The daily life of the first brother in the zombie world

I looked past the gun in Xu Annian's hand, across the towering national wall, and finally stopped in the starless night sky.

I have fantasized about countless fights and fights.

But there is no such thing as being helpless like now.

When the back fell on the soft sand, it seemed that the entire national wall was crushed by the body.

Can't get up again.

……

"Rusheng... Rusheng...get up!"

Outside the warm bed, my mother's familiar loud voice came.

"Hurry up! We're going to be late!"

"No... I'm sorry..."

I tightly pulled the quilt on my head, my mind was in chaos, I couldn't tell the truth from reality, but I always felt that something was wrong?

"Hurry up! Zhan Zhan is still waiting for you downstairs!" My mother threw off the quilt and grabbed me by the collar of her pajamas.

I stared at her in a daze, my face turned cold.

"Why, what's the matter?" My mother was startled by me, and reached out to wipe my face, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Nightmare?

I looked at the tears dripping on the quilt and nodded.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at your prospects, you can cry in a dream," my mother gave me a disgusted look, "Hurry up and pack up and go out, and let Zhan Zhan wait for you every time, are you sorry?"

Zhan Zhan?

My heart tightened inexplicably.

I just rolled off the bed and ran outside with a slipper on!

"Hey! Come back! Schoolbag!"

"No more!"

I slammed the door open, slammed it on the wall with a bang, and rushed downstairs!

Community gate.

Zhan Zhan was waiting there.

When he saw me, he raised the soy milk bun in his hand: "Come and eat it! It's going to be cold!"

"Zhan... Zhan..." I panted, staring at him with a sore nose.

"I... Fuck?" Zhan Zhan frowned in disbelief, "I have brought you breakfast so many times, are you finally fucking moved to tears?"

"Fart!" I called him crying and laughing, "Zhan Zhan!"

"what?"

"Battle Lord!"

"I'm here!"

"Zhan Zhan!"

"You're a fucking ghost! Come here!"

I wiped my face, and just as I raised my foot to go over, someone grabbed my hand.

"Who?!"

The moment I turned around, there was a sharp stabbing pain in my head, like an electric current rushing through.

hum!

The dark curtain is like a pot lid, covering the whole world.

Suddenly, nothing.

There is only a small red dot that is constantly approaching me.

And getting bigger and bigger.

until the front.

It was only then that I realized that it was a young man soaked in blood.

"Brother Rusheng..." He dragged a little bear puppet in his bruised hand, "Aren't you going to help me avenge me?"

"What? Who are you?" I heard my heart beating violently, pounding against my chest.

"Did you forget?" He pointed behind him, where there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and my mother and Zhan Zhan were among them.

"how is this possible……"

"Xu Rusheng!" Zhan Zhan walked into the shady scene, took my hand and walked out, "Follow me!"

"But..." I took two steps forward, and couldn't help but look back at the boy.

The bear in his hand fell to the ground and stood there alone, as if abandoned by the whole world.

"Bu...bu..." I opened my mouth, but I still couldn't pronounce his name.

"Let's go!" Zhan Zhan pulled me to the edge of the dark scene.

I tried to step out with one foot, but before the heel fell, a loud shout fell from the sky!

"Xu Rusheng! If you dare to take another step forward! I will break your leg!" Zhao Siyang's voice sounded, and I immediately retracted my leg in fright.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Zhan pulled my wrist hard.

despair.

The wooden bead in my hand hit his watch, making a very light sound.

And my feet completely fell back into the dark.

"Zhan Zhan, I can't go."

"why?"

I smiled at him: "It's too easy to die, but it's hard to live."

"..." Zhan Zhan clenched me tightly, and then let go.

I patted him on the shoulder, and immediately turned around and ran towards the boy!

How could I forget?

How could I forget!

"Bu Fan—"

Snapped.

The wooden bead cracked a slit.

Pop, pop.

As the slits got bigger and bigger, the entire wooden surface came off, revealing the red crystals inside.

"Time is up."

It was the voice of the wise corpse woman.

"You should wake up."

