This zombie looks different

"Bang!"

The dull impact sound suddenly spread in the cemetery-like silence, which startled Zhong Qiuchen.

Zhong Qiuchen's black eyes quickly swept towards the direction of the sound, and he saw clearly the source of the noise in an instant. Then his tense nerves and body slowly relaxed, and he turned his head and continued to stare at the big iron bucket in front of him, which was a head taller than him.

When the gasoline in the hose stopped, the keg that Zhong Qiuchen brought was only [-]% full.

This is the last gas in the entire gas station and even in the vicinity.

Zhong Qiuchen pursed his pale lips slightly due to lack of nutrition, and he reached out unwillingly to embrace the super large iron drum in front of him where gasoline was stored.

The iron bucket is very big, more than two meters high, at least five or six hundred catties, and it is difficult for ordinary people to carry it, let alone move it, but the iron bucket slowly lifted off the ground under Zhong Qiuchen's movements.

However, the big iron bucket was already empty, even though he held the iron bucket and shook it for a long time, he still couldn't pour out a drop of gasoline.

Reluctantly putting down the big iron bucket, Zhong Qiuchen looked back at the zombie who was banging against the wall and making muffled noises, slowly took a deep breath, and had no choice but to carry his small bucket and start moving.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Wow... Ka..." After bumping into each other for a long time, he still couldn't knock the wall in front of him away, and the zombie with slanted shoulders and limping legs violently quarreled with the wall in front of him, which was very annoying. He was impolite if the wall didn't move away.

He yelled so fiercely that he attracted other zombies near the gas station.

After the other zombies who followed the sound found that there was no food here, they started to walk around in small steps with dull brains, looking lively.

Zhong Qiuchen avoids them, all his attention is on the barrel, this is his last gasoline, he will have to cut off the power when he runs out, once the power is off, the pile of old electrical appliances in his house are waiting to be fed...

Thinking of this, Zhong Qiuchen's pretty eyebrows were all wrinkled.

Just as his mind was wandering, he almost bumped into something.

Zhong Qiuchen instinctively held his breath and turned his head to look sideways. This city was already a dead city, and there was only one thing in the city that could move except him.

"Ah..."

A zombie whose half of the body was crushed by something, but was "alive" because its head was still intact, was looking at him with green and white rotten eyes. surprise.

Looking at each other, Zhong Qiuchen's Adam's apple slipped uncontrollably, his scalp was numb, and his face, which was already pale due to lack of nutrition, became even paler.

In the next moment, he imitated the other party and made an unclear voice, "Ahhh..."

"Aww... ah..."

"Aww... ah..."

Zhong Qiuchen lowered his voice and tried his best to imitate.

Different from the voice of the zombies, his voice has departed from the clear, deep and soft voice of a teenager, and it also has a rusty and hoarse voice that has not spoken for a long time. He is out of place in the crowd of zombies and is different from "the crowd".

"Ah... woo..." After making another series of unclear voices to Zhong Qiuchen, the zombie seemed to be tired of chattering at last, and turned to the zombie who was arguing with the wall, wanting to watch the excitement.

When the zombie walked away, when Zhong Qiuchen let out a breath, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Fortunately, these zombies are slow in their movements and their brains are not good. They just rely on their instincts to move, otherwise he would not be able to deceive them at all. The weird growl after a hole in the throat is not imitated by normal people.

Leaving the gas station and coming to the wide national road next to it, Zhong Qiuchen looked back at the gas station where there were more and more zombies behind him, making sure that those zombies hadn't followed, then changed his previous gentle and weird zombie walk, and quickly walked through the streets full of zombies. The national road of abandoned vehicles and sundries goes to the opposite side.

After crossing the national highway and walking forward for 5 minutes, there is a parking lot.

The parking lot is very large, shared by nearby shopping malls and several big companies. It can park hundreds of cars. It looks even more spectacular.

He came here not in mid-autumn morning to appreciate the spectacular view of gold everywhere in the evening, but because an underground warehouse in the corner of the parking lot was his shelter.

