I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

It is cold in early winter.

Not a single person can be seen on the cold road.

In the abandoned old campus, a young man in a white shirt was lying silently in front of the desk, squinting at the snow falling on a dead ginkgo tree outside the window.

At the same time, the dusty glass also reflected his appearance.

With delicate facial features, slender jawline, and messy bangs, it was a pretty face, but a bright red mark looming between the eyebrows ruined the atmosphere.

Seeing this, the young man raised a rotting corpse hand with sharp nails and protruding muscles and bones, and brushed away the broken hair blocking the eyebrows, so that the imprint was fully exposed, which turned out to be a number "2".

2 is the code name of his body, and also his name, for which he even gave himself an affectionate nickname "Xiaoer".

But in fact, the boy had no name at all, just like this forgotten dead city.

He didn't know this classroom, who the original owner of this seat was, and he didn't know how long it had been empty.

Just like he can't remember when he turned into a zombie, his past memory is very vague. It seems that since he became conscious, because of the virus, he has been forever frozen in his teenage appearance.

Thinking about it with his dull head, it has been more than 40 years since the outbreak of the zombie virus in country Z, which is as long as a person's long life.

However, compared to the unilateral attack and massacre of zombies at the beginning, after so many years, human beings have already found a way to protect themselves and fight against zombies.

Just like 30 years ago, they used super-strength memory metals to establish prevention and control bases in various urban centers for the survival of uninfected humans.

Fifteen years ago, the Academy of Sciences even developed a blocking drug that can completely suppress the secondary infection of the virus, ensuring that the few remaining humans can reproduce normally and healthily.

There are always more solutions than difficulties.Humans are such fragile yet strong creatures.

"Buzzing—" Feeling a vibration from the table, Xiao Er lowered his eyebrows and eyes. Accompanied by a burst of exciting music, the zombie ate the last pea shooter.

A game failure prompt "Zombies ate your brain" popped up on the phone screen.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Er raised the corners of his mouth and made a big laugh, but it took a long time before a dry and hoarse sound came out of his throat.

He giggled, completely unaware that the branch outside the window that was crushed by the thick snow made a crisp sound and disappeared from his sight.

Then, he stretched out his pale green fingers, pressed the side button stiffly, and locked the phone's screen.

Thinking about it, he chose this school in this huge no-man's land because of the working generator.

The lights in the classroom were broken, and the lights flickered, like lightning that would tear the sky from time to time on a rainy day.

The game time is over, Xiao Er got up and walked to the podium. Although he likes to play this game very much, he must be restrained, after all, his eyesight has always been not very good.

The knife wound on his left eye was deep, and he was mistakenly injured a long time ago in order to save a human being.

Even today, he often suffers from a dull pain. Several times he almost died in the pursuit of human supernatural beings because of this small problem.

Of course, as a zombie with autonomous consciousness, he doesn't like to bite people, but this doesn't mean that humans will treat him as the same kind.

It was understandable that those people wanted to kill him, and it didn't seem to have much conflict with him wanting to save people. Although such an idea was very holy, he had his own reasons.

To sum it up, there is only one sentence: die early and live early.

Who told him to bind to a system of "The Villain Must Die", and in this life, he accidentally created a zombie account, which is really painful.

It's useless to think too much, Xiaoer's fingertips are wandering in a row of somewhat yellowed textbooks, mathematics, Chinese, English, geography...

What should I study today?God, who had only been away for a while, forgot what was written on the schedule.

Probably because he hasn't eaten fresh flesh and blood for too long, his brain is really not working anymore.

He took out a history book and opened it. A corner of the book was folded. It should be marked by him after reading it last time.

In the blank space of the book, there are a few lines of delicate handwriting. It should be a child who is very serious in class, maybe a little girl with sweet dimples when she smiles.

Seriously reading every line of the book, Xiao Er felt that he might be the only zombie in the world who could read and even score 300 points in the simulation questions of the college entrance examination.

If you ignore the fact that he really can't learn English, he is... What a genius!

Immersed in the ocean of knowledge, suddenly, a burst of soul-stirring smell filled the air.

Xiao Er's hand holding the book suddenly tightened, her turquoise nails instantly swelled, her eyes became extremely scarlet, and the sudden change in her body brought about excruciating pain.

The smell of blood wafted from the window, and he curled up trying his best to endure something, but he couldn't resist this fatal temptation after all.

With a sound of "Bang!", Xiaoer broke through the window and left a series of winding footprints on the ground covered with black velvet snow.

"Captain, do you also believe in the legend of zombies saving lives?"

At the prevention and control base dozens of kilometers away, An Lan, a girl with a high ponytail, was quickly operating with her fingers on the keyboard.

Correspondingly, the laser gun hidden under the metal layer was also aimed at the zombies flocking to the isolation area.

"Why, there is news from the headquarters?" On the side, Liang Ce, who was called the captain by the girl, opened his eyes.

Recently, I don't know what stimulated the zombies in the city. They began to attack the base frantically day and night. It took him too much energy to upgrade and repair the damaged defense system one after another.

Fortunately, after several days and nights of sleepless nights, the program edited by him himself raised the defense level of the entire base to another level.

If nothing else, the current laser intensity can kill at least one S-level zombie.

"No way, Captain, you really wrote the report to the headquarters requesting to find Zombie No. 2?"

Hearing his answer, An Lan bit the plum candy on the tip of her tongue in surprise, it tasted sour and bitter.

Liang Ce was noncommittal to her question, and leaned in front of the monitoring screen to observe the situation outside the base.

"This is the first round of their attacks. Can the system survive?"

"Don't worry, come and kill as many as you want!"

An Lan raised her eyebrows, remembering the painful appearance of her family members when they died, she didn't have the slightest liking for these inhuman and disgusting things that appeared on the screen.

Tap the attack button with her long and slender fingers, and under An Lan's sweet smile, a group of zombies rushing forward were reduced to ashes in a burst of dazzling light.

The low roar of the zombies rang in his ears, and in a place far away from the quarantine area, Xiao Er guarded a young human boy behind him.

The strong smell of blood just now emanated from this little boy named Guozi.

I don't know if Guo Guo was injured, or the blood from the dead woman holding him stuck to his clothes.

If Xiaoer hadn't been the first to find him by looking for that alluring aura, this kid would have already become a meal for other zombies.

But even though Xiaoer was protecting her tightly, the aura of Guozi's body still attracted many hungry and frenzied zombies.

Because the city's base defense is extremely strong, there has been no news of any human being injured in recent months, which is undoubtedly a good thing for people living in the city.

But on the contrary, it means that the zombies in the city have not eaten for several months.

Things that have no brains and are not afraid of pain are the most difficult to deal with, not to mention that these are the battles of trapped beasts.

Xiao Er runs very fast, among a group of slow-moving guys, he can be regarded as a top existence.

I heard that humans especially classify zombies like him, who are quick and have a certain degree of self-awareness, as the highest level of all zombies, and they are called S generation to be compared with those awakened S-level human abilities. Echoes are extremely rare.

However, facing a group of bloodthirsty monsters who couldn't get rid of them no matter what, Xiao Er was still seriously injured.

His scratched arm exposed thick bones, and the green sticky juice flowing from the wound, dripping in the snow, produced wisps of green smoke like strongly corrosive sulfuric acid.

And the rotten flesh that was torn off was being chewed as a snack in the mouth of another zombie.

"You can eat such a disgusting thing, these guys are really not picky eaters!"

As a zombie, Xiaoer couldn't help but feel nauseated when he saw the other party biting his own carrion. This made him feel that the long-term practice of only vegetarianism is such a healthy eating habit.

A large number of zombies ahead were smashed into pieces by the laser, but less than five miles away, a group of zombies were still besieging a human child.

"Can't you have a sense of crisis?"

Xiao Er looked around at the zombies who were ready to rush up at any time, and couldn't help but sigh, the brain is really a good thing, but you can't ask a group of zombies to have reason.

But how would he send the little guy behind him to a safe place?

Looking around, only that base is the most reliable.