"What's the meaning……"

I was only halfway through the question, and my mind hurt again.

When I opened my eyes again, there was only one board left in front of me.

A dream within a dream, gone.

I froze for a moment before pulling myself away from it completely.

But... where the hell is this?

I raised my hand and touched the wooden board above my head, feeling a little hairy in my heart, why... a bit like a coffin?

But the touch is more real than before.

knock.

I tapped it with my fingers, solid.

Fuck!

I immediately stretched my legs, kicked down, and hit a wooden board as expected.

And the same goes for the left and right sides.

... Is it really a fucking coffin? !

I barely turned over in the small space, bent my right leg and half-kneeled, and pushed the top of the coffin board with my left shoulder.

Not moving.

Oh shit.

It was buried quite deep!

and many more……

Who buried it? !

If it's been a dream before...

I stroked my thoughts forward, and there was a chill between my brows.

The feeling of the bullet entering the head hit instantly, making one feel chills all over his body.

correct!

What about bullets? !

I touched my forehead, and there was no wound.

But didn't I get hit? !

what happened?

despair.

Something rolled off of me and onto the planks.

A strong breath of intelligent corpses came out, and it wasn't mine.

that woman?

I reached out and looked around.

chapped.

My fingertips scratched a plastic pocket, and I immediately grabbed it.

too dark.

Can't see what's in there at all.

The sound of rubbing and rubbing is especially obvious in the silent underground.

With a "fuck it" mentality, I tore open my pocket and took out a flashlight from inside.

Snapped.

The switch is pressed.

Orange lights illuminated the entire coffin.

And I also found what was dropped.

It's beads.

The wooden beads really split.

I waved the sawdust away, picked up the red crystals inside, and looked at it carefully with the flashlight.

Eyes...beads?

Boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise on the ground, and the coffin shook violently.

The rustling sand began to flow, lingering around the wooden coffin.

not good.

Judging from the shock feeling just now, the distance here should not exceed three meters from the ground.

If the attack was stronger, it might have bombed me with my coffin.

How to do? !

How to get out?

I looked at the plastic bag in my hand, and there was a piece of letterhead inside.

The letter paper has turned slightly yellow.

A line of words was written on it with a black water-based pen——

"No matter when you wake up, remember, this is many years later, find a way to get out immediately!"

There is no beginning and no end.

"for many years?"

These two words hit me like a dull stick.

I held on to the coffin board beside me, feeling a little nauseous.

Judging from the current situation, I should have been rescued.

But I don't know what method the other party used to keep me in this coffin for a long time.

Many years, how many years?

No.

Must get out as soon as possible.

What else can I do... I caught a glimpse of the eyeball in my hand from the corner of the eye, and my heart shuddered.

The brain has been useless for too long, and it is almost rusting.

I closed my eyes, let out a low cry, and looked around for the same kind, while trying to invade Guo Wumao's sight again.

"Uh……"

A dull pain like a knife scraping tortured my eye sockets, and I let out a muffled snort.

After a blur of water mist, the vision gradually became clear.

"Will this battle be successful?"

A dark-skinned young woman with close-shaven hair and two shotguns slung over her shoulders turned her back to me.

"It's hard to say, Hu Guang spent a lot of money this time."

This is Doctor Wu?

Most of his figure is covered by a woman, I can't be sure.

"It's okay, he can't beat me." The woman said and turned around.

I saw a silvery-white flower-shaped tattoo on the corner of her right eye, all the way down her forehead and into her scalp.

Both insolent and cold.

Also somewhat familiar.

"Xiaomei, don't be brave, I recently..." Dr. Wu stood up from behind her, and I recognized her right away.

Xiaomei?

No way... Impossible!

I just suppressed the conjecture in my mind, and she walked up to me and asked, "Did brother Rusheng never come here again?"

"No... Hey, Meimei, don't be too horny, it's been a few years."

"Uncle Wu, how many times have I told you to call me Chen Mei."

Chen Mei... Meimei... Chen Jia's daughter has grown up so much?

Clang.

Heart almost split in two.

how many years?

How many years have I missed? !