The oath of rebirth in the last days does not form a team

At nine o'clock in the morning, Tianming City Center Plaza

"Haha, it's another season's results statistics. This season's teams are very competitive, especially the top few. The records are all fierce. I don't know if this season's champion will be replaced by last season's champion. 'Nightmare' wins again, and it will still be captured by the dark horse team 'Dawn' of this issue... Not much nonsense, let me broadcast the list of rewards this time, the rewards are subject to the announcement a month ago, please send someone from each winning team Go to the second floor of the General Affairs Building to receive your respective rewards."

The big screen that had been silent for three whole months suddenly lit up, and a smiling middle-aged man in a floral shirt appeared on the screen, holding a list in his hand.

"In order to keep the mystery, let's broadcast the winner first." The uncle coquettishly winked at the crowd outside the screen.

"The winners of the winning prizes are--'You will win if you fight hard', haha, let me briefly introduce, the team is composed of members from various competitions, the captain is the fighter in the competition, and the vice-captain is the little prince who plays tricks to death, Their slogan is - I love Doubi, live a good life! Pfft, let me laugh first, haha ​​Doubi, come on, I hope you can achieve even better results next quarter."

"Hahahahahahaha, it's them, the five weirdos who danced with zombies last time."

"Hmph, sooner or later they have to play themselves to death."

As the names of each team were announced, the people in the central square became more and more excited, and everyone was desperately trying to squeeze into the square.

"With us!!!!"

"Do you have the name of our team?"

"Don't worry, the broadcast has just started."

"Ah, why are you stepping on me!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

Didi ——— Baba ———

The ear-piercing sound of car horns was intertwined, and the parking spaces outside the square were snapped up almost instantly. Men and women in different clothes got out of the cars, stretched their necks and looked eagerly at the big screen.

Most of the people gathered together in groups of three or four, and some couldn't squeeze in, so they simply stood on the roof of the car. Linden woke up early, and the building he was in was still some distance away from the central square. In the early morning, people gathered in the central square early, making a lot of noise.

These people should all be residents of mid-to-high-end residential areas in the West District. I didn't expect there to be so many people. Generally, this group of people can eat rice, and occasionally hand in more supplies, and there will be meat to eat.

The layout of the base in Tianming City is indeed very strange. The 'civilian area' and the 'nouveau riche area' are so close together, but the 'elite area' with the largest population is so far apart. When Linden came here on the first day, he only saw the desertedness of the civilian area. , This gave him the illusion that there were not many people in the Tianming base. Now it seems that it is not a miracle that the Tianming base can persist for ten years, but that they have enough capable human resources.

The West District should be quite interesting, but unfortunately he will be leaving soon, so he has no chance to see it.

Of course, before leaving the base, he must have a pass.

In fact, the pass is easy to get, as long as you go to the General Affairs Building to get the task.

Now it is generally a fund-raising task. This task can be judged by the amount of materials brought back by each team.

The reason why there is no zombie mission is because the recorder has not been invented yet. It is difficult to judge the authenticity of those words based on the oral record of the survivors. The scene of encountering zombies must be chaotic, with bullets raining and bullets flying randomly. Who knows which zombies were shot to death by whose bullets, and no one has the leisure to remember how many zombies they killed. Maybe they were counting one second and forgot the next second.

What's more, they directly lied about the record, resulting in unfair results and causing dissatisfaction among the teams.

In order to prevent such a situation from happening, the General Affairs Building simply did not perform this task.

But in the future, there will be a miniature recorder installed in each bullet. If the bullet hits the zombie's brain, the detector inside the bullet will react with the zombie's brain, thus sending out a signal. If the sensor receives this signal, it will add one point to prove the death of a zombie.

In fact, technology is developing very fast. I believe that it won't be long before the task of removing corpses will also appear on the screen of the General Affairs Building.

Fundraising and corpse removal can be said to be joint tasks. The reason why they will be separated in the future is that the number of survivors is gradually decreasing, and the annual new population and birth population of major bases are pitifully small, and more and more The base of the country has been captured, and the area occupied by humans is slowly shrinking.

Most of the survivors are unwilling to fight against large groups of zombies, and many of them are opportunistic fundraising. The result is that either you succeed and get the supplies; or you fail, the population of survivors continues to decrease, and the zombies are still growing.

The release of the Zombie Project announced the beginning of the war between humans and zombies.

In the previous life, Linden and Scar stayed away from the base and the survivors, and they chose no man's land to settle down. In the end, they still ended up being besieged by corpses. Although they haven't encountered zombies with real high IQ, they have heard of them. Some of the more famous corpse battles.

