Your Highness, zombies are coming

Luna Romchild, a good-looking girl, and a competent leader, Issa could see no reason to put her on the ground.

She seemed to be just hanging out, and the lamp was thrown around by her, flying off the edge at any time, which is understandable entertainment for a rich lady.But she is the leader of this place, and the playing location is still in a base where mutated zombies are lurking, which is as illogical as dancing on a tightrope.

Issa hesitated for a while, and decided to remind her that he couldn't imagine what kind of strange zombie this girl turned into.

"You finally came out," the lady stopped and slowly shone the light on the man. She said in surprise, "Mr. Chris? Why are you outside?"

The man resisted the urge to return this sentence to her intact, and he tried his best to make it sound like a coincidence, just like what is often played in old movie plots.

"I heard that there was a murder case nearby, so come and take a look." As soon as he finished speaking, Issa felt that this lie sounded terrible, as if he had some strange sexual fetish, such as watching corpses or something.

"Actually, I am leading a team of people to investigate this matter. They are searching the warehouses at the back. I have nothing to do, so I decided to come and take a look." Luna said, without seeming suspicious, she walked in After a few steps, I looked at Isa carefully: "It's great that you didn't get infected with the virus. I've been busy these days, so I didn't take time to visit you."

Issa just nodded, he really couldn't think of a better way to answer the conversation.

"Where's your younger brother? He usually follows you." The girl didn't seem to intend to return to her group of bodyguards, and continued to walk aimlessly.

That's a good question, Issa thought. The fake one has slipped into your production workshop, and the real one is hiding somewhere.

Luna is a frighteningly sensitive girl. After a few minutes, she decided to go to the lounge where the night watchman was. Issa could only follow her. If it wasn't for the temporary workshop, he and Roman should be in the same room now. That.

The night watchman's house did not turn on the lights, and the doors and windows were tightly closed, as if no one was there.

Issa smelled a rotten smell, maybe it came from outside, but he felt that ominous smell, it was more like some kind of zombie neurosis, no scientific basis, but most of the time To save his life, he grabbed Luna's clothes and hid together in a corner not far away.

The door creaked open, and a man wearing a hat came out, his left hand was pinching the barrel of a shotgun in a strange posture, as if he was holding a wooden stick and halfway dragged on the ground.

Luna pointed to the back of that person, and she made a silent grimace—disguised as a zombie and swayed on the spot twice... In terms of tracking people, the two of them had a tacit understanding that coincided with each other. With a gun, the targets were placed on the lair of the group of zombies.

The former night watchman walked quickly and steadily, as if the clumsiness that belonged to zombies had been removed.For a while at the beginning, Issa even thought he had guessed wrong, until the moon emerged from the clouds, and the faint light stayed on the face of the man. A large part of the left cheek was missing, from the corner of the mouth to the cheekbone. The skin was ripped off.

This is really a masterpiece. Issa was disgusted. Couldn't that group of things sign a "no face" agreement, just like wives only use domestic violence on their husbands' thighs, so as not to hurt the gentlemen's self-esteem, and put Bite off the companion's face or something, this is not conducive to family harmony, the brains of the zombies must have been partially eroded by the virus.

The vision of zombies is not good. After all, the vitreous body is so weak that it can't bear too much dust and carrion, but one thing is certain, they have a good sense of hearing, and can catch a mouse with the sound, and then eat it alive. You can't do that while you're alive.

After a long time, the zombie stopped. It was a strangely shaped house with an oval top and thick pipes wrapped around the outside. It stood there quietly, with a kind of panic-stricken emptiness. .

Luna took out the intercom, and the little thing only made a vague communication sound, obviously losing the signal, she stared at the front without giving up, and then said: "You can go back, it's not safe to go inside, I don't want to drag you into the zombie pile again."

The man noticed that she was still standing there not understanding, looking eager to try.

"Then what are you doing here?"

The brown-haired girl blinked, pointed to the ventilation duct not far away and said, "I'm studying how to climb in."

The Romchild family is indeed very rich, and even this kind of air convection duct is extremely magnificent. Even if two adults climb into it, they can walk through it without any pressure. too uncomfortable.

"This place was originally used to excrete chemical gases, but it has never been used. I can guarantee that there will be no pollution." Luna said, she took out a thick small book, on which was the architectural blueprint of the entire base, compressed into It's a very small proportion, but fortunately she can understand it.

Every twenty inches, there would be screens made of metal mesh, looking straight down, though it was dark down there too—especially since you couldn't turn on the flashlight, who knows what it might look like A silent zombie.

