Don't mess with Bai Yueguang [Quick wear]

The distance of a door is not far away, but at this moment it cuts off all contact between the two of them.

At this time, Oman heard the sound of the doorknob being turned, turned around and looked at Shi Qiuyue who was standing at the door with tears streaming down his face.She smiled, raised her hand to stroke Shi Qiuyue's hair, and urged, "Go back quickly."

She will not stay in Shi Qiuyue's house, she is completely a hidden bomb, only a hidden danger, not only cannot protect Shi Qiuyue, but will also bring her harm.I can't guarantee that I can defeat the zombie virus, so leaving is the most appropriate way.

Feeling the tenderness of her hair, Shi Qiuyue finally couldn't help crying out, she looked at Aman who was still calm and flustered, and Shi Qiuyue had a feeling of depression that she could not breathe.

It is really a very painful thing to see the people around you face the infection of zombie virus.

Shi Qiuyue hugged her and hugged Oman very tightly. Although she didn't speak, she was just crying, but through her actions, it could be clearly seen that she was reluctant to part with Oman.

At this time, Shi Qiuyue even began to blame herself in her heart. If, a few hours ago, she had persuaded Aman not to go downstairs to the convenience store, then all this would never have happened.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Shi Qiuyue sobbed and said, "Mr. Yu, you must come back. I'll be waiting for you at home."

Aman smiled in his eyes, stroked the black hair on the back of her head, and said calmly: "Of course I will come back, and I want to continue eating your cooking. Well, I should go."

The wound on her left arm already had a burning sensation, as if someone had lit a candle and used the candlelight to smoke the edge of the wound, so Oman didn't dare to delay any longer, so she pushed Shi Qiuyue away cruelly, and pushed Shi Qiuyue away. She pushed into the room.

The expression on Aman's face remained unchanged, as if she was just going out to buy groceries, and it didn't look like she was going to tide over the disaster at all.

This time the door was still closed by Aman.

The cracks in the door gradually closed and became tight.

Shi Qiuyue stared closely at Oman's face through the crack of the door. When the door closed, Shi Qiuyue covered her mouth and began to cry silently. She leaned against the door, helpless and weak.

Aman put away her gentle side, she stared deeply at the door, then looked away, clenched the baseball bat in her right hand, and hurried towards the steps.

Judging from her fingers holding the baseball bat, she was not as calm as she seemed on the surface, and her fingertips turned blue-white due to the vent of strength.

The wound began to hurt more and more. If it was just tortured by the small flame of the candle before, the wound now is like someone piercing the skin with a knife, and then holding the handle of the knife and sliding up and down in the flesh.

Cold sweat flowed down Oman's forehead, one after another, her face was pale without the slightest trace of blood, and she leaned against the wall to breathe, as if this would make her feel better.

Oman's vision has become hazy, and everything has begun to fade away from its original color. With Oman's change in the blink of an eye, things have become black and white.

She bit her lip and shook her head violently, the black and white colors disappeared, and the things in front of her changed back to their own colors.

Aman doesn't know how long this situation can persist, so she must hurry up, and hurry up!

She wants to go back to the car, and she must not become a zombie here.

Now that things have happened, Oman is still in the mood to think about it. She wonders if she really becomes a zombie, will she not remember anything in her mind.

I don't remember all the plots in that post-apocalyptic novel, I don't remember my name, I don't remember... Shi Qiuyue.

Aman pushed open the stair door on the first floor. Under the street lights, there were zombies walking slowly and humans running around. In short, it was chaotic and there was no order at all.

The pain on the arm became more and more intense, which made Oman very clear-headed now. She looked at the wound, and it had turned black and red now, showing a bit of weirdness. She smelled a faint odor that could not be described. Aman twitched the corners of his lips, and cursed: "It's best not to let me meet that woman again, or I will definitely kill her!"

Because of the anger in her heart and the stinging pain of the wound, Oman was extremely disgusted when she saw the dangling zombie. She used all her strength and slammed it on the head of the zombie. Oman was invincible to vent her anger, which is not counted here. In the bright community, he successfully escaped from the siege of zombies and found the car parked outside.

Oman found the car keys from his pocket, opened the door and sat in.

The lights in the car room were not turned on, only Oman's deep panting/breathing/sound.

She took off the left sleeve of her denim jacket and touched the wound expressionlessly. Oman's forehead jumped, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat like someone who had just been salvaged from the sea.

