Your Highness, zombies are coming

"Actually, it was a hunt," Carroll said, smiling more flatteringly than ever before.

"It's a really good vacation option - hunting in the animal sanctuary, have you been on drugs? If there is no zombie virus, I will take you home from the court - of course it doesn't matter now, What the hell is going on at Mangrove Park?" Issa asked, deciding to ignore the nonsense mess.

"We picked a flat spot to camp, and for the first two nights we didn't see any animals - which is strange, according to those nature magazines, the redwood forest is kind of overrun with herbivores. So I propose that we should go to In a more secluded place, after walking for most of the day, my friend Roald kept complaining, he said it was too boring." Carol paused, seeing that it was not a good memory.

"So I told him to shoot every possible animal hiding place and he might be surprised. He bought a new shotgun and never used it, and the bullets covered a lot of ground. It was so quiet in the woods after the gunfire stopped, so we heard something in the bushes, and everyone thought it must have been shot at something big - Roald was the first to go, and he pushed the gun away. Those branches and leaves, and then he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground in fright."

Carol pressed his knuckles a little irritably, and Issa held his hand, trying to make him relax a bit. The young man's palm was extremely cold, not at all like the temperature it should be in summer. "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, you have already escaped." Isa said.

"I'm fine bro," Carroll said, squatting on the couch, and continued, "At first we were laughing at him until the guy came out of the bushes. He had a gunshot wound. , Roald walked over, trying to help him up - the monster bit Roald's wrist, and he screamed loudly, we tried to pull the weird guy away, but no matter how hard we tried, it didn't work, so I started The shot went off and the bullet went through the back of his head where I thought it was going to hit the shoulder."

"We decided to bury the guy, that's how it was on TV, but before that, a bunch of guys came over, they had DIA badges, and I was terrified and thought I was going to be put in jail —they took all the guns and cellphones, and we were taken to the Forest Service, which was overrun by heavily armed troops and helicopters.”

"We stayed in the rest room for two days. Roald had been taken away by the doctor. On the third day, the person who delivered the food opened the door. We ran out until we reached the gate of the Forestry Bureau. The outermost layer was a layer of protection. Nets, I saw those things, their faces were elongated, and most of them were left for the mouth, and they were gnawing on the barbed wire with their teeth. There were bullet casings everywhere, and those bullets never stopped, but monsters still crawled in .”

Carol raised the corner of his mouth, and said mockingly: "Some people escaped in a helicopter, but most of them crashed in the forest. After all, there are everything in the forest, and there are some zombie raptors with wings."

"...I'm sorry, Carol, I didn't make it in time," Issa said, looking down at the unloaded pistol.

"The next thing is very simple. I met an old neighbor who was actually an accompanying consultant of the army. Before the final missile was launched, he escaped with me." Carroll briefly explained, no People are willing to recall the thing of staying in the virgin forest and fighting monsters again.

Issa just looked at him silently, as if he had suffered some inhumane abuse, Carol couldn't bear it and shouted: "I don't accept any sympathy for actions, the things you imagine don't exist at all, okay?"

The man raised his bangs, and his index finger rested on the left forehead. Carol's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. There was a three-inch wound there, which had turned into a slightly protruding light-colored mark, as if it had been bitten by something. A sharp object streaked across the general.

"I've tried a hundred ways to get you to give up hairspray, and they've all failed," said Issa, slapping the young man on the head as hard as any other day in the past dozen years.

Roman put down the last cardboard box. He had never done such a primitive job that only needed to be carried by robots. The cost of those machines was very low, and most of the mineral planets had been fully used.In the future he exists, human beings are busy transforming planets and observing stars hundreds of millions of light-years away, but on this earth that is gradually coming to an end, most people only worry about one thing, how to survive.

About this matter, he never told Issa—the brain once calculated the decline cycle of the X virus, and the result was negative. This virus structure that is omnipotent in the universe is enough to erode the entire earth, and it only takes ten years. The birthplace of human beings will become their territory, and a century later, there will only be two things on the surface of the planet, the wasteland, and the infected body of the X virus.

He knew better than anyone about that untouchable distant future, twenty-three thousand years later, their race had conquered almost half of the universe.Those memories are so clear, as if at the last moment, he just passed through the space jump gate at super-light speed, surrounded by meteorites and dust in the universe, they are icy and often reflect the colors of stars, and he may forever stay at this point in time.

The more he gets in touch with the facts, the more those strange emotions will only increase. It seems that a pair of invisible hands are pushing him, making him understand that there are things in this world that even the prospective heir of the empire can't do anything about... Roman turned his head, He watched a person run out of the supermarket with a flustered expression, and almost fell to the ground.

"There is a monster in the cold room, it ran out, along the direction of the warehouse..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man had already taken his steps.

"You can't go in! That thing has already swallowed a person alive." The gentleman who ran out shouted hysterically, his voice could completely inform the entire motorcade.

"Calm down, I'm just going in to find my brother." Roman said, he seemed to have heard the harsh reprimand from the leader, but so what, he was only going to pretend to make Issa think he was a Fairly cooperative players.

In the face of that person's safety, these small things can be completely ignored.

When Roman found that there was no one left in the warehouse, only some disgusting slime, his face became gloomy. "Where is he? I'll give you three seconds."

"Three seconds? Your current docking rate is only 5.00%, which is simply oppressive." Zhinao protested, but it has always been an artificial intelligence that knows how to perceive words and expressions. "I have located Mr. Chris, he is inside that tall building."

"Increase the docking rate to 40.00%." ​​Roman said, the moment the command stopped, the outer particles surrounding him instantly increased several times, as if encountering a fuel flame, expanding without warning .

"At this level, the outer particles can't be hidden at all, and other people will notice you."

"Are you referring to the little piece of paper from the Academy of Sciences?" Roman raised his hand, and a ring of characters and particles spread across a motorcycle. Terrific, with some kind of flowing blue streaks.

"Azathoth. There is not much left on this planet. It should rotate according to my rules." Roman said, he stepped on the locomotive, and the transformed thing did not need fuel, and the outer particles stayed in the It drives all the consumption in the engine.

"The signal is sent from here." Asatos said, it stopped the motorcycle. It was the first time he encountered such a primitive vehicle, and almost missed the zombies emerging from the roadside. Fortunately, its The master doesn't care about killing a few more little monsters.

The entire interior of the building was already filled with the clumps of zombies. They roared and struggled inside. It was a suffocating horror, but at the same time, it was too desperate.Roman pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed, the airflow brought by the outer particles tore his hair, the long golden hair was blown high, and the indescribably beautiful face was almost obviously cold.

"Disappear for me." He said, the tone was clear and unquestionable, the blue particles rushed in like a tide, and a monster that had just poked its head out of the door completely dissipated, as if it didn't exist in the first place.Roman walked into the building slowly, he took a step forward, and the monster in the pile of slime disappeared an inch.It is even difficult for you to explain what those corpses were converted into. The decoration of the entire lobby began to melt, as if it had encountered a violent fire, and gradually turned into a liquid that could flow.

Roman is standing in the center, some outer particles have begun to explore the surrounding biological signals, and two people are in the stairwell to the east—he removed those crazily rotating particle rings to make himself look like an earthling.However, for convenience, he still destroyed a wall and went directly to the other side of the building. Two strangers' voices came from the stairwell.

"That kid is too in the way, he keeps yelling to report us." A low voice said, "We can't let the third person know about it, that damn Chris and Jamie, they are all eaten by zombies Yes, remember?"