dear zombie king

In the fifth year of the last days, June [-]th.

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South base, centralized dormitory in central area.

Shen Liang shaved his beard two or three times with the blade, the movement was very casual, and a little blood oozes from his chin along the newly added scar.

As if he didn't feel any pain, he just picked up the handkerchief and wiped it carelessly, changed a pair of scissors, and cut off the excessively long hair on his forehead with a few clicks.

In the blurry mirror, Shen Liang saw his lifeless eyes.But it's not that he doesn't have the slightest expectation for the future, he has a hunch that that person hasn't completely left his world.

Shen Liang stared at the mirror, but it was as if he saw another scene through the mirror. He suddenly sneered nervously, the blade of the scissors pierced deeply into his rough palm, and scarlet blood ran along the veins of his forearm. Winding down, drop by drop, like rain, it fell on the messy floor.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, he came out of the Serum Research Institute of the Biochemical District, packing his medical kit and getting ready to leave work.

Researchers from other research institutes also came out one after another, in twos and threes. When they passed by Shen Liang, they unconsciously glanced a few more times. Some people began to guess his status, but when he turned around, the red bird ring logo on the lapel first showed his identity. identity.

Everyone was shocked and wanted to go up to talk to him, but they were frightened away by the gloomy atmosphere around him.

He is waiting in the hallway.

Tired of waiting, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case again, bit a piece obliquely between his teeth, and did not light it.

No smoking in biochemical area.

"Doctor Shen! Here I come!"

Kuro asked him for leave half an hour ago and said he wanted to leave a day early. He didn't ask why and let him go back. Anyway, staying in the research institute is a waste of time.

As a result, Kuro went back and changed his clothes.

A very neat dress, short white T, blue overalls, with a cute print on the chest, it is a leaping deer, canvas shoes with stockings, clean and bright.

Shen Liang tucked the cigarette behind his ear, put on the medical bag, and walked towards Ku Luo with his long legs. Under Ku Luo's expectant eyes, he patted his shoulder with his hand wrapped in gauze.

"Let's go."

Kuro was carrying a backpack, and followed him in the direction of the central square. At a certain moment, Shen Liang looked down, as if he felt that this person should not appear in the bloody apocalypse, but should live in a normal society In the midst of order, he grew up in a happy and happy family and was pampered. At this age, he may be walking around the campus with a schoolbag on his back.

But Kuro is actually a very good healer. His evolution speed is no worse than most people. He just stepped into the fourth level last month. He can quickly treat the injured group with general injuries without leaving any sequelae.

He also worked very seriously in the research institute. Even though he knew that it might be a meaningless project, he put in all his efforts, like an extreme idealist willing to sacrifice everything for the cause of human health.

This is a very dazzling child, Shen Liang knows.

He is a close uncle and nephew to the chief commander of the base, but he is never arrogant in dealing with others. He is very kind and often goes to the outer cities to heal wounds and distribute food to ordinary survivors for free. He is very popular among children in outer cities.

It stands to reason that such a good person shouldn't be frustrated emotionally. The person he likes must be able to see that he is better than others, and it is logical to accept him.

Unfortunately, the person he met was Shen Liang.

Doomed not to give him what he wants.

The walk to the central square is actually not too long, about one mile, and we arrived in a short while.Ku Luo looked at the relief in the central square not far in front of him, carefully lifted his sweaty hand, and put it gently on Shen Liang's forearm.

Shen Liang suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"What, what's wrong!"

Crow reacted violently, as if his tail had been stepped on.

Shen Liang just looked at him quietly and didn't speak.Those eyes that were as silent as stagnant water instantly pierced his soul, Kuro trembled uncontrollably, and his face turned pale.

"Kuro, I'm ten years older than you, you should call me uncle."

"...I, I don't care."

Shen Liang looked at him, feeling a little difficult after a long absence.

In the past three years, Crow has been surrounded by him, whether he is chattering or doing business, he is different from others after all.There were people coming and going in the central square, and he had to show Clow face in public.

"Shen, Dr. Shen, I..."

"You are a good boy, but my wife told me on her deathbed that if I marry again, she will turn into a ghost and come back to claim my life. Although I don't believe in any ghosts and gods, it is true that he has been dead for a few years, and it is not appropriate for me to continue dating. ,dont you agree?"

Ku Luo's deer-like eyes widened, and Shen Liang had finished speaking. After hearing this, he felt that it was outrageous, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"You... When did you get married? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"A few years ago, the southern base where he came with me may not be acclimatized, and he died within a few days."

Ku Luo looked at Shen Liang incredulously. He always felt that he was being cheated. Otherwise, why would Shen Liang not have any sadness on his face when talking about his dead wife, and even... if he read it correctly, there was even a bit of sarcasm?

It's so cold-blooded.

His hand on Shen Liang's forearm slowly retracted, such an unfamiliar Shen Liang made him shudder.

