doomsday survival road

Ye Zenian rolled his eyes silently at Shen Yilun, and followed the other person's words: "Yes, I am pregnant with your seed, am I responsible?"

Shen Yilun continued: "Okay, let's complete the step before pregnancy first, and I will be responsible."

Ye Zenian was stunned: "The steps? What preparations do I need to do to get pregnant?"

Shen Yilun calmly spit out three words: "Fuck the sheets."

The two ordinary friends who were not very familiar with each other had become so shameless after getting along day and night these days, they would make any jokes casually.

Originally, this joke was nothing, so I just smiled and let it go, but Ye Zenian suddenly remembered Shen Yilun's sexual orientation, and his face couldn't help getting hot, so he could only say forcefully: "So you are so sure that I am the one below? Be careful I put You are suppressed!"

Shen Yi turned to Ye Zenian, with a rogue-like smile on his face, he opened his arms and said, "Come on, come on." It seemed as if he was really waiting for Ye Zenian to come over.

Ye Zenian looked away, didn't dare to look any more, curled his lips: "Forget it, I won't be poor with you. It's shameless to compare with you, I'm the loser."

Concentrating on eating, he eats the food that is obviously very simple, but he eats it with great relish.

Seeing that Ye Ze Nian was eating happily, Shen Yilun couldn't resist the temptation of the food, and came to grab a bite.

Ye Zenian slapped Shen Yilun's hand that reached out for the second time: "If you want to eat, go downstairs to get it yourself, it's not like there aren't any downstairs."

Shen Yilun quickly snatched a corner of the bread from Ye Zenian's hand, chewed and said, "Go be lazy."

Ye Zenian glanced at Shen Yilun's waist, and mercilessly slapped Shen Yilun several times with the back of his hand.

Shen Yi reincarnated, and tapped Ye Zeinian's head with his knuckles: "What are you doing?"

Ye Zenian was dissatisfied and said, "What are you doing?" He patted Shen Yilun's abdomen to remind Shen Yilun that if he was lazy, his abdominal muscles would turn into a small belly.

All the people staying in this house were completely unaware of the current situation of the other team. The filthy and blood-stained carriage was filled with zombies, and even though they could no longer hold people, they were still desperately trying to get in.

The front and back are full of zombies, and there is nowhere to escape.

A few people could only squeeze into the small toilet, using their bodies against the door to prevent the zombies from pouring in.

One of them was trying to contact his teammates outside, but he couldn't get in touch. There was no response from the walkie-talkie, only a slight rustling sound, and the signal was not good.

The toilet door was finally closed, and several people lost their strength and took a rest.

The box was thrown casually on the ground. They looked at the ground together, and one of them silently picked up the box and put it on the toilet beside him.

The thing has already been obtained, the key is whether there is a life to send it out.

After 5 minutes, their breathing became stable and they began to discuss how to get out.

Except for the faint sound of electric current in the intercom, there was still no other sound, and the atmosphere was shrouded in subtle despair.

One of the four clenched his fists close to his side with a calm expression on his face.

The memory of the zombies is not good. After such a long time, the vibration of the door became less frequent, and there were only one or two who were still pushing the door sporadically.

Their targets are only blood and living flesh. Once the target is out of sight, they can continue as before for a short time, but they will eventually be attracted by others and give up.

Inside the carriage, the swaying walking corpses were looking around aimlessly, their noses moved, and the smell of fresh flesh and blood permeated the air, vaguely absent.

In the toilet, the calmest person among the four injected a tube of medicine into his arm, pulled out the needle, threw it into the trash can, closed his eyes, and waited for the medicine to take effect.

The moment he stood up, the other three also moved instantly to make way for him.

With his hand already on the doorknob, the man turned sideways, very seriously, and said to the other three: "You must, must succeed!"

The three nodded at the same time, solemnly and quietly.

Take a deep breath, let yourself completely calm down and enter the state, then twist the doorknob to open a crack, and check the situation outside from the crack.

For the time being, he didn't see any zombies on the left and right sides. He stretched out his head, looked further away, and retracted his head immediately after confirming the situation.

The itching on his arm gradually disappeared, and he knew that the medicine had begun to take effect, temporarily shielding him from the pain in his body and reducing the excitement of related nerve endings.

He has been scratched by zombies, and the virus has entered his body, and it is crazily dividing and multiplying.

Knowing that he can't live long, it's better to give his comrades a way to survive before they die.

After whispering a few words, he rushed out of the toilet and ran to the left where there were relatively many zombies, shouting while running: "I'm here! Come on, come to me!"

With his shout, the zombies instantly started to move, gathering towards this side, including the relatively small number of zombies in the right compartment, all of them rushed towards this side.

With the sound of footsteps "da da", the three people hiding in the toilet seized the opportunity, opened the door and rushed to the right recklessly.

The zombies on the right didn't all run to the compartment on the left, there were still a few left, and the three of them were more than enough to deal with them, so they came to the door of the compartment without much effort.