She lay down on the seat dejectedly, propped her forehead with one hand, took out her mobile phone with the other hand, and found Shi Qiuyue's phone number from the address book. She stared at the screen for a long time, wanting to say to Shi Qiuyue She wanted to say something from her heart, but she was afraid that her phone call would scare her.

Oman smiled bitterly, and said, "Hold on, and see whether you will become a zombie or a supernatural being."

She was unwilling to die like this, and she would never give up until the last moment.

Oman closed his eyes, clasped his hands tightly together, and silently endured the torment from the virus.

Because it was dark in the car room, I couldn't see the expression on Oman's face clearly, but the muffled hum that overflowed from her mouth from time to time showed her difficulty.

She felt that she was now in a stove, so hot that she couldn't get into the freezer in the refrigerator.

Soon, Oman discovered that the pain on his body had changed. It was still hot before, but now it became cold.

Oman curled up on the seat, shivering all over, feeling very uncomfortable due to the combination of cold and heat.

Time is passing by every minute and every second, and Oman has gone from being rational and sober to today's confusion, which means that the zombie virus is slowly eroding Oman until the moment Oman loses his mind.

She has completely passed out now, her face is ashen. If it weren't for the ups and downs of her chest, she might be thought to be a silent corpse.

A car passed by, and the bright lights reflected on Oman's face through the car window, bringing a moment of light in the dark car room.

The flashing light just now illuminated Oman's face, only then did he realize that the exposed skin on her body had shown another color, pale white with a touch of bluish black, and the wound on her arm From black and red to festering, it looked extremely terrifying.

She fell asleep quietly, her eyelids trembling from time to time, judging from the cold sweat on her forehead, even though she was falling asleep now, she did not escape the entanglement of the virus.

However, when Aman fell into the abyss of the virus, an unfamiliar mechanical sound appeared out of thin air, only in the car room, and no one else could hear it.

[System No. 008 detected that the tasker was in danger, and the breath of life dropped rapidly, so he chose the guardian mode. 】

[After the system identification, the body of the tasker in this world does not have the ability to resist the virus, and cannot evolve into a superhuman from the virus infection. 】

[Tasker, please choose whether system No. 008 will wash it for you. 】

When the drowsy Aman heard the sound of the system, she moved her fingers on her legs, and she slowly opened her eyes, her eyeballs, which looked like spots of paint, turned gray. Bringing people a kind of creepy horror, those eyes have no humanity at all, just like a pair of fake pupils.

[Tasker, please answer the inquiry No. 008. 】

Oman didn't respond, she leaned on the seat and breathed hard. If you don't observe her skin carefully, you can't tell that she has been infected by the virus.

[Tasker. 】

Oman lowered his eyes, tasker?This mechanical voice called him the tasker, what is going on?

[Please respond as soon as possible. 】

Aman slightly gathered his fingertips, when did it appear?In other words, the system that claims to be No. 008 has always been there, but it has never appeared, and now its life is threatened, so it exposed its existence.

The system has not received a reply from Oman for a long time, and it detects that Oman's breath of life is getting weaker and weaker, which finally makes the system's voice fluctuate, and it is no longer rigid and cold before.

[Tasker, if you don't make a decision, the system can only forcibly cleanse the virus on your body. 】

"Washing? Will it make me the normal person I was before?"

Oman was not panicked by the emergence of the system. She is a soul and relies on readers to survive, so it is incredible that she came to this book world.She has seen even more strange things, so she can quickly accept the emergence of the system.

【Yes. 】

"And what about the disadvantages?"

Oman has never believed that there will be good things like pie in the sky, and people who are infected with the virus can return to normal, which is beyond the framework of the novel setting in this world.

After all, the hero Shi Lei in the book, with the help of the heroine Fu Xing, only drove away the virus, and did not turn Shi Lei, a zombie who was completely infected by the virus, into a normal person.

The system voice is a little helpless, and it speaks to Aman like a friend who is very familiar with Aman's nature.

[The disadvantage is that you cannot become a supernatural being. 】

"What do you mean?"

[After system identification, your body can trigger supernatural powers, but the premise is that it has not been infected by a virus. 】

[Now that you have been infected, the system has detected that you cannot activate abilities from the virus, so you can only gain a new life after being washed by the system. 】

Oman's thoughts became distracted, she seemed to feel that her heart had stopped beating, Oman desperately bit the tip of her tongue, trying to wake up her reason.After hearing what the system said, she pulled her lips and smiled.

