Your Highness, zombies are coming

He could feel the heat of the other person, even the smell of cigarettes on the other person's body, it was too real, as if this thing had really happened.Roman tried to find something, a clue as to where exactly he was and when, and even though he desperately wanted to know everything, he just stood still.

I seem to have heard about it, Roman thought, and of course the man mentioned a thing or two, and he only knew how things ended—for example, four years ago, when the guardian of some kid became Issa, although this hidden The truth behind it is terrible.

This nasty scene lasted for several minutes. He let go of Carol, and the other party had calmed down. At this time, Roman realized that the kid was indeed younger than he remembered, although his expression was still the same as before.

"You didn't tell Issa, did you?" he asked.

Carol frowned, and looked at him with an expression of finding out that he was mentally retarded, "My brother's mood is already low enough, I won't know about it, never will."

"You are always so considerate," said the voice, and he stood up, pulling up the young man who was sitting on the ground: "Come with me, I will show you something interesting."

"Sometimes, you have to try to integrate into human society." Carol rolled his eyes, and he pushed Roman from behind, but the force was not strong, but the body moved forward several steps before it stood still, Roman Almost on the verge of mourning the poor sense of balance.

"...that's one of the reasons I hate humans." He said in a slow, elegant tone, as if expressing his anger at the poor quality waffles, Roman watched himself take a few steps, and left The living room, which is the largest house, then pushed open a cupboard door under a staircase—there was a basement behind it, connected to the space on the next floor by a wooden staircase, and further down, it was invisible The darkness of the frontier.

"Don't try to scare me, you may fall before then." Carol reminded from behind, he took Roman's hand and walked down carefully.

"I only installed a generator, and the house is not connected to electricity. The energy on this planet is really low." The voice complained, his hand still leaning against the wall, and went down the rough texture. , until I fumbled for a switch hanging on the wall.

The light on the operating table was turned on, and gradually became brighter until it fully illuminated the things directly below. The white recliner was connected to an iron chain, and the other end was covered with a tan beagle. It was lying on its side. Above, heavy panting, belly like a bloated balloon.

"The canine distemper has been going on for half a month, and it's about to die." Roman heard himself say, he put on a pair of rubber gloves, and ran across the fur of the little thing with his fingertips. "And I will give it another life, unlike that of any creature on earth."

He struggled to drag out of the freezer, Carol couldn't stand it anymore, and helped him carry it for a while. "You must have come to let me be your assistant." The young man said helplessly.

After sweeping away part of the ice, the man took out a metal box from the innermost end, and placed there neatly a dozen glass bottles, each with a triangular relief, which was a pattern similar to a trademark.He shook the translucent liquid, injected it into the bloodhound's vein through the needle.The reagent took effect quickly, and the animal lying on the operating table twitched, its body twisting unnaturally, almost reaching the limit of its spine.

It went on like this for several minutes, the brown eyes gradually enlarged, and finally it closed, and its movements finally calmed down, as if it had died.Roman's perspective was still staring at the direction of the operating table, calmly, without any emotion—the dead thing suddenly raised its head, and opened its mouth again, the jaws were almost 160 degrees open, and then, it Continue down along the corner of the mouth.

"Wow, that's cool!" Carol exclaimed, leaning over to the man and tugging at his wrist excitedly.

"Keep watching." He said softly.

That crack didn't go into the flesh and blood. To be precise, it just shed the hound's fur, just like the skin of a fruit being peeled off little by little, revealing the brightly colored interior.The little thing stood up.The lights were powerful enough to reveal every inch of the hound, the white sinews and muscles that grew along the bones, and its eyes reopened, pitch-black, like a non-reflective mass. ink.

"What is this?" Carol asked, staring at the collar of the little monster, which was firmly fixed on the operating table, but the thing struggled violently, and a heavy metal frame followed it. The movement shook, and it let out a low growl, hoarse and desperate.

"It's just an experimental product, what do you want to call it?" The man's voice was still surprisingly calm, as if there was nothing to be surprised about, even though the thing he just injected was enough to destroy the entire earth.