"If you have the guts, follow along."

Having made a decision in his heart, Xiao Er no longer hesitated, he picked up the fruit, let him lie on his back, and ran towards the quarantine area.

As soon as he moved, the zombies who were greedy for the fat on his back also followed closely.

These zombies don't know what it means to be close to the base, but he does.

It was really stupid to take his life for someone who had nothing to do with it, but he had to.

Although most of the reasons are to complete the tasks given by the system and rescue the humans trapped in the zombie area.

But there is still a small part, which is his selfishness.

Because he found the little guy on his back, when he was just speeding up to run, in order to prevent himself from falling, a pair of small hands tightly hooked his neck.

"You're not going to... hit me with a... snowball." It took a lot of effort for Xiao Er to spit out a complete sentence intermittently.

He asked softly, but it seemed that there was a lot of force, and the small body on his back shook. He was really afraid of him.

Recalling the scene when the fruit was just discovered, under a ginkgo tree, the mother's blood melted the thick snow on the ground.

A thin figure hid in the hollowed out tree hole, and powerless despair was hidden in those clear eyes.

Xiao Er looked at those gray-brown pupils, and after thinking about it for a long time, he felt that he looked like a person in a distant memory.

The boy who left a scar between his eyebrows and eyes with a knife made him break free from the chaotic and bloodthirsty state, and became conscious for the first time.

Subconsciously, he wanted to touch Guozi's head, but what he got in return was a solid ice hockey puck. With the same defense and vigilance, it is really difficult to be a good zombie!

"You are different from them." Suddenly, hearing the small voice from behind, Xiaoer's heart warmed up. This unexpected recognition immediately made him feel mixed feelings.

He thought to himself: "Damn it, I finally met someone with a conscience."

In this way, it is worth dying for you.

Unknowingly showing a smile, after running for so long, Xiao Er wanted to turn around to see if the zombies behind him had caught up.

But before he could make a move, a violent storm hit his face, and the huge impact made him take a few steps back.

Amidst an extremely ear-piercing noise, the speed he was so proud of slowed down continuously, and his internal organs even experienced a severe burning sensation.

"The captain's sonic attack was successfully launched. Do you want to give them a taste of the new technology?"

The progress bar on the screen read 100%, An Lan asked aloud, but the person standing beside her didn't reply for a long time.

She looked a little strangely, but she saw that Liang Chu covered his ears and his head was covered with cold sweat, as if it was not the zombies who were in the sonic weapon at this time, but him.

"Captain, what's wrong with you?" An Lan got up to support him, and asked quite nervously.

"I'm fine, take the time to solve them and ensure the safety of the base."

Liang Chi took a deep breath, his heart was beating uncomfortably, and he didn't know where this strange pain came from, it seemed that someone was suffering great pain, and he felt the same.

"Yes!" After receiving the instruction, An Lan increased the intensity of the sound waves.

Under the strong pressure, the zombies pouring in like a tide exploded to death one after another, and within half a moment there were signs of frantic escape.

"Finally retreat." Watching the zombies collapse into a mess of loose sand in an instant, An Lan's tense nerves finally relaxed.

"No, this is..." But before she could catch her breath, a fast-moving white dot on the screen caught her attention.

The snow falling from the sky was sucked into the vortex of sound waves, condensed into pieces of tiny blades, and attacked the frantically fleeing zombies, but there was a figure going upstream.

In the black storm that filled the sky, it looked like an extremely light white feather, passing through the sea of ​​people, across the mountains, and drifting towards the center of the snowstorm.

"It's only a little short, and it will be close soon."

A drop of blood was blown by the wind and landed on the ground that Xiao Er had just stepped on, and the little guy behind him was injured.

Smelling the maddening breath in the air, Xiao Er's eyes turned blood red again, even faster than before.

"It's actually an S-rank zombie, no wonder he's so arrogant, but there seems to be something on his back?"

An Lan frowned, and operated the keyboard to launch an attack. Unfortunately, the zombie's speed was too fast and the range was too far, so several shots in a row failed to hit his vitals.