The Shen Liang he likes is a reliable senior in the laboratory. He is the vanguard of Buddhas and gods on the battlefield. He knows that Shen Liang may be a little emotionally indifferent. After all, he basically has no emotional needs on weekdays. Neither social nor in love, always appearing alone in the base, he even wanted to warm up Shen Liang, but he didn't expect Shen Liang to be so cold-blooded.

Does this person... really have a heart?

Kuro walked forward in a daze, not paying attention to the noisy party in the square.

On a summer evening, the weather was still hot and the ground was still hot. Under the dreary shadow, dozens of tables of different sizes were placed on the central square of the South Base. The tables were covered with various kinds of fabrics, and the tablecloths Sugar, nuts and bagged bread are piled up, and glasses of red wine are filled.

Some time ago, Chen Yurong led a team to wipe out a wave of zombies in a winery. The machines in that winery had long been rusted, but the finished red wine in the basement was still very well preserved.

At that time, Chen Yurong was so happy that he and other team members quickly moved all the red wine into the storage of the southern base, and happily planned a red wine banquet.

Last year, the South Base, the North Base and the Messiah Base jointly invested manpower and material resources to build a production line. They wanted to solve the most basic daily product needs by rebuilding the basic manufacturing industry. The area where the South Base is located is relatively rich in products and is responsible for the collection of main raw materials. The Messiah base has sprung up within two years and has become a private force that can compete with the four major bases. It is responsible for rough processing on this production line, while the northern base is responsible for finishing. The finished product is divided equally among the three bases.

But in fact, after the processing areas were built in the Messiah base and the northern base in the southern base, a few high-level psychic supernatural beings were sent to investigate the processing equipment and energy supply chain there, without spending too much resources replicated their experience.

Shen Liang is one of them.

He is very familiar with both the Messiah Base and the Northern Base, not to mention the Messiah Base. In his previous life, he also went to the Northern Base as a supervisory researcher. In order to avoid Zhou Mingkai, he stayed there for a long time.

There will be a day when the raw materials will be exhausted. If it is always at the low end of the production chain, and the list is issued over there and sent up here, the southern base will be eaten away by other bases sooner or later.

Soldiers never tire of deceit.

Today, the southern base is basically self-sufficient, and the materials provided to the Messiah base and the northern base every month have been maintained at the minimum standard line, which can be regarded as a small sacrifice for the peace of the base.

The residents of the southern base no longer suffer from hunger and cold, and their life today can even be regarded as an upper-middle level in the last days. The necessary three meals are provided, and there is a place to live. As long as the survivors can contribute to the base, no matter in On the battlefield, or in the logistics side, there are more food choices besides nutritional supplements. As long as there are no medium and large zombie waves, this base is simply a paradise in the last days.

This year, the chief commander began to issue notices, announcing the expansion of the southern base, focusing firepower to clear the surrounding S-class zombie strongholds, and giving other survivors gathered outside the base city more chances of survival.

The size of the southern base is no longer what it used to be. The newly admitted base members often have a stronger sense of mission and fighting spirit than other base members. They are not eager to get ahead, but just want to work for the new base.

They changed from homeless dogs to respected fighters. They didn't spend a crystal nucleus or lose an organ. This place is different from other bases.

Today, all the residents of the southern base gathered here, without bulletproof vests, without guns, and without knives. There is a relaxed and natural look on the face.

They all let down their vigilance, so that no one noticed that in the center of the central square, behind the huge relief, there was the most dangerous and the least dangerous zombie lurking.

Zombie King Austin climbed on the wall, his knuckle fingers firmly clasped on the wall, his body dangling in the air.In the evening wind, the hanging trouser legs rippled deeply, as if there was nothing inside.

His left eye is already gray-green, and if you look closely, you can find that there is more green in it.His hair color has also been returning, and is now close to pure white, only duller than ever.The once fluffy and snow-white big tail was covered with mud, hanging limply, without any luster.

He drooped his ears, and caught a glimpse of Shen Liang in the crowded square. Today, he seems to have tidied up carefully. He has shaved his beard, cut his hair, and is wearing a white coat. He is as charming as three years ago, and because With the passage of time, the years have deposited an inexplicable charm between his deep eyebrows and eyes.

But Austin's eyes turned red instantly.

I don't know who played the violin suddenly, this rare romantic sound in the last days, everyone danced unconsciously, I don't know who stepped on whose shoes, who touched whose wine glass.

Shen Liang was squeezed by the crowd, and was squeezed together with Ku Luo.Kuro seemed to be a little afraid of him, but affected by the atmosphere, he couldn't help but put his shoulders on his shoulders and danced lightly on tiptoe.

The author says:

Thank you little angel for subscribing! !Meh! !

We will meet again in the next chapter! !Return to sweetness soon (being beaten)

感谢在2022-05-2219:36:42~2022-05-2320:51:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 cloud falls;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of North Street Wusong; 5 bottles of Juzhi; 4 bottles of soft daddy;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!