"It can walk after death." Carol sighed, and he walked a few more steps, and the thing barked at him desperately. "Just call it a walking corpse."

Roman looked at each other, but Carol's face gradually became blurred, as if separated by a layer of fog, and even his voice was unbelievably distant, until at a certain moment, another person's voice became clear again, as if from A few hundred feet away, suddenly close at hand.

"Why are you here?" Carol said.

Roman blinked, he turned his head, the kid was at the corner intersection, the background was a silent night, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, the whole world was too dark - obviously not the place he just saw, the sun was shining brightly, the window There is also the sound of vehicles driving outside.Yes, in that weird scene, Carol just killed his stepdad, who was exposed to the virus before everyone else, and was obsessed with that stuff.

He walked over, keeping his eyes on Carol, "I'm following you." Roman said in a straightforward tone, leaving no room for suspicion.

"Why?" Carol said, with no surprise on his face. "You've been doubting me, but that's okay, Issa never believed your story."

"I just discovered one thing." Roman said softly, some vague pain still remained on his body. "You killed your stepfather, didn't you?"

Carol looked at him in surprise, and he didn't even retort: ​​"Who told you?" His tone was hurried and tense, as if he was afraid that someone would find out the secret. On this point, he was different from four years ago Similarly, he didn't want Issa to know about it at all. Roman thought unexpectedly that he even had the idea of ​​covering up the truth.

"I'm not interested in which ants you killed." Roman said, his voice was clear without any hesitation. "I just want to know one thing. Four years ago, who showed you the virus?"

The other party's answer was a metal arrow. Before that, Roman hadn't paid attention to the mechanical crossbow at all-for a human being equipped with a symbiote, the lethality that a cold weapon can achieve is negligible. But that didn't include the current situation - Azathoth disappeared, it didn't speak, it didn't leave even the faintest signal.Without the medium of the intellectual brain, no human can directly control the outer particles, and those particles the size of floating dust will be firmly sealed inside the crystal.

There was no warning for this close-range attack. Except for the protective shield, Roman did not completely avoid it. The arrow grazed his arm, and some red blood seeped through the coat, turning into a dark ball.He ignored the wound, took out a short knife, and walked straight towards Carol.

"I just need a name." Roman said, he knocked out a flying arrow, and those things were like a gust of wind when they were just launched, but the young man was like someone who could catch these whirlwinds, he walked quickly He rushed to Carol and kicked the weapon away.

He pressed the kid against the wall, and pressed the dagger against the other's neck, "This is very important to me, Carol, you don't understand, there is a bastard who changed history, and all the future of mankind is destroyed in his hands, I need to find him."

Carol gasped, a hint of madness in her brown eyes. "The world has become like this, what else can you do? Are you going to kill me for this dump?"

"Yes, if necessary," said another softly.

It was the first time that Carol was so close to each other, he could see the lines of those purple eyes, and the coldness hidden in them-it seemed that my brother's taste was getting weirder, he smiled, his face relaxed Said: "You forgot one thing, Issa has been very worried about me, he has been doing this for many years, it has almost become a habit."

"So he found two walkie-talkies." Carol said, looking at Roman with pity. "Forgot to tell you, I just flipped the switch—only a paragraph was recorded." Voice As soon as he landed, he turned sideways and rested most of his weight on the blade, and the blood flowed down the short blade into Roman's hand.

Roman turned his head in a daze, and the man he cared about the most was standing not far away, the moonlight shone on his back, and the man's face was extremely blurred.Only Roman himself knows that he just doesn't want to see the other person's expression clearly, the disappointment, fear, or hatred that may appear.He even expected his companion to just stand in the distance and never get close, and just let himself watch quietly.

However, Issa still came over, he obviously ran for a while, still panting: "I don't understand..." the man said, he looked at Carol, who covered the wound with his hand, dark red blood It keeps spilling from the fingers.

"No matter what you found, Roman, do you need to kill him immediately?" Issa said, his face was cold, and he looked at the young man with an almost strange expression. "...Or, you just plan to kill everyone who gets close to me."