After being washed by the system, he will become a normal person, a normal person who can no longer have supernatural powers.

And he was supposed to be a supernatural person, but he was infected by this damn virus, so he had no chance to become a supernatural person again.

If someone else is infected by a virus, it is possible to activate the ability, but the system says that it cannot trigger the ability in the virus.

After all, all roads are blocked.I can only ask for help from this unknown system.

But why?

I don't know or believe what the No. 008 system said, so why ask for it?

In the last days, if there is no ability, it will be treated unfairly, and it is possible to be abandoned by the person with the ability or the base at any time.

There is nothing like having supernatural powers to make her feel safe in the last days. More importantly, she came to this book world to protect Shi Qiuyue and change her fate.

Then he is just an ordinary person, how can he protect Shi Qiuyue?

Therefore, she never believed in other people's judgments, she believed in herself even more!

Oman's current appearance is not good-looking, but those gray eyes are extremely bright, different from the lifeless one just now, she already has a breath of life.

"No, I don't need a systematic wash."

The confident system never thought that Aman would reject its arrangement, and it shut down instantly.

Her current situation is very dangerous. When facing death, everyone wants to live, so when the system knew that Oman was successfully infected with the zombie virus, it had already imagined all the next developments.

Its proposal will definitely be approved by Oman, after all, no one can refuse the temptation to live.

Oman was very patient, waiting for the system to speak. The muscles on her face were twitching unnaturally. Oman wanted to touch her cheek with her hands, but her limbs were stiff and weak, and she couldn't control her at all except for her mouth.

Is this what it feels like to be a zombie?

Limbs are stiff, there is no beating of the heart, maybe she will lose her memory in the next step, and become a zombie with no brain and only a crystal nucleus.

However, she refused to accept it.

If she was not infected, then she would definitely become a supernatural being, so why would she become a zombie instead of a supernatural being if she was infected?

Oman tried to control her fingers, and a very weak movement made her sweat profusely.

At this time, the system that had been silent for a long time finally reappeared.

Its voice returned to the previous mechanism, as if those emotional fluctuations before it were just an illusion of Oman.

[Congratulations, tasker. 】

[You passed the test. 】

[We will meet again, the broken world needs you to continue to repair. 】

[Looking forward to our next meeting, system No. 008, at your service, goodbye. 】

With the disappearance of the system, Oman fell into a deep sleep again.

She still didn't understand what the test in the system's mouth meant, and she didn't know why she met a system claiming to be No. 008 in this world.

Will I and it really meet again?

Mysteries one after another filled Oman's brain, causing her to frown and sleep restlessly.

This sleep lasts for two days.

When Oman woke up again, he was woken up by someone.

She opened those gray eyes, looking at the man who was opening the car door with a strange light.

The man yelled: "No! Run! There are zombies!"

Oman blinked, zombie?Are you talking about yourself?

But, I clearly remember everything that happened, how could it be a zombie?

She raised her hand to adjust the mirror in the car room, and in the next second, she saw a woman with long black hair, pale complexion, and gray eyes appeared in the mirror.

"..."

Oman patted the mirror and stopped looking in boredom.

what happened?Did he really become a zombie?

She thought for a long time, and finally decided to get out of the car to see what was going on outside.

Oman put his hands in his pockets and touched the mobile phone in the pocket of his denim jacket. There were many missed calls and messages on it.

She flipped through the pages flexibly with her fingers, without the stiffness of a zombie at all.

The most calls and messages on the phone are from Shi Qiuyue.

Oman thought for a while and chose to call her back.

She was talking on the phone while walking. Compared with the hurried appearance of others, she was really calm.

The other party's phone was connected quickly, and Shi Qiuyue hurriedly asked: "Mr. Yu! How are you?"

Oman looked at her arm, the ulcer on it had been repaired, leaving only a black scar on the surface, she put on the sleeve of the denim jacket on her left hand, and said lightly: "Qiuyue, I survived."

After hearing her answer, Shi Qiuyue wept with joy, and said, "Thank God, Teacher Yu, as long as you are fine. Come back quickly, I have been waiting for you at home."

Oman's eyes softened, and he said, "Okay, I'll go back right away."

Shi Qiuyue was jumping up and down on the bed in the room with her mobile phone in her hand. God knows how excited she was when she received a call from Aman. Shi Qiuyue has been in a daze for the past two days. When she thinks about what happened to Aman, she can't sleep at all. , coupled with the door rattling from time to time, Shi Qiuyue couldn't fall asleep even more.

