I've Come Back After Being Reborn

Text/Drunk Book Nanfei

Fang Yuan struggled in the apocalypse for seven years, but in the end he was not bitten to death by zombies, but was trapped in a collapsed cave, dying of thirst.

He was unwilling, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to seven years ago.

In the spring of seven years ago, everything had not yet started, and the world was still peaceful.

Fang Yuan flipped through the calendar, today is March 3th, 30 days before the first zombie appeared, and 30 days before the order of human society completely collapsed and the city was occupied by zombies.

in time.

This time, he will live, longer and better than anyone else.

Before his rebirth, he was unprepared for the coming of the doomsday. Like everyone else, his legs were weak from the sudden outbreak of zombies, and he survived almost by luck.

Many people have awakened their abilities, but he didn't.

Fang Yuan no longer had illusions this time, looking forward to some supernatural ability to support himself to survive. In contrast, hoarding supplies as soon as possible and building a solid fortress that can withstand the tide of zombies is the most important thing.

In the first few days, he also thought about reminding more people to be a prophet who predicted the end of the world.

However, even before the doomsday came, he was still an ordinary person, no matter what he said, he would at most be regarded as delusional.

Occasionally, there is someone who believes in him, who also believed in doomsday theory many years ago, and hoards hoarding survival supplies as a hobby. It doesn't make sense whether he reminds him or not.

As for relatives?He was originally an orphan, and his parents died unexpectedly ten years ago, leaving behind a legacy, and those relatives who planned to go bankrupt had already lost contact.

On April 4th, Fang Yuan finally started to build his own fortress in a wilderness. The inheritance and house left by his parents were exchanged for cash, with the goal of spending it all before the end.

He has chosen the location of the fortress for a long time, far away from human habitation, so there will not be too many zombies, and it is also far away from the first few outbreak points. , the air is also good.

The person who came to build the house, seeing that he is young and still has money, only considers such a strange design drawing, which is a hobby of the rich, so he didn't say much.

For the rest of the time, Fang Yuan used it to hoard supplies, from military cans, to a large amount of purified water, air filters, drinking water circulation filters, generators, solar energy, to various plant seeds, paper towels, daily necessities, Everything you need.

After the apocalypse, you won't be able to eat stinky tofu. In order to satisfy your appetite in advance, Fang Yuan ate stinky tofu for seven days in a row. After eating stinky tofu masters in the neighboring villages, they all knew him.

Fang Yuan's heart moved slightly, he almost wanted to take this master away, protect him well until the end of his life, and don't have to do anything, just make tofu.

In the end, of course I held back and abducted people to break the law.

The fortress is huge, but most of the space was used by Fang Yuan as a warehouse. After the house was built, layer after layer of railing grids were added, and countless monitoring facilities were connected to create a waiting room. The activated organs are designed to deal with people without eyes and zombies without brains.

In order to facilitate the collection of supplies after the end of the world, he went to the 4S shop and modified an armored vehicle. Not only can it adapt to various terrains, but it is also invulnerable. The space inside is large, so it is no problem to spend the night in it.

Not long after, the neighboring villages began to discuss that a rich man with a mental problem had moved into the wasteland next door.

Fang Yuan didn't take it seriously. Tomorrow was the time when the zombie made the first news. By then, more people would understand what he did.

The next day was April 4th, Fang Yuan stood guard in front of the TV, waiting for the familiar piece of news that he had ignored in his previous life. Some experts inferred that the incident was attributed to the mutated rabies virus.

However, he waited for a day, but he didn't get any familiar news. He only saw the ordinary news that a thief broke into an official's house and was arrested.

Did he remember it wrong?

Fang Yuan was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't dare to stop, and continued to prepare for the doomsday as usual.

Now that his fortress has basically taken shape, he only needs to wait for the zombies to break out in the first city, and then he will have a channel to buy body armor.

Unexpectedly, this wait was another month.

In Fang Yuan's memory, in the early morning of April 4th, zombies would invade the first-tier cities, people from all walks of life were infected, the traffic was completely paralyzed, and no one cleaned up the flesh and blood of the corpses on the streets.

And in front of him, at noon on May 5st, he was sitting in his armored car. The stars on the radio were speaking in support of the anti-pet cruelty law. Kid, thinks his car is cool.

The world is calm, and the number of casualties due to traffic accidents has not seen an increase.

Fang Yuan ignored those children, just drove back to his fortress, counted all the supplies he had hoarded, and then connected to the Internet, looking for clues in countless old news.

He did.

Not long ago, there was an inconspicuous news that a leak occurred in a biochemical laboratory, and all the infected personnel died, but their bodies disappeared without reason and have not been found yet.Only a vague black shadow was captured in the surveillance, and it was preliminarily identified as the person who stole the body.

During the monitoring, Soi Ying's figure and face were somewhat blurred, and only the blue T-shaped tattoo on the back of his hand could be used as evidence.

This news is very similar to what he remembered before his rebirth. These dead people were the original zombies. It stands to reason that their remains would disappear. The reason should be that they turned into zombies after death and went out by themselves.

In the news he saw in his previous life, there was no such suspicious shadow.

Perhaps because of the suspect, this piece of news did not arouse widespread discussion among netizens, let alone anyone out of curiosity to open up a bunch of brain holes to guess where the body went.Its popularity is mediocre, submerged in other more interesting and novel news, and the number of clicks and views is less than [-].

In the past few months, Fang Yuan has verified countless times that he is not delusional, but really remembers many things that are about to happen, except for the zombies and the doomsday, which have not been confirmed.