I have also learned from various sources that in the future, a few zombies will evolve and return to the state of intelligence in the human period, and these highly intelligent zombies are the leaders of the zombie group. They generally like to be stationed in the cities around the base and are ready to attack at any time. Lead a group of corpses to launch a battle of capture.

Surrounded by zombies, the most direct result is that supplies are getting less and less. They are sitting and eating. In this situation, even the people in their own base can hardly support them. How can they accept those who come to join them and occupy them? Down and out survivor of survival resources? !

In the dark period, it is not that there are no bases that have accepted foreign survivors, but the end result is that the supply is often in short supply, and there are large-scale deaths in the bases-most of them starve to death.

Just like the company layoffs, the weak were abandoned and kicked out of the base, and the strong stayed behind to guard. Despite this, all people still hold the mentality of living as long as they can, and count the number of days they can survive every day with their fingers. Despair, everyone is in despair, they can't see the future of this planet, perhaps, this once beautiful planet has lost its future at the beginning of the end of the world...

***

When the first ray of sunlight squeezed in through the gap in the door curtain in the morning, the handsome man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, propped himself up and sat up.

"A Yuan, has the wheelchair been repaired?" Ge Nan leaned on the head of the bed with his eyes closed slightly, his lips were so pale that there was almost no blood, and his head was still a little dizzy and aching.

"Well, it's all right." The tall and ruthless man pushed the wheelchair to the bed, but he pushed it away just as he was about to reach out.

"Without you."

Ge Nan propped his hands on the two armrests of the wheelchair. As soon as he gritted his teeth, his whole body was suspended in the air. His hands trembled slightly due to excessive force, and his arms were even more bruised.

A Yuan put his hands on both sides of his body, ready to catch his falling body at any time.

Ge Nan took a deep breath, and slowly, his hands exchanged positions, and his body also turned around. Only then did Ge Nan relax, and his whole body almost fell on the chair.

A Yuan looked at Ge Nan who was sweating profusely, and a flash of distress flashed in his eyes very quickly.

Ge Nan sat on the chair and didn't speak for a long time, but looked down at his broken leg with dark eyes.

After his breathing gradually calmed down, Ge Nan sneered, and turned his left hand over, a small piece of skin on the palm was pushed up by something, and there was a row of black lines in the middle of the small piece, the wound should be It was just a few days after sewing.

Looking at it, Ge Nan suddenly burst out laughing, the louder he laughed, the more joyful he laughed, he was like a lunatic, crying after laughing, and then laughing after crying.

A Yuan lowered his head slightly, with an ugly look on his face, and a cloud of anger gathered in his eyes. Now he can't wait to catch Lin Deng and tear him into pieces bit by bit.

"Where is Xiao Mo?" When he said this, the expression on Ge Nan's face had returned to seriousness, even the tears were wiped away, and there was no trace of the madness just now.

As he spoke, he put his left hand lightly on the armrest again, and gently stroked the lines on it with his fingers.

"In the laboratory." A Yuanmu replied with a straight face, he answered very quickly, as if he knew that Ge Nan would ask this question a long time ago.

"Oh, take me there."

"But……"

"It's okay, I have the access card that Uncle Geng gave me," Ge Nan said with a sneer in his eyes, "Sometimes I really wonder if that guy Geng Yu is Uncle Geng's biological son, he even trusts me as an outsider, But I just can't trust the eldest son... Hehe, let's not talk, let's go."

***

The General Affairs Building is actually behind the central square. To get there, you must first pass through the central square, but now...

Linden stood on the outside, rubbing his temples with some headaches, the surroundings were too noisy, cheers, applause, shouting, fighting, and the sound of car horns. It was chaotic and noisy, and there was no order at all. Word.

The reason for this is probably because the seventh day of each quarter is a specific carnival day for the base, and the control team will not appear here to disturb everyone's interest.

The sound of the speaker connected to the big screen is so loud that it can numb people's ears. The uncle on the screen gave a weird cry, threw the list back in his hand, and winked, "Now the most important one, two, three, etc. Award winner, what an exciting moment, the names of these brave squads are now in my head, yes, in my head, want to know, tell me loudly, want to know!"

"think!!!!"

"Fuck you, momojiji!"

"Speak up, shit!"

"Hey, I think we're first prize~"

"Fart, we are the first prize!"

"Ha ha."

"This guy has started to show off his mysteries again, hurry up and say he will die!"

"Don't read it, let's go, let's go to receive the second prize!"

"It's ridiculous, it's not even half of us, how dare you speak such big words?"

……

The atmosphere in the square was brought to a climax, and everyone tried their best to squeeze into the square.From the periphery, there were continuous groups of people running over, and some even stepped on the roof of the car and jumped all the way.They rushed towards the central square like a wave, and even Linden, who was standing on the edge, was carried by the crowd.

