[Hunter] How to kill a zombie

"I said..." The expression on Leorio's face was a bit worried, "Are you okay? Don't force yourself. If it doesn't work, we can find other ways..."

Zooey shook her head: "I'm fine."

After temporarily solving the zombie problem in the hospital, Zooey planned to continue going to the streets and take other zombies out of the city. "There is a desert area to the north of Youkexin. In short, it's enough to bring people there first." She said. "And then?" Qi Ya asked, "You bring them there, and then what do you do? Dig a hole and bury it? Do you dig a hole and jump in by yourself? And how do you convince them to go with you? I say you This guy really thinks of himself as the zombie king!"

"Qi Ya, have you forgotten? My ability can not only help them recall real memories..."

Kurapika and Leorio also showed disapproval.

Only Xiaojie said: "Sister Zoe, if this is your decision, we will definitely help you as much as possible!"

Zooey looked at him and smiled: "Thank you."

"But no need. I'll take care of it," she continued. "Kurapika, your phone has been ringing."

Kurapika's expression was not very good. "Now is not the time to answer the phone."

"What if it's something related to the brigade?"

Ever since receiving Hisoka's text message, Zoe could tell that Kurapika had been patient and suppressing his emotions.He helped with the emergency on the hospital side and helped her and Lucas.But Zoe knew that the Phantom Troupe would not let it go if they were still alive, and so did Kurapika.But he prioritized her situation more than himself, and Zooey didn't know what else she could do for this young man to repay him.

"The four of you are the best people I have ever met." Zooey said, showing a faint smile, "Thank you...I'm sorry."

She erased their memories of herself.

Stories

a stage.

One stage, several characters, one audience.

Everything was ready, but the actors didn't get the script.

Lost in full view of the audience...

They don't talk, just watch.

Waiting, I don't know what I am waiting for.

Is it the end?The development of the plot?a story?What kind of story?

People are obsessed with it.

story.

People are obsessed with false things.

Sometimes illusions can be more real than reality.

This is a very common thing.

When we have never seen the desert, we understand the desert through words and art.The same goes for a foreign country.However, in the eyes of so many people, the pyramids they once yearned for actually seem mediocre; the real country is not only charming, but also rubbish, trivial matters, and poverty.

Zooey felt a huge absurdity.Intellectually, she seems to be able to understand the reasons for her series of behaviors. In fact, she can rationally place these motives on herself.Be it guilt, wanting to end everything, despair or heartache, or hope, or intolerance—there are always reasons, but she finds it ridiculous.

She was like that actor without a script, swallowed by that great silence.The body moved in disobedience to the command, following the plot that no one knew who expected it to continue.And she herself is like a bystander, with confusion and exhaustion in her heart. She knows that doing so must be meaningful, and it can save many people.But why?In the deepest part of her heart, there is still a void that cannot be filled, a kind of strong incomprehension of everything in the world, incomprehension of herself.

It's like she couldn't bear other people's eyes, so she chose to disappear from there.

Motivation or something, maybe it doesn't exist.Can not exist.

Perhaps, Zoe thought, motivation was a story people told themselves.Maybe most people's behavior is just like her, irrational and unreasonable at all, but when explaining to myself afterwards, some seemingly reasonable clues are grandly added to it.Perhaps reality is less compelling than fiction precisely because it is so dreamlike—broken and incoherent, irrational and impulsive.It is a dye vat of desire, chaotic and colorful.

She was already tired of watching the one-man show she played for herself, so now she suddenly felt that all of this was ridiculous...it seemed to make sense.She walked on the street, weaving dreams for those people and letting them follow her, but she herself was more confused than them.Where is she leading them?

In fact, Zoe has also discovered it over the past few years.When fabricating memories, the plot doesn't have to be perfect.A few vague fragments, light, temperature and taste, these subtleties are the most important.She doesn't need to change the real memory, people will tamper with it bit by bit.Who said what and why are fluid.Memorizing this kind of thing, every time you take it out and chew it, the taste will change a little, and it will eventually become the shape that everyone kneaded with their own hands.

