Doomsday Allure

Wei Buzheng opened his eyes, seeing darkness in front of him, he consciously entered the space to see the time: 03:30 in the morning, October [-]th.

Withdrawing consciousness, he closed his eyes and continued.

At this moment, his body is like ten days ago, when he woke up after Jiman inhaled Qingling, light, warm and comfortable. He feels that he has just been immersed in a beautiful dream. For others, it was brought to him by the nightmare Wu Chong. He could feel the power in his body, and he wished for more of this power.

But this time, he felt that he had just sunk into the dream created by Wu Chong when he was awakened by a loud noise. He quickly entered the space to check the time: [-]:[-].

He practiced for just over eight hours before being interrupted.

Wei Buzheng stood up, casually put a few bags used as cushions into the space, and opened the door of the fitting room a crack.

Dozens of men and women were indiscriminately collecting the clothes on the hangers and throwing them on the sheets on the floor. Someone had already stuffed a sheet and was going downstairs with his back on his back.

Although these people moved quickly with their hands, they didn't say a word, the whole floor was silent, and Wei Buzheng's voice woke up from downstairs.

Wei Buzheng called out his backpack, put it on his back, and came out of the fitting room.

A few people saw him, but only looked up, and then started grabbing clothes again, and no one gave him a second look.

Wei Buzheng went downstairs. At the stairs, he bumped into two people who were coming down the stairs with big bags on their backs and several big bags in their hands.

The fourth floor is a monopoly of bedding and high-end men's clothing. The two men were carrying a goose down quilt of a famous brand. Wei Buzheng stepped aside and let them get off first. He bent down and picked up the crushed bags on the ground. When he got to the turning platform of the stairs, he saw that there was no one in front of him, and he entered the space with a single thought.

The people on the second floor were similar to those on the third floor. Wei Buzheng took another look, trying to find the two female zombies, but he didn't see them. He probably found his way and left. Wei Buzheng didn't think much, and continued walking downstairs.

The situation on the first floor made him dumbfounded:

No one was there, the shelves were all collapