abyss doomsday

But now he didn't even get halfway there. Now he was completely erupted. The time before he could reach Lin Youhe was simply elusive.

Paralyzed in the car, Fan Qingyi was a little depressed. She had obviously been reborn once, but how could she not save her relatives? She was also alone in her last life. Without him at that time, how desperate his aunt would have been!

But Fan Qingyi still comforted her softly: "Don't cry, I will be there soon. You wait for me at home for two days, and I will take you to find your sister."

"Fan Qingyi... please must come! I... I only have my sister left... If you can come, I will give you whatever you want. I really will give you everything..." Lin Youhe As if grasping a life-saving straw, she no longer cares about so much, she just wants to find her sister.

Even if Fan Qingyu really wanted her, she would be able to give her to him.

Nestled in the room, Lin Youhe looked at the zombies wandering outside the window and his father who kept banging on the door. Lin Youhe's eyes were swollen from crying.

She wanted to go home, she missed her grandma, she missed the kitten at home, she missed everyone.

I turned my head and glanced at my father's room. It moved slightly when it was hit, but it didn't seem to be closed tightly.

Biting her lip, Lin Youhe found a rope and tied the door. She didn't want to die, so she could only do this. The hand holding the rope trembled slightly: "I'm sorry, dad... I'm sorry, I can't help it... I really can't." The way... maybe the country is already researching a vaccine? Then I will take you for treatment... that way... then we can be reunited as a family, with grandparents and mother... I can definitely save you. ...really...can..."

Kneeling on the ground, Lin Youhe couldn't deceive himself. Zombies... was there really a way to save them? Will it really not turn into a corpse?

"Dad...I shouldn't...shouldn't be mean to you...Dad...I shouldn't...shouldn't...shouldn't..." I shouldn't, shouldn't care about him, shouldn't take what happened in the morning seriously... …

"Dad... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

……

There have been some signals in the past two days, and I can see various distress messages on the Internet. Lin Youhe is sitting in the living room eating cooked noodles. She dare not use the water from the tap because the water in it is yellow.

There was only half a barrel of bottled water left at home, and she didn't know how long she could last.

She didn't dare to wash the dishes at home with dish soap because it was a waste of water, so she could only wipe them with a paper towel dipped in water.

Then scald it again with boiling water.

The boiling water has been reused many times and is already turbid.

Lin Youhe stood in the kitchen looking at all the mess and bit her lip. She wanted to live to see her sister and grandma...

But you can't just rely on Fan Qingxin to survive. He is just greedy for himself. If you want to truly not rely on others, you can only rely on yourself.

Picking up the kitchen knife, Lin Youhe looked at her father who was still banging on the door. The knife in her hand was shaking slightly and she was a little unsteady.

Swallowing, looking at the door that was still shaking, I kept telling myself that that was not my father, that wasn't it.

Lin Youhe pursed her lips and cried. She didn't want to take action. Even if her father hadn't been with her for a long time, he was the one who gave birth to her and raised her. She couldn't do it!

Lin Youhe fell to the ground and sobbed.

Suddenly Lin's father on the other side of the door hit the door harder, startling Lin Youhe. Lin Youhe took a few steps back and looked at the wooden door. Cracks began to appear on the door. There was a "bang" sound and a hand full of blood. stretched out.

Lin Youhe was frightened, and when he saw Lin Youhe, Lin's father hit the door even harder, and his whole head came out of the door.

He opened his mouth and roared to bite Lin Youhe. Lin Youhe was so frightened that he trembled and backed away.

Holding the knife in his hand, he pointed it at Father Lin tremblingly.

The zombie waved his hands at Lin Youhe, and the area below his neck was also exposed.

The face with blood and flesh was blurred, and the original thin face could not be seen. It screamed at Lin Youhe with its bloody mouth open.

Lin Youhe took two trembling steps forward, but Father Lin grabbed his wrist.

"Dad, do you still remember me?" Lin Youhe looked a little stunned when he saw his hand being held, and then he held it against hers, and a feeling of hope arose in his heart, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Father Lin seemed stunned for a moment.