It's a story to tell yourself.In order to maintain their own voice.

Yes... because man has no self if he does not.

The continuous voice in my head may be just an illusion or maybe it is.

Everyone is shaping themselves while being shaped.

Originally, this was just a common thing.

But Zooey seemed to have lost such ability.She thought about it carefully, and couldn't find a voice that she could firmly believe in, a voice that she could call "self".Her voice was very chaotic, mixed with many noises, and she thought it was Arthur's fault.It's all because of his ability... But, no, she also knows that she lost her own voice long before she got this ability.

There are many templates for happiness and ideals.Zoe looked back at all kinds of people and their ways of life, whether it was the people from Meteor Street or the people from Youkexin, and eventually she could find the one that suits her.And she couldn't find her own life in it.For a long time she has been avoiding, avoiding real life.Hide in your own space and immerse yourself in a false world.Until Lucas, she thought maybe she could put Lucas at the center of her life - if she had to.

But Lucas may never wake up again.

If there is nothing in the world that she can miss, at least she can leave this opportunity to more people.In fact, if nothing matters anymore, any move can be made.

Whether it is destruction or salvation, it does not make much difference.

It's just a mistake.

"Hey..." When Nobu saw that scene, he felt fine cold sweat break out on his forehead, "Who is that..."

The plan to isolate the zombies with Nitro was proceeding in an orderly manner, but their speed still couldn't keep up with the speed of infection.It is said that the city's government officials and high-level officials have already planned to flee. The worst case scenario is to abandon the entire city of more than 850 million people and block it directly.If this happens, even if it is the Hunter Association's dereliction of duty, the president will inevitably be condemned.

However, just now, those zombies who were in a mess suddenly quieted down as if they had been summoned, and began to walk silently to the north.The expression on his face was no longer ferocious, but a kind of despair and numbness.

"Can someone control them?!" Nobu exclaimed in surprise. These things have already caused so much damage to the city in a state of disorder. It is unimaginable how terrifying it will be if someone can control such a team of death troops. scene.

Perhaps human history ends here.

"Hmm..." Netero followed Nobu's gaze, brushing his beard and asked, "What happened?"

At first, it was just eye contact.

Zoe was walking on the street and met the eyes of other zombies, and she saw the same emptiness in their eyes as her own.As if in tacit agreement, they joined her team one by one.Then, Zoe seemed to be able to feel that something like "Nian" on her body was burning, and the burning range expanded and expanded again, as if carrying the wishes of thousands of people.And she herself was like a tiny core of fire in the sea of ​​fire, swept forward by the heat wave.

Gradually, the advancing team grew stronger and stronger, and everyone silently walked towards the barren desert, toward silence and destruction.

Too conspicuous.

Kim Freeze watched the girl lead her army of zombies heading north, with more than one helicopter and fighter jet hovering above her head, and the media took a clear picture of her face.

Headache...why would that guy do such a crazy thing?

Although he could probably guess what she wanted to do, this kind of impulsive and mindless behavior didn't seem like something she would do.And even if he could guess it, the army and the police probably wouldn't be able to guess it.

As soon as he was about to contact Nobu and Nitro, he received a news feed on his mobile phone, "Unidentified teenage girl is behind the Youkexin zombie incident?!"—Look, it's like this.

Ah, an army stepped forward to stop it.Useless, useless... That guy is full of energy now.He saw that all the people standing in front of them stood still, or took a step back consciously, and then heaved a deep sigh.

Arthur Greystone's ability is so terrifying, this is the only "contagious" mind ability Jin has ever seen.In other words, the larger the range of simultaneous seizures, the stronger the ability, although the side effect is also very obvious, that is, the ability user will bear a huge brain burden.Think about it, if thousands of people live in a person's head at the same time, the computer will crash, let alone the human brain.