This zombie looks different

After eating, Zhong Qiuchen took a nap on the sofa, and when he woke up, it was past one o'clock in the afternoon, and Mo Ansen hadn't woken up yet, and his fever got worse after a few hours.

Zhong Qiuchen hesitated for a while, and fed him the medicine again.

The medicine has expired long ago, and the one with the shortest expiration time has already expired for nearly a year. No one knows how much effect such a medicine will have, but it is better than nothing.

After feeding the medicine and confirming that Mo Ansen was still unconscious, Zhong Qiuchen took the ax and went out. He had to go to the ruins again.

The diameter of the ruins was at least 300 meters. The extent of the damage and the scope were not other possibilities that Zhong Qiuchen could have imagined if the meteorite fell, but this was obviously impossible.

There were fewer zombies on the road than in the past, and many zombies probably died in the ruins. This guess made Zhong Qiuchen feel relieved, but it also made him feel more complicated.

Zhong Qiuchen didn't go directly to the ruins, but went to a building near the ruins.

Looking from the top floor and seeing the situation clearly, Zhong Qiuchen couldn't help taking a deep breath again. The ruins were much bigger than he expected. The cement building was completely smashed, and the wreckage of buildings with steel bars was everywhere. , as if being pinched and run over by something.

Inexplicably, Zhong Qiuchen thought of the loud noises he had heard before, and the sound that woke him up last night. At that time, he thought it was zombies or duds, but now it seems...

On the other side of the city, in an abandoned building next to the same ruins, seven or eight people covered in dust and dirt were crowded together in a small room. Everyone was silent in despair, not even daring to breathe loudly. , his expression became tense to the limit and even collapsed.

"What should we do now? Are we going to hide here and wait to die?" Xue Weiwei asked.

The atmosphere in the room, which was already desperate and suppressed to the limit, suddenly became heavier because of the word "death", and there was a dead silence in the room. Everyone pricked up their ears to listen, but no one answered.

"If this continues, even if we can avoid those zombies, we will have to starve to death here—"

"Then what do you say?" A man in a green vest interrupted him rudely.

Xue Weiwei opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't give any useful advice, so he couldn't help muttering, "I should have followed Team Mo if I knew it..."

Hearing this, the man in the vest immediately sneered, as if he had heard some big joke, "Him? Forget it, you think he will be kind enough to save you, it would be nice if he didn't push you to block the gun, if he is really that kind , I wouldn’t have taken you Xue Erha with me when I ran away.”

"You are only Erha, and your whole family is Erha!"

Xue Weiwei still wanted to say something, but the man in the vest continued to sneer and sneer: "I saw it, he ran alone, and no one rescued him. I think he might have done it on purpose. Our side attracted firepower and he didn't save it from his side." Good to run."

The vest man's words made everyone in the room commotion.

There are more than 200 people in their entire exploration team, all of them are carefully selected elites. As the captain of the team, Mo Ansen is recognized as the strongest combat power by the whole team and even the only seven remaining paradises. .

Mo Ansen is very strong, even their paradise depends on his existence, but Mo Ansen is by no means a good person.

The materials and weapons he brings back to the paradise with the team are always the best ones he chooses first, and he also wants the good things brought back by other teams. They were all supported by him after he killed the previous generation of garden owners.

When such a person came to lead the team, the crowd was not so much respectful as they were afraid. Everyone was trying to avoid getting involved with him or being targeted, but before they had a conflict, the team broke up.

"I don't know how he is now..."

"He won't die even if all of us are dead." The vest man said, he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction, but he choked himself panicked after saying this.

The vest man glared at Xue Erwei coldly again, then turned his head to look at his wife next to him. Seeing the other's hand covering his stomach, he instinctively frowned.

"We can't go on like this anymore, we have to find a way to get out of here." The vest man said.

"Heh, then you're talking about what we should do?" Xue Weiwei imitated the tone of the vest man just now.

The man in the vest ignored him, his face gradually became gloomy and ruthless, "Let's go find someone surnamed Mo."

"Looking for him?"

"If you want to die, you have to die together..."

After he finished speaking, he realized what he had said. Seeing the complex expressions on the faces of other people around him, the man in the vest quickly eased his expression and added, "In this situation, let alone leave the city, we won't even survive tomorrow. Find him and follow him." We may still have a chance of life around us."

Everyone looked at each other. Although they couldn't ignore the harsh words of the man in the vest, they had to agree with his later analysis.

"I heard that he is now in the terminal stage and may go berserk at any time. His last injury was caused by himself. He almost tore himself. Even if someone is found, if he really blows up..." Someone said.

Mo Ansen's ability is very strong, which is recognized, but he is dangerous, which is also recognized.

Especially when he enters a state where he may go berserk at any time, he is completely a time bomb, and with his ability, once he reveals himself, the whole city may be crushed in an instant...

In front of the ruins, Zhong Qiuchen had to go back after looking upstairs for a long time and then went down to walk half a circle around the ruins, leaving Mo Ansen alone to worry about him.

