After I Became a Zombie, My Face Is Paralyzed

Ni Youqing braved the wind and snow to return to the city, accompanied by all the people stranded in the oasis.

This year's winter is extremely cold. According to Ni Youqing, even the deep spring in the oasis is frozen.

Worried that those precious instruments would be damaged by freezing, Ni Youqing had to drag the carriage full of instruments back to Daxing before the road was completely blocked by heavy snow.

The lack of fuel resources has almost cut off central heating in Daxing. Only some communities will be heated at night, but it can only last for three to five hours.

Fortunately, there is still a small domestic boiler in the warehouse of Rong Yun's family, which is enough for them to survive the winter.

It’s just that the refugees in the outer city were in disaster. As soon as the snowstorm came, people began to freeze to death at night, or suffered from severe typhoid fever, and couldn’t afford medicine, so they could only wait to die.

In this regard, Daxing was helpless.

Municipal resources are barely used to pay salaries to employees, let alone used to relieve refugees in large numbers.

Seeing that the weather is getting worse day by day, and we have to beware of the attack of zombies, Daxing City is inevitably tainted with a sense of desolation and chill.

It's just that these seem to have little effect on Xiao Shenwei and Rong Yun.

At this time, Xiao Shenwei had a feeding bottle hanging around his neck, holding Xiaopingan in one hand, and holding a few poker cards in the other, playing cards with Tang Qiu and Ping Hanhai.

"It's a bit of a back today..."

Tang Qiu blew the note hanging on his forehead with a "poof", threw the card in his hand in the middle, and with his mouth pursed, he took out the sugar bowl from his arms and took out two pieces: "Take it." Take it away..."

The city was closed by heavy snow, and the Daxing people in Maodong had nothing to do. Playing cards, chatting and playing mahjong became a daily routine, and these few were no exception.

In order to save resources, Tang Qiu and Ping Hanhai simply moved into Rong Yun's small apartment.

Tang Qiu & Ping Hanhai: Rong Yun's cooking skills are not important, the main thing is that it is warm here.

When the knock on the door sounded, Rong Yun was coming out of the kitchen with thick white fish soup, followed by the Hanamaki with its head raised and meowing begging for food.

Hearing the sound, Rong Yun put the things in his hand on the coffee table, wiped his hands and went to open the door.

It was windy and snowy outside, and the huge snowflakes were wrapped in the wind knife, making people's faces hurt.

Ni Youqing was wrapped up like a bear, covered in snow flakes, standing outside the door in the air conditioner, with a medicine box in his hand.

"Yo, what about eating fish?"

Ni Youqing breathed into the frozen fingertips of the glove, poked his probe inside, and saw the steaming soup on the tea table.

"Come in, I'll get you a bowl."

Rong Yun turned sideways to let Guo Lu close the door, Ni Youqing took off his coat, shook the snow, and leaned over the table with a smile.

She currently lives in the headquarters of the medical station not far from here, and all living resources are allocated by the municipality.

As for the laboratory, the municipal government has already found a place and manpower, and Ni Youqing's research can continue, but live zombies cannot be brought into the city.

For these medical scientific research talents, the municipal government has never been stingy.

"The syringe and the medicine are in the box, you give him Zaha yourself."

Ni Youqing waved his hand, held the bowl to his mouth and took a sip, narrowing his eyes in satisfaction.

The fish was a freshwater fish caught from the lake in the oasis before leaving. It was big and fresh, with few bones, but it was ugly.

Tang Qiu used his chopsticks to poke the fish head with its mouth wide open, which was full of fangs, and elbowed Ping Hanhai next to him: "Hey, if you get bitten by this thing, you will be missing a piece of meat, right?"

Ping Hanhai turned his head and smiled at him, with two gleaming canine teeth: "I don't know what will happen if you are bitten by it, but if you want to know what will happen if you are bitten by me, I can satisfy you."

Tang Qiu: "...It's garlic. Brother eats fish, eats fish, ha ha ha ha ha..."

On the other end, Xiao Shenwei followed Rong Yun back to the bedroom to get an injection.

This is his last dose of medicine. After this time, he can stop taking the medicine.

It's just that the needle was stuck for a long time, and when it came out, there were some red marks on the neck.

