Survivor [Doom]

What kind of situation is that?Thousands of zombies roared past like a tsunami, Qi Chuan couldn't hear any sound during that time, because...the voices of the zombies really covered everything.

Qi Chuan will now believe that Chen Yingshi's previous warning was not just words, because two seconds ago, a woman's scream pierced the night sky in the distance, and then the voices of the zombie group stagnated for a moment, and then, the voice rose ten times higher than before. The endless roaring almost didn't break people's eardrums, and the countless footsteps hit the ground crazily. Qi Chuan even had a feeling—this is a species that can no longer be called human.

That poor woman didn't make a sound again, Qi Chuan didn't know why his heart was beating wildly, and there was a strange impulse in his heart, he wanted to see it very, very much.

Curiosity is probably a human instinct. As soon as Chen Yingshi let go of his hand a little, he raised his head cautiously and stood up. Of course, his movements were as light as a cat's. A window was opened at a higher position in this small room. The window was sealed, but through the gray window, Qi Chuan could see the street outside.

How quiet it is during the day and how noisy it is at night. Countless zombies are running and roaring. Their speed is very fast. How fast?It's probably at the level of the Olympics, and they don't feel pain. A zombie doesn't know what's going on, and it keeps hitting the windshield of a car. If the body can't hit it, it uses its head, but their skulls become very brittle. After a few hits, his head got stuck in the windshield. The zombie had no intelligence and no pain. Then, the zombie pushed harder and harder... His brains splashed out, and his skull was firmly stuck in the windshield. On the windshield, pull hard...

Qi Chuan squatted down silently, and quietly touched Chen Yingshi's side. Chen Yingshi probably knew what he saw at this time, after all, this was his idol from the past.

So Chen Yingshi patted his head and pulled him into his arms. Although Qi Chuan himself was very resistant to this kind of inexplicable contact, but thinking that Chen Yingshi was the one who saved his life, he still obeyed a little and moved towards his arms. drilled a bit.

The warmth made him close his eyes.

Chen Yingshi froze, thinking that as expected of my idol, he would be so good at drawing inferences after losing his memory.

Meng Xiang, who was awakened by the sound in a daze, watched the two of them hugging each other in the dark, with a dazed expression on his face, always feeling like he missed a world when he woke up?

All was well that night.

However, Chen Yingshi discovered a problem. Qichuan's body temperature is extremely low, really extremely low. Although it has been three years since the end of the world, the concept of seasons no longer exists, but... there are still hot and cold, and it is relatively hot now. Whether it is Qichuan Both his hands and his body were frighteningly cold, as if they had just been taken out of the refrigerator. When holding his fingertips, he couldn't feel the temperature at all.

It's also because his body temperature is too low, and Chen Yingshi's physical fitness is relatively high due to years of exercise, and people will always unconsciously approach it like a heat source. For example, Qi Chuan originally just slept next to him, and slowly unconsciously Just lean on him, even if you lean on him, put your hands on his neck. The key point is that Qi Chuan is not weak, and his hand strength is really strong. After being put on him for a while, Chen Yingshi felt two lumps of ice piled on his neck. On it, the second is to feel that the neck is strangled.

A few hours later, the first ray of sunlight shone in. Chen Yingshi actually didn't fall asleep that night. According to his character, although he talked a little too much, as a young man with good roots, how could he talk to someone he just met? so close?As a result, Qi Chuan looked cold and paralyzed. At night, that sleeping appearance was almost like a pillow. Chen Yingshi struggled a few times but he couldn't break free. Qi Chuan also maintained a kind of obsession with certain objects in his sleep. The attachment is like the kind where he decided that Chen Yingshi was a pillow, so he had to be a pillow obediently, and he couldn't even move it.

"Yeah, I haven't woken up yet." Chen Yingshi glanced at Qi Chuan who was sleeping next to him, his arms were still firmly locked on his arms, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Looking up again, Meng Xiang was sweeping back and forth between the two of them with a very gossip expression. Chen Yingshi got goosebumps all over his body from his wretched gaze. Without even thinking about it, he took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket and said Smashed it.

The paper was so light that it didn't hit Meng Xiang, but fell on Qi Chuan's face. After Qi Chuan woke up, he removed the paper from his face expressionlessly, stood up expressionlessly, and left expressionlessly.

Chen Yingshi: "..." Could it be!Shouldn't!Say something to me!

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As Chen Yingshi said, human beings in this world have higher-level needs, and to realize these needs, someone must make necessary contributions, or even sacrifice. He has been doing this for a long time, and it has become a habit. If he leaves the army, he actually has no idea what he can do.

Their family has been rooted in the military camp for generations, and they have been in the army for many generations, so it has been passed down from generation to generation, and it turned out to be Chen Yingshi's generation. The end of the world, Chen Yingshi didn't even think about going after the apocalypse broke out. Well, anyway, he is alone, his parents passed away a few years before the end of the day, and the closest thing is the brothers who have been with him all the time. Now that he thinks about it when his parents passed away, he was so sad that he was going to die. Actually, there is no need to be sad. It's very fortunate, otherwise the two elders might not have a happy ending in the face of this sudden collapse of the world.

I still don't know when this doomsday will end.

The author has something to say: Well I know this chapter is very, very short.But... After a while, the final exam will be over, so Fang can't do it.