The real big guys are those with connections in the eyes of the system!

The familiar Q city license plate cars are back on the road.

This time they had no destination, they just drove to see the scenery wherever the car went.

They ran in the wilderness, fished in the stream, explored in the jungle... did whatever interested them, and were as leisurely as if they had never entered the end of the world.

Someone who happened to pass by saw how comfortable they were living, but before they could even feel jealous, they were chased by zombies.

But the zombies will not attack Yiqing and others.

Even when they passed by each other, it was as if they did not exist.

This reminded Yiqing of the zombies they encountered on the way to the southern base when they first arrived. At that time, they were still grateful for their good luck. Although they always encountered zombies, their numbers were not large and it was easy to deal with them.

Looking back now, I realize that it was just a cover-up by someone to avoid his or her identity being discovered.

Memories always make people bend their lips unconsciously. Yiqing's gentle eyes fell on Huahua and asked, "Where else do you want to go?"

Huahua tilted her head and thought for a while, "Let's go watch the sunrise."

Yiqing and Chen Hang had no objection.

They parked their car at the foot of the mountain and then climbed the mountain overnight.

The night blurred the world, and unknown insects were immersed in their own singing. In such a unique atmosphere, Huahua suddenly began to tell her own story.

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My name is Huahua.

This is my nickname.

As for my name... well, it's been so long that I can't remember it anymore.

But I remember that I once had a happy family. My parents loved me very much and they would give me whatever I wanted to eat or play.

One time, our family of three went out to play and we had a car accident.

Mom, Dad, and I are all dead.

But I don't think I'm dead yet.

Because after the severe pain and darkness, what I saw when I opened my eyes again was a desolate and terrifying world.

There are no flowers, trees, or tall buildings inside, and the color tone is almost gray.

In such a lifeless place, the only things that moved were not really living things - they had facial features similar to those of adults, but their skin was purple, a color that normal people would not have.

They have green faces and fangs, and look hideous.

I was so scared that I ran away everywhere. The only name I could think of to describe them was -

monster!

But before long, I found that I had the same long teeth as them.

Although the skin did not turn purple, the snow-white arms were completely different from my previous dark and yellow appearance.

My hands suddenly felt so strange.

I'm scared.

I started crying, I started shouting.

But no one comforted me.

No one even responded to me.

The monsters ignored me.

They are so strange. They have heads, but it seems like there is no brain inside and they can't think.

All day long, he just wanders around in a weird posture, without any other reaction, let alone paying any attention to me.

Gradually, I began to accept the fact that I had become a monster.

——There’s nothing I can do if I don’t accept it. I can’t change back anyway.

Life in that world is so lonely.

I once thought I would become a little lunatic, but unexpectedly I turned into a big monster.

Is this what it means to grow up?

Growing up is not at all as good as mom and dad said.

They are lying!

I'm a little angry.

I want to hit people. No, I want to hit monsters.

Then something strange happened.

The two monsters roaming in front of me suddenly started fighting.

Are they alive?

I should have been scared, but for some reason, I felt indescribably excited.

I tried to talk to them and them.

They ignored me.

I didn't believe it, so I suddenly reached out and hit one of them on the head.

Damn it, even his head was tilted, but he still ignored me!

I had to accept that they didn't make it out alive.

Why fight if you're not alive? It's so annoying!

I really want to beat them up.

Of course this is just a thought.

But they were still beaten.

——Besieged by other passing monsters.

what?

I seem to have accidentally gained the ability to control other monsters.

The peaceful life was briefly stirred up by a small splash.

But over the long years, such tiny splashes will soon return to calm.

Loneliness and solitude are the main colors of this world.

I've actually kind of resigned myself to my fate.

But that day, a ball of white light suddenly appeared.

I seemed to feel the wind, and there were many strange yet familiar scents in it.

It must be an illusion.

There is no way there is wind in this world.

But those monsters that were originally wandering around in disorder suddenly rushed towards the white light.

I saw their figures approach the white light and then disappear.

—Like there was a door there.

And they walked from one side of the door to the other.

Monsters can't talk.

But for the first time, I felt their emotions.

They smelled food and were hungry for it.

Could it be that on the other side of the light, there is food for the monsters?

In the haziness, the feeling of wind blowing came again.

I suddenly had a premonition of something, so I pushed aside the monsters in front of me and stepped into the aperture...

Same as I guessed.

The other side of the aperture is the world that I have missed for a long time, but thought I would never be able to return to in this lifetime.

There was noise and bustle there, not just dead silence.

It's colorful there, not just gray and white.

I should be happy to be back in this familiar yet strange world, but in reality I just feel dazed.

I suddenly felt a little scared.

Afraid that everything before my eyes is just a dream.

I was looking around in panic, and suddenly I saw my own figure reflected on the transparent glass wall of the shop over there.

I have no fangs on my face and I look smaller.

It doesn't look like a big monster at all, but more like my original appearance.

I couldn't help but look back, and the circle of light had disappeared.

The monsters that were previously crowding around in front of the aperture did not appear next to me.

Was everything that happened before really just a dream?

A very real nightmare?

Should I feel happy?

But I stayed in a place like that for too long and I forgot how to laugh.

For some reason I felt like crying.

But my eyes were dry and not a single tear could come out.

I'm a little frustrated.

So I stood there for a long time.

Later I figured it out.

So what if I forget? I can learn it again.

There happened to be a little girl about the same height as me walking on the street, so I secretly followed her and learned.

Crying, laughing, and making noise are actually not that difficult.

Anyway, through the reflection in the glass, I can be sure that I learned it well.

It's exactly like her!

The only difference is that when I curled the corners of my mouth, I didn’t actually feel happy in my heart, but rather I had no emotion at all.

No joy, no sadness.

Why is this happening?

I have been standing here for a long time, why do I still feel that the world before my eyes is not real at all?

I tried to find the answer, but unfortunately without success.

Until one day, people nearby suddenly started shouting, "There are zombies!"

"Zombies are coming! Everyone run!"

What are zombies?

Why do they all look so scared?

I turned around slowly, and what I saw were the monsters that I was very familiar with.

【Stop.】

I silently gave them this order in my mind, and the monsters' movements slowed down immediately, so a person who was almost bitten by them escaped.

At that moment, my heart, which had been floating around like a rootless duckweed, seemed to suddenly settle down.

This world finally feels real to me.

It turns out that I am still a monster.

Although it doesn't look like a big monster, it is still the most special monster among that group of monsters.

The rooms around me were empty, so I walked in and found the TV was still on.

There were cartoons playing on TV. Although I couldn't call out the names of the characters, their looks seemed so familiar to me.

I watched it in front of TV for a long time, and slowly I remembered many things that happened a long time ago.

It was only after working on the big monster that I began to have a different view of the scenes inside.

In fact, I don’t like the look of a monster that I am, so I pretend that I am still the same as before and find everything new to me.

Later, there were more and more monsters in the city, or zombies as people called them.

The city lost power and the TV became a black square that could never be turned on again.

I came out of the house and suddenly didn't know where to go.

At this time, a group of people came to the town, clamoring for supplies.

I hid nearby and didn't say anything, so I wasn't noticed at first.

But then an old man spotted me and gave me a weird smile...