The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 80 The first part is completed
It's a pity that the system is very impersonal. It only knows to provide data first and then provide data.

From the moment of his own rebirth, to the end of his death, he will not answer even just one question of himself.

After the first five seconds of shock and ten seconds of daze, Liu Qing still couldn't settle down, and his ideas were hit like never before.

He clenched the white sternum in his hand, and couldn't help but stare at it. He stared at it and couldn't move away even an inch.

The crooked bone body is white and transparent with a luster that ordinary bones do not have. Now, Liu Qing seems to understand that this is not water stains or luster, but a change caused by a strong sense of solidification .

That is to say, the great increase in density is the change caused externally.

"It's too solid!" He held the bone for a moment and felt the unshakable hardness in his hand. Somehow, a feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart.

You know, this is a third-tier medium zombie bone, and the evolution rate of body functions has reached a terrifying 270%. The strongest zombie I have ever faced is just an inferior first-tier zombie.

The spirit guy and the No. [-] observation subject are both first-class zombies.

In the struggle in the garage, although he fought head-on and won, he was very embarrassed and was injured in the end.

At that time, the physical function of the first-order zombie was only enhanced by 10%.

Comparing 110% to 370% of the evolved version of the zombie, the strength of the two is different from the five major grades.

You know, in a life-and-death struggle, 260% of the influence is very important. Speaking of the [-]% gap, this is simply one world and one earth.

He felt a little panicked and looked helplessly at the bone.

"A third-tier medium bone, which means that the zombie I saw in the central area was at least a third-tier superior zombie."

But this is just a good conjecture, and the possibility of it becoming a fourth-order zombie is not ruled out. As for the new body mutations of the fourth-order zombies, or direct mutations, the limbs will be greatly evolved, and I don't know.

"No, no." All of a sudden, Liu Qing quickly shook his head again, "The zombie with the severed arms and gnawed cheek should be a third-order zombie."

He couldn't help taking a breath, "There are probably more than two zombies above the third level."

How is this played?
You know, Liu Qing has only completed a first-level transformation so far, and there is still half of the process before the transformation is complete.

But the most critical problem is that today is only September 9th, and only four days have passed since the full-scale outbreak in Haicheng.

"Although this is the center of radiation, the speed of zombie evolution is too fast." Liu Qing's expression became reserved, and he was speechless for a moment.

I, who had just become familiar with the environment, inadvertently saw the huge sky outside the well.

If it wasn't for the long detour this time and luckily picked up this bone, after seeing the scene in the central area, it is very likely that he thought he had grasped the real situation of the corpse group, and then began to plan and implement the plan.

In the end, when he encountered high-level zombies, he narrowly escaped death.

The stagnant emotions can't last long, people still have to look forward in the end, squatting half-squatted, in a daze for several minutes, or more than ten minutes, in short, the length of time that he didn't realize, Liu Qing passed Come on.

"Anyway, my goal is to survive. No matter how powerful the zombies outside are, if Uncle Ping and Yueyue hide in the warehouse, the zombies should have nothing to do with us."

Thoughts floated for a while, and when thinking about everyone in the warehouse, Jiang Qi's face appeared in Liu Qing's mind, a face that was quiet and revealing an unruly face.

"This guy is not sincere to us at all, and he doesn't know how to deal with him. I hope he won't hurt our minds."

"Otherwise," Liu Qing suddenly squeezed the bones in his hands, "I can't beat high-level zombies, but killing him shouldn't be a big problem."

Turning his head around, looking at the pale faces wandering around, Liu Qing continued to walk.

In the dark, walk in small steps.

The journey back was very smooth. With the sternum more than ten inches long, he returned to the gate of the warehouse.

In this corner of the wall, there were piles of corpses leaning against the wall, a total of fourteen corpses, all of which were the results of my previous continuous hunting.

"Let's carry it in first." Looking at the limbs that were as stiff as puppets, Liu Qing began to carry the corpse.

Using his hands and feet as fulcrums, paying attention to the spilling of the wounds on his temples, and his buttocks rubbing against the ground, he placed the corpses one by one at the gate.

When dragging the first corpse into the gate, Liu Qing looked inside carefully for a while and found that the light of the flashlight covered with a rag had been artificially extinguished long ago, and Yin Guoping himself was nowhere to be found, and he did not know where he had gone.

All the corpses had been dragged, and the brains were still unavoidable during the process. It penetrated bit by bit from the wound along the edge where the scab could not be scabbed, and dripped onto the surrounding concrete floor.

Tick. Tick.
A pungent stench filled Liu Qing's nostrils.

"It's a hard job, and no one does it."

In her previous life, Liu Qing read doomsday novels, and some protagonists would kill zombies and monsters at every turn, and they would kill without blinking at the beginning. She could still accept it, but she didn't describe the unpleasant smell of blood and brains carefully.

I came here through time travel in this life, and I have already been made nervous by this smell.

"What will Uncle Ping do in two hours?" Liu Qing leaned against the wall after closing the red door.

"He didn't realize that I haven't been back for a long time, so he also went out to find me?"

Thinking about it this way, Liu Qing still felt that it was really possible.

"Uncle Ping's temperament is still a bit more good-natured, he will care about people, maybe he really ran out."

Although there is such a possibility, of course Liu Qing will not go out to find Yin Guoping in a foolish way. With Yin Guoping's temperament, he will not be vacant in this position for too long. It is the wisest choice to wait for him here by himself.

It would be much more efficient if someone cooperates to carry the corpse, and the sound is not easy to make loud. But after waiting for a while and realizing that Yin Guoping still hadn't returned to the exit, Liu Qing planned to carry the corpse by himself.

One or two, using the head of the corpse as a fulcrum, Liu Qing's strength and endurance are very good, and he stuffed both corpses in a short time.

But as the corpses increase one by one, the corpses in front will hinder the entry and exit of the corpses in the back, and the resistance is getting bigger and bigger.

Fortunately, when Yin Guoping was carrying the sixth corpse, he finally appeared.

"Xiao Liu?" A faint light came out from the 'passage opening', and the square face appeared in the small gap. He raised his palm and shone the flashlight on his face.

(End of this chapter)