Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

He stretched out his hand and pushed the gear lever set to fifth gear to the third gear position. Mo Ze stretched out his foot and kicked the back of the driver's seat. Looking at the car that almost hit him with guilt, he said angrily: "Mom, didn't you get along with me?" Dad took the driver's license test together! How come he drives so steadily and you are so swaying? You can't be stuffing red envelopes, can you?"

"I don't know what happened, but I shifted to the wrong gear. Not only are you scared, but I'm also scared!"

"Be careful... now there are three lives in one car, and I escaped with this car."

Outside the window, the shutter door of the grocery store was pushed up from the inside. The store manager walked out of the store leisurely with a cigarette in his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke, his orange-red eyes watched the white shadow whizzing past in front of him. After reacting, he was choked by the smoke, ran to the road and saw the license plate number in the distance, nodded as if he had expected it, and walked back to the shop with a cigarette in his mouth.

Moze also saw the store manager, and opened his mouth in disbelief, feeling more comfortable than himself.Still smoking out for a walk?I had a small life.

There was no dirt on the store manager's body, and the saliva from his face was washed clean. Even black hair seemed to grow back on his bald head.No wonder I saw him in a good mood just now. After being bald for two years, his hair suddenly grew back. This is the unattainable wish of many bald patients.

Leng Yan also saw the store manager, and was surprised that there were still people so leisurely. After seeing Mo Ze's expression, he pushed it lightly a few times, pointed to the grocery store behind the car and asked, "Who? Such a god? Dare to go out and smoke on this kind of day?"

"An infected person has his own consciousness. These infected people are human and not human, and they can't tell." Polishing the fruit knife used as a spearhead with sandpaper, Moze laughed: "You said that if we can become That kind of infected person seems to be good, how good is it to have their own consciousness and not be attacked by other infected people?"

"Think about whether you dare to do it when you are attacked by them!" Leng Yan was not impressed by what Moze said, pulled out the short knife Moze gave him, and gently touched the blade along the blade.

A body fell in the middle of the road appeared in front of him, and Mo's mother, who didn't intend to avoid it, ran over it, causing the whole car to shake.Leng Yan slipped his hand, and the sharp blade cut a short wound on the fingertip with a thin layer of calluses.

The light red blood was stained on the knife, and he shook his body coldly, and couldn't help laughing out loud.Then he pressed the wound and wiped away the blood with the paper Moser handed over.

Leng Yan's slightly crazy laughter made Mo's mother glance at the rearview mirror strangely, and saw a bloody facial tissue in Mo Ze's hand, and there was also fresh blood on the dagger beside Leng Yan.

"You don't mean to learn how to use blood sacrificial knives in TV dramas, do you?"

"Sacrificing hair knife! Mother, can you drive steadily!" Putting the knife back into the scabbard, Mo Ze glanced at the short spear behind him, and rushed the point of the spear towards the bottom of the car with some fear.If you accidentally pierced yourself with a sudden brake, whose fault are you?

"It's okay, a small injury, I'm used to it." Pressing his fingers, he coldly pulled out his pain-free fingers from the tissue paper, looked at the smooth fingertips strangely, and rubbed his eyes in astonishment.

"But I don't understand how the injury healed so quickly! Didn't I still bleed just now?"

Before Moze stopped him, Leng Yan cut the back of his hand. This time the wound was much longer than the one on his finger, but the blood flowed out was even less.Crystal drops of blood trembled on the wound like jelly, dipped in a paper, and instantly stained the corner of the facial tissue red.

The slender wound was like two magnets attracting each other. Under the joint gaze of Moze and Leng Yan, the jelly-like blood gradually retracted into the wound. As the blood returned to the body, the two sides of the wound also closed together. The smooth skin was free of any signs of injury except for the coagulated erythema that appeared from the facial tissue.

And there was no pain. At the moment when Leng Yan picked up the knife and slashed at the back of his hand, he didn't feel anything, only the slight blockage of the knife cutting the skin and the insignificant cutting sound.

"...Auntie stop!"

Mom Mo glanced at the park on the side of the road, slowed down and stopped by the public toilet, lowered the car window and looked around for a while before unlocking the car: "Go, there may be infected people in the toilet, let Moze accompany you, Let's be safe together."

Seeing that Leng Yan really wanted to get out of the car, Mo Ze grabbed the wrist that was thinner than his own, and tore it off the handle.He unfastened the seat belt with his left hand and signaled Mo's mother to continue driving. Mo Ze pressed Leng Yan who wanted to leave hard, and fixed him on the seat with the seat belt.

"What do you want to do? Isn't it just a self-healing speed? How good is this skill?"

"Cell division in the infected person's body will speed up, remember?" Breaking away from Moze's grip on his hand, he covered his eyes and took a breath, then raised his cut arm and shook it in front of Moze a few times : "Isn't accelerated healing a manifestation of accelerated cell division? I am an infected person! I don't know when I was infected, why I didn't check out the symptoms after I was bitten, but I am an infected person now, do you know! I will infect you!"

"Look into my eyes." Regardless of what Leng Yan said, Mo Ze forcibly turned his head around, shrugged his shoulders at Leng Yan, who was stuck on his neck, and pressed a button over Leng Yan's body. button.

The seat moved back suddenly made Leng Yan lie down without reacting. Looking at the condescending Mo Ze, he turned his head not to be outdone.

"I told you to look into my eyes, but I didn't listen." Turning Leng Yan's head, the black and red eyes avoided Mo Ze's sight, and Mo Ze let go of his hand in a daze.

"I said I was infected, why don't you believe me!"

"If I say it looks good, will you bite me?" Rubbing his chin and helping Leng Yan put the seat back in place, Moze leaned against Leng Yan and snapped his fingers in front of him: "You're going to leave after seeing each other? My dad said that the infection of the virus is now limited to the contact between mucous membranes and infected secretions and blood transmission. What are you afraid of? Can your secretions touch my mucous membranes? I It's also different from your blood type, and it's impossible for your blood to enter my veins."

Changed a comfortable position, covered Leng Yan's mouth, and casually pointed at the GPS under the dashboard while drawing a circle on the black mask: "There are still two infected people in the farm we are going to, normal Seriously, what is there to worry about?"

"I'm worried that you and your mother will be infected by me! They said before that this disease is just a common flu, but now!" Leng Yan seemed dissatisfied with Moze's attitude, pushed Moze away to cover his hand, and fell into a dazed look. On the back of the chair: "I don't want to go either, but do you want to be infected as a 'patient' like outside, and there is your mother, she... Wait, Moze, turn your head!"

Inexplicably, cold words held his face, and Mo Ze stretched out his hand to block in front of him.With the mouth slightly squeezed and deformed, he said vaguely: "If you want a parting kiss, I won't give it to you!"

"Kiss what kiss! Your eyes are red too! When did you get infected?"

"Ah?" He blinked in a daze, and then excitedly took out the knife and stabbed his finger.

"Oh, it's the same as you!"

"Well, let's go together later."