Lin Youhe was ecstatic when he saw the reaction: "I knew it! Dad, you must still remember me, right? I am a good boy, dad, just wait for me... ah!!!"

Suddenly Lin's father suddenly jerked and pulled hard. Lin Youhe fell to the ground and was bitten hard on the shoulder.

Lin Youhe grimaced in pain and couldn't fight away from Father Lin's bite. Lin Youhe cried and hit Father Lin's head with the back of the knife: "Dad!!! I'm a good boy!"

But Father Lin still didn't let go, and suddenly the desire to survive broke out, and Lin Youhe slashed Father Lin on the head with a knife.

The hand holding Lin Youhe loosened his grip.

Lin Youhe was so frightened that she fell down again. Her whole body was sore and weak, and the pain from the wound on her shoulder made her senses a little weaker.

She didn't want to do it. Why did God treat her like this? The feeling of killing her relatives with her own hands made Lin Youhe almost collapse.

Looking at the limp body lying in the doorway, Lin Youhe covered his mouth that wanted to vomit and ran to the toilet to vomit.

After vomiting her stomach clean, Lin Youhe looked at Lin's father who was already dead and could no longer die. The grief in her heart made her unable to calm down.

She didn't know if she would turn into a zombie if she was bitten.

Pulling Father Lin out of the door, Lin Youhe filled a basin of water and used a towel to wipe away the blood on Father Lin's face little by little. However, the skin and flesh on his face were already slightly rotten. No matter how hard Lin Youhe scrubbed, he could not recover. He no longer looked like his original self. Lin Youhe's nose felt sore as he hugged Father Lin and whispered softly: "Dad, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have quarreled and quarreled with you. I shouldn't have been angry with you all the time. I shouldn't have disobeyed you. I shouldn't have." I get angry because of trivial things... Dad... You can get up now and hit me and scold me... Look, you bit off such a big piece of my flesh and I didn't even quarrel with you... Dad... Dad... I'm sorry... "

Lin Youhe looked at Lin's father's face and wiped away her tears. She didn't want her father to look like this. She lowered her eyelashes and looked at Lin's father's face: "Dad, I want to go back to my hometown to find grandma and the others, so I'll let you go first." Sleep here for a while, okay? You just agreed without saying anything. Then I will help you cover your face. Grandma will be sad when she sees it... Grandma will be sad when she sees it..." Lin Youhe went to find some clothes numbly, and carefully I used scissors to cut the clothes into strips of cloth, wrapped them around Father Lin's face and hands, then moved Father Lin to the bed and put him in a good position, covered him with a quilt, and pretended to be asleep.

Looking at the knife that killed his father, Lin Youhe glanced at his cell phone, which had no signal at all. Lin Youhe was in a daze for a moment. When he came back to his senses, the knife was already on his neck. Lin Youhe was so frightened that he dropped the knife, covered his head and squatted down. He cried on the ground and said: "No, I can't die. I have to go back to my hometown to see. There is still grandma in my hometown. I can't die to me. I want to find my grandma and sister. They are still waiting for me... I can't die to me... …”

After packing her things, Lin Youhe wrapped herself in a thick cotton coat, put on a helmet, and brought food and water in her bag. She also specially wrapped tape on her clothes and wrapped a towel around her neck.

He held the keys to his father's electric car and a knife in his hands.

She observed that there weren't many zombies outside, but there were still a dozen or so. The outbreak probably occurred around four in the morning, and only a few sanitation workers and breakfast shops were open.

It's not like big cities where there are millions of people all day and night. A letter was placed under the cup on the table. It floated a few times with the wind from the window and then stopped moving.

It was already the fourth day of the outbreak. Lin Youhe didn't know what happened to his grandma and the others, but there was no signal when he kept calling.

Holding the phone and pursed her lips, Lin Youhe felt a dull pain in her stomach. She raised her hand and touched the wound on her shoulder. It had been five hours... She had no mutation... Did she have antibodies or was she no longer a human?

Lowering her eyelashes, Lin Youhe breathed out and looked out at the door to see that there were no zombies outside the peephole. She gently opened the door and saw bloody handprints outside. Lin Youhe swallowed.

She was a little scared.