Doomsday Killing Frenzy

What does death really mean?Is it the decay of the body, the dissipation of the soul, or the eternal farewell?

Mo Mo Nian hugged Tang Kezhi's body, feeling the temperature of the person in his arms recede little by little, the breath disappeared little by little, and finally became cold and stiff, like a lifeless stone statue.

Tang Kezhi was already very thin at this time, his chin was so sharp that he couldn't see any flesh. When he left, his expression was very serene, like a person who had been sleepy for a long time and finally fell asleep. His face was full of sadness. satisfaction.

"Zhang Yuhong." When Mo Mo Nian felt the physical changes of the person in his arms, he was very calm. He said directly to Zhang Yuhong who had been guarding the door: "Prepare me a baby as quickly as possible." A bed of ice."

"...Yes, Boss." Knowing about Tang Kezhi, Zhang Yuhong quickly understood what the meaning of the silent year was. He looked into the room through the window worriedly, and was a little worried that Tang Kezhi's death would not happen. What radical behavior will Silent Year make.

"Don't worry." After a long silence, Mo Nian slowly closed his eyes: "I'm fine."

Hearing what Shen Mo Nian said, Zhang Yuhong became even more worried.If Shen Mo Nian was crying like a normal person at this moment, he might not be so worried. However, considering Mo Mo Nian's character, Zhang Yuhong also knew that his boss would definitely not be able to do anything too gaffe.

Having already guessed what Shen Mo Nian wanted to do with the ice bed, Zhang Yuhong felt a strong sense of unease in his heart.

Mo Mo Nian stretched out his hands to stroke Tang Kezhi's soft hair, closed eyes, pale lips, slender neck... and chest that has no ups and downs.

Then he kissed Tang Kezhi's chin, and then kissed the top of Tang Kezhi's head.

It stands to reason that stubborn people should have relatively hard hair, but Tang Kezhi has hair that is too soft for such a temperament.He also loves cleanliness, even when he has no strength, he still insists on washing his hair once every two days.What poured into the nostrils of Silent Nian was Tang Kezhi's smell, a bit like the grass wetted by the rain after the rain, and one couldn't help but get close to it. But at this time, this smell did not bring any joy to Silent Nian.

Although it was winter, Tang Kezhi was only wearing a sweater because there was a stove burning in the house. His body was not as well-proportioned as before, but looked a little skinny.

But even with such a body, it is still full of attraction to Silent Nian. Silent Nian has hickey marks on Tang Kezhi's chest one after another, like a pilgrim, so pious that people want to cry.

"Hmm." As if a sigh came from the depths of his body, Mo Mo Nian suddenly stopped his movements, and he raised his head to look at the motionless Tang Kezhi, his eyes revealing a kind of intense pain.

That kind of pain is like pulling out a person's bones from the body, and then crushing them bit by bit, along with the fuzzy flesh and blood, and then pouring them down gulp by gulp.

Silence Nian's body suddenly twitched, like an emergency mechanism produced by his body because he couldn't stand the severe pain.

"Boss...the ice bed is ready." Not long after, Zhang Yuhong whispered outside the door. In fact, they had already started preparing those things. It's all clear... Tang Kezhi obviously won't live long.Zhang Yuhong didn't know how much Tang Kezhi's death would hit Mo Mo Nian, but he had already prepared for the worst.

"En." Mo Mo Nian tidied up Tang Kezhi's clothes, then hugged Tang Kezhi horizontally, and opened the door: "Take me there."

The ice bed prepared by Zhang Yuhong was in a stone room. The ice bed was made by a special person, so it looked very delicate, even more beautiful than the bed Tang Kezhi slept on before his death.

Silence Nian put Tang Kezhi on the bed gently, and then said to Zhang Yuhong without looking back: "Build an identical ice bed in Tang Kezhi's original room, and go to the human side to find the best antiseptic. Potion."

"...Boss..." Zhang Yuhong didn't expect Mo Mo Nian to make such a decision in the end, he was stunned, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "Boss...don't be like this..."

"How is it?" Mo Mo Nian turned his head to look at Zhang Yuhong, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at something lifeless: "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." Zhang Yuhong swallowed the words wisely, he clenched his fists and said, "I'll go get ready now."

Mo Mo Nian watched Zhang Yuhong leave expressionlessly—he was now very sure that if Zhang Yuhong said what he wanted to say, he would kill Zhang Yuhong just like that.

Cold blooded, right?Mo Mo Nian looked at Tang Kezhi lying on the ice bed, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. For some reason, he is very calm now, very calm, without any desire to explode, he thought... If Tang Kezhi If he keeps sleeping like this, then it seems like a good thing for him to keep guarding him.