The warehouse is more than 80 square meters. It is a warehouse in a nearby shopping mall. The things inside were looted at the beginning of the virus outbreak, but the warehouse has done a good job of anti-theft measures. It can't be broken at all.

Zhong Qiuchen was lying here when he woke up from a coma five years ago. At that time, zombies were rampant in the city, so he could only look for a safe house nearby.It is also thanks to this warehouse that he can survive until now.

Carrying the oil drum to the door, Zhong Qiuchen turned his head to look around and made sure that there were no zombies, then he pulled open the iron door bolt wrapped in the car seat leather to prevent sound, and went in with the oil drum.

After locking the door, Zhong Qiuchen let out a long breath.

Although in the past five years, he had already determined that as long as he didn't make too much noise or make abnormal actions, those zombies would not notice him, but dealing with those zombies at close range still made his palms sweat and hair stand on end.

After a short rest, Zhong Qiuchen immediately carried the oil barrel towards the generator in the warehouse, wanting to finish the work before it was dark.

Zombies have a certain phototaxis, so they go to bed early and don't turn on the lights unless necessary at night.

Most of the basement is buried deep underground, and the lighting can only rely on a small row of palm-wide lighting glass on the roof. The almost milky white glass is old and full of dust, making the lighting conditions of the warehouse extremely harsh.

It's not that Zhong Qiuchen didn't think about breaking the glass, but in the end he gave up because he doesn't have a heater in winter.

Hearing the sound of gasoline being poured into the oil tank of the generator, Zhong Qiuchen was thinking about how to save electricity in the future, when his hand holding the barrel shook, black liquid flowed out of the oil tank.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud noise in the distance.

Zhong Qiuchen looked up, the voice seemed to be coming from the gas station, and it seemed to be further away.

He hadn't heard such a loud noise for many years. The sound would attract zombies, and no one wanted to provoke that thing. What's more, the city had no other living things except him, and it was already a dead city.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhong Qiuchen withdrew his attention.

It is estimated that the zombie who slammed into the wall just now really fought with the wall, or else it fought with other zombies watching the fun.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, those zombies can no longer be said to be alive, they can't think at all, they can only act on instinct and wander aimlessly.

Sometimes when they bump into things, they think that the other party is deliberately trying to make things difficult for them, so that they "fight" with those things that are hit, and those things that are hit often include but are not limited to walls, pillars, abandoned cars, etc...

After pouring all the oil into the generator tank, Zhong Qiuchen walked to the door with the bucket full of gasoline, making sure there were no zombies outside, he opened the door and went out.He was going to put the barrel outside, the smell of gasoline was too strong.

Not far from the right side of the warehouse is the ground floor lobby of a large company. It is very spacious, and there are all kinds of messy things that Zhong Qiuchen picked up from outside in the past five years.

The glass door of the hall was broken all over the floor, it was drafty on three sides, and couldn't be locked, Zhong Qiuchen didn't care, he wanted someone to steal his things, at least this way he knew that there were other living people in this world, not just him.

After putting the bucket away, Zhong Qiuchen was about to turn around when the loud noise came again.

This time the sound was much louder than before, like thunder on the ground, like a bomb exploding, deafening, the ground trembled, and the glass on the floor of the hall shattered due to the aftermath.

Zhong Qiuchen took two steps forward to the door and looked in the direction of the sound. From his perspective, he could only see endless buildings.

He could still think that the previous sound was made by zombies, but this sound was obviously wrong.

Zhong Qiuchen's Adam's apple slipped, and his pupils shrank slightly. There should be no second living person in this city. He had already confirmed it...

Zhong Qiuchen endured the turmoil in his heart and headed towards the warehouse. There are no other living people in this city!

Entering the door, closing it, and opening it again two seconds later, Zhong Qiuchen came out quickly.

Before he took two steps, he went back and took a fire axe, homemade bow and arrow, rope, and a thick-backed watermelon knife from behind the door, and then quickly ran towards the direction of the sound .

