Comprehensive Fear: Zombie Survival Code

There are so many zombies here, normal people can't come in at all; and he was still gnawing with a severed arm in his hand just now, his contented appearance was like shopping with chicken legs.

So, this is a zombie?

fall!Which zombie have you ever seen can screw the door!He politely nodded and apologized, and closed the door for me!

that guy...

I stared blankly at the wooden door, sucked the saliva secreted physiologically, and trembled with excitement.

That zombie is just as sensible as me! !

Without thinking about it, I jumped out of the bed and rushed to the door to open it. Suddenly, the door was opened. I had no time to dodge. As a result, the thick wooden door hit my face firmly, and I was ejected and fell to the ground. , dizziness.

"Ah"

There was a hoarse howl in my ears, and a figure jumped in front of me, supporting me with one hand, and holding my head in the other, as if trying to check it. The force was so strong that I felt that my head was twisted off, and I convulsed He took a deep breath, quickly waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, then he let go, squatting in front of me, with a face as cold and expressionless as mine, with a pair of black eyes staring straight at me, seeming to reveal unspeakable joy and excited.

He also reacted, am I the same guy as him?

Similar...

Touching the sunken forehead, I couldn't help but curl the corners of my mouth, trying to put on a smiling expression.

My pale face was reflected in his dark eyes, and the upturned corners of his mouth looked very strange and terrifying on this stiff face.But those black eyes, like his, seemed to be shining with diamonds, shining brightly.

I extended my hand to him in a friendly gesture for a handshake.

He froze for a moment, and stretched out his hand excitedly——

My head was full of black lines, looking at a severed arm resting on my hand.

"Ah"

He seemed to be saying that he made a mistake, and threw away his arm in annoyance. His big blood-stained hand held mine tightly and kept shaking.

"click"

There was a slight sound of dislocation of the bones, and the corner of my mouth twitched, and I pulled out my hand mercilessly, Nima is really strong, if I were held down by him, my hand would be broken!

I twisted my hand a couple of times at will, and I actually pinched the misplaced bone back to its original position--I squeezed it boldly, anyway, even if my hand was broken, I turned into a licker and back again, and I was resurrected in the original place up.

I stood up, sat back on the bed, patted my side to signal him to sit down too, and he sat down obediently.

I dug out a pen and paper from my backpack and wrote a sentence: What's your name?

Showing him the notebook, he shook his head, "Ah... ah... no..."

After a few hoarse howls, I vaguely heard a vague word and looked at him in shock, he could speak! ?

He pointed to the notebook, and struggled to squeeze out intermittent words, "I read... don't understand... say"

He pointed at me, motioning for me to speak like him.

...Sorry buddy, the system god didn't give me this function.

Throwing the notebook aside, I covered my face in gloom. The saddest thing in this world is not that I can’t speak, but that I finally have someone of the same kind. You can read but can’t speak, but he can speak but can’t read.

Communication barrier ah ohmygod!

Exhale, calm down, no one is perfect, no one is perfect, there is a zombie of the same kind who preserves reason, this is already a great joy, and one cannot ask for too much.

I quickly cleared up my mood and tried to communicate with him.

I pointed to myself and wrote jan on the paper.I know he can't understand, but as smart as he is, he still understands that I am introducing my name.

He nodded, pointing at himself, "ahhhhhhh"

My black line, he was clearly able to talk just now, but now he can't stop, wait, I had a flash of inspiration, could it be that his original name was ah orR?

==It's dirt!

I called it "Ah" because I screamed straight away; according to this kind of divine logic, wouldn't I change my name to "Aw"?

Pointing at me, he tilted his head in confusion, "You...name, name?" He said excitedly as if he suddenly remembered something,

"Before... you... ouch. You... called ouch?"

What should I do? I'm going to cry because of him.

In the end, however, I gave in and acquiesced to my new name.

No way, I just wrote Jan [-] times, and he doesn't know it, let alone how to read it.And expect me to make a sound other than wai, sorry, this plug-in is too advanced, my IQ balance is insufficient and I urgently need to recharge.

So like this, after I left Carlos and the others, I found a rational zombie like me.

This has to be said to be a miracle... There is actually another person in the skin of a zombie in this world.