With a flushed face, Xiao Shenwei went back to the coffee table and sat down to drink the soup. When he looked up, he made eye contact with Rong Yun who was opposite him. His ears felt hot, and he choked his throat with a mouthful of soup.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Xiao Shenwei put down the soup bowl to wipe his mouth, but when he raised his hand, the sweater tilted, revealing a circle of red bite marks on his collarbone.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet for a while.

Xiao Shenwei had two dull hairs on his head, and he was a little confused: "? What's wrong?"

"You're so grown up, can you choke on soup?"

Rong Yun embraced Xiao Shenwei, pulled his clothes up without any trace, and wiped off a little fish soup left at the corner of his mouth.

Tang Qiu: "...cough, eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

Ping Hanhai: "Mmm... the soup tastes pretty good."

Ni Youqing: "...Then what, the weather is good today, hehe."

Hanamaki squatted in front of the window, looked melancholy at the flying snow outside the window, flicked her tail and meowed.

A fire was burning in the fireplace, and the whole house was warm.

The water vapor on the window panes formed ice flakes, and through the windows, the lights of thousands of houses outside were blurred into blurred light and shadows.

Tantou was lying on his belly by the hearth, sleeping like a dead pig.

"...what's the matter?"

Ni Youqing sniffled.

Tang Qiu looked at Rong Yun.

Rong Yun was holding the bottle to feed Xiao Ping'an: "There is nothing cooked in the kitchen."

Ping Hanhai raised his hands to show his innocence: "Don't look at me, I don't smoke."

Finally Xiao Shenwei stretched out his hand and pointed: "...Don't look for it, you're confused."

The dog lying with his head facing the fireplace raised his head, smoking from his forehead: "Oh?"

I saw that the snow-white hair on the top of the head had been scorched yellow in a large area, and the center was even roasted black, braving bright red sparks.

Several people:………………

... May I ask whether to laugh directly or follow the procedure?

Ni Youqing: "...Why are you standing there? Putting out the fire!"

Tang Qiu: "Okay."

Immediately a basin of water was poured on it.

Gouzi jumped up with a scream and knocked over the coffee table: "Aw!!!!"

Ping Hanhai: "...that's boiling water!!!"

Xiao Shenwei was carrying the diaper that he was going to sterilize with hot water, looked at the turbulent soldiers and horses around him, and then at Rong Yun who was holding the child in a daze: "...how about burning it again?" Kettle of hot water?"

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Tantou was eventually shaved and became bald.

It was still afraid of that pot, so that it had to make a detour when passing by that pot.

But these are the aftermath.

At this time, these people who lived in the apartment were driving a car in the wind and snow.

Half an hour ago, the municipal government received a distress signal from the Kyoto guards. Those people were trapped by a group of zombies at the Zhouquan post on the way to Daxing. They also carried important research materials from several research institutes in Kyoto.

Because the city was closed by heavy snow, it was difficult for ordinary vehicles to travel in the half-person-thick snow, so the municipal government had to entrust it to Rong Yun, and the fuel consumption, food, and weapons were all provided by the municipal government.

The Zhouquan Outpost is located in the ruins of Zhouquan County, [-] kilometers east of Daxing City. It is a seven-story brick and stone tower, which is now abandoned.

At this time, the big car driven by Ping Hanhai was clearing the way, followed by several large off-road vehicles, heading towards Zhouquan County on the snow field.

The long convoy left an abrupt snow ditch on the snow field, extending towards the east.

Without the anti-low temperature protection of the zombie virus, Xiao Shenwei honestly put on a thick jacket, held a thermos cup with his red fingers from the cold, and squatted aside to sip hot water, which also soaked red dates and goji berries.

As a logistical medical staff, Xiao Shenwei does not need to get out of the car to fight when it is not necessary.

But this did not prevent him from planning for a rainy day and cleaning the barrel of the RPG in his arms for maintenance.

As we all know, apart from threatening human beings, small-caliber bullets are of no use to zombies unless they can smash the glands at the back of the zombie's head with one shot.

Those guys with one tendon who don't feel pain, even if their legs are cut off and half of their faces are collapsed, they can still hug your legs and bite them.

Forty kilometers is not a long way, but the bad road conditions and weather still slowed down the speed of the convoy.

When they arrived, a bunch of zombies had already densely crawled on the outer wall of the tower, trying to climb up to the top floor along the wall.

The person they were trying to save was trapped on the rooftop.

The sound of the car engine has attracted the attention of the zombies.

"How to do?"

