Doomsday After Turning into a Zombie

In the next few days, Yan Hao lived in peace, and it seemed that he was forgotten in the base.

Wu Rong's base never feeds a person in vain, and Yan Hao was arranged to move things.

Yan Hao was a bit out of place with these rough men, mainly because his good-looking skin was very attractive to the girls in the base.

The momentary comfort can make them forget about the danger for a short time, and they will always come here when they have nothing to do, and stay with Yan Hao for a while under the pretense of being a helper.

The end of the world seems to have torn off the shyness of the girls. They were passionate and unrestrained, Yan Hao was caught off guard, so he had to show a cold face every day to let them retreat.

These girls just like to chat with Yan Hao, and many girls quickly turn their faces and leave after learning that he is just an ordinary person.

Life is more important than beauty.

Even so, the other helpers still didn't like Yan Hao, and even made things difficult for him, leaving all the dirty work to Master Hui who hadn't experienced much of it.

Yan Hao is unhurried every day, he is not short-tempered, but he does not want to cause any trouble before leaving, the longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for him.

He squatted down and picked up the heavy wooden box. There was a sharp pain in the tip of his left finger. He subconsciously let go of his hands. The unstable wooden box fell to the ground and cracked. Yan Hao shook his hands twice and hissed.

Looking down to see the purple-black blood on the fingertips, the whole person seemed to be thrown into the ice and snow wearing short sleeves. The muscles on his face were necrotic, and he couldn't make other expressions. His eyes were red and his breathing gradually became rapid.

"What are you doing!" The sharp scolding made Yan Hao recover quickly.

He pressed his hand against the edge of his trousers and rubbed it twice, and the black and purple blood was wiped away.

The person who came over to call Yan Hao saw Yan Hao's ugly expression at a glance. He frowned, his shriveled cheeks puffed up because he often didn't eat enough, and glared at him viciously: "The base doesn't support useless people."

Yan Hao's mood was still unstable, and a sudden feeling of boredom arose in his heart. He bent down, and put his fingers into the wooden box forcefully, the sound of the wood cracking was not obvious under the man's saliva.

He lowered his head, the corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and his mind was in a mess.

The man was even angrier when he saw Yan Hao ignoring him. He couldn't understand that the little boy could still be popular in the last days, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Yan Hao. With the strength he swung, he sat down on the ground.

Severe pain swept over, and screams sounded.

He raised his head to continue to reprimand the young man, but he met Yan Hao's eyes.

The cruel and cold eyes turned into sharp blades and stabbed at him. His body trembled, his legs straightened up, his lips trembled twice, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Yan Hao picked up the wood on the ground with several holes poked by his fingers, and walked out of the workshop expressionlessly.

Back to the place where I lived temporarily, walked into the bathroom, and numbly turned on the faucet to rinse my fingers.

The coagulated purple-black blood was scrubbed away little by little. The wound was not big and had healed long ago. He was completely exhausted and leaned against the gray-white wall, his fingers hanging under his body trembling slightly.

From the moment he woke up, he was wondering why he was still standing here alive after being scratched by a zombie.

There was still a trace of fear and tension in his heart, but now he was at a loss.

He is no longer purely human.

Having been scratched by zombies, he still remains awake without zombification.

He licked his dry lips, fear deep in his pupils.

If other people know, they will either be afraid of him, or they will take him into the laboratory for research.

Yan Hao cursed anxiously in his heart, he moved away from the wall, started to walk back and forth in the room, stretched out his hand to press his eyes, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

Wu Rong couldn't bear it any longer, Ge Huai and Song Jia blatantly went out against his orders these nights.

He didn't avoid his eyeliner at the base, but he didn't know where they went after he went out. Even Liu Wenqian, a person with super speed ability, couldn't find them.

He began to regret his original greed.

Wu Rong himself has ambitions and the qualifications to become a hero, otherwise he would not have been able to form such a powerful base when Rongcheng was besieged by a large number of zombies.

Song Jia took out a piece of chocolate from today's small inventory and stuffed it into her mouth. The rich taste of chocolate made her squint her eyes: "Captain, you are trying to piss off that guy Wu Rong."

Ge Huai pointed to the box on the table without any contact, the box flew up out of thin air and fell into his hand.

"I did so much work for him in vain, but he has a small heart." He took out a lollipop from the box and prepared to use it to survive his cigarette addiction. "If I really target him, he thinks this base will be difficult." I?"

The man deliberately lowered his voice because of his disdain and sarcasm, and his handsome facial features were full of aggression.

Song Jia smacked his lips, obviously used to the captain's beauty, "Then when shall we leave?"

"today."

"today??"

Yan Hao didn't have anything to pack, he wanted to find out his secrets, so he left without taking anything with him.

There were a few people guarding the gate of the base. Yan Hao made up a random reason and was let out. After all, he was empty-handed and he didn't have any special abilities. They didn't want to pay more attention to him at all.

