Naruto: Start as Uchiha Obito

"Xing Daorong, you... stop smoking, zombies... zombies are coming." I shouted in panic. Le Yao was only three feet away from me, less than 10 meters away, which made it easy for me to become Le Yao's next prey. Le Yao quickly locked onto me. I looked at Le Yao, the class beauty of Class 2010 and my deskmate. She never wore school uniforms because she thought they were too ugly. She was petite and wore a pink Lolita princess dress, a pair of over-the-knee white stockings on her legs, and black round-toed boots.

Her beautiful eyes were full of greed and blood at the moment. Her little tongue licked her lips wantonly, and she walked towards me at a leisurely pace. Her pink and harmless height and cute appearance made most people not take her seriously, but I was panicked, completely panicked. I looked at her, the blood on her skirt had not yet dried, and the scarlet color was so stinging to my eyes. I suddenly remembered a European and American horror drama I often followed - The Walking Dead. The zombies in the drama could not run or jump, but only walk slowly, which was in line with the core values ​​of the great Celestial Empire. If the zombies could run and jump, then Rick, Daryl and others would have no chance of survival.

Behind Le Yao, the body of the dormitory manager was still there, lying on the ground, dying in a pool of blood, twitching occasionally, probably a last breath before death. I widened my eyes, my pupils twitching constantly, and shouted, "You... don't come over here!!!"

"Fuck! It's really a zombie!" Xing Daorong hurriedly came out of the woods, puffing out a puff of smoke from his mouth. When he saw the scene clearly and confirmed that the person who had turned into a zombie was Le Yao, he chuckled, "Tsk, I wondered who it was, it turns out to be the pretty girl in our class." Xing Daorong laughed again, and he laughed out loud. I felt my scalp tingling when I heard his laughter, "Why are you laughing for no reason, brother? This is a fucking zombie! Why don't you run? Are you staying here and waiting to die?" I yelled at him angrily.

Xing Daorong licked his lips, looked at Le Yao who was getting closer in front of him with an intriguing look, and began to analyze it in a serious manner. The next second, Xing Daorong's eyes suddenly lit up: "Her lips are still red, and the eye circles haven't turned black or purple yet. This means that she has just turned into a corpse not long ago. She should be able to rush after warming up!" After Xing Daorong finished speaking, he greeted her with a smile.

His action made me dumbfounded. I knew this guy was always very courageous, extremely daring, but facing such brutal zombies, he had lost his mind and humanity, and he was still thinking... I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so I turned around and ran away. I knew that if nothing unexpected happened, Xing Daorong would be dead, and he would become the next food in Le Yao's stomach, and make a sacrifice to fill Le Yao's stomach. But all this was his own fault. As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. There is no need for me to sympathize with him.

Sure enough, when I had run less than five hundred miles, I heard Xing Daorong's heart-wrenching wails and groans from behind me. The screams were like those of a pig being slaughtered, and my scalp suddenly felt numb. I didn't dare to look back, for I was afraid that I would faint from fright. I had to run quickly without wasting a moment.

"Damn Xing Daorong, you didn't listen to my advice, and you blame yourself for your bad luck. Who do you think you are? Is it true that after Lu Bu's death, everyone is as brave as Lu Bu?" I wanted to leave school and go home, but the disaster had already come, the end of the world came suddenly, and this sudden corpse rebirth completely disrupted my life. From then on, my life was completely plunged into darkness.

Fortunately, the zombie outbreak has not spread on a large scale, and I have plenty of time to rush home. I will stay at home and take advantage of this stable "survival development period". I am a self-proclaimed doomsday survival expert and a veteran of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. I have watched no less than 1000 episodes of wilderness survival expert Bear Grylls' survival videos, and I am proficient in how to eat all kinds of wild animals. For most wild animals, you only need to remove their heads to eat them.

The heavy study pressure of senior high school tortured me. Sometimes, when I couldn't listen to the teacher's lecture in class, I would put a pile of books on the table to block myself, and then bury my head deeply, thinking about it in my mind. If the end of the world really comes one day, how long can I survive in this dangerous and extreme living environment? One day, one week, one month, one year, or until the end of the world?

However, just as I was about to step out of the school gate, I suddenly remembered that there was a book in the drawer of my seat in the classroom that I hadn't finished reading. It was called "Stealing the Stars in September", one of my favorite comic series. No! I have to go back. I must get that comic book back! With this thought in mind, I rushed back to the classroom without hesitation. Even though I knew it was a disaster that would lead to my life being in danger, I had no choice. What's the point of living without following comics?

I tiptoed to the corridor. The entire corridor of the senior year was in chaos. Students from every class seemed to have gone crazy, fighting each other madly. The scalp-numbing gnawing sounds, the thrilling collision sounds, the creaking sounds, every bite seemed to be biting on the bone, breaking the tendons and flesh together, which was creepy to listen to. At this moment, I completely realized that the zombie virus was really here... The virus called "Barbarossa" by foreign experts could spread in such a short time, which was really unbelievable to me.

Based on my experience of watching movies, I remember one episode where Rick hollowed out a zombie's stomach and smeared the zombie's internal organs and flesh on himself in order to avoid being hunted by zombies, in order to confuse the zombies' sense of smell and make it look real. In this way, the zombies would regard Rick as one of their own kind and would not actively attack him. However, movies and TV series are movies and TV series after all. It was obviously a very good strategy, a brain-opening idea that worked, but the brain-dead screenwriter insisted on calling the wind and calling the rain, causing a sudden heavy rain from the sky, which washed away the internal organs and flesh smeared on Rick and others, thus exposing their human identities...

I might as well give this method a try, so while those students who had transformed into zombies were busy "giving out their hearts and lungs" to their prey, I secretly stood behind them with a black stick, and hit a zombie hard on the back of its head, knocking it unconscious. I looked at the bloody hole in the back of the zombie's head, and the white, hot brain fluid gushed out and splashed all over me. My mind was very confused at this time. This was the first time in my life that I attacked others with a weapon, and the first time in my life that I wielded a knife and a stick. Although they were zombies, what I did constituted intentional injury according to the provisions of the Criminal Law. I began to get scared. Could it be that the pressure of my studies was too heavy, making my nerves a little confused? Could it be that everything was just my imagination?

If everything is just my fantasy, then I have undoubtedly committed the crime of intentional injury, I will be sentenced, I will go to jail, I will spend time in prison... I will lose my freedom from then on, like a bird with clipped wings. I shook my head desperately. To test whether I am fantasizing or dreaming, I gritted my teeth and slammed my head against the wall in front of me. It hurts... It hurts so much... The head is spinning, I am not dreaming, nor am I fantasizing, all this is really happening!