Her complexion is very fair, so the dark circles under her eyes are even more obvious. Shi Qiuyue jumped off the bed. She has to cook some delicious food for Aman. She doesn't know how she spent these two days. Compensate her well with delicious food.

But Shi Qiuyue had just run a few steps before turning back and putting on her slippers.

"If I don't wear slippers, Teacher Huiyu will definitely criticize me again when she sees my bare feet."

Shi Qiuyue hummed softly and walked towards the kitchen.

Today is the third day of the apocalypse, and water, electricity and internet are in use as usual.If it weren't for the zombies and human corpses downstairs, Shi Qiuyue would not be able to relate everything in front of him to the end.

Her shoulder-length short hair was tied with two little jiujiu with rubber bands. She was wearing a sweater and overalls. Even though she was not wearing a school uniform, it could be seen from the greenness of her eyebrows that she was not very old.

She could still wear long nightdresses at home before, but now she can't. The temperature change made Shi Qiuyue change her clothes, and she found a lot of late autumn clothes from the closet.

Her palms are very thin, her fingers are as white as scallions, and her beautiful eyes are full of smiles. After knowing that Oman is safe, she will certainly not have any more haze.

Oman, who was missed by Shi Qiuyue, was walking towards the community. The rubber band that tied her hair fell out of nowhere, so now she has long hair hanging loose, and her pale face is unhealthy. feeling, and her pair of off-white pupils made people daunting.

She is a woman, and a woman of outstanding appearance, so her appearance quickly attracted the attention of many people.

Still in that convenience store, there were fewer and fewer items on the shelves. Aman stopped and prepared more supplies for Shi Qiuyue. It would be better to see if there is any medicine here. For a body like Shi Qiuyue, you should take it yourself. Be careful.

Without a backpack, she can pack it in a plastic bag.

There are many people in the convenience store, and of course there are also many zombies.

As soon as she stepped in, she was discovered by zombies.

Seeing the zombie approaching him, Oman swung his baseball bat and smashed it down without saying a word. The stick directly smashed the zombie's head into the air, and it fell on the glass door with a "bang", splashing out black blood.

"..." Oman looked at his hands in astonishment, and then at the headless zombie in front of him. What's going on with him?Feeling stronger than before.

This is more than a lot, it is a qualitative leap.

Oman's head had been blown away before he had exerted all his strength with the stick just now. If he had exerted all his strength, the zombie's head would probably have turned into water.

Others gasped when they saw such a violent Oman.A few people who harbored unruly thoughts about Oman instantly withered away. I was not blessed to endure such a violent beauty.

But soon Oman was not in the mood to think too much, it was because the zombies in the convenience store came to besiege her, and they walked towards Oman slowly one by one.

Oman's pupils shrank slightly, and a feeling of disgust appeared in her mind. Seeing so many zombies, she just wanted to let them all go away.

Just when Oman was thinking about how to deal with the group of zombies, they stopped and walked out the door.

She frowned, not quite understanding what happened.

When other humans in the convenience store saw this scene, they stared dumbfounded at the zombies leaving one by one.

"My God, what the hell is this? I almost thought I was going to die just now, but the zombies just left?"

"Can you keep your voice down? I'm afraid the zombies won't hear you, right?"

Oman withdrew his eyes and looked at his baseball bat. The blood of the zombies had settled on it. It was not only dark, but also had a stench. It was really bitter.

With Oman's move just now, no one dared to cause trouble in front of her.

However, a curly-haired woman with good eyes saw Oman's eyes that were not quite right. She pointed at Oman and said, "She...she is a zombie!"

"what?!"

"What are you talking about? Zombies use baseball bats? They haven't evolved to that level yet."

The curly-haired woman stomped her feet and continued, "Look at her eyes! Gray and white! They are exactly the same as those zombies!"

Aman, who was under the scrutiny of everyone's eyes, was unmoved. She glanced at the curly-haired woman, stroked the long hair on her forehead with her hand, and said coldly, "Have you never seen a woman wearing colored contact lenses?"

In fact, I am also very confused, whether I am a human... or a zombie.

The author has something to say:

Let's just say that the dual setting of zombies + supernatural beings can completely appear on Oman at the same time.

Don't ask, asking is the golden finger.

Comparing, see you tomorrow!

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