Probably God can't bear to see me die alone.

Caressing my chest delicately, I leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked up at the blue sky. The light and shadow shone on my face, which was half bright and half sad.

Something was on my arm, and I lowered my head, "Aww!"

I don't want to force half of the human arm into my arms, and I still say "meeting ceremony, you're welcome".

You're welcome sister!

Throwing that arm far away, watching R rush over in a hurry, pick it up cherishingly, carefully wipe off the dust, look over with accusing eyes, and say righteously, "Food...can't...waste !"

I turned my face blankly, lowered my head and slammed it against the glass window in frustration--

Don't let anyone stop me and let me go to Shi Shi!Even if this guy is sane, it won't change the fact that he still wants to eat people!

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I am very grateful and fortunate that after I left Carlos and the others, I was able to meet my kind, and I am no longer alone--

Even though sometimes he is so talkative that I want to plug my ears and beat him up!

From what he said, before me, he had never seen a zombie with thinking ability. When he woke up, he found himself in this state. He couldn't remember anything about his life. The instinct of zombies to eat people He still kept it, and he was no different from other zombies in this regard.It is also very painful to find that you can talk but can't find anyone to listen to him.So after we got acquainted, he tried to chat with me with that intermittent stammer all day long.

At the beginning, I could still listen to his story with great interest, but I couldn’t speak, and he couldn’t understand the writing. The two people’s heart-to-heart index was at level 10, so this kind of one-sided communication became very difficult. Painful.

That guy didn't care at all, he surrounded me all day trying to communicate with me--

"Oh, where are you from...?" He held a map of unknown origin in his hand, and stared at me with piercing eyes.

The corner of my mouth twitched, Nima, even if I just point to a place, you still can't understand it!

"I like... music, literature, guitar... What about you?" He asked me as he sat on the edge of the bed holding a guitar he found somewhere.

My head is full of black lines, dear, you are still young in love!

"You...don't eat it?" He took two bites of the wrinkled severed arm carefully and cherished, and asked me suspiciously.

I covered my face in grief and said many times that I have no love for that thing!It's not fresh, um, maybe try it if it's fresh?

Wait, your integrity has been eaten, dear!

"It's delicious... try it?"

I pushed away the shriveled hand he offered with a disgusted face, and what responded to me was his worried and anxious expression of "You're not normal, something's wrong, I'm so worried"—

It's alright buddy, I know I'm a weird ascetic zombie who can only suppress my instincts, please don't provoke me again and again!

Because of this, I still feel in my heart that it is not so much that R is wearing a zombie skin and a human soul inside like me, but it is more biased towards zombies than humans.But sometimes, I feel that he still has a heart.

"The sky...is beautiful" At night, when we were sitting on the viewing chairs on the rooftop, looking up at the dark blue night, he muttered with emotion, his dark eyes seemed to be a little nostalgic.

When playing discs in that luxurious home theater, that guy likes music like Missingyou. Whenever soothing music flows in the luxurious presidential suite, he can't help but squint his eyes and shake his body to the rhythm. Revel in it.

I’m very curious about this, if there are categories of zombies, then those rotten street zombies are ordinary zombies, and I’m just a zombie, and R is a zombie of literature and art.

……

……

Hey, why should I demean myself?I am the only high-level zombie in this world who is rational, intelligent, and controls appetite. ?

Well, anyway, with R's company, this five-star hotel sightseeing trip has become unexpectedly interesting.

We visited every room on every floor, and I also collected a lot of brand-name clothes and bags by the way. There was no place to hang the jewelry all over my body, so I smacked my lips regretfully, and I stopped.So as soon as I walked around, my whole body was glittering and jingling. When I walked out of the room and made an amazing appearance as a Christmas tree full of jewelry for the first time, even R hurriedly raised his hand to cover his dazed eyes, looking After seeing my appearance, my eyes were filled with speechlessness, and I spat out a few words contemptuously, "...No taste!"

When you make complaints, you speak very coherently!

I gave him a middle finger, and I was suddenly taken aback by the familiar sense of immediacy, as if I had the same scene in my memory.

Someone said to me with a gentle smile, go get something you like and wear it;

Someone smokes a cigarette and laughs and jokes, you really have no taste;

Some people laughed and said that I haven't celebrated Christmas yet, how can I dress myself up as a Christmas tree.