At a glance, it was dark outside, filled with another batch of zombies.

There is despair, but there is still a belief in their hearts that they must live no matter what.

The autumn wind was rustling, someone was squatting by the river and washing his hands, washing away the dirt from his hands.

Not far behind him, there is a small hill that has just been piled up on the grass.

Fang Qingzhu flicked the water off his hand, saw his own image reflected on the water, and sat down on the ground in frustration.

I'm tired, I don't want to move, I don't want to continue walking for the time being.

He hugged his knees and buried his head silently.

In the room where the zombies were held in Linbin City, the originally quiet figure seemed to have regained some consciousness and began to struggle.

Qin Youyan brought the living things into the room himself, and when he opened the door, he saw the alive and kicking zombies, and he couldn't help but smile on his face.

He praised: "Your nose is getting better and better."

The feeding stone basin slowly descended from above, and landed at the same height as the zombie's face. It was stable, and no matter how the zombie moved, it would not touch it.

Qin Youyan put the live chicken on the stone basin, cut the chicken's neck with a knife, blood flowed out, and the chicken body began to roil.

The zombies had already started eating excitedly, with chicken feathers and blood in their mouths.

Qin Youyan sat by the side, comfortable.

He looked at this unaesthetic scene, but seemed to be enjoying a beautiful and elegant classical drama, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, full of satisfaction.

It would be even better to have a cup of hot tea at this time.

Qin Youyan waited for the zombie to finish eating before standing up, picked up the knife on the side, walked up to the zombie, and pointed the blade of the knife at it.

He still had a smile on his face, his tone was ordinary, but his words were extremely cold: "It's very painful, Xiaowei, but I can't give you a good time."

Youyou sighed, and he continued, "If you still have your own consciousness, take this knife, and I will give you a chance to end the pain yourself." The knife in his hand was just held there, maintaining It took more than a minute.

Just looking at the expression on his face, it was impossible to guess whether he wanted the zombie to take the knife or not.

Today's zombies were unexpectedly quiet after eating. Their cloudy eyes seemed to be looking at the knife, but they seemed to be empty, looking at nothing.

Not receiving any response, Qin Youyan put away the knife and put it aside, waiting for someone to clean it up, while he left the room silently.

The footsteps are very light, almost negligible.

On both sides of the passage, there are small rooms separated by one-way mirrors, which are full of zombies Looking at these ugly and dirty zombies, Qin Youyan thought of Qin Wei who still had his own thoughts.

That child was not good at speaking or communicating with others, but he was so quiet, which won his liking.

At that time, in order to deceive people and observe the experimental subject at close range, he directly adopted the child and named it: Qin Wei.

Qin Wei is the only one.

When he was about to give up, it was Qin Wei who made him see hope again. God knows how excited he was at that time.

At the beginning, he only dared to use Qin Wei's living cells for follow-up experiments. After the initial success, he began to cultivate Qin Wei step by step, making it the most perfect virus "petri dish".

This is his most proud work, and it is also a bridge for him to get closer to his ideal. The most important thing is that Qin Wei is very cooperative, never crying, never going against his own wishes.

Qin Youyan doesn't like children very much, except for Qin Wei.

Just watching this child grow up day by day under his care, and now he is about to see the results. Obviously, as long as he persists for a while, he can turn this virus that can only be active on Qin Wei into a virus that is applicable to most people. people, especially in himself.

Everything was destroyed by that idiot.

When Qin Youyan thought of the perpetrator, his blood pressure couldn't stop rising, and he was so angry that he couldn't calm down.

Six months ago, Qin Youyan's family began to receive terrifying letters and packages from time to time.

In view of the particularity of the content written in the letter, Qin Youyan could not inform the police of the matter and could only deal with it privately.

He could roughly guess who did it, so he asked someone to investigate the traces of that person in private, but he didn't expect that the other party knew the anti-reconnaissance method and couldn't find the person's whereabouts.

Until three months ago, Li Chenjiang was suspected of appearing near his home.

More importantly, the chef at home found that there were tiny pinhole marks on the ingredients in the purchased food, and he checked it carefully because he was worried that there might be problems.

As a result, trace amounts of toxins were detected on it.

This dose of poison, after a series of cooking procedures, is finally put on the dinner table, the toxin content in the meal is minimal.

But no matter how small the dose is, it can't be eaten every day, and it will eventually cause irreversible damage to the human body, especially those ingredients that have been detected to contain toxins, all of which are Qin Wei's favorites.

This made Qin Youyan unacceptable. He thought Li Chenjiang was targeting him, but he didn't expect that the target was Qin Wei.

No, although the direct target was Qin Wei, in the final analysis it was to revenge Qin Youyan.

In order to protect Qin Wei, and to let Qin Wei go to the hospital he opened for a more comprehensive physical examination, Qin Youyan asked his trusted student Bai Mu to take Qin Wei away from home secretly to Tianqin City.