Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Where does Lu Qianji live?What is the environment like in this city?What is the geographic location?Where are the public facilities with a lot of supplies, such as supermarkets and police stations?Where can I get weapons?

Moze doesn't know about these problems, and it's impossible for him to know clearly as long as he absorbs a person who doesn't have long-sightedness like before.

It cannot be absorbed or imitated, which means that food and water have once again become necessary materials.

Asking Chen Simeng to carry four sports glasses filled with water, Moze held up a bottle of French red wine found in the kitchen.Looking at the brand is not something that ordinary people can afford, but just like what Lu Qianji said before her death, she used to have a happy life.

Maybe it was her patient thanking her for the gift, maybe her boyfriend was planning a romantic candlelight dinner with a bottle of fine wine.

But now, it's all in the past tense. Lu Qianji said before that she wanted to seek death, but now she left this world involuntarily, and she didn't know if she had fulfilled her wish.

Picking up a dusty goblet, Moze poured half a glass of dark red wine, and gently placed it beside Lu Qianji, who had already started to show corpse spots, then poured down the remaining half of the wine bottle .

Since it can't be absorbed directly, it shouldn't be regarded as a failure to meet the requirements after being absorbed into the body?

After licking off the droplets from the corners of his lips, Moze coughed twice because he drank too much, and then handed the bottle to Chen Simeng who was still trying to stuff the fifth sports water cup into his backpack.

I don't know why Lu Qianji has so many sports cups.

Puzzled, he drank up the remaining liquid in the wine bottle. Chen Simeng burped slightly, and looked at Mo Ze strangely: "Why did you drink it so fast? According to your habits, Master, shouldn't you wait until later and drink slowly?" ?”

"Glass bottles are easy to break. You can't use the simulation ability to quickly kill the enemy, and you can't absorb it. It's better to drink it up now and store the water in your body first. Anyway, the prototype body doesn't need to go to the toilet and won't sweat. Five bottles of water are enough for us I've been drinking for a long time."

After walking to the peephole of the anti-theft door, Moze closed one eye and looked out of the door.

Red one.

Two zombies are frantically biting a dead man. The clothes that were originally worn on the man have been torn into rags, hanging in the mouth of the zombie, or at the unfavored joints with little flesh .

As if feeling the smell of food behind the metal door, the zombie near the door had strands of unswallowed meat in its mouth, and with the instinctive sensitivity of a predator, it twitched its nose covered in blood.

Just looking at the outline of this zombie's face, it should be regarded as a handsome guy, but it's a pity that he has a good face!

After unscrewing the latch of the anti-theft door, after a click, Moze pushed the door leaf violently, knocking away the zombie who had noticed his existence.

He stepped on the head of the zombie who was still focused on eating, and pushed the short knife into the eye socket of the staggered zombie with his backhand. The viscous liquid flowed out of his hand, which made him feel very sick.

The zombie that was trampled on was still struggling, but how could the strength of the prototype body be matched by an ordinary zombie? After lifting his foot a little, he stepped down again, and the red and white thing wrapped in broken skin and flesh was gone. Spread out in all directions like blooming flowers.

He kicked his feet in disgust, the sticky feeling was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't clean the dirt directly by absorbing it like before, which made Moze regret that he dealt with the zombie so simply and rudely.

In this way, he had to find a way to clean his body after the battle, or avoid close combat.

Otherwise, even if you don't get sick due to infection or become the same walking dead like them, the stench on your body alone is enough to make you uncomfortable.

He beckoned to Chen Simeng who was in the room, and Chen Simeng, who was already holding the pistol in his hand, ran out the door knowingly, looked at the stairs in the stairwell professionally, and replied shortly, "It's safe."

"It's safe, let's go when it's safe, go downstairs and find out if there is a suitable place to hide, or find food and come back and throw away the corpse at the door, and continue to live here for a few days." After a pause, he added : "There is also Lu Qianji's body, if we return it, we can bury her."

"Are you the police or the special police?" A delicate female voice made Moze turn the gun sharply, pointing the black muzzle at the crack of the door where the sound came from, and replied loudly: "Neither, just lucky survivors .”

Without any thought of putting away his weapons, Moze, who has already experienced a round of apocalypse in his own world, has not really experienced what it means to survive in dire straits, but he can be regarded as feeling that in the case of losing the law, human beings who rely solely on moral constraints have how terrible.

Although this is just the beginning, from the fact that Chen Simeng was able to retrieve four police pistols without any attack, it can be seen that the normal order of the city has almost collapsed.

If the people in the room suddenly pushed the door like me just now, and I put away my weapon, I would definitely not get any benefit.

At this time, the anti-theft door that was only opened by a thin slit was slowly pushed open, and a bloated man in a suit and leather shoes, but with an abnormal blush on his face, ordered imposingly: "Put down the gun! Take us!" Go downstairs to the parking lot."