He was confused and walked along the street aimlessly. He picked up an iron rod from the street in his hand to prevent the sudden appearance of zombies.

The sky gradually darkened, and the air became slightly cold after the sun went down. Yan Hao had heard from Guan Bei that the frequency of zombies coming out at night was no less than that during the day, and a thin layer of sweat emerged from the palms holding the iron bars.

And so he walked till dawn—

The dark sky gradually turned dark gray, and after a while, the sun stretched out from the east, dazzling red.

Yan Hao was sitting in a shop that had been hollowed out, even the rolling shutters were damaged, he was resting with his eyes half closed, the golden sun shone on his eyelids, and he slowly opened them.

When the eyes touched the empty street, there was still a moment of confusion, and it was only after one piece of information flashed through the brain that I remembered what was going on.

He lowered his head to look at himself whose clothes were just a little dusty, and touched his nose in disbelief, his luck must have been too good.

It is said that there are many zombies in Rongcheng, but he didn't encounter any of them.

And... without eating, he was not hungry at all.

Yan Hao kept his doubts in mind, stood up and prepared to move on.

"Yanhao...?"

A familiar voice sounded not far away, Yan Hao raised his head and met Ge Huai Song Jia's eyes.

The astonishment in Ge Huai's eyes was undisguised, and thunder and lightning flashed in his mind, and everything connected together, "You left yesterday?"

Yan Hao took a step back cautiously, he didn't relax his vigilance just because he knew them, his body tensed up.

Ge Huai almost laughed angrily, he now understands what karma is.

When this good-looking young man just woke up and saw the reluctant expression on the base, he guessed that Song Jia and him probably did something bad, but they didn't have time to take care of him anymore.

I didn't expect that I was tricked by him when I left, although he was also unconscious.

The man who had had a conflict with Yan Hao before felt aggrieved, and told his superiors about it when Yan Hao left for an afternoon and hadn't returned yet.

Wu Rong just got the news. Now he believes that Yan Hao is indeed an ordinary person, but he has doubts about his relationship with Ge Huai and Song Jia. When he heard the news, he immediately sent someone to keep an eye on Ge Huai and Song Jia.

The two who had planned to leave that night took a lot of thought before leaving.

When Ge Huai saw Yan Hao, he probably guessed that Wu Rong had noticed that Yan Hao was missing, so he became wary of them, and they happened to rush together.

but……

He glanced around the young man's thin body, suppressed the rolling emotions in his eyes, and stretched out half of his body out of the car window, "Do you want to go together, we can take you all the way."

Yan Hao subconsciously wanted to refuse——

"It's dangerous for you to walk alone in Rongcheng."

Yan Hao pursed his lips. He vaguely felt that it was not a coincidence that he didn't meet the zombies last night. It was even more suspicious to reject Ge Huai now, although they didn't seem to have any malicious intentions towards him.

But now Yan Hao, even himself refused to believe it.

Ge Huai looked at the young man whose face was changing, and laughed, "Little friend, what are you afraid of? We will never hurt you."

"...I'm counting on you guys."

Yan Hao sat in the back, and when he got into the car, he saw that the back seat was full of all kinds of snacks that were extremely rare in the last days and food that could fill his stomach. He froze slightly, pushed those things aside, and shrank himself in the corner , trying to make his actions look unsuspicious.

Seeing Yan Hao's movements through the car mirror, Song Jia laughed without making a sound, and signaled the captain to look behind with her eyebrows and eyes.

Ge Huai didn't miss this scene, and laughed dumbfounded, this child is really cute.

"You haven't eaten since last night, so you can fill your stomach with something that suits your appetite." Ge Huai didn't give Yan Hao a chance to refuse, "If you are in danger, I don't want you to not even have the strength to escape .”

Yan Hao, who wasn't very hungry at all and was full of energy, stared at him. His face looked particularly good when he was angry. Ge Huai was slightly stunned, and he knocked on the steering wheel twice helplessly: "Eat well, little guy."

Yan Hao lived in a complicated environment since he was a child, and he was extremely sensitive to emotions. He could feel that Ge Huai was just joking, but since yesterday he couldn't control his emotions.

He lowered his eyes, his back slightly arched, "Sorry."

Ge Huai withdrew from the corner of his eye, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Yan Hao casually picked up a pack of biscuits and asked belatedly, "Where are you going?"

Ge Huai couldn't help laughing. He didn't think of this question until he got in the car. Why did he think this little guy was smart before? He was obviously dumbfounded. He lowered his voice: "Go back to Wu Rong's base."

Yan Hao: "...!"

Is it too late to get off now?

Song Jia on one side was lost in thought when she saw the captain whose words and deeds were as different as the distance between North and South Pole in peacetime. She comforted herself in her heart that her eyesight was not good today, and she actually had such an illusion.

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Today's update, Merry Christmas, this chapter sends red envelopes, bow