S-class zombies have extremely strong defense capabilities. Except for the head, no matter what kind of injuries they suffer, they can heal in a short time. To a certain extent, they are simply invincible.

"Then wait until you get close!" An Lan continued to zoom in on the scope, and soon the face of the young zombie filled the entire screen.

"Don't go any further, you're going to die."

Who is talking, the person behind it, or the voice from the bottom of his heart, Xiao Er's headache is splitting, but he has no intention of stopping.

In this strange world, he still firmly believes that he can change his destiny like countless times in the past.

Whether he himself, the child behind him, or everyone he met, every passer-by without a name, their ending should not be doomed.

The gate of the base is right in front of you, as long as you step up, someone will survive, and the so-called life will be changed.

So he can't be afraid, and he can't back down a bit. Once he steps on the road ahead, he can't turn back.

"It's now." The moment he jumped, An Lan, who had been waiting for the opportunity, pressed the attack button without hesitation.

"Stop!" Almost at the same time, Liang Chi, who was stunned to the side, suddenly wanted to stop An Lan's movements like crazy.

But it was too late, a laser beam shot through the forehead of the young zombie.

At the last moment, he threw the child behind him to the land in front of the base, while he fell straight down into the cliff below like a stone thrown into a deep pool. Zombie corpse.

A rainbow appeared in front of Xiao Er's eyes.

As his body kept falling, he recalled the incomparably brilliant colors that just appeared in front of his eyes.

It was a watercolor painting that he found by accident in that dilapidated classroom, and was carefully sandwiched in the textbook.

It is said that it was a long time ago in the world, when the water was still clear and the air did not have an unpleasant smell, the scene would appear after the rain and the sky cleared up.

Such a world is very beautiful.

He had seen it and cherished it very much.

The moment he closed his eyes and his consciousness was pulled away, in the fragmented memory, Xiao Er actually saw those things hidden in the dark corners that still made him nostalgic.

For example, in "Three-Year Simulation of Five-Year College Entrance Examination", a math problem that he hadn't finished yet, the sunflowers that sprouted on the balcony with great difficulty, and the boy who said that he would definitely come back to find him...

"Execute my order and open the door!" At the gate of the base, facing Liang Ce's abnormal behavior, the two guards standing guard looked at each other in blank dismay.

What's the situation, before the zombie attack has completely stopped outside, their captain actually wants to go out to die.

"Captain, you are crazy. Do you know that if you stopped my shooting just now, that zombie might really rush into the base, and how many people would die then?"

Seeing Liang Ce's desperate appearance, An Lan, who followed behind, spread her arms and blocked the door.

Facing the questioning, Liang Ce's expression was full of shock and sluggishness, as if he hadn't woken up from the previous stimulation, he just heard him say in a daze: "I know, so you just let me go out alone, I will No support is needed."

When the two guards heard this, they obviously showed signs of loosening, but they were interrupted by An Lan's stern voice, "No, you can't let him out."

Seeing the nervousness of a few people, Liang Chi suddenly smiled, "Have you heard of Project D? In order to develop the blocking drug, those children who were selected and sacrificed, the entire laboratory died , only one survived."

After Liang Chu finished speaking, he took off the gauze that had been wrapped around his forehead, and a bright red number "1" was engraved on the center of his brow.

"The one who survived was me, and the one who brought about the killing..."

"What, you mean, he's Zombie No. 2—" An Lan was startled when he heard this, and was stunned for a moment. Liang Ce took advantage of this gap and put his hand on the sensor. Open at the sound.

Black snow was still falling outside the door, and when Liang Chi ran to the abyss, a boy was crying in the snow.

Probably hearing the footsteps behind him, Guozi sobbed in shock, "He's not a zombie. When I lay on his back, I heard his heartbeat..."

"Really?" Looking at the darkness under his feet, Liang Chi was asking, but he answered himself: "Actually, I also heard it at the beginning..."

After he finished speaking, he took a light step forward.

A black snowflake landed on Guozi's palm, and it was suddenly cool and warm. Then he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, wondering why the person who just jumped into the abyss was crying?