He was only 14 years old when the virus broke out. After the virus broke out, there was a shortage of supplies. At the age when he was most in need of nutritional supplements, he was starving once a day or even every two days. But even so, his body grew to about 1.7 meters [-]. .

This height allows him to carry an ax that weighs less than fifty catties without too much effort, but his too thin and thin figure and his overly beautiful facial features set off by his pale skin make him stand in harmony with the dilapidated everything around him and his body. That heavy weapon was out of place, even weird, like a ghost in a dead city.

Ignoring his own reflection on the side glass, Zhong Qiuchen accelerated again.

This is the center of the city. Before the virus outbreak, the population was densely populated. After the virus outbreak, zombies were everywhere. With such a loud sound, it would take less than 5 minutes for the other side to be surrounded by zombies.

Just after walking out of the parking lot, Zhong Qiuchen saw a zombie moving towards that.

Avoiding the staggering zombies, Zhong Qiuchen quickly came to the side of the national road.

The national road has been occupied by zombies, and hundreds of zombies are crossing the national road following the sound.

Zhong Qiuchen looked at those zombies with filthy carrion and strange shapes from a distance, and his scalp felt numb. Even if this is the case here, there may be even more zombies everywhere at the source of the sound.

Although those zombies seem to "see" him, it doesn't mean that he has the courage to go to the hundreds of thousands of zombies and dance to death, and who knows if all the zombies can't see him?

What if some zombies can recognize him as a fake?

Zhong Qiuchen hesitated, and lived alone in this dangerous dead city for five years. Panic, despair, and loneliness had already eroded into his soul. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't said a complete sentence. He even doubted Will he still speak.

If he can find another living person, even if the other person is a lunatic and fool, as long as he can talk to him, he will be happy, but...

After hesitating, Zhong Qiuchen still chose a place with few people, gritted his teeth and followed the example of other zombies, and walked slowly towards the opposite side of the national road.

"Woo... ah..." Zhong Qiuchen hadn't gone far, when a zombie suddenly stopped and babbled at him not far away.

Zhong Qiuchen's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.He slowed down stiffly, raised his hand without the ax tremblingly, and imitated the zombie's babbling response, "Woo... ah..."

"Yeah..." Responded, the zombie showed a weird expression, as if he was very happy.

Zhong Qiuchen was stunned for a moment, a sneaky creepy feeling rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, but soon he was relieved, the zombie's face was bruised and his facial features were all dislocated, how could he laugh?He must have been wrong.

After saying "hello", Zhong Qiuchen held his breath and observed for a while, and made sure that the zombie didn't come, so he hurriedly walked forward with trembling three steps and five steps trembling.

There are more and more zombies on the national highway, and it is not easy to stay for a long time.

Looking at the back of Zhong Qiuchen leaving, the zombie who had just greeted Zhong Qiuchen opened his mouth covered in blue-black dirt, and let out a low-pitched roar with unknown meaning from his throat, as if he was extremely excited.

Before he could recover from the excitement, the moment Zhong Qiuchen left the national highway and turned into the alleyway, the other zombies on the national highway who were slowly moving towards the opposite side suddenly turned their heads to look at him, their pairs were either swollen or pale The rotten eyes changed from the usual sluggishness, and the eyes were full of anger and jealousy.

"Hmm..." Fear appeared in the eyes of the zombie who was still happy just now.

"Yeah——" A zombie who was a lot taller than the other zombies changed the dullness and slowness that Zhong Qiuchen knew that zombies should have, and moved behind him at a very fast speed. His whole head was screwed off.

The headless corpse fell down, and several nearby zombies quickly jumped on it, and soon there was only a pile of black and foul-smelling liquid left on the ground.

"Roar!" The tall zombie looked threateningly at the other zombies around him, his eyes were fierce and full of anger.

This is what happens if you don't follow the rules!

He had been in the team for almost a year before he was finally qualified to pass by "Wang"'s field once. If Wang hadn't come out by himself just in time for him to meet him, he wouldn't even have the right to take a look at Wang.