Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Hiss..."

Looking at this message, Zuo Yang was stunned.

Because, he did have a crush on the most fashionable and young English teacher during adolescence.

Once upon a time, he even fantasized about finding an English teacher to date after graduating from college.

"This... can he know it?"

"This is what I think in my heart!"

"Hacking my account won't steal my heart, right?"

"Could it be... he is the real me in the past?"

As Zuo Yang was puzzled, the message was pushed again.

[There is no regret medicine in the world: I will say it again, there must be right and wrong in it! The reason why you are an orphan is that your parents had a car accident. When you were in college, one of your roommates snored. ]

"No!"

"I worked part-time in the staff dormitory at night when I was in college."

"But he is right, my parents did have a car accident."

"Ding Dong~Ding Dong~"

Next, the message kept popping up.

Almost every two or three messages, one of them was right.

This made Zuo Yang more and more suspicious that the other party was really himself.

"Could it be... this is really me in the past?"

"My memory has been tampered with?"

"I am not the real me now?"

"Is this world fake?"

Zuo Yang held the phone and stood there in a daze.

After a long time!

He asked back.

[Zuo Yang: You said my world is fake. Then... how can I be sure it is fake? How can I escape? ]

[There is no regret medicine in the world: You said you want to find seven doors. You can try to explore the world and open the door with numbers. ]

"Hiss..."

"This..."

Zuo Yang's eyes unconsciously looked at his own security door.

"05".

A dark number was on the door.

Zuo Yang instinctively thought that it was the serial number arranged when the door was born.

Just as he was about to take a step forward and tentatively open the door.

In his heart, he couldn't help but think of the warning of the protective suit personnel.

[There are zombies! 】

With his hand on the door handle, Zuo Yang thought, "I'll just open the door and take a look, should it be okay?"

However!

When this idea came to mind.

"Squeak~"

The TV flashed with snowflakes and announced a piece of news.

[Important news! Important news! ]

[More than a dozen patients have been found infected in Linjiang Community of our city. Due to the thick fog effect, more infected people cannot be observed. Please don't go out! Don't go out! ]

"Roar~~"

With this broadcast, a roar seemed to be faintly heard in the thick fog outside the house.

"Damn!"

"Who dares to go out?"

Zuo Yang was startled, and the big hand on the door handle was immediately retracted.

He is just an otaku, what can he do?

Doubt the authenticity of this world?

If there are zombies outside, he would rather believe that the self who wants to go out by himself is a liar who guessed his experience by big data.

"I'm not going out! I'm not going out!"

"I don't care who I am!"

Zuo Yang returned to the small bedroom.

It was cramped but warm, small but comfortable.

This was the feeling he got from this place.

Compared to the outside, this place was like a paradise.

Who wouldn't want to sink into this?

Lying on the bed, the phone sent another message a little later.

[There is no regret medicine in the world: What's going on? Have you found any clues? ]

[Zuo Yang: Find a fart! Do you know? I have a zombie virus here, how dare I go out? ]

[There is no regret medicine in the world: Zombies? Isn't it weird? ]

[Zuo Yang: It's a zombie! I heard it all! ]

[There is no regret medicine in the world: Ah... You shouldn't be afraid of zombies, right? You should be a ghost tamer now, anyway? You have extraordinary powers, why are you afraid of that thing? ]

[Zuo Yang: I don't care! You are a psychopath! I don't care who I am! Anyway, I won't go out! 】

【There is no regret medicine in the world: That is to say, your ability has also been forgotten and tampered with... You... You look around on your body, you should have brought an incense burner. That thing, even weird things are scary, maybe... it's useful? 】

"Incense burner?"

Zuo Yang looked at the information and touched his body.

Hey!

Don't say, he really took out a purple-green incense burner from his chest.

"Really?"

"Why did I carry this with me?"

"Could it be... that thing is really useful?"

Zuo Yang played with the incense burner, but the incense burner did not respond.

He tried to walk towards the door again.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

This time, there was a rapid clapping sound at the door!

"Help! Help!!!"

It was a panicked woman's cry for help!

Zuo Yang looked through the cat's eye and saw a woman wearing a protective suit, but the upper half of the clothes had been torn open, revealing her snow-white skin.

Her face was full ofBlood, looking behind nervously, banging on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

"What...what happened?"

Zuo Yang asked outside the door, and the woman's face lit up when she heard the voice.

"Open the door! There are zombies outside!"

"Roar~Roar~"

Accompanied by the woman's screams, a terrifying voice came from the thick fog in the distance.

"Open the door! Please!"

"Oh~Oh~"

He hurriedly wanted to open the door, but Zuo Yang paused for no reason.

No!

Am I...a good person with this personality?

He paused suspiciously, and his eyes narrowed.

Then, he asked vigilantly: "Are you...hurried?"

"Ah?"

"No! No!"

"Open the door first! At worst, you can tie me up after I go in!"

Seeing the woman say this, Zuo Yang opened the door.

"Plop~"

A burst of fragrance and softness entered the body, and the door closed again.

Zuo Yang looked at the woman in his arms. Her small body was not as high as his shoulders, but she was surprisingly well-proportioned.

She kept trembling and huddled in Zuo Yang's chest.

"Alright!"

"I don't have time to pity you. I need to confirm whether you have been scratched by zombies and infected with the virus!"

Zuo Yang pushed the woman away coldly.

The woman nodded and took off her protective suit.

Even under the protective suit, her body was covered with black and red blood coagulation, as if she had experienced some kind of massacre.

"You... go to the bathroom and wash, I'll wait for you!"

Zuo Yang squinted for a while, but didn't see anything.

He led the woman to the bathroom door and waited.

After the "splashing" sound of the shower.

A woman with white skin and exquisite figure came out with wet long hair.

She lowered her head and covered her chest.

The water moisturized her skin and made it glow. She came out wearing only underwear, and her whole body was white and shiny.

"Do you need to check your breasts?"

The woman covered her chest weakly. Zuo Yang looked at her intact bra and shook his head.

"No need!"

"You have no wounds on your body, and your bra is also intact. There is no possibility of scratches there."

"Tell me, what did you go through?"

"Ah!"

As soon as she asked this, the woman's face panicked, as if she remembered something bad.

"I...I..."

"I came to Linping Community to find my mother..."

"As a result...As a result, I saw a bunch of people biting each other at the door!"

"The police also came, shooting at the zombies in panic, and the blood dyed the fog red!"

"I was chased by a zombie, and in a panic, I passed through the blood fog and came to your door..."

The woman was sobbing as she spoke.

Zuo Yang narrowed her eyes at her.

"Okay, okay!"

"If you're scared, stay with me for a while, it should be safe!"

"That's great!"

Shui Lingling's body was excited and threw herself into Zuo Yang's arms again.

Zuo Yang pushed her away, and the woman hugged Zuo Yang's waist tightly, "Please, just for a while..."

Zuo Yang frowned, and the woman buried her head in his shoulder, her face flickering, and it was distorted into the face of a sculpture...