Idol's Doomsday Survival Guide

Zou Tu's shirt is quite big, not just one size bigger.

Ji Nanze tucked his hem to the belt of his trousers, turned up his sleeves, and finally went to the inner court of the gymnasium with Zou Tu, who had been dawdling for a long time before coming out.

The infield is the standard for international exchange competitions, and it is easy to accommodate thousands of people at the same time. There are all kinds of rooms for competitions.However, the glass sliding doors or curtain walls that are accessible to ordinary people are firmly rooted by cardboard and insulating tape, preventing even a glimmer of daylight from entering.

"Is there any point in sticking this way?"

"A little bit, but I don't know if it will work." Zou Tu casually threw the candy wrapper on the ground, "Zombies, it's always right to be more careful."

"Be careful, but you can't get rid of the crime of littering. You have no quality."

Ji Nanze said something to him with a smile, squatted down and picked up the candy wrapper.

Zou Tu coughed awkwardly.

"They are easily attracted by light, and there are figures in an active state." He was concentrating on crushing the candy in his mouth. "These zombies have very good dynamic vision. They are organized and very purposeful."

Ji Nanze heard his mouth crunching, and couldn't help crunching himself: "...It's completely different from the film and television works."

There was only a small piece of candy left in Zou Tu's mouth: "Tell me."

Ji Nanze was thinking while sucking sugar: "Slow movement, the weakness lies in the head and spine, and...maybe photophobia? But this is different from person to person. The zombies I saw in the dormitory floor ran separately. It looks like an athlete, and it can't be used as a reference at all."

"Besides this aspect, there is still some reference value. Look, isn't their head a weak point?"

"Is there any standard for causing damage to the head?" Ji Nanze thought of the previous pen, "I was just wrong before..."

"Maybe it's the brain, I haven't tried it." Zou Tu said, "They were all smashed directly."

"Zou Tu, this is even more meaningless." Ji Nanze was a little bit dumbfounded, "It's something ordinary people can't do."

"Then I'll change it to a valuable one. According to my observation, the infection of a living person may be faster than that of a dead person. And the infection of a living person is more threatening in a short period of time." Zou Tu said, "Because in a short period of time , The infection has not yet fully spread. Infected people can still mix into the normal population, of course, I just think that what we need to beware of in the future is actually not just zombies."

What Zou Tu said was not without reason.The infection has only just begun, and some people may do whatever it takes to survive.No matter what the environment, they cannot be absolutely safe.

Because the transmission route of infection is not necessarily only blood.

"Zou Tu, ask a question."

"Ok?"

"I watched you kill zombies before." Ji Nanze looked at him, "Before the mutation, those people still kept their heads down and didn't see the classmates who looked up. Wouldn't it be difficult to kill them?"

Zou Tu saw his hesitation: "...what's the matter?"

Ji Nanze shook his head, and after being stared at him for a long time, he told him about the unexplainable changes in the dormitory, including the pen that played a decisive role.

When he told the truth, some impurities in the depths of Zou Tu's eyes dimmed.

But when he sniffed, it seemed that everything was just a passing cloud: "You shouldn't have encountered this."

"How is it impossible? We are all human." Ji Nanze sighed, "But I figured it out, if only I woke up and all this was just a dream."

"Dream..." He looked up at the ceiling, his emotions were somewhat unpredictable, "I don't know whether I want to wake up or not. Because of this dream..."

Zou Tu narrowed his eyes and laughed at himself gently with a volume that no one could hear clearly.

"It's sweet. It's happy."

***

When they approached the basketball court area where the wounded and other students were placed, what they encountered was a bloody smell that was hard to describe.

Members of the sports department brought several medical stretchers from the medical room, and when the stretchers were used up, they laid out mats on the spot.Counting from the left, there were three full rows of wounded lying there, and everyone was crying.Under the special environment, the air in the venue cannot form convection, there is no targeted drug, and the smell of blood is so strong that the eyes are full of gold stars.

"Come here." Zou Tu frowned, beckoning to the thin monkey, "Have you checked if anyone was bitten?"

"Brothers who can be inspected have been inspected." The thin monkey showed embarrassment, "But there are indeed some who hugged each other to keep warm, and there are some girls. We are really embarrassed, so let's force it, and we are afraid that we big men want to molested. Seeing that they were all pitiful, I let them all in."

"You don't want to die?" Zou Tu frowned, "Are you going to take the responsibility if something goes wrong?"

"Then why don't we find a way to check again? ... Well, we can't throw the living people out to feed the zombies, can we?"

"You have dealt with this matter, let me say something first, I don't care what method you use." Zou Tu said, "Also, the smell is too strong. What have you been working on these few hours?"

"Aren't you trying to appease the emotions of the beauties...I'm exhausted."

Zou Tu frowned. He touched his jacket pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes.

"Who asked you to take care of them? This is not your job. If they can't support themselves and ask you to take responsibility, are you apologizing with death? There are some things, don't slap your face and make yourself fat. Come, take a .”