"Did you miss it?"

"The ones who only reported the winning prize did not have our names."

"That's good, let's not talk about the first prize, the second prize must be obtained!"

"Squeeze over quickly, don't win the award like last time, and you won't get the award."

"What time does the General Affairs Building close?"

"There are still five hours, no rush."

The smell of sweat, bad perfume, and even the smell of feet. Lin Deng felt that he could hardly breathe. He squeezed out desperately, pushing away one person after another. The rampage drew a lot of scolding .

When I was still a few steps away from the periphery, I suddenly felt a tingling pain in my arm, just like being pricked by a needle.

Linden frowned and looked around, but only saw the backs of heads. Everyone was squeezing in, but he was the only one pushing outside.

After 1 minute, Linden finally stood outside the crowd.

After wiping the sweat off his forehead, his head became even more dizzy, feeling like he was suffering from heat stroke.Lin Deng knocked on his forehead and walked a few steps. His vision was dark and he almost fell to the ground. There was a buzzing sound in his ears. He felt that he was suddenly out of touch with the outside world, and all the noise was moving away from him. He could only hear his own breathing, heavy and short.

Everything around became blurred, Linden squinted his eyes and staggered to the side of a building, and slowly sat on the ground against the wall.The cold tiles made him wake up a little bit. He shook his head and looked out with wide eyes. In the blurred vision, there seemed to be two black shadows walking towards him.

"You're really good, you can last for such a long time, awesome!"

"Despicable! Despicable!" Linden gritted his teeth and completely lost consciousness after saying these two words.

***

Ge Nan looked at Geng Mo, who was lowering his head and fiddling with the instrument, with tenderness in his eyes, "Don't rush, I'm used to sitting in a wheelchair."

Geng Mo didn't speak, he didn't even raise his head, he was immersed in his own world, his dark eyes were fixed on the precision tools under his hands, and his long, pale fingers nimbly flew among various lines and parts.

Design drawings that have been repeatedly modified are scattered all over the floor, and the precise data on them are enough to prove the owner's intentions.

Seeing Geng Momo's true appearance, Ge Nan's eyes gradually became obsessed, and his eyes lingered on the other's tightly pursed red lips from time to time, like a person who has been thirsty for a long time in the desert, greedily watching There are red and attractive plums, but they don't know that such an approach is just drinking poison to quench their thirst, he will only sink deeper and deeper, and finally distorted not like himself.

Distance creates beauty—what is not available is always the best, and Geng Mo's indifferent attitude makes him sad, frightened, obsessed, and even more willing to go crazy for it!

"It should be almost there." A Yuan suddenly leaned over and whispered in Ge Nan's ear.

Ge Nan was stunned for a moment, his eyes gradually regained clarity, he smiled lightly, and looked away from Geng Mo's face.

A Yuan pushed Ge Nan and quietly went to the basement floor.

"Don't go in, wait for me here." Ge Nan lifted the cover of the armrest, took out a remote control from inside, and steered the wheelchair towards the door of the laboratory.

Usually important viruses are sent to this storage room.

The outside of the laboratory is a combination lock, and researchers must enter the password if they want to enter, and the password will be replaced with a new one every month.

Ge Nan took out the platinum-colored magnetic card and pressed the password button. After a beep, the thick titanium alloy iron door slowly opened.

There are only three platinum gold cards, one was brought into the coffin by Uncle Geng, one is in Xiao Mo's hand, and the last one is the one in his hand.

The outer shelves are full of sealed glass bottles, Ge Nan didn't pay attention to them, but controlled the wheelchair and went straight inside, pulled off the thick black cloth, and a cube glass container appeared in front of him In front of him, soaked in a sealed container was a strange head. The skin on one side of the face was white and delicate, while the other side was black and rotten.

Ge Nan looked at it in disbelief, it was a miracle that this man turned out to be a half-dead man.

The head in the glass container slowly opened its eyes, one was a beautiful blue human eye, and the other was an ugly, rotting corpse eye.

Ge Nan looked closer, and the blue eyes inside blinked, but the other corpse eye seemed to be necrotic, motionless, only wide open.

It opened its mouth, and the two pale lips opened and closed, silently speaking two words.

"I'll see you next time." Ge Nan's eyes flickered, and he re-examined it with some unknown meaning, watching him suddenly bend his lips to reveal a weird smile, and then put the black cloth on his hand again Cover up.

Ge Nan walked around to the back of the black cloth, opened a metal box with a card, took out a tube of red reagent, controlled the wheelchair and left the experimental storage room impatiently.