Sick Girl Doesn't Die in Zombie Simulator

Play the hero and make the audience doubt life.

Improve charisma and let the audience treat him as an idol.

Become the Holy Father and exact vengeance on the audience.

So God ushered in His shepherd's circle, and the former viewers became prisoners of the live broadcast:

"They just have to look at me to be convinced—"

The young man stood in the kingdom of heaven bathed in the holy light, and below were countless worshipers who were willing to die. He said softly:

"Be my dog."

Chapter 42 The End of the Blood Gang

"Damn it, that bitch still dares to throw stones at me! I'm so mad! She's just relying on an awakened sister to pretend to be your mother, idiot!"

In one of the VIP boxes in the bathing center, more than a dozen blood gang members gathered together, and one of them cursed loudly.

"Don't worry," soon, a man sitting on a massage chair with grimace tattoos all over his face said slowly, "I heard the news, those two girls are going to get on the highway."

"Ah? Really? They don't go to Haixin with the camp, but go to the highway?"

"These two girls really want to go on the highway?"

"Going north? There is only one expressway going north here..."

"Yes, that awakened person surnamed Lin, has been inquiring about where there is a car for sale all day today, and ordered a lot of supplies." The grimace man smiled, "They want to get on the highway, and they will fall into our hands sooner or later."

"Haha, yes, boss." The blood gang man who complained at the beginning suddenly became excited, and said with joy, "Let's go to the violent gang tomorrow! To avoid long nights and dreams."

"No, let's go tonight. When tomorrow, we will be blocked by that surnamed Lin. You know what she did at the night market tonight." The grimace man shook his head and said, "Leave tonight."

"Night? At night..."

"Are we really going to leave at night?"

"Come on, boss..."

The grimace man no longer lay in the massage chair, but sat up and raised his hand to stop their discussion.

"Leave tonight." The grimace man didn't give any room for maneuver, "She has a lot of friendship with the awakened here, and we can't fight."

"This camp itself is remote, we just go around the highway, there are not many zombies along the way, the zombies at the high speed, the convoy has almost cleaned up."

"It's almost time, let's go." The grimace man took a last look at the mechanical watch in his hand, and then stood up.

A dozen or so other members also stood up with a clatter, and everyone began to pack up the weapons and supplies left here and take them away.

What no one noticed was that their eyes were already glowing blood-red.

The blood spores that began to scatter in the room had already entered their bodies through their eyeballs and breathing.

And the instigator of all this was the member of the Blood Gang who complained the first time.

Every time he said a word, he would spit out a large number of invisible blood spores from his mouth, until the blood-red shining spores covered the entire room.

Before the hustle and bustle at the night market ended, they had already packed everything and walked towards the gate of the camp in the dark.

The camp itself didn't like gangs very much. Seeing that they were leaving late at night, the guards quickly opened the door and let the plague gods go after asking for instructions through the intercom.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, a dozen members of the Blood Gang circled the city and ran quickly towards the highway.

They ran all the way from here to the high-speed road in the wilderness, and the distance was only 5km at most.

And in order to avoid possible zombies on the road, they chose to run in the weedy fields.

But after running, their physical strength began to run out.

"Ha ha......"

"How did you run... 2000 meters... so tired..."

The doomsday is no better than before the doomsday. People who can live for five years in the doomsday, except for physical disabilities, are unlikely to be unable to run 2km.

But in fact, almost half of the people were paralyzed on the ground. Even the boss of Grimace was panting at this time, with his hands on his knees, unable to speak a word.

what's the situation......

He could feel that the energy of his body was passing away at a crazy speed.

He even felt a little cold and his lips were a little dry.

He quickly took out the water bottle and gulped down the water, but he still couldn't quench his thirst.

"I'm stupid...I'm so thirsty, I can't do it..."

"I am starving......"

The grimace man who had just finished drinking a whole bottle of water raised his head and saw a scene that shocked him.

His little brothers were all struggling weakly on the ground, their faces began to shrink and become thin.

Some people are already frantically gnawing at the soil on the ground and the supplies they are carrying, as if they haven't eaten for hundreds of years.

"what's going on......"

The grimace man knelt down trembling, but he couldn't control his body and couldn't stand up.

At the same time, a huge sense of hunger and weakness flooded his mind, making him unable to maintain a clear mind.

In the haze, he seemed to see a little brother beside him, whose face had completely collapsed, cracked in two, and the skin and flesh were still shrinking.

It was as if something was in their bodies, devouring their flesh and blood madly.

Soon, a strange synapse emerged from the brain of the boy with the cracked face.

Afterwards, countless hyphae like bloodshots began to crawl out of the cracks, and then gradually covered his entire body.

The ghost-faced man looked at the scene in front of him in horror, and everyone was too weak to scream.

They seemed to be infected with this virus at the same time.

The grimace man could only watch helplessly as his little brother became a "bump" monster in front of him.

A bunch of strange creatures wrapped in blood-colored hyphae, curled up into a ball.

The mycelium of this creature's whole body is still beating slowly and rhythmically.

He even suspected that the little brother in front of him was still alive, and the beating of the biological mycelium was the rhythm of his heart.

The little brother in front of him seemed to be completely regarded as a tool to be sucked. He was suffering extremely painful torture, but he couldn't die.

Suddenly, the grimace man's pupils dilated rapidly, and he saw the little brother in front of him, a blood-red mushroom slowly protruding from the cracked head.

On the snow-white slender stalk, there is a bright red cap that looks like it is bleeding.

This slender and slender mushroom swayed gently with the evening wind, and the blood-red spores were shaken off by it, and drifted far away with the wind.

"Uhhhhh-"

The huge and uncontrollable fear made him burst out with unparalleled strength.

But this incomparable strength was only enough to make him raise his face, pull his mouth with his hands, and let out a scream.

After the scream, a scarlet blood cell mushroom bloomed from the grimace man's mouth that was gradually tearing open.

The dozen or so people who were struggling crazily just now have all become wooden sculptures curled up in the field, covered with hyphae all over their bodies, and the blood mushrooms above their heads are swaying in the wind.

They are alive, conscious, and able to feel pain.

But now the only meaning of their life is to be swallowed by the zombies, and then the zombies will spread the spores to farther places.

Life is better than death.

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PS:

Today is only five more, sorry, buddy’s new calendar birthday today, although I didn’t find out until the last hour, but I can still play for an hour, just treat it as a one-hour vacation for me, okay~ Qiu Li Gao!

I have an appointment for a new cover, although there is only a draft now

I feel that it would be too cute to let the mask climb on the protagonist, and I feel that it can be changed into a zombie cat or something. ?

It is a strong painter who accepts the report, looking forward to ing.

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Chapter 43 Mimic Mushrooms

"Yaoyao, are you better?"

"Yaoyao, can you still hear me?"

"Yao...don't scare me..."

"You wait, I'll ask Wang Yi to show you..."

In the room of the villa, Lin Xiwan paced anxiously by the bed.

As for Lin Jiayao, she was lying on the bed, her face blushing visible to the naked eye.

For some reason, Lin Xiwan felt that Lin Jiayao had been absent-minded at the night market just now, as if she was uncomfortable.

After a while, Lin Xiwan found that Lin Jiayao was unconscious in the wheelchair, her forehead was very hot, as if she had a high fever.

No matter how she called, my sister didn't reply her, as if her consciousness had fallen into a coma.