From the looks of it, it should be someone like a company executive, but for Moze, aggressive threats and orders have never been of any use.

Keeping aiming, he took two steps back, leaned on Chen Simeng's back, and Mo Ze, who walked down the stairs step by step, looked at the man's embarrassing expression with some appreciation, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at! As long as you are willing to take me to the parking lot, I can arrange a good job for you." The man who seemed to think that he was reasonable nodded slightly, and just put on his tie, and said righteously : "You are just playing around with guns now. When the situation calms down, these lunatics will be put in the police station. If I don't testify for you, you will go to jail. Think about your parents, are you worthy of them! "

Speechlessly raising his eyebrows, Moze noticed that behind the man, the beautiful woman who spoke just now was trying to stop the man's "nonsense", so he couldn't help laughing even louder.

"Chen Simeng, the location of the parking lot has been confirmed! Let's go downstairs!" Pointing the gun at the man with an ugly face, it was not until the stairwell on the next floor that Mo Ze responded arrogantly: "I'm sorry to tell you Surely our parents wouldn't care about that."

The metal door on the first floor was not opened, and the electronic lock was still working dutifully.Although through the two layers of thick tempered glass embedded in the door panel, you can clearly see all the crazy things happening in the community.

The white-collar worker who was riding an electric scooter to go to work looked in horror at the security guard who was supposed to open the door for him. Like a hungry and thirsty pervert, he gnawed on his chest anxiously with his mouth full of saliva.

The student who was taken home looked strangely at his mother who was talking and laughing with him just now, and turned around stiffly, as if he had shown intimacy before, but this time, from a light kiss to a bite bite.

The hand that was about to open the door paused, Moze took a deep breath, and murmured for unknown promise: "If this is a tragedy created by the First Civilization purely for the sake of testing, I will definitely kill them!"

Standing aside, Chen Simeng shuddered, and when he came back to his senses, Mo Ze had already passed three zombies who tried to attack him, and rushed all the way into the underground garage where there were only a few fluorescent tubes contributing to the brightness.

Even the smog cannot block the sunlight and heat, nor can it penetrate the thick concrete layer.Like most underground buildings, the underground garage is also indispensable for coldness and humidity, but just looking at the landing pole at the entrance that has been smashed into two pieces, one can already see that the underground garage is not safe. The place.

Not far from the entrance, there was a large blackened bloodstain. A female corpse with only her palm and calf was lying quietly on the ground. She had been deprived of the qualification to walk around again as a zombie.The remaining significance is only to surprise the timid, and by the way, it becomes a breeding ground for the growth of mosquito larvae.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too lazy to maintain it... The light tube on the side of the garage has turned yellow and cracked. If someone says that such a light tube can be turned on, other than he is joking, the only explanation left is that he is not normal. .

And in the darkened underground garage due to broken light tubes, next to a suv-looking vehicle, two black figures were fighting.

There are no human screams, only weird roars with the same pitch.

"Don't use the gun, that car looks good." Flicking away the blood stained in the stairwell on the short knife, the short knife in Moze's hand seemed to have its own independent life, spinning around like clockwork, and then He waved towards the two zombies who had found a new target.

Extraordinary strength combined with the skills that have been honed and proficient, he swung upwards, and used the short stiffness to turn around and stab repeatedly.

The two zombies were already lying on the ground, the knife wounds that split the cervical spine, and the zombies that could not move allowed Moze to confirm his speculation.

The killing method is the same as that of the infected, destroying the central nervous system and destroying the head.However, destroying the heart should have no effect. Seeing them dragging their mutilated bodies, they can still bite people with vigor and vitality.

Turning the shotgun behind his back, Moze looked at the empty carriage with some difficulty, pulled his neck and shouted unhappily: "Give me the keys on those two corpses!"

At first, I thought Chen Simeng would have to look for it for a while, but I didn't expect to hear his helpless reply after only a few seconds: "No! They don't have anything on them!"

"Stupid and cute, I'm lucky today." When he was about to drop the butt of the gun, the noise outside the garage made Moze speed up his movements.

It was the roar of zombies mixed with human panting, and it was quite large in terms of scale.

It is estimated that the zombies that are still wandering in the entire community have been attracted.

The arrogant man's voice just now appeared again.Although there was a weary exhalation, the majesty in his words was not diminished at all, holding a bunch of car keys in his hand, he scolded dissatisfiedly: "You two guys who don't learn well! How dare you steal my car! Believe it or not! Believe it or not, I will send you to the juvenile detention center!"

Raising his eyebrows, Moze, who was still debating whether to peacefully pick the car lock or smash the glass, hammered the butt of the gun against the car window without hesitation, swept away the fine glass shards, and nimbly got into the car window. compartment.

juvenile prison?Uncle, you are being chased by zombies now. Do you think there is still such an institution as a juvenile detention center in this city?

Are you living in a dream?