The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Song Jiu stayed in this small world all his life.

In the end, Ji Han had a car accident when he was young, which caused the root cause of his illness. He couldn't bear it at first, and a serious illness took away his life in winter.

The night when the man lost his breath, Song Jiu cried blindly. In the days that followed, he became ill with longing for her, and fell ill shortly after the man's death.

Fu Yanhan's old face can vaguely show his unparalleled beauty when he was young.

As if sensing something, he took out the painting that had been hidden for decades and put it in the hands of the man on the bed.

"Xiaojiu must be very worried when he can't find it. Please forgive our selfishness for hiding it and refusing to give it to you. Now this scroll is yours."

Song Jiu felt that he was about to die, and he vaguely heard a familiar voice.

Unable to hear clearly what was said, he was a little scared for no reason. He threw away the cold object in his hand and fumbled for something instead.

Until he took the big hand handed over by Fu Yanhan.

My heart suddenly stabilized.

Song Jiu's will was becoming chaotic little by little, and he no longer knew what the people around him were saying.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye because of the impending separation.

The unique mechanical sound of the system sounded in my mind.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the mission and now starting to leave the small world]

why?

Obviously the target of his mission is Ji Han, why can the scroll given to him by Fu Yanhan also complete the mission?

Perhaps, as the men suspected, they were essentially the same person.

Song Jiu's groggy head was thinking like this, his eyes closed, and he fell into endless darkness.

Fu Yanhan buried the two of them in the same coffin, took care of everything behind him, and then fell ill.

Before he died, he told his men to scatter his ashes on their graves after his death.

In fact, he didn't want to be buried with his sweetheart, but he couldn't bear to disturb Xiaojiu's sleep, and he couldn't bear to let Xiaojiu cry.

Reluctant.

……

"Help me! Help me!"

"Pull me up quickly, what are you doing! I am your boyfriend the most."

A man was clinging to the edge of the window, his body hanging in mid-air, and directly below his body, a mountain of zombies roared and climbed up like crazy, trampling on the corpses of the same kind.

The eyeballs were the characteristic gray-white color of the dead, and the bloody flesh on his face revealed his desire for fresh food.

The zombies rushed forward one after another as if they were on stimulants. In a few seconds, their virus-contaminated claws were about to reach the man hanging outside the window.

The handsome boy looked down fearfully, his heart filled with fear. He knew that if he didn't take action, both of them would become food in the zombies' mouths.

Just when he was hesitating, the man suddenly let out a scream. It turned out that his ankle was cut by the zombie's claws, and the wound immediately showed signs of turning black.

Can't live.

With tears in his eyes, the handsome boy ignored his boyfriend's shocked and desperate gaze, and ruthlessly opened the fingers on the window sill one by one.

My boyfriend fell into a swarm of zombies.

The miserable moans downstairs were gradually drowned in the sounds of zombies biting.

The handsome boy quickly locked the window and slid down the wall, his fingertips trembling.

Sorry, sorry, I have no choice but to do it.

If you're to blame, it's your bad luck. You've been infected by the zombies. It's useless to save them. It's better to die happily.

The handsome boy convinced himself in this way, and his originally guilty expression gradually turned cold.

Twenty-seventh century.

A meteorite carrying a deadly virus crashed into the Blue Star, bringing a devastating disaster to mankind.

At first, people thought it was just a simple fever and cough, so they went to see a doctor and took medicine. After they recovered, they thought it was okay and relaxed their vigilance.

No one expected that the incubation period of the deadly virus would be as long as 40 years. By the time the virus broke out, it was too late to stop the spread. Most people in the central military camp were infected by the virus.

As if the pause button has been pressed, the development of the world has fallen into an unprecedented stagnation.

It has been two months since the beginning of this disaster, but Blue Star civilization has almost been destroyed in a very short period of time. Humanity will no longer be the overlord of Blue Star.

Brain-eating zombies run rampant on the land, and their saliva and blood carry deadly viruses. Low-level zombies move slowly, but high-level zombies move quickly and can even think simply. Their intelligence is equivalent to that of an eight-year-old human child. .

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Among the surviving humans, there are also a few lucky ones whose bodies have been strengthened after the high fever and have acquired powers that can save their lives.

Led by leaders and superpowers, human survivor bases have sprung up on the land. Among them, the largest base is none other than the Dawn Base in the South.

After receiving the news, countless people went south to seek refuge.

"Captain, this shopping mall has been looted and there are very few supplies." Zhao Yu walked over and reported the situation truthfully to the man in front of him in a low voice.

The man was tall, with a strong body wrapped in a camouflage uniform, wearing a pair of black military boots, and his back was cold.

"You go back first, I'll go look elsewhere."

After saying that, the tall man jumped down from the fifth floor of the shopping mall and disappeared into the distance into an afterimage.

Zhao Yu held a small bag of collected supplies in his hand and sighed.

On the day when the virus broke out on a large scale, the captain and he happened to be sent out on a mission. Countless people fell into coma, but when they woke up, they looked different and attacked the same kind indiscriminately.

Just like the zombies in apocalyptic movies.

So when the captain fell into a coma due to fever, Zhao Yu was extremely scared. The captain had always taken good care of him in the army. He could not do anything that betrayed his conscience, so he gritted his teeth and tied the captain up with a rope.

There was still a trace of luck in his heart. What if it was just an ordinary fever? He couldn't leave the captain alone. If he was really infected, he couldn't bear to see the captain turn into a man-eating monster. He had to deal with it himself.

Zhao Yu stared closely at the sweating and unconscious man, and took action at the first sign of mutation.

Unexpectedly, the captain was not infected. With a raise of his hand, a bolt of lightning carved a black hole in the cement wall, and Zhao Yu himself awakened the fire power the next day.

He followed the captain all the way south, saving many people one after another along the way.

Fortunately, there are five superpowers in the team, and their levels are not low. There is no big problem in protecting a dozen ordinary people.

The sky was gloomy and gray, and thick dark clouds enveloped the entire dead city. It was bloody and ruined, and the empty streets were filled with deathly silence and fear.

When will this apocalypse end?