In the last days, people spend crazy money to buy equipment.

The square was crowded with people. The armed forces at the front of the crowd were distributing supplies, and an ambulance was parked next to it.

The traffic police were on a platform in the middle of the road directing the passing vehicles, but the effect was minimal because there were too many vehicles.

Everyone is in a hurry to collect and buy things. A bearded man poked his head out of the van at the back. He looked at the traffic jam ahead and honked impatiently.

At a glance, Shen Musen saw the black trash can where he hid, and there was an unlocked electric car parked not far away.

She still stood in her previous position, the last queue to the side. Due to the busy staff, the distribution of supplies was also slow. Everyone did not bother to squeeze into the queue with more people and faster flow.

In comparison, she still prefers to breathe freely. Looking at the people next to her, she wonders how many feet they have stepped on.

The two old ladies behind her were chatting, talking about trivial matters and this inexplicable virus.

One of the old ladies summed it up very subtly, "With too much pollution, all kinds of things will happen."

The sun gradually began to get hotter, the entire square was completely exposed to the sun, and the crowd began to become commotion.

"Can you hurry up? How long have you been waiting? I'm so upset." The man in front shouted impatiently.

The Northeast lady in front of him was not used to it, she turned her head and rolled her eyes at him, and said angrily: "What's wrong, are you blind? You can't see that people are busy moving things from morning to night, and they are exhausted. If you don't help, Secondly, you can easily stand here and receive free things, and you will be embarrassed."

The man was rendered speechless by the rebuke. He angrily pressed his tongue against his cheek, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have the same knowledge as a woman."

"I don't care that you are knowledgeable."

"You..." The man was angry.

Shen Musen watched the whole process. Her focus was not on these two people, but on the woman wearing a sunhat behind them.

Everyone was blushing and sweating from the heat, but her face was blue and her lips were white, as if she was going to faint the next moment.

The woman next to her seemed to notice something unusual and asked her if she was feeling unwell.

The woman shook her head.

The number of people queuing in front of Shen Musen had thinned out, and it was almost her turn.

There was a muffled "plop" sound from behind, and then there was the sound of a woman shouting for help.

"Come here, someone has fainted here."

The crowd moved aside in an instant, exposing the fainting woman to the open space. Some enthusiastic people took off their coats and held them above her head.

The policeman who was maintaining order nearby heard the sound and pushed through the crowd and stepped forward. He performed first aid skillfully, pinched the person and listened to his heartbeat.

Before Shen Musen left the team, she keenly observed that the moment the woman fell, the armed policeman at the front answered with a walkie-talkie.

He called his subordinates to whisper, and they immediately ran to the other companions, their guns all loaded.

The next second when they were preparing to evacuate the crowd, what happened in the previous life perfectly overlapped with this one.

The crowd screamed and fled in droves. In the center of the square, the light yellow sun hat was stained with blood. The policeman who was alive just now was lying on the ground, with a piece of his neck bitten and bloody.

The armed police wanted to step forward and kill him, but the panicked crowd was like headless flies, running around and bumping into each other. They had no choice but to give up shooting and pulled out their sabers to rush forward.

And here, Shen Musen looked up and saw the blue and white dots on the pedestrian street in the distance getting closer and closer. Everywhere he went, there were screams and the stench hit his nostrils.

One second it was bustling with traffic, and the next second it was all desolate and messy.

All kinds of cars filled the entire street, blocking the road to death. Anyone who escaped from above became the prey of zombies.

Some cars hit light poles and emitted black smoke, while others crashed into shops on the street, shattering glass everywhere.

Some people jumped down from high places and smashed to the ground into meat patties.

Unrecognizable zombies pounced on living people with their big mouths slit behind the ears. Rotten pieces of flesh hung on their bodies, fat maggots twisted wildly in the flesh and blood, and their whole bodies were black and green, covered with white goo.

It looks absolutely disgusting.

In their eyes, humans who are lively and highly focused are the most delicious proteins. They rely on the movement, sound and light they emit to capture their position.

The first ones they were infected with were low-level zombies, which had no intelligence other than eating.

This look is really scary. If she hadn't experienced this for a lifetime, she would still be one of those with weak legs and unable to run.

The fleeing people beside Shen Musen were knocked down one after another, and the sound of pain echoed through the sky.

The zombie closest to her noticed her, rolled its gray eyes and rushed toward her blankly.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Shen Musen took out the Yunhe Thousand Blades in the ring. The blade was extremely sharp and the blade was cold.

She grabbed the zombie's claws-baring hand, turned sideways, quickly raised her right hand, held the knife, and slashed.

The muscles and bones connected the head, which was easily cut off like tofu. A circle of blood slipped out of the round body, and the headless body fell heavily to the ground.

Shen Musen looked surprised. He didn't expect this equipment to be so cool. Cutting zombie heads was like cutting vegetables.

And she had already expected it, and she leaned over and turned her head to avoid the contagious blood splattering, but her white knitted sweater still couldn't avoid being stained with red plums.

This movement attracted several low-level zombies who were munching. Their dead fish-like gray eyes had already included Shen Musen in their hunting range.

They threw away the broken corpses in their hands and moved stiffly towards Shen Musen.

Shen Musen held Yunhe in front of him and relied on the trash can as his back. She promised that the zombie that rushed up first would definitely enjoy the benefits of being killed first.

But contrary to expectations, the worst thing happened.

While some people were escaping, they saw Shen Musen killing zombies alone and walked past her. They jumped away and ran towards her crazily.

While running, he shouted, "Quick! That person, that person has a weapon in his hand!"

The sound was particularly loud in the empty square, and the zombies that had not yet chased him turned around and pounced back.

Shen Musen looked at the zombie team following them and silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

No, he must be sick.

Wouldn’t it be nice to run your own? If we have to get together and run together, isn't this a gourmet feast for the zombies?

At this moment, this "gourmet feast" consisting of more than a dozen people flew towards her crazily.

With countless "little troubles" behind him, he couldn't defeat hundreds of corpses with both hands. Shen Musen ran away, so much so that he forgot to take away the small battery during the walk.

She ran in front, with people chasing behind her, and behind her, a group of grinning zombies chased her.

The point is that new members are constantly being added to the zombie team, and the roar is getting louder and louder.

Shen Musen looked at the dilapidated scenes on both sides. There were many bitten people lying on the ground on the roadside. A group of people were chasing behind them. It was simply impractical to hide in a corner.

Why did the expected emergency broadcast not sound? Shen Musen was wondering as he ran.

Didn't she follow the original steps?

Just when she was puzzled, a harsh air raid siren sounded, "Woo-Woo--" short and sharp.

The whole city began to feel tense.

The street radio started broadcasting information and the location of the shelter.

Shen Musen looked back and saw that the number of people behind him began to gradually decrease. They had the same goal, to go to Fu'an Community.

The military has set up a prevention and control line there.

Shen Musen ran into a sparsely populated alley, where there were no signs of fighting or attacks.

She breathed a long sigh of relief. The health bar was thicker than a human's, but that didn't mean her physical strength was up to par.

This body is due for a good workout.

She leaned against the wall to catch her breath and began to calculate the route back to the community.

At this moment, the sound of electric current sounded in the quiet alley, the wheels stopped across the ground, and the sound of human footsteps came.

Shen Musen subconsciously closed his eyes, his eyes darkened, he held Yunhe tightly and immediately entered the fighting state.

He was startled when he saw the person coming, and then he saw what was behind him.

Chen Musen's eyebrows stood upright, his face was full of smiles.

Good guy, it’s not good for you to steal from someone else, right?