Single Dog Ending System

Walking downtown is definitely very dangerous.

But if they walk indiscriminately, they may not be able to reach the base before the fuel in the car runs out, and it will be equally dangerous at that time.

"Hey...going down here, it seems to be the city hall..." Zhang Mao said, "There must be a map in the city hall, and there must be a museum, and there must be a museum in the museum! It's deserted here, not many people..."

"It should be said that there may not be many zombies."

"Have you been here yet?"

"Well... my uncle used to work in the museum and brought me here a few times."

"It's six o'clock, we have to hurry up, it's not clear what's going on with the zombies at night."

Going down from the highway, there are very few vehicles on the side of the road. The further you go up, the farther the distance between buildings is. There are only one or two zombies wandering on the road, which is really deserted.

The car drove in for another 2 minutes, and they couldn't see the zombies at all, and the surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that it made people panic.

"I always feel that something is wrong..." Xiao Fei swallowed, looking out the car window vigilantly.

"Me too……"

"It's so quiet here..."

"On Monday, there must be people working here, but..."

Ling Liang frowned and looked at the rearview mirror, his expression changed, and he quickly drove the car to the stairs of the museum: "Get out of the car, hurry up, and enter the museum!"

"What's wrong……"

"Fuck! This is fucking!"

There is no need for Ling Liang to remind them anymore, because they can see that they are full of zombies, and they are surrounded by them from the front and back.At a glance, it must add up to several hundred.The zombies have completely occupied the road, and on this road, there are buildings on the left and small rivers and sculptures on the right, so there is no way for vehicles to pass.

A group of people hurriedly got out of the car and ran towards the museum.There is no way around this.There were only a few small bombs made by He Qing before, but now there is only one left, which is of no use at all.

The zombies were very fast, and they caught up with the stairs after they entered the museum.

"Run separately, this museum is divided into categories, and there are gates for rooms, and the doors will be locked when you enter!" Zhang Mao's voice trembled, but he still said loudly to everyone.

There are too many zombies, if you just chase them in one direction, even if you can enter a safe room, the zombies will squeeze the door open, and everyone will die by then.

Fortunately, the design of the museum is winding and easy to hide. It happened to be Monday when the virus broke out, and the museum was open.Otherwise, they may have no chance of survival today.

Ling Liang and Qin Lang ran to the third floor. There was no stair passage in the museum, and the main hall had a slope-shaped staircase. There was also an elevator on the side of the hall, but the elevator was too dangerous in this situation, so no one went there.The third floor is the primate room, and there is an office behind the room.

Qin Lang ran to the door of the office, twisted the handle, it was not locked!When he opened the door, Ling Liang also prepared the weapon in his hand, in case there was one inside, he could deal with it in time.

It was an empty office. They only remembered the sign outside the door after entering. This is the curator's office.The reason I remembered was that behind the desk facing the door, there was an old man sitting on the chair.The old man's complexion was pale, wrinkled and haggard.His eye sockets were sunken, his mouth was wide open, and his gray pupils rolled after Qin Lang and the two entered the door.

Obviously, it's a zombie.It was still a bound zombie, which was why he saw Qin Lang and the others only screaming from their throats, but they didn't rush over.The office is not too big, and it can be seen at a glance. There are no other zombies, so Qin Lang and the others are relieved.

The two went over, and there was a knife on the table of the old zombie.The two looked at each other, and used the knife to end the zombie's needless struggle.

A photo on the desk was spattered with two black drops of blood.Qin Lang glanced at the photo, the old man smiled kindly, holding a golden monkey in his arms, and the little monkey lively wrapped its tail around the old man's arm, it was not difficult to see the intimacy between the two.

Qin Lang sighed, and buckled the photo frame face down.

"Did the curator want to commit suicide before?" Ye gradually came, Qin Lang curled up on the sofa and whispered.

"It should be. But maybe he couldn't do it, so he tied himself up with a rope." Ling Liang sat on the other side of the sofa, watching the last ray of sunlight outside disappear into the sky, "It should be to protect someone. "

Qin Lang also sat up and faced Ling Liang, he asked: "Ling Liang, can we reach the base alive?"

Ling Liang moved his eyes from the window to Qin Lang's face, he moved a few minutes away, but Qin Lang didn't hide, so he couldn't help reaching out and caressing Qin Lang's face.

