Therapeutic Survival [End Times]

To the north of the safety zone of K City, Wuhushan Second District.

Some heavily armed villagers, armed with kitchen knives and hoes and other agricultural tools, were cleaning up the zombies wandering into the village.

"Huh, it's over." One of the slightly fat people wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was from exhaustion or fright.

He felt that there were more and more zombies entering the village for several days in a row, and he was not sure. He wanted to leave the village and go to the safe area in the south, but he was afraid that the villagers would poke his back after the incident.

People in their village are not afraid of killing zombies every day. Zombies just look scary, but they are actually easy to solve. Just hit the head with a long shovel and you will be killed. No major accidents occurred during the cleaning, so the villagers live I was very relieved, never thought of running away.

But it was different the day before yesterday. He remembered very clearly that a zombie ran from a long distance at a very fast speed. One head was as big as two. As soon as it came over, it jumped at the man who lived in the east of the village and bit him. up.

The villagers had never seen this before, they were so frightened that they ran around, but in the end Brother Dashan stood up, kicked the big-headed monster away, stepped on the ground and hammered the latch of the top door, smashing his head.

The fat man shuddered at the thought, and didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

"It's over, it's not burning yet, don't be dazed and drag it away quickly." The man of medium build put down his usual shovel, bent down and pulled up his two trouser legs, and dragged him down a slope.

"Wait for me..." The slightly fat one didn't dare to delay, and struggled to grab the other one.

The slope was outside the entrance of the village. A large pit four meters square and several meters deep was dug down the slope. At the bottom of the pit, there were a lot of scorched objects piled up in disorder, and the walls of the pit were blackened by smoke.The two kicked the dragged zombies into the pit one by one, and then went back to start again.

There were also villagers who came from other directions dragging zombies and throwing them in. At first, some people felt nauseous and even squatted on the side to vomit.

These are monsters, they should be wiped out, they are living people, they must live.

The flames devoured the zombies in the pit bit by bit, and the remaining clothes and oils were natural combustion accelerants. The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and thick smoke billowed until the pungent smell came out, and the onlookers slowly dispersed, dragging their hands. The weapons in the village went to the village.

"Hey, look what that is!"

There was a tall young man among the villagers, who leaned sideways, put one hand on his forehead, raised his eyes and looked into the distance for a while and shouted, "Zombie, it's too far away to see clearly."

"Impossible, we are a thousand meters away from the entrance of the village on the small road, how can there be such a big zombie." Another person waved his hand.

"No one comes out to wander around now, what is it if it's not a zombie?"

"This..." Another person was asked back.

Yes, there will be no one on the road, what else can it be except zombies?

But, but this zombie is too big!

The villagers thought of one place in unison, and their expressions all changed.

"What should I do?" The timid one started to tremble just relying on imagination.

"Hurry up and go home and go home, lock the door, block all the doors that can be blocked, don't turn on the lights and don't make noise! ​​We will see the situation tomorrow." The village chief was also afraid, but the villagers looked at him, and he Can't do nothing, but he can't do anything except lead everyone to hide.

The villagers dispersed in a hurry, fearing that they would be eaten by zombies if they ran too slowly.

But in the face of a coming mutant zombie, is it really safe to hide at home?

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Before the outbreak of the virus, Song Yichi lived at home and at school, and was still a fitness enthusiast. He went to the gym to exercise 2-3 days a week, rain or shine.

After the outbreak of the virus, he has lived in a rest station, a small yard, and a space, but he has never lived in a tent!

Lying directly on the ground to sleep, this feeling cannot be described in words.

Song Yichi had what he thought was the worst night's sleep.

Song’s mother is not much better. When she was young, she traveled and dated with Song’s father and lived in hotels. Although it was difficult to start a business after marriage, she could still rent a house, so she always lived at home and had a bed to sleep in. She suddenly lived in a tent and only had a sleeping bag. Across the ground, she was so cramped that she didn't get much sleep all night.

Uncomfortable is uncomfortable, Mother Song also understands that it is a good condition to have a tent to cover the roof, at least there is no open-air sleeping on the grass, right?She had already figured it out, if the rent was too expensive, she would not rent it, and sleeping in a tent was fine, and she was not Miss Jiao who insisted on high beds and soft pillows, so she couldn't burden her son.

