Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

In the dim square space, the only large flashlight now emitted a weak, flickering light as if it had run out of battery.

Under the flickering light, a bunch of long, overlapping gray-black shadows were cast on the gray wall. The shadows moved and made rustling sounds.

The space, which was already small, seemed particularly cramped because of the presence of more than a dozen people standing there.

A deliberately low voice sounded: "Xie Qingyang, we can't take Luo Qianqian with us."

"Such a fragile young lady wouldn't be able to make it." Someone echoed.

The man leading the standing group looked between youth and maturity. The shadow cast by the dim light made his eyebrows and eyes look particularly handsome, and also made the wrinkles between his eyebrows seem deeper.

After hearing what everyone said, the boy seemed to be hesitant.

"Yes, senior, Luo Qianqian was scratched by a zombie and is now running a fever. She can't survive with her frail body. If she mutates, she won't be the only one to die." In the team, a short boy frowned and looked at the person on the ground with disgust in his eyes.

"I shouldn't have brought her with me in the first place. She's just a burden!"

As far as everyone could see, a girl with messy hair and an unclear face was lying on the dusty ground.

The girl's shirt was torn and blood was soaked through the fabric.

His sight moved down from the sweat-soaked hair to the thin arm hanging in front of him. There was a clear scratch on the fair skin, with blood and flesh flying around, and the area around the wound was blue-black in color.

This is the precursor to infection and mutation by the zombie virus.

Everyone's eyes turned cold for a moment.

They are all students who ran away from University A. A few days ago, these top students might never have imagined that they would be running around and facing life threats at any time in a few days.

It was a clear and crisp morning. Students were walking on the campus path on their way to class. A man covered in blood twisted his body and walked stiffly on the road, constantly approaching strangers around him.

A passing student wondered, "Today isn't Halloween, is it?"

Until the man with stiff movements approached, grabbed one of the men tightly, and bit him alive.

Panic spread and screams broke the silence.

The apocalypse broke out.

When I think back to the school days a few days ago, it feels like a lifetime ago.

"We can't hesitate any longer, let's get out of here first."

Everyone looked at Xie Qingyang. It was obvious that he was the core of this temporary small team.

After thinking for a moment, the boy said without any context, "This is the daughter of the Luo family in Kyoto."

The short boy immediately came out and said, "So what? We can just pretend we didn't see her. Besides, she's infected with the virus now."

Before Xie Qingyang could make a decision, the sound of zombies dragging their feet was heard outside the door, constantly approaching the door.

"Shh!"

Everyone held their breath, and when the sound outside the door faded away again, Xie Qingyang half-knelt down, took an object from the backpack beside the woman on the ground, and then waved his hand.

"We have never been here before today."

"withdraw."

After a sound of electricity, faint natural light came into the square space. A group of people left quietly, and the door closed again, leaving only one person in the space.

The zombie virus is overbearing.

Where the wound was infected, the blood turned blue-black and the surrounding flesh corroded quickly, and soon the person on the ground was dead.

After a moment of silence.

【Host, host, wake up. 】

The pain of flesh corrosion seemed less obvious because of the high fever and dizziness in the head. The woman leaning against the wall in the dark moved and turned her head to the other side, revealing a palm-sized face.

"..."

The cracked and blue lips opened and closed silently.

The system didn't hear clearly, so it asked again: [Host, what did you say? ]

Hua Xia gritted her teeth and snorted, "I have something to say but I don't know if I should say it or not."

【......】It’s not appropriate to talk about it. It’s not appropriate to talk about it.

As expected, every time Hua Xia woke up, she never had a good ending. She opened her eyes in the dark, and even though she couldn't see anything clearly, she knew that her situation was extremely bad.

The air was so stuffy and there was a strange, foul smell that made it difficult to breathe.

My whole body was soaked with sweat and felt hot, and it felt like there was a blender in my head.

During the movement, I felt no feeling in one arm.

"......Very good."

250 shuddered inexplicably and explained: [Host, this is a post-apocalyptic world, zombies are rampant, the original owner was scratched and died. ]

"Where is this?"

【A small warehouse located in the center of City A. 】

"Those people just now..."

250 Suddenly: [Host, you heard it. 】

[The man in the lead is called Xie Qingyang, the male protagonist of this world, and he goes to the same school as the original owner. These people are all rich children, and their families are either business tycoons, politicians, or military personnel.]

[They all studied at University A, and knew each other from the same class. When the apocalypse began, the original owner and the male protagonist escaped together, and then the zombie outbreak trapped them in City A. While looking for supplies, the original owner was accidentally scratched.]

Hua Xia also knew what happened next.

He simply died from being infected with a zombie virus.

It is now the seventh day of the apocalypse. The world has undergone tremendous changes. While people are trying to survive and flee, they have also slowly figured out some rules.

For example, some people suddenly awaken some superpowers, and there are only three possibilities when they are bitten by zombies. First, they get a fever and awaken their superpowers. Second, they mutate and become zombies. Third, they die directly.

The original owner was weak and could not cope with the first two situations, so he died instantly.

From the vague conversation of these people just now, it can be gathered that the original owner’s status before the apocalypse should have been much higher than these people, so much so that after the apocalypse, even though the original owner was useless in every way, they still took her with them.

According to inertia, there is nothing but profit.

I don’t know what the male protagonist of the world took away.

There was a long bang and the iron door of the warehouse was heard to bang against the door. Only one bang later, the roar of a zombie was heard. The sound was amplified by the iron door and echoed in the space, which was very harsh.

[Host, what should I do now? 】

Hua Xia: “….”

"Let's get some sleep first." The stiff and numb feeling in her captured arm had not passed, so Hua Xia leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.

250 watched for a while and found that the host was really asleep.

Sure enough, there is nothing that a good night’s sleep can’t block out.

Silence returned outside the door.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl leaning against the wall in the dark moved, stood up stiffly, and walked straight to the door. Then she glanced around in the darkness, raised her hand and slapped the button on the wall next to her.

The electronic iron door slowly pulled up, making a slight sound.