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In the early morning, a brightly colored car drove into the community and parked quietly on the side of the street.

The summer in City H dawns early, and the sky is already dark at four or five o'clock. Usually, there are already traces of people on the street at this time, but at this moment the neighborhood is eerily quiet.

It seems to have verified the statement that City H has been abandoned.

The car was covered with a terribly colorful dust cover, covering the bright and conspicuous yellow body as a cover. Su Muqiu tightly held the holy sword of physics in his hand, pressed against the wall, and moved as carefully as possible.

A day ago, he never thought that one day he would advance like a thief near his home, but now he wished that his steps could be as light as a feather.

This area is an area with a rapidly aging population in City H. Some middle-aged and middle-aged people have moved to live in a more central area, especially the old building where he lives. Because of inconvenient transportation and no elevators, the voice-activated light bulbs in the stairwell are on and off. Yes, most young people are not willing to stay here, and the residents are mostly retirees or old people who are at home, and there are not many residents.

Stepping on the old iron stairs, there was a toothache creaking sound, Su Muqiu tensed his muscles, carefully guarding against every corner with poor sightlines.This caution allowed him to immediately suppress the exclamation that jumped into his throat when he suddenly encountered a zombie rushing towards him with its bloody mouth wide open. He gripped the crowbar tightly to suppress the trembling, and broke the zombie's knee joints and hands. Elbow, and pushed it down from the outside of the stairs with strength, and broke into three or five pieces on the ground.

Apart from the violent heaving of the chest and the cold sweat, at least on the outside it was impossible to tell what had happened just now.

He didn't have the entanglement of whether it was murder or not, because Su Muqiu couldn't care about it at all, and started to sprint with strides - even though the appearance of the zombie just now had changed drastically, and his face was bitten to bloody flesh, Su Muqiu still had no choice but to wear it. Recognized that it was the man who had moved to his floor last year!

And the other party was already a zombie, apparently bitten when he fled downstairs in a hurry, so... what about Mucheng? !

In the narrow corridors, it was as if people had used blood as paint to paint a large area of ​​dark red. There was a security door leading to the stairwell on each floor. Although Su Muqiu did not encounter the second zombie, the thick security doors behind each The pounding sound and roar that came from it became more and more obvious.Black and dry blood stains came out from under the crack of the door, and occasionally there were bruised and blackened fingers stuck in the crack of the door, which seemed to indicate a hellish scene behind the door. People struggled to escape, but their flesh and blood were bitten off alive. Zombie army.

Only the last few steps are the sixth floor where his house is located, Su Muqiu's heartbeat is fast to the extreme, but his head is gradually cooling down.

Behind the security iron gate on the sixth floor, there was an inexplicable silence. Su Muqiu pressed his back against the cold wall to calm his rapid breathing. He tore a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes, tied the crowbar firmly in his hand, and shook his hand. After making sure the movement was smooth, Su Muqiu took a deep breath and pulled open the iron door forcefully.

No sound.

There was no movement.

Su Muqiu, who was hiding behind the door, held his breath, and counted silently for 60 seconds in his heart before carefully looking from the iron door to the interior of the sixth floor.

The doors of the other residents on this floor are ajar, only a few locked doors, the corridors are full of blood, scattered limbs and broken legs, just like the dishes after a feast, but there are no zombies.Su Muqiu quickly identified that those limbs belonged to adults, and there was no trace of a 12-year-old girl. The door of his house was covered with splashed blood, but the door was firmly locked.

The high-hanging heart was half put down, and after repeatedly confirming that there were no zombies waiting in the corner, Su Muqiu quickly ran to the door of his house, inserted the key into the lock and shouted loudly: "Mucheng?! Mucheng, are you there!"

There was a slight knocking sound from inside.

He pulled the door open forcefully, and then met a pair of ferocious white eyes behind the crack of the door.

The sudden change caught Su Muqiu off guard for a moment. The zombie rushed over and slammed into the door panel, making a clanging metal sound. The anti-theft door chain restricted the zombie's movement. Su Muqiu who came back to his senses broke his wrist bone.

The quality of the anti-theft door chain was not bad, but it broke after being hit a few times. At the same time as the zombie rushed out, the crowbar was inserted into the eye socket, and the sharp end penetrated the skull directly. Su Muqiu kicked the zombie away fiercely. After depriving it of its ability to move a few times, it ran into the house anxiously.