When facing the death of the one you love the most, it is easy to cry, because of sadness, tears flow out.And the grief in my heart seems to be relieved with the uninterrupted tears.

Watching the burial of a loved one may also be a heart-breaking thing.But since there is no chance to meet each other, one day someone will find that the face of the person who swore not to forget at the beginning has become blurred with the passage of time.

But the Silent Year did not.He doesn't cry because he doesn't think there is anything to cry about. If Tang Kezhi wakes up after he cries, then he is willing to cry and blind himself. He doesn't bury Tang Kezhi in the ground because he doesn't want to forget Tang Kezhi... Forget Tang Kezhi's face, and don't want to forget Tang Kezhi's memory.He would rather just look at Tang Kezhi's lifeless body, repeating that desperate memory over and over again.

Some people will choose to bandage when they are injured, because the wound is too painful, and they may die if they keep bleeding.And some people are injured, but they will pull a knife on the wound again, because he is strong enough, even if he bleeds all the time, he can live without hindrance. people.

The silent year was the latter, he decided the moment he watched Tang Kezhi lose his breath - he would never give up on Tang Kezhi, even if he was the god of death, he would not try to take Tang Kezhi away from him.

Outside the house is a white snow scene, and inside the house is a cold ice bed. Silent Nian sits on the ground, quietly looking at Tang Kezhi on the ice bed, like a stone Buddha statue.

The ice bed in Tang Kezhi's house was ready in three days. From the day Tang Kezhi made the ice bed, Mo Mo Nian moved his residence in.

Zhang Yuhong, who had witnessed all this, felt hairy on his back. He looked at the silent year's movements and expressions as usual, but inexplicably felt that the silent year was no longer the silent year...even if it wasn't for the familiar threat... Under pressure, Zhang Yuhong even began to wonder if there were other zombies wearing the skin of his boss.

Ever since Tang Kezhi left this world, Silent Nian seldom smiled. In the past, he might have joked a little with his subordinates, but now he can only be described as serious.

In the spring of the year Tang Kezhi died, another war broke out between the zombies under Mo Mo Nian and the humans led by Zhuang Bietian.Knowing the news of Tang Kezhi's death, Zhuang Bietian did not soften his heart this time. He directly used a large-scale biochemical weapon against the zombie base under the command of Mo Mo Nian—of course, he avoided the place where Tang Kezhi was.

That biochemical weapon is a weird fungus with extremely strong reproductive ability. It can lurk in the zombie's body for nearly three months, and then burst out suddenly, completely destroying the zombie's body.

But the only disadvantage of this weapon is that human beings can also become the source of parasites.

Zhuang Bietian was not a sunny person in the first place. Tang Kezhi's death completely brought out the dark side of his character. He was originally a zombie and didn't care about the life and death of human beings at all. It is to vent the anger in my heart.

Silent Year was not lenient this time either. He directly sent his men to infiltrate a large base at the core of human beings, and infected one-fifth of the people in that base in just one night.

The war between the Silent Nian and Zhuang Bietian continued until a certain morning in autumn. The Silent Nian who came out of Tang Kezhi's room went to see the only relic left by Tang Kezhi as usual—the tree that had already grown branches and leaves. lush apple trees.

However, when he saw that the top of the apple tree was covered with apples in just one night, Mo Mo Nian felt something hard in his chest melt. He picked all the apples by himself and sent a bunch of apples to Zhuang Bietian. basket, and distributed the rest to the female zombies in the base.

The silent year never forgot Tang Kezhi's words - Tang Kezhi said that these apples can make zombies have the ability to reproduce.

Zhuang Bietian, who received the apples, retreated with gold. At this time, he was in a state of prosperity in the human world. He looked at the apples sent by the silent year, picked them up without washing them, took a bite, and then chewed and swallowed.

Is this the apple left by Tang Kezhi?It's sweet, crunchy, and flavorful, bringing back memories of days that weren't too pleasant but are sorely missed.

Zhuang Bietian thought, if Tang Kezhi hadn't been sick, what would his relationship with Shen Mo Nian be like?It certainly won't be as tense as it is now, but it certainly can't be said how harmonious it is.

Zhuang Bietian propped his chin, with a chilling smile on his face... No matter how harmless his expression was in front of Tang Kezhi, Zhuang Bietian was a reborn person, and now, he was firmly holding Dominion over most of humanity.

If such a person is said to have no city mansion, no one will believe him.

But Zhuang Bietian doesn't care what other people think. What he cares about... doesn't exist anymore.

Throwing the apple core in his hand into the trash basket, Zhuang Bietian said to the man standing behind him with his head bowed: "Tell them to take back the things. Everything they do now...is meaningless."