A naive child's voice said, I don't mean anything else, I was just blinded by being dazzled...

Those familiar voices were still echoing in my ears, and I was startled that their faces had already started to blur after they had been separated for less than half a month TAT

And they, on the way of escape full of thrills, people are constantly joining the team, and they will soon forget me.

We have parted ways...

Thinking of this, my mood became depressed, and I went back to the kingsize bed in the presidential suite in a dispirited mood.

R followed in and poked my arm suspiciously. I lay on the bed, arrogantly ignoring him because of the sad things this guy had brought up.

I only heard him pause, and then the footsteps gradually faded away. After a while, he came back and took a picture of me. I looked up and saw him holding up the club, and asked, "Is...in a bad mood? Playing... ...to have a shot?"

During this period of time, except for the sauna room in the suite, which we didn’t try (if you want to speed up the decay, don’t be careless, Zombie girl), we have played with almost all other facilities with great interest.

Indoor golf is one of our favorite sports.

You say it's because exercise is good for your health?Oh no, you'll soon find out why we love this sport.

But now, seeing his concerned eyes, my heart warmed up, and I got up from the bed, took the cue and swung it, making an eager movement.

He's the only one with me now, so I don't want my friend to worry about it.And it's good to divert attention from other things.

"Old...rules." After R finished speaking, he stood at the designated position, ready to serve.

Let's see who can get the ball into the hole first.The loser has to fulfill one of the winner's requirements - the bet is why we're interested!

Damn that bastard is really good at deceiving people, last time he actually asked me to perform a belly dance for him in an Indian dancer costume!

I writhed my stiff body and danced to the music in grief and anger. The guy kept smashing the bed expressionlessly, laughing so hard that he was about to die.

Of course, I’m not such an easy-going guy, and I immediately asked him to put on a difficult yoga pose after winning the round—he obediently grabbed his right leg and put it on his shoulder with all his strength. The leg bones were broken.

In short, there are all kinds of funny bets that can only be imagined by you, and there is nothing impossible.Maybe you will say that we are bored, but please understand, two zombies who don’t need to sleep and don’t feel sleepy, if they sit together every day and stare at each other, it’s too boring .

For rational zombies, there is no difference between day and night, and the days are too long.

Fortunately, we are all able to endure loneliness, maintain an optimistic heart, and can think of activities to relieve fatigue.

When he came back to his senses, R had finished his shot and shrugged regretfully at me.I glanced into the distance, and visually judged that the ball was only a little away from the hole.

After this period of practice, from the very beginning when we couldn't touch the gateball and were hit everywhere, now we have almost three-in-one probability, which is really improving rapidly.

Putting my ball in the right position, I lowered my waist stick, held the club with both hands and compared the angle and swung it in the air. After finding the feeling, I raised the club to make a gesture to hit.At this moment, out of the corner of the eye, a person suddenly jumped into the gate facing us.

The zombie subconsciously increased its strength and swung out--

So the next second, the two of us watched the white ball fly out and hit the zombie's face hard. It was so powerful that it made the whole body fall back involuntarily, and fell on the wooden floor with a loud bang. ring.

We looked at each other, making eye contact.

Why did a zombie suddenly come?Didn't the zombies on this floor be thrown out by the two of us?

How do I know ah wow!Did that guy come up by the elevator?

……

Before we finished communicating, the zombie sat up slowly, his face covered in blood.It was only then that I saw that the ball was completely embedded in his left eye, one side of the eye was lifeless and the other was a bulging white ball that was enlarged in a circle, which looked very ridiculous.

"puff"

There was a burst of laughter from beside me, I turned my head, R opened his mouth and made a smiley expression, covered his stomach with one hand, and gave me a thumbs up with the other, "Yes!"

The author has something to say: I went to my grandfather’s house to live in QAQ, the draft box, and there was no internet connection here. I went to the Internet cafe in the afternoon to store it, and I accidentally replaced the anti-theft one. , Chapter V can't be locked either.So the original content on the 29th was sent out in advance.I'm going to cry myself stupid.Now it's mobile modification. .Well, the update on the 29th is here TAT