Your Highness, zombies are coming

It took them twice as long as usual to reach the foothold. It was a simple one-story house with only one door and one window. According to Issa, there was no need to guard against activities from multiple entrances. Dead people - The original owner of the house didn't leave much. The two children curled up on the old cloth sofa. In addition, there was a double bed with only a mattress left.

The young man sat on the bed, with capsules of various shapes and colors stuffed into his hand, he looked at those little things hesitantly. "Do I need to eat them all? As far as I know, you're not licensed to practice medicine."

"They are all over-the-counter medicines, and some vitamins. If I want to poison you, it must be when we first met." Issa said that after the virus broke out, all pharmacies were looted. I tried my luck at the residence and found a large first aid kit.

He didn't like the feeling of breaking into someone's house-everywhere was like a crime scene in these damn times, only family dramas made it harder, and he had seen blood-splattered and empty Cribs, infected pet dogs and the remains of their owners, you can never imagine what kind of nightmare you will encounter before stepping into it.

"It is said that people will have a fever at this time." The young man said. Issa looked at the other party nervously. He knew that in the first stage of the virus, the infected person would first have a high fever, 41 degrees or higher. It starts to cool down, and gradually becomes stiff. When they open their eyes again, they will become walking dead all over the world, without exception.

"When I was in the army, most people would have high body temperature, coma or something when they were injured." Roman said in that eager tone, as if he had never been sick, and he couldn't see anything at all. Infected with the shadow of a deadly virus' this fact.

Issa walked back to the bed with some helplessness. He found a small children's blanket, which couldn't cover a six-foot-tall man at all, although the adult was rolling around on the bed at this time, talking about wound infection. Possible symptoms, from bacterial analysis to white blood cells - if the technical terms inside are replaced by teddy bears and carousel horses, it is also a speech without a sense of peacekeeping.

"I've never had a fever. It's said that I can dream and babble... all sounds interesting?" The older child kept asking unbearable questions.

"...you can sleep, or go out to fight zombies, they are very boring outside." After half an hour, the man's sympathy for the wounded was finally wiped out, and he pressed the pillow on the alien prince's head hard. On the face, the other party finally calmed down, and rolled the blanket into a ball, and buried his face in the pile of pink artificial fibers.

Isa lay down for a while, but there was no sign of falling asleep at all. It was almost forced, and he put his hand on Roman's forehead every once in a while. He stroked the Lolock that he carried with him. The cold touch of the weapon made people sober and somewhat Uncomfortable, Issa felt that he wanted to smoke. He had never had such a strong addiction in his life, as if something was pressing on his chest and was about to spew out, and he urgently needed some nicotine to divert his attention.

He couldn't control his thoughts, and kept repeating the picture of the young man being bitten in his mind, and Roman was infected, but he couldn't accept this fact, and he didn't want to imagine the scene of the other party turning into a zombie and rotting all over his body - just like It would kill him as well.

The whole night, he sat against the wall, his nerves more awake than ever, he heard the rubbing sound of those zombies dragging their lower limbs, and he could even count their number.Roman occupied the entire bed, with blond hair messily attached to his cheeks, he looked no different from a college student, and Issa didn't want to believe that this virtue was the future ruler of the universe, that was too stupid, but neither did the man Realized that when he looked at that idiot, the corners of his mouth were raised.

When the night faded, Issa heard the roar of the car, he stood up in surprise, and ran out towards the gate - there was a walking corpse walking in the morning nearby, screaming and swooping over, the man directly smashed it into pieces. Its head, his attention wasn't on the dead things - his eyes widened, and he could see what was happening on the other side of the road.

The remaining fog in the night has not yet dissipated, and the entire street is shrouded in dull gray. Several yellow lights penetrate the water vapor, breaking the dead silence—it is a convoy, with a heavy truck driving at the front. Installed with thick metal railings, it looks like a bulldozer, and the zombies in the middle of the road are like straw, falling apart under the huge wheels.

Those cars stopped, and a person jumped out of the front truck. It was a young woman. She was wearing a black windbreaker, her long golden-brown hair was tightly tied behind her head, and she looked tall and full of vitality. Vigorous, she looked at Issa like a mean employer sizing up a candidate. "Alone? Never seen you before."

"Four, the others are still sleeping." The man looked at each other vigilantly. The girl's clothes were quite roomy, enough for her to stuff several pistols.

The woman laughed, her eyelashes were long and had a sweet arc. At the same time, she pressed her hand on Issa's wrist, slid it down a bit, and held the Austrian Lolok. "Take it easy, sweetheart," she said, tilting her head, and four or five guns protruded from the convoy behind, looking heavily guarded.

Isa threw the gun on the ground, he took two steps back, raised his head and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, of course, moving goods, so many people in our base always need a lot of supplies to operate." The woman said, she spread her hands innocently, and then narrowed her eyes like a cat that stole the fish. "Let me guess, you are here to find the Kerenlin Rescue Base, congratulations, you have won the lottery."

Issa looked at her, more like staring at the weapons behind him facing him, his face was cold and hard, and he didn't feel the joy of being rescued or getting out of the sea of ​​suffering, but as if the other party owed him 100 million.

"Oh, don't be like this, we are actually very friendly people." The woman waved her hand, and the people behind all shrank back into the carriage in unison. "I'm Luna, the team leader of the transportation department. We're on our way back to the base. Although it should be the work of the rescue team, I'll be happy to give you a ride."

"Isa Chris, just call me Isa." The black-haired man nodded, then walked towards the house on the side of the road.

"I've already woken up the children, it seems that the time is just right." Roman opened the door, even though he was still the unbelievably handsome prince, but his condition was not good, Issa noticed the shadow under his eyes , that has never happened before.

"It turns out that the benefit of getting up on time is seeing such a beautiful lady. I really regret that I didn't come out with Issa." In terms of pleasing women, Issa really doesn't know anything better than young people. He just came out for a second, Roman Attracting females like a goddamn peacock.

"I also want to meet a handsome guy like you as soon as possible. The men in our group are all doing physical work and don't know how to flirt at all. I'm almost bored to death." Luna also laughed, looking younger Several years old, and incredibly sweet, she raised her right hand and looked at Roman. "Nice to meet you."

Seeing that the young man didn't reach out her hand, she sighed: "That's a bite, isn't it? I believe it must be festering now. This is really bad news. I'm very sorry."

"You don't have to be like this at all." Roman said, he stood like a normal person, with a beautiful face and a nearly perfect figure, making it impossible for people to imagine what such a person would look like after becoming a zombie.

"Are you sure? I'm really sorry, because next, I will take away your companion and two little followers, and you will stay here alone, holding a gun for final preparations, or directly Join the army of undead outside, be killed one day, or spend a decade or so to rot.” Luna said, it’s hard to imagine that such a cute-looking woman like her would speak so absolutely, not at all. There is room for imagination—but during these earth-shattering two months, reality can turn a large number of creatures into walking dead, and naturally can completely obliterate the acquired virtues of human beings, such as reserve, compassion, and consideration .

"What are you talking about?" A boy ran over, looking dry and thin, but his voice was surprisingly loud.

"Quiet, or are you going to attract monsters?" Roman patted Colin on the forehead, and smiled apologetically like a parent whose child did something wrong.

"I heard, you don't want Roman to get in the car, he has not turned into those monsters..." Colin seemed to want to say something, and then was held down by the girl who followed, the two children whispered, But like an infection, there were tears in his eyes.

"I'll stay," Issa said, speaking so clearly that there was no chance of misunderstanding, "then you take the two kids to the base, and that's it."

"Wait, I won't object to you all leaving. I'll look for you in two days." Roman said in a hurry, as if he had become the one who most wanted the three of them to go to the base together.

"Turned into a zombie to find me? No, thank you." Issa replied coldly, and the latter fell silent immediately.

Luna seemed to want to say some words of persuasion, then her eyes wandered between the two men for a while, and she finally nodded in understanding. "There is nothing more heartbreaking than this. God must be tormenting me. I can't take away the two handsome guys." She muttered melancholy, taking out a piece of cardboard similar to a business card.

Roman watched the convoy leave even more melancholy, and didn't think about how to explain it to Issa for a while, but soon, his worries became unnecessary, and by noon, he had a fever as he wished.