Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 462
Unlike other zombies, Shaoliang was not transformed after being infected with a zombie virus.

He existed long before entering the last days.

At that time, he had not met Qiao Wei, nor did he have a name called "Shaoliang".

Since he became conscious, he has been staying in a closed space.

Snow-white walls.

The sound insulation effect is very good. If someone is talking outside, normal humans will never hear it inside.

Of course, Shaoliang is not a normal human being.

He heard it perfectly.

Snow-white curtains.

It is always tightly drawn, and the thick curtain blocks everything outside the window, and the room only relies on a sizzling incandescent lamp installed on the ceiling to contribute light and heat.

Shaoliang is not interested in anything outside.

Anyway, no matter whether the curtains are opened or closed, whether the incandescent lights are turned on or off, the world looks the same to him.

Snow-white operating table.

He was tightly bound by sophisticated instruments and equipment, lying on the operating table, waiting for something that he himself could not explain clearly.

Everything here is white.

In Shaoliang's eyes, he could only see a vast expanse of whiteness.

In the overwhelming white, there are a few small black dots faintly shaking, he doesn't know what they are, and he doesn't want to know.

"Hey, how's the little white mouse?"

"Professor, he is still the same. He doesn't eat or drink, and doesn't respond to everything outside."

"How is it possible?" Someone raised his slightly drooping eyelids, looked at his dark brown pupils for a while, and let go of his hand in disappointment, "Obviously an unknown energy was detected on him, experts predict that it is very likely to be Will intelligent humans from the future...intelligent humans act like idiots without responding to the outside world?"

Shaoliang didn't say a word.

Aside from the fact that he didn't quite understand what these creatures who claimed to be human beings said, there was another reason, that is, he didn't bother to pay attention to these boring people.

Under the long-term interference of drugs and medical equipment, his memory is already very blurred.

He just vaguely remembered that he was looking for something.

As for what it was, he had already forgotten it.

Every day, medical staff in airtight clothes will come to him to test various values, give him needles or feed medicines, and extract some blood and skin scraps from his body for experiments.

Shaoliang didn't respond.

In his world, there is only a piece of white.

This situation continued until one day, the test tube containing his blood was lost.

Then came the news of frequent deaths all over the place.

Immediately afterwards, there were rumors of fraudulent corpses.

The relevant departments tried their best to suppress the rumors so as not to cause confusion, and at the same time traced the reasons.

After checking, I found out the research institute where Shaoliang was.

Shaoliang was taken out by heavily armed people.

This is his first exposure to the existence of sunlight.

Warm and soft.

Shaoliang, who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, felt a little uncomfortable, and his pupils shrank quickly.

The humans escorting him looked around nervously, not noticing his abnormality.

He is going far away.

Shaoliang turned around a few times in a daze, and everyone was wary of him like a scourge, always wearing a disinfected helmet and gloves, and if they accidentally touched something he had touched, they would nervously rinse it with disinfectant repeatedly.

Shaoliang behaved very calmly.

Anyway, he couldn't find what he wanted, it was the same everywhere.

If not for a little accident.

The source of this accident began when the end of the world came.

A large number of humans died one after another, and the number of zombies with extremely destructive power, aggressiveness, and danger index as high as S-level increased day by day. Humans developed a high fever under desperate circumstances. At that time, there were no supernatural beings born. They didn't know that this was the awakening of supernatural powers. The whole world is immersed in one-sided despair.

Among the humans who escorted him, some couldn't bear the pressure, and disregarded the orders from above, and slammed a stone on the back of Shaoliang's head.

——In the eyes of these people, Shaoliang is the source of evil.

Killing him will end this catastrophe!
Shaoliang's head was dented, and a big hole as thick as the mouth of a bowl was broken.

He turned his head slowly, slowly, his dark brown pupils shone strangely in the sunlight.

The desperate expression of the man who hit him was gradually replaced by numbness.

The man lifted another rock and smashed it hard at his companion!

And the guns of the companions were also pointed at the man.

The scene quickly turned into chaos of cannibalism.

Shaoliang turned his head uninterestedly, and leaned far away under a big tree.

The warm light scattered through the leaf gaps pressed against his body, his nose was filled with the fragrance of grass leaves, and there was a thick bloody smell that could not be ignored in the distance.

He likes it.

After staying motionless like this for several days, finally one day, the tranquility was broken.

"Crack-"

"Well, I like the beauty of symmetry."

Very strange voice.

As if attracted by an uncontrollable force, he opened his eyes involuntarily.

He saw a mass of...

Intense blood.

The man turned around and saw him, threw the rope at him, pulled him along and ran away together.

"Hello, little zombie." She greeted him with a smile, "New? How old is the corpse? Have you eaten brains?"

"..."

She said, "Read it to me, it's Sun Ao Shao, Yi Ang Liang, 'Shao Liang'—this is the name I gave you, Shao Liang."

He looked at her smiling face and stretched out his hand in a daze.

He knew what he was looking for.

He was looking for this smiling face.

Lively, happy and energetic smiley faces.

The heart, as if there were fresh and tender petals, slowly unfolded.

Since then, his pale world finally has bright colors.

Shaoliang thought that this would be forever.

It's just that people's hearts are always fickle.

"I'll be happy when you die, die cleanly, and don't come to obstruct my eyes forever."

Suddenly one day, from her eyes, he could only see almost crazy hatred.

Why is this happening?

Shaoliang didn't understand.

Apparently the day before, she was still patiently washing his hair, cutting his nails, and exchanging babies for milk to satisfy his appetite. At night, when he secretly hugged her to sleep, she could still feel that the little man followed his instincts. Rubbing against his chest, it seemed that he was nostalgic for his warmth that had no temperature but was always burning.

For a long time.

I haven't seen her smile for a long time.

Shaoliang doesn't want her to be unhappy.

He left Beicheng with Tai Sui in his arms, found her aura, followed her quietly for a long time, and guessed her intentions from her actions.

West City...?

Shaoliang quickened his pace and rushed to the west city ahead of him.

He is the origin of the zombie virus.

Qiao Wei didn't know, maybe even the professors who studied him didn't know, there was only one way to stop the spread of the virus.

That is - the death of the Zombie King!

And something that can suppress the Zombie King is close at hand.

Shaoliang leaped to the sky above the West City and ordered the zombie army to set a fire.

Afterwards, he ate Tai Sui himself and jumped in.

He once sent this piece of Tai Sui, which was related to his own life, to Qiao Wei, which was equivalent to giving her his own life.

Since Qiao Wei wanted him to die, he granted her wish.

As long as she can show a smile again, she can ask him to do anything.

He was never afraid of death, only afraid of the world without her.

"Happy, Wei." He murmured unconsciously.

Since then, his world has only boundless darkness.

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The next plane: Horror and murder comics.

Modern supernatural, horror-oriented.Lonely prophet VS violent speech spirit, use the pen in my hand to eliminate the resentment in your heart.

This book has entered the countdown to the end, thank you for your company over the past few months.According to the current outline, this will probably be the penultimate plane of the heroine before her rebirth (not necessarily, it may be increased or decreased according to inspiration and plot needs).

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