Tang Qiu looked at the zombies rushing out of the window, and frowned.

"Run over."

Ping Hanhai clenched the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator.

"Weng—boom—"

Thick black smoke came out of the exhaust pipe, and the engine let out a deafening roar.

The car crashed into the group of zombies like a giant beast.

The cracking sound of broken bones was muffled in the thick snow, and Ping Hanhai drove the car, relying on his thick skin and big stature, to rampage through the crowd of zombies.

Xiao Shenwei set up the RPG on the window, took a cold breath and fired a cannon at the place where the zombies were densely populated, watching the zombies mixed with the snow that was blown up into fireworks.

As for the others who followed the cart, they took advantage of the cover of the cart to get out of the cart with their knives in hand and started chopping. A strong fishy smell permeated the air and was covered by the wind and snow.

Cleaning up these low-level zombies is a simple but unappetizing thing, especially when the stumps of these ugly things are mixed with gray-green and smelly blood on the windows.

Holding his breath, Xiao Shenwei fired the RPG outside, then quickly closed the window, leaned his back against the car wall and let out a breath, but couldn't hold it back, and retched.

Like a sharp sword, the convoy tore a huge hole in the crowd of zombies gathered under the tower, and soon approached under the roof.

Rong Yun took over Ping Hanhai's position, calculated the firing angle, and aimed the vehicle's muzzle at the wall stack on the edge of the roof.

"boom--"

"Clang-crack-"

There was a crisp sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and the launched claw hook dragged the thick and long iron chain and was firmly fastened to the top of the wall, building a bridge between the roof and the car.

The parked car was besieged by zombies, they were crowded and roaring on the car body.

It seemed that a strong odor visible to the naked eye poured in through the half-opened windows for the convenience of shooting.

Xiao Shenwei touched the console with red eyes (spicy) and pulled down a red joystick in Rong Yun's hand: "Get down from Lao Tzu's house!!"

"Zizizi... crackling crackling..."

The high-voltage current was instantly released, even forming a shining blue-purple arc outside the car body.

The strong smell of burning was accompanied by the stench of corpses and the sound of crackling electric arcs.

Pieces of charred zombie corpses peeled off from the outside of the carriage.

Xiao Shenwei stroked his hair that was stimulated by the electric current, and glanced out the window.

Xiao Shenwei: ...Forget it, I don't want to eat barbecue today.

Twenty minutes later, under the cover of everyone, the 10 people trapped on the roof were successfully rescued through claw chains, entered the carriage, turned around and left along the way they came.

The convoy stepped on the gas pedal in front and ran desperately, and a large group of zombies chased after them desperately.

The people from Kyoto who came in were all slumped on the ground, as if they couldn't catch their breath, staring blankly through the car window at the group of zombies chasing after eating exhaust gas.

"Sit tight—"

A low shout came from Ping Hanhai in front of him.

Rong Yun subconsciously helped the only armrest beside him, and Xiao Shenwei helped Rong Yun.

Tang Qiu turned around and silently hugged the back of the driver's seat tightly.

The engine roared.

A violent dizziness came, and the people who were not sitting still in the carriage were instantly thrown to the left side of the carriage by a force, and they were crowded into a pile.

The huge car body drew a beautiful arc in the snow field, and the buttocks of the car scattered the small zombies clenched behind them.

Then the dragon flicked its tail again, and the drift accelerated twice, leaving the group of zombies far behind.

The man from Kyoto in the carriage was holding the car window, half-opening his mouth and watching the group of zombies gradually disappearing until they disappeared. He turned his head and gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you drive fast, where did you get your driver's license?"

Ping Hanhai lit a cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, and his eyes were a little blurred: "Forbidden City Driving School, have you heard of it?"

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Once upon a time, an author bought a ticket to go home in the early morning of the 13th, so she wandered around the station on the afternoon of the 13th, and finally stayed up until 11:59 in the evening.

Then she watched as the date relentlessly changed to 0 at 00:14.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

That's right, the idiot author is me.

Sorry for being late.

I planned to update it after returning home from the holiday after the exam, but I fell seriously ill as soon as I got home, and I was discharged from the hospital after hanging up the water for five days.

Finally, I didn't spend the New Year in the hospital.

I'm too difficult.

Recently, the virus in Wuhan is a bit serious and spreading. Everyone must wear a mask when going out. Don’t go out unless you can. Pay attention to ventilation at home.