In the third month, Fang Yuan was completely stunned. He tried to give up his previous preparations and return to his normal life.

But these materials are enough for him to live a healthy life for a year and a half. It is easy to buy, but difficult to sell.

Just use them up first.

Halfway through May, Fang Yuan was alone, and didn't eat or use much. Instead, he got acquainted with the stinky tofu master in the neighboring village, and by the way, met the master of hot and sour noodles.

The weather started to heat up, and remembering that he forgot to stock up on ice cubes, Fang Yuan almost got used to wholesale ice cubes again.

After thinking about it, there is no sign of zombies appearing, so let's forget it first.

When returning home, Fang Yuan saw a stranger in front of his armored vehicle.

He said he was a stranger, but he looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Before the apocalypse broke out in the previous life, Fang Yuan was just a student with a small social circle. People who are familiar but can't remember now are most likely people he met after the apocalypse.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Hello," the man turned around, showing a gentle smile, looking at his face and face, raising his hands and feet, as if he was a family boy, "are you the owner of this car and this fort?"

"I am." Fang Yuan cautiously kept a distance from him, but his right hand went into his pocket, holding the self-defense weapon he used to carry with him, "What do you want?"

"I want to rent your house." When the young man opened his mouth, his voice was very sweet and elegant, and Fang Yuan began to wonder if it might be some kind of star who came to do a novelty live broadcast, "Is it okay? I can pay as much as you want, as long as you Let me stay for a while, and I promise not to interfere with your life."

"Renting a house?" Fang Yuan almost thought he heard it wrong, does his house look like a place for normal people to live in?

"You may have misunderstood something. This is not a hotel specially decorated as a theme park, but a private house where I live. And if you walk a little further, there will be a hotel in the village. Why are you looking for me?"

"It's because of some personal reasons." The young man looked up at the sky, "It's about to rain, is it convenient to come in and talk? If you confirm that you can't rent it to me, I will leave after the rain stops."

After finishing speaking, he opened his hands and made a posture similar to surrender, "You can search your body, I am not carrying any suspicious and dangerous things."

Would a normal person offer to have the other party searched in exchange for trust when placing others?

If this kind of thing happens after the end of the world, he thinks it is very normal. At that time, if people want to survive, they must not only guard against zombies, but also beware of people who snatch supplies, and people who wantonly commit crimes while the end of the day is out of order.

But right now, there's no sign of it except the weather is a little cloudy.

Fang Yuan stared into his eyes, more and more sure that he had seen this young man before he was reborn.

There was a smile in those eyes, and the tone of his speech was polite, but under the gentle appearance, there was a blood that was unique to those who had experienced life and death.

Like a person with a survival instinct, all his nerves are tense, his attention is very concentrated, and he is always on guard against danger. In this state, he is working hard and deliberately relaxing himself, trying not to be nervous, not to Go overly sharp.

It's also very similar to Fang Yuan who has just been reborn. From such a doomsday, returning to a peaceful modern society, there is nowhere to put unnecessary vigilance.

Maybe there are other reborns in this world.

"come in."

Fang Yuan finally let go, his eyes had been trained a long time ago, and with a glance, he could see that there was no place to hide anything on the young man's body. He walked in front and opened his heavily guarded door. It took more than ten minutes to get the He followed people into the hallway on the first floor.

In order to prevent accidents, every wall in Fangyuan Fortress is covered with a metal skin, which is extremely strong. The wallpaper is outside the metal. Every door is also the strongest. The modified anti-theft door, even the porch and There is also a door between the living room.

"I like your fortress." The young man put down his coat in Xuanhuan and hung it up casually, "It gives me a lot of sense of security."

"Sense of security?" Fang Yuan turned his head to look at him, making sure that he wasn't peeping at his door lock code, "Is that why you fell in love with this house?"

"Of course, to be honest, I can only sleep peacefully in an absolutely safe place." The young man pointed to his eyes, "I haven't been able to sleep well for a long time, and the dark circles under my eyes have come out."

Fang Yuan looked into his eyes, the bags under his eyes were not heavy, not to mention he couldn't see them, but the eyelashes were very long, even the lower eyelashes were slightly curled, they were a pair of charming eyes that could be a star.

Seeing that the owner of these eyes was full of anticipation, Fang Yuan didn't expose his words, but just nodded slightly, "That's it. Then you can try to see a doctor and prescribe some medicine."

"I've seen it, but those doctors don't believe me, so I can't take the medicine they prescribed."

The two walked into the living room. There were solid iron railings outside the window, and the arms couldn't get in, and the sunlight didn't get in much.

When Fang Yuan took out tea and drinks to entertain the guests, the torrential rain poured down instantly.

"It's really raining..." Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked away, "Why doesn't the doctor believe you?"

The young man took the ice-cola in his hand, as if afraid of being overheard, he suddenly lowered his voice, "I said... my insomnia is due to PTSD, not paranoia, they don't believe it."

"You mean post-traumatic stress disorder?" Fang Yuan didn't react, "What caused it?"

"You may not believe it, but PTSD is caused by the end of mankind." The young man laughed, as if he didn't care if he was regarded as a mental illness, "Now, only your fortress can give me enough sense of security. "

Fang Yuan caught a glimpse of blue in his peripheral vision, turned his head and saw the tattoo on the back of the young man's hand.

T-shaped, like some kind of strange totem, very beautiful.

"I believe."

The author has something to say: write short stories for self-entertainment