The living room was in a mess, all the tables and chairs were knocked over, and a few bloody scratches landed on Su Mucheng's closed door. Su Muqiu was filled with hope, and hurried over: "Mucheng? Answer quickly if you are here." I!"

After a few seconds of dead silence, the girl's weak crying voice came from behind the door: "...Brother?"

At this moment, even Su Muqiu was almost dizzy from the overwhelming joy.

"It's me, I'm back. Sorry to keep you waiting..."

There was a sound of heavy furniture being moved in the room, the door was carefully opened, and it was clear that the young man with red eyes and a gentle smile outside was indeed his brother. Su Mucheng finally couldn't restrain herself, and threw herself into Su Muqiu's arms and began to cry softly. .

She was trembling violently, Su Muqiu patted her on the back, hugged her sister tightly in his arms, racked his brains to say soothing words, but in the end he just kept repeating "it's fine".

Both brothers and sisters knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. When Su Mucheng's mood stabilized a bit, Su Muqiu immediately instructed her to pack her belongings according to the standard of earthquake escape.Putting the thick winter down jacket on Su Mucheng's body as protection, Su Muqiu told her to follow along, holding the crowbar still dripping with blood to open the way.

When he came up, he took care to lock the security doors on each floor. There were no emergencies in the stairwell except for the few zombies that Su Muqiu had killed before. Pause for a while.

"Mucheng, were you scared just now? What happened at home?"

Su Mucheng nodded and shook her head, leaning close to Su Muqiu's arm: "I was doing my homework when I got home, when Uncle Li next door knocked on the door suddenly, he seemed very nervous..."

She was talking about Mr. Li next door.The other party works for a large security company, was injured before, and has been staying at home to recuperate for a while, knowing that Su Muqiu has no skills, he will occasionally help take care of Su Mucheng.

Su Muqiu listened carefully to his sister's intermittent description, and pieced together the general situation: Uncle Li had a good relationship with the Su brothers and sisters, so when the other party knocked on the door anxiously, Su Mucheng did not doubt that he was there, but when he opened the door, he was greeted by a very ugly face Uncle Li pressed his shoulders and asked to hide in the room and close the door tightly. Unless his brother came back, he couldn't open it no matter what happened.

Su Mucheng did so, and then heard the sound of fierce fighting outside the door. Uncle Li fought with 'something', one after another, and the strong smell of blood leaked through the crack of the door.I don't know how long it took, when the fighting stopped and there was only the sound of dragging footsteps walking outside the door, Su Mucheng once called "Uncle Li", and the only answer to her was that the door was slammed and scratched hard. strange sound.

Probably in order to protect Mucheng, she was accidentally injured and turned into a zombie...

Su Muqiu patted Su Mucheng's head and looked outside the old building.

The sky was getting brighter, and the scene on the street was clearly illuminated. I saw that the street was not empty, and there were many swaying figures walking slowly. These strange pedestrians were either blood-stained or missing arms and legs. The scene was terrifying, but The most frightening thing was that there were many familiar faces there, such as the sister in the flower shop and the uncle who delivered the newspaper.

Although she saw a lot of blood and corpses just now, this is the first time Su Mucheng has seen zombies. She vaguely realized that Uncle Li was fighting with something, so she grabbed Su Muqiu tightly and asked, "Brother, what happened to them?"

"It's 'zombies'. They are infected with the virus. At present, it is only confirmed that they will be infected after being bitten." Su Muqiu did not hide it.

"Will we be infected too?"

"If bitten, yes."

"Since it's a virus, can the doctor or brother cure it? It's like when you have a cold, although the medicine is very bitter, but you will get better if you take the medicine obediently..."

"...I can't, and neither can the doctor, nor can any medicine, no matter how hard or difficult it is to take."

Su Mucheng's face was pale, and her tone was puzzled, "Then will everyone become like that?"

"Being bitten, and then biting people... the classmates in the class, the teacher, the mother-in-law who sells apples... and my brother and I..."

Su Muqiu clenched his fists, and when he looked at Su Mucheng, he was shaken violently for a moment, but the struggle and wavering in his light-colored eyes finally settled down in his eyes, and turned into firmness.

"No. There are other ways."

Su Muqiu looked at the car parked in the alley across the street, focused on confirming how many zombies he might encounter when he ran to the side of the car, and thought about how to deal with it.

A second before stepping out of the old building, Su Muqiu tilted his head and smiled, raised his eyebrows at the little girl: "Mucheng, are you ready to save the world?"