Song Yichi didn't know that Song's mother had already thought about the situation that they would always put up tents and sleep on the road in the future, and he was thinking about how to avoid Song's mother secretly adding a few valuable small items to his backpack.

There was a burst of phone ringing. Mother Song was surprised when she saw the caller ID: "Hello, Zhang Mao?"

uncle? !Song Yichi was extremely surprised.

To tell the truth, Song Yichi hadn't heard his mother mention this uncle for several years.

Song's mother's natal family is near K City, and her family background is quite good, but the old couple are old-fashioned, they firmly believe in the words of the matchmaker, and think that it is pure nonsense for a girl to find a partner by herself.And Mother Song has always been an independent and thoughtful person. She and Father Song are college classmates, and they like each other very well.

Song’s father’s family background is average, his old father passed away early, his mother was a housewife, she was able to do housework, the house was well-organized, she was very capable, but she had no money-making ability, so Song’s father took up the burden of supporting the family early on, all the way by himself Half-time, applied for a bursary to go to college.

After graduation, Song's father started his own business, and Song's mother strongly supported her. She showed her face and was not afraid of hardships.

The two of them had a better life, but Song's mother's house was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. The old lady began to look after Song's mother since she was in college, hoping to find a family with good conditions, who could marry high and help her mother's family.Because my uncle Zhang Mao was already in his third year of high school at that time, and his studies were not bad. It was not enough to go to a first-class university in the north, but there was more than enough for a second-class university, and he took the exam after the new year.

The old lady made a good plan. The family she likes is a business in the south. The family has money and good conditions, and has a wide network of contacts. When Song's mother gets married in her third year and fourth year, she will be able to gain a firm foothold in her husband's family after giving birth to a child next year. Heel, with the right to speak, it is just the time for Zhang Mao to find a job after graduating from university, wouldn't he be able to help?

Unexpectedly, when Song's mother came home from the summer vacation and the old lady mentioned that her mother-in-law wanted to see her, Song's mother immediately turned over and refused sternly.She and Song's father have already made up their minds, and they will start a business together after graduation and marriage. How can the old lady just find someone to pretend to be herself? Absolutely not.

The old lady couldn't understand the big reasoning. She only knew that Song's mother was opposed to the marriage she was optimistic about. The old lady thought to herself that this would not work. The son is good at studying and talented, and all the first-class universities are blown out of it. Fame, where does one's son go to study? What's the difference? After graduation, he still has a successful career. What he lacks is an opportunity!

The old lady couldn't persuade anyone. On the one hand, she felt that Song's mother was wild when she went out to study, and on the other hand, she felt that Zhang Mao's chance of success was in vain. She was angry and anxious, and asked Song's mother whether she wanted a relative or a lover.

Song's mother was also young and energetic at the time, and she was determined to marry Song's father, so the mother and daughter faced each other with the needle point of the needle, and they worked hard for more than [-] years. The phone call broke the ice between mother and daughter.

It's just to break the ice. Mother Song will visit the old lady and buy some things to show her filial piety, but she actually looks down on that younger brother. No matter what job I do, I feel that I am underappreciated, so I don't care at all, and I was fired two or three times.

Song's mother once talked to her younger brother, telling him to be down-to-earth and find a job. Ordinary people want to be safe and happy all their lives, as long as they have enough money. She didn't listen at all, so Song's mother rested her mind, and stopped talking to the old lady after she left, so as not to worry about it.

What's the matter with calling suddenly at such a time?Song Yichi watched Song's mother's expression carefully, and saw that her mother was surprised at first, and even a little happy.That's right, there's nothing more gratifying right now than to hear that a loved one is safe and sound.

"Well, yes, I... Xiao Song and I haven't arrived yet, so it should be soon." Song Yichi didn't have a serious nickname. When he was young, he was called Chichilaichichigo. It's called Xiao Song, who happens to be father and son with Song's father, Lao Song.

Song Yichi heard Song's mother pause a little, and glanced at himself. He didn't know why Song's mother wanted to hide something, maybe there was something he didn't know about it.

"Are you here?" Song's mother asked, not knowing what was said on the other side, Song Yichi noticed that his mother's hand holding the phone tightened, and he rolled his eyes.

Then Mother Song hung up the phone without saying a word.