"Brother Zou, you are very irritable today."

"Your heads are tied to the waist of my trousers, can you not be irritable? Also, I haven't slept all day, do you see the dark circles under my eyes?"

The skinny monkey boy really leaned forward to take a look: "I see, I see, I almost pulled it to the corner of my mouth."

"Neuropathy."

Zou Tu pushed him away and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was almost 05:30.

Outside, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​corpses, which does not stop after dawn.

Before leaving, he explained a few more words to Skinny Monkey.

"You remember to send someone to check the doors and windows regularly, and see if you can contact the outside by the way... It's going to be daytime, and I don't know what's wrong."

"Come on, where are you going, Brother Zou?"

"Smoking." He rested his big hand on the back of his neck and twisted it twice, "You also tell others to pay attention. When those tooth sacrifices outside are finished, they should give a big prize."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and smiled at Ji Nanze, "Whether the senior is coming or not, I'll show you around the gym."

Ji Nanze was separated by some distance, so he couldn't hear the conversation between Zou Tu and Shouhou clearly.

He didn't see the strange look on Skinny Monkey's face either, so he nodded immediately, ready to go shopping with Zou Tu.

***

Zou Tu quietly stuffed him with plum candy.He couldn't hold back the other party's enthusiasm, so he had to peel it off and put it in his mouth.

Sweet and sour, the salivary glands began to accelerate the secretion, soothing and rubbing the highly sensitive nerves since the outbreak of the crisis.

The place where Zou Tu ran to smoke was located in an old warehouse. The iron door structure was outward-opening. There were a lot of badminton rackets and volleyball equipment piled up in the corner, as well as a damaged table tennis table.

Ji Nanze, with plum sugar in his mouth, witnessed Zou Tu standing by the window with his arms folded, skillfully peeling off the plug of the lighter, and lighting a cigarette with his lips.

"Zou Tu."

"What's wrong?" The other party's eyes shone brightly in the flames.

"You are really calm." Ji Nanze said, "I really admire it. I guess you won't be able to hold a pen with your right hand in half a week."

He pushed Plum Tang to one side of his cheek with his tongue, "How did you organize so many people?"

"I don't know." He answered very sincerely, squatting down to look through a row of 380ml mineral water, "The first stick down, whoever is ruthless, they will listen to him."

"the rules of jungle?"

"Almost. It's just that there's no need to fight to the death."

Ji Nanze felt that he couldn't help much, so he found a dust-free chair and sat down.

He held the back of the chair with his hands, looked at Zou Tu's busy figure, and asked, "Zou Tu, have you contacted your family?"

"Family?" Zou Tu shrugged nonchalantly, "I don't think it's necessary."

"Why? Don't they live in City G?"

"No, senior. I don't have a family." Zou Tu put down the mineral water, squatted on the ground and faced the wall while smoking a cigarette, "My father was drinking heavily, stabbed my mother to death, and is still squatting in the prison. I have a grandfather who is studying I work in the hospital. I hate me very much, and I passed away a few years ago. In short, there is no one at home, it is just a house."

Listening to him talking, Ji Nanze's eyes widened, and he was a little awkward to speak: "Ah? Sorry, I didn't mean that..."

"It's okay." He turned around, showing a bright smile, "No one asked, and I don't care. There's nothing to apologize for. Senior, are you homesick?"

When it was his turn to talk, Ji Nanze hesitated: "I... called before."

Hearing his tone, Zou Tu didn't think it was good news, and immediately frowned: "Is the situation not good?"

"Something may have happened to my cousin, Dad..." Ji Nanze hesitated to speak, "I can't say, and I don't know whether I should risk my life and go home at such a critical moment."

"It's dangerous to be alone." Zou Tu stared into his eyes, "If you really think about it, I can go with you."

Ji Nanze didn't expect him to say that, and immediately refused, "That won't work, Zou Tu, how much favor do I owe you? This time it really won't work."

"Senior, it's not about surviving alone. It's not enough to have ideas and passion." He said in a hoarse voice while puffing, "You also have to pay attention to timing. For example, the timing of leaving the gymnasium."

Ji Nanze didn't understand what he meant and looked up at him.

"Now? Leave the gymnasium?" He couldn't believe it. "There are zombies outside, and the only way out is death."

After hearing what it said, Zou Tu gave a symbolic smile.He didn't answer the question directly, holding the third bottle of water from the left in his hand.His eyes swept over lightly.

"Do you really think that this is the place to stay for a long time?"

"People who are in a state of extreme panic, if a butterfly flaps its wings, they will be completely devastated," he said. "But zombies are not fools, they are lions, not butterflies. Lions usually don't like to wait."

At this moment, Ji Nanze saw something different in his junior.

Shrinking pupils, a kind of wildness that is hidden under the appearance and honed to perfection, he restrains his minions, but his eyes will never deceive others.

At this moment, Ji Nanze felt a little scared, he thought of the tattoo on Zou Tu's body.

But soon, all these doubts were dispelled by his smile.

"So we have to tread carefully."