Just before reaching the periphery of the parking lot, Zhong Qiuchen saw a strange figure from a distance. It was a one-armed zombie, but he was different from other zombies that were dirty and rotting. A big red flower dress that was obviously worn later, and a plastic bag with a cute yellow duck on its head.

Being watched, the one-armed zombie nervously stroked his new clothes, and showed a shy smile at Zhong Qiuchen.

The one-armed zombie knew about Zhong Qiuchen bringing home the person he snatched last night, but he didn't care, and he didn't feel anything.

Although that person was indeed very strong, and was able to break through numerous defenses and enter the central area from the periphery, he didn't think that person could hurt the king, even if their king hadn't fully awakened yet.

Looking from a distance, Zhong Qiuchen even suspected that the one-armed zombie was not mentally retarded when he saw the eye-catching scene, so after becoming a zombie, his intelligence was much lower than that of ordinary zombies.

Ordinary zombies have no intelligence, he is simply negative, so he can directly lower the average IQ of the whole city by himself.

Afraid of being infected, Zhong Qiuchen made a detour to avoid the one-armed zombie.

Back in front of the safe house, Zhong Qiuchen looked back at the place where the one-armed zombie was just now, and it was already empty.

After opening the door and entering the room, Zhong Qiuchen immediately looked at the person lying on the ground in the innermost part of the room, and the person was still lying there.

Zhong Qiuchen took another look at the location where he hid his weapon, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual there, he locked the door and entered the house.

Putting down the axe, Zhong Qiuchen went to the side table and poured himself a small glass of water, and drank it in three sips.

After drinking the water, he turned around and met a pair of dark and cold eyes.

Zhong Qiuchen's body tensed slightly, and then slowly relaxed. Mo Ansen had already woken up, but he just lay on the ground and waited without getting up.

Zhong Qiuchen turned back and poured the same amount of water, and walked towards Mo Ansen with the water. He didn't approach, but put the water where Mo Ansen could barely reach, and then retreated to the sofa and sat down.

During the whole process, Mo Ansen kept looking at him quietly with black eyes, without any movement or sound.

Seeing Zhong Qiuchen sitting down on the sofa, Mo Ansen followed the iron gate behind him and circled around the room, looking at the entire safe house.

The safe house of more than 80 square meters is not too big, especially after piled up with a pile of necessary supplies in the last days, it looks even more crowded.

Entering from the door, there is a row of tall and short tables next to the wall. There are many carefully packaged bags and storage boxes under the table. The lids of the bags are also marked with notes such as the type of shelf life.

In the innermost corner of the cabinet is a small generator, and next to it are a few appliances that consume very little power, a plug-in radio, a small TV, a DVD player, a few cell phones, and a small water filter.

In the cabinet under the machine is a row of DVDs and books, but it can be seen that the owner is very restrained, not immersed in that beautiful and illusory world.

On the right side of the house is the living area, kitchen, dining table, sofa for sleeping and wardrobe.The kitchen table is not big, and the table also takes on the responsibility of the kitchen table.

The whole room seems crowded, but every place is very carefully taken care of, giving people a warm and peaceful feeling, like a different world from the despair outside.

Withholding his scrutiny, Mo Ansen looked at the owner of this room, the person who made him mistaken for a ghost last night.

It was not without reason that he admitted his mistake last night. The face of the person on the sofa was indeed astonishingly beautiful. It was not the iconic beauty with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but a strange beauty like a ghost. Neither is true.

With such a face, coupled with the pale skin due to lack of nutrition, even if you bump into it suddenly in broad daylight, you will be shocked.

"Untie."

"Do not."

Mo Ansen looked down at the iron chain on his body, following his heart, the iron chain immediately twisted and broke as if being pulled by some powerful beast.

Sitting up from the ground, after checking the wound, Mo Ansen looked back, and Zhong Qiuchen in front of the sofa had an extra tall ax in his hand at some point.

"You live here?"

"Ah."

Although he knew the answer a long time ago, when he really heard the answer, Mo Ansen still couldn't help but look at the frightened cat-like person.Zhong Qiuchen was eager to try with an ax in his hand, wondering if he should strike first.

Forget about other places, this is the place of origin.

The closer to the place of origin, the stronger the zombies, and the zombies inside the place of origin are even more so. They are extremely fast and powerful. What is even more frightening is that their bones seem to be strengthened, and bullets cannot easily penetrate the skull. .

If not, the group of idiots in Paradise would not have spent half a year preparing to let them enter. Even so, the expedition team would be wiped out in less than five hours.

This kind of place is still alive, who the hell is Zhong Qiuchen?

"Only you?"

"Ah."

On the opposite side, Zhong Qiuchen looked at the ax in his hand and then at the easily torn iron chain on the ground, resolutely gave up the iron axe, and turned around with his hairy tail bristling and burrowed into the cabinet where he hid his weapons.

Finding out the homemade bow and arrows, he looked at the metal arrows tangledly, pouted cruelly, and then put the arrows on the bow, trying to shoot the wooden sticks to poke him.