Qin Lang's face was pressed, and Ling Liang's hand was sandwiched between his shoulder and face.

Ling Liang laughed out loud, but didn't rush to take his hand away from Qin Lang's oppression, "There will always be a way."

Qin Lang snorted, and said habitually: "To put it lightly, our current situation is that the city is surrounded by zombies, and the roads are all blocked. How can there be a way? Unless, there is really some supernatural power erupting, fire, thunder, Burned them all with one brain..."

It's obviously a desperate situation, but Ling Liang can still laugh at this moment.His palm felt Qin Lang's moving cheek when he spoke, and his heart was itchy slightly, "If you can't escape, you can still die with you, it's not the worst."

Qin Lang was startled, pursed his lips, and released Ling Liang's right hand, and didn't speak for a long time.He had no place to put the food he picked up at the convenience store before, so he carried two packs in his pocket, now he took out one pack and shared part of it with Ling Liang.

It's just two packs, I don't know how long it will last.Fortunately, there was still half a bucket of water in the water dispenser in the office, and the electricity was still on. The two boiled water and had a drink.

The moonlight is bright, distant and pure, and it is impossible to see how bloody and desperate it is under the moonlight.

"Is it cold?" Under the bright moonlight, Ling Liang took Qin Lang into his arms without waiting for Qin Lang's answer, and took off the leather coat that was scratched by the zombies today and put it on the two of them.

When Qin Lang saw this dress, he had lingering fears: "Fortunately, it's my leather coat..." There were not many clothes from the dormitory building before, this leather coat belonged to Qin Lang, and it was also what Ling Liang had been wearing since he came to Yuanyang Lake.

The close-fitting clothes have been changed once or twice, but the jacket has never been changed.After all, in the time of life and death, who cares whether the clothes are dirty or not?Just keep warm.

Ling Liang lowered his eyes and moved his eyes from his clothes to Qin Lang's pink and round earlobes. He rested his head on Qin Lang's shoulder, and when he spoke, he took warm breaths and hit Qin Lang's ears: "Yes, in this way, You saved me. Qin Lang, you are so kind."

"Hey..." Qin Lang shrunk his neck while blushing, "Why are you always flirting with me these days... Ling Liang, you must be..."

"Hmm." Ling Liang didn't want to move, put his hands around Qin Lang's waist, and hugged Qin Lang even tighter.

"Huh? What? I... I haven't finished yet." Qin Lang's heartbeat gradually accelerated, even through the clothes, the beating could still be conveyed to Ling Liang who was close to his back.

"It's just what you think, Qin Lang, I like you." Ling Liang kissed someone's earlobe that had turned from pink to a shade darker at this moment, and said, "I originally planned to wait until after the base...but now I'm afraid The possibility of us getting there is already very small, this is probably the last few days we can live, I don’t want to leave regrets at the end of my life. So, I admit it, I like you.”

Qin Lang, who was still stretching his body to hide for a while, softened up when he heard Ling Liang's words. He leaned in Ling Liang's arms obediently, and seriously enjoyed this man's warm embrace. After all, their lives may be very short. It's almost over.

Ling Liang hugged Qin Lang even tighter, and his deep voice was full of joy and bitterness, "Little idiot... didn't you respond?"

Unexpectedly, Qin Lang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly turned his head and kissed him on the lips. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at him against the moonlight: "Let's do it."

"..." Ling Liang had to react for a few seconds before confirming that Qin Lang said this.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes can't help showing sadness, "It's like drawing an end to our 20-year short life."

They were about to die. Although the museum was huge, there were so many zombies chasing them in. Even if they were not found, they would starve to death.In such a desperate situation, doing something that feels happy and beautiful is probably their last romance.

Ling Liang held Qin Lang's face and kissed Qin Lang back, with a faint smile on his lips, "You are wrong, I am one year older than you. I am 21 years..."

Qin Lang was pressed on the sofa, his mouth was still pouted, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Yes, you are handsome, everything you say is right..."

Under the bright moonlight, Qin Lang's already slightly white body was as white as porcelain jade, very beautiful.Ling Liang kissed her inch by inch, he was the most devout believer, every kiss was full of love.

The hoarse and ugly voices of zombies are still echoing in the museum, the air is full of rotten death, and the night has just come.Under the torment of fear, the hot body, which is different from the coldness of the moonlight, and the shallow breathing sound after depression, appear more moving and beautiful.

They embraced completely, not only the body but also the soul. The joy of giving each other was a beauty that Ling Liang had never experienced, which made him addicted.

They were in the clouds, and they didn't even notice that the door lock of the office was opened a crack from the outside, and then it was quickly closed again.

A few seconds later, Ling Liang stopped, glanced at the office, and paused for a second on the wax figure of the monkey on the desk - it was obvious that the curator loved the monkey very much, and the wax figure was there in the first place.

There doesn't seem to be anything strange.

"What's the matter?" Qin Lang's eyes were full of water, and his slightly hoarse voice was also very pleasant.

"No..." Ling Liang just wanted to say that the feeling that someone was looking at them was probably his illusion, when he saw Qin Lang's blushing face turn pale, and hurriedly pushed him away from him, and instinctively stretched out his arms to block it.

Ling Liang was stunned for half a second, immediately picked up the knife on the sofa and coffee table, and stabbed the murderer who suddenly attacked them - a golden monkey.

Ling Liang stabbed very accurately and hit the little monkey's head. However, Qin Lang had already been bitten—to save him.Blood was gurgling from his white arm and dripping onto the sofa.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "jingle", Ling Liang, who was disheveled, quickly took off the shirt that was half hanging on his body, and hurriedly covered Qin Lang's arm.

Ling Liang, who had always been calm, was beating wildly at this moment, trembling all over, panic was written all over his delicate face, and something was muttering on his pale lips.

Qin Lang listened attentively, and it seemed that "it won't be... nothing will happen..."

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, like falling into an ice cellar, and the coolness traveled along the limbs and bones to the heart.

Ling Liang stood by the sofa, his shirt was gone, his face was bloodless, holding Qin Lang's injured arm.This should have been a funny scene, but Qin Lang couldn't laugh at all.His heart twitched violently, and he slightly turned his eyes sideways to hide some emotions.

Qin Lang half-kneeled on the sofa, and let Ling Liang bandage him and wipe the blood on him. After watching him finish all these useless efforts, he exhaled heavily, and said in the calmest tone: "Ling Liang, I'm infected. It's..."

"No!" Ling Liang retorted immediately, "No, no zombies bit you. You will be fine..."

"Don't be like this, Ling Liang." Qin Lang's eyes were red, and he caressed Ling Liang's face with his intact left hand, and choked up, "You and I both saw it, the little monkey's entire shoulder is gone, and his eyes are like zombies... "

Ling Liang laughed out loud: "No, it can still open the door with the key, and close the door after opening the door. How does it look like it has been infected?"

As if it was a particularly funny joke, Ling Liang couldn't stop laughing, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.But Qin Lang knew that those tears were not from laughter.

But they all understood that the golden monkey was indeed infected.It can open and close the door with a key, perhaps it is a habit that the little monkey repeated during his lifetime. After opening the door for the owner, he will be rewarded.

Qin Lang hugged Ling Liang's trembling body distressedly, "Ling Liang... I'm sorry."

Ling Liang hugged Qin Lang tightly, with such strength that he wanted to rub Qin Lang into his blood. He closed his eyes and said hoarsely: "It's okay, I will be with you. Don't be afraid, I will always be with you. I will lock the door Die, a few hours later...you eat me, and we'll be together forever..."

[Ding, Ling Liang—favorability +10, current favorability is 90. ]

Qin Lang's heart was hit hard by something, the pain twitched, and his limbs were weak.

He has always felt that the degree of favorability is just a series of values, and whether it matches his heart and how much it matches is still open to question.He is not afraid of pain or death, just because this is just a game, it is not true that he will die even if it hurts.

Yet this man could say such things to him.

Even if two people love each other, one of them becomes a zombie, the other should choose to kill his lover and then commit suicide.But Ling Liang chose to let him eat him—even though he turned into a zombie, he couldn't hurt him.

A favorability score of 90 is not enough for Ling Liang to do this. He can't imagine how much this person loves him.

He suddenly wanted to go back to his world, meet this man, and ask him, do they know each other?