"When I was young, I liked to study this kind of secret passage. I almost ransacked the big house of my family, destroyed many ancient decorations, and of course found one or two secret passages." Luna took out a compass and Stare carefully at the map. "Finally I found that they all had one feature in common - like a tunnel from the master bedroom to the guest room, with the exit under the bed in that house, a beautiful four-post wooden bed that was only used for entertaining The most honored guest—it is used to listen to the corner of the bed, and I have always refused to admit that use."

"Why?" Issa asked casually.

"I heard some secrets, such as genetically modified corn can kill a generation in 20 years, and then I was scared to death." Luna said, she closed the book. "It's half a minute to go in, we just need to stay there quietly and listen to some zombie symposium or something."

Sometimes, when a woman gets excited, Luna states the plan "just go in the door and turn left, and then go back the same way." The tone is as if you are going to go shopping in a shopping mall.Issa sighed, he thought that this virus must have killed all the normal people, leaving only a bunch of ferocious humans to continue to destroy the earth.

The two of them didn't speak any more. Luna obviously remembered the map in her head. They walked through the dark environment for a while, and Isa heard another voice.

It was a moist ticking sound with chewing sound. You may make a similar sound when eating a steak that is medium-rare. Of course, this one is obviously much louder, and it belongs to the level that will be kicked out of a high-end western restaurant.Issa was lying on the edge of a partition, he held his breath, and looked down carefully - there were two zombies half-kneeling on the ground, they surrounded a naked corpse, their heads were lowered, just While swallowing and chewing.

That scene made people feel numb all over, Issa realized that he was wrong, the "corpse" lying on the ground twitched, like a fish before dying, even the tips of his fingers were bouncing, there is no doubt that he still Alive, those ghosts don't eat carrion.

God knows how he could see the scene so clearly that the colors couldn't be distinguished. Issa withdrew his gaze. He thought that the man would not live for long, and he might die in the next second. The pain he endured was over.

"Haven't you eaten enough?" A voice came from the other end, a little too hoarse, as if the throat was stuffed with sand and rubbed against it.

"Anyway, more than half of it has been gnawed off. I suspect that he will become disabled after transformation. It would be good to eat all of them. After all, many newborns are very hungry. I don't want to watch them run around and attract a large group of people with guns." Human." A woman said, she walked to the corner that Isa could see, her high heels clicked, and as a zombie, she looked in great condition, her arms were still smooth and delicate.

"I don't like the junior freshmen, they look really bad." She complained, and then kicked down a zombie that was eating on its stomach.

Issa had fought those things too many times, and he knew the power of zombies—even a grown man, without training, could hardly kick them half a meter away.The man stared at the so-called secondary zombie lying on the ground. He had a pale face, blood and flesh foam under his mouth. He got up after a while and continued to eat tirelessly.

"Be gentle, Layla, although they won't be angry with you." Another man came over, his hair was very light, almost pure white, and he even kissed the side of his female partner's face. "The secondary infected can obey orders and have a good memory, which is much better than something that has completely failed."

Issa frowned. He thought he had seen this man before, but at this angle, it was impossible to see his face... Luna poked his shoulder, and Issa raised his head. The other party wrote in his palm A few words: "what are you looking at".

The man first looked at Luna very strangely, she was tilting her head, her eyes flicked to the other side of the passage, as if she didn't see anything, and she didn't have any reason to do so, especially when she was talking.

No, she just couldn't see me—the thought popped into Issa's mind, and he recalled that rotting profile in the moonlight, with its sagging white sinews, that until now, he still remembered. You can see Luna's curly hair, and every move below, there is no light source here, in theory, he can only see a large pile of black shapeless things.

Issa remembered the brain body that was no different from crystals. It stayed in his wrist for a while. According to Roman, it just adjusted the genes to the level of future residents. Tens of thousands of years later, humans can already communicate with cats. Better than night vision?

The couple below started talking again, although they turned into zombies, they were still able to flirt unscrupulously, and it took a while before they got back to the serious business - about how to occupy the rescue base and turn all the humans in it into zombies serious business.

"Our night watchman just came here once." The man said, and Issa speculated that it was the night watchman with half of his face missing. It seemed that their poaching work went quite smoothly. "He said that the scope of the search has been expanded to Area C, and it looks like it will reach us tomorrow."

"I'll make some trouble for Luna, her rich face is disgusting..." the zombie girl cursed.

A burst of alternating current sounded suddenly, and it was at Luna's position. She cut off the intercom in the next second, but it was too late.

The white-haired man raised his head, his face was as white as snow, even his eyebrows were light gray, he looked up, his bright red eyes were full of excitement. "Maybe a mouse, or two," he said, and broke into a stiff smile.

Issa remembered this man, who had just slipped away from him a few days ago, the literature teacher who had kidnapped Colin.

"Carter, go check the top and be careful." The zombie who had been promoted to the leader ordered.