, this kind of thing will only make things worse.

Seeing that I didn't respond, Lao Bu sighed:

"Alas, the government has not intervened yet. I think the outside world has been completely destroyed."

It can be said that the zombie outbreak has been going on for so many days, and no official organization has come out to rescue.

"There's a power outage outside right now, but this prison still has power. Does it have its own power generation equipment?"

"Yes, the prison has a small power plant that generates electricity by burning garbage and corpses."

"So what do you eat these days?"

"The prison also has a food processing plant and a purified water processing plant. Previously, prisoners produced the food there. Although the food doesn't taste good, it fills you up." Old Bu said, touching his hard stomach, "It's just not easy to digest."

No wonder Hong Teng has developed so well, it turns out that the place where he is is simply perfect for survival in the apocalypse.

Here, we have people, land, resources, and everything you need.

As for me, I had nothing in that crappy school, except a bunch of young people who were against me.

I suddenly thought of a question, so I asked Old Bu, "There must be surveillance cameras everywhere in the prison. If you want to know who killed someone yesterday, wouldn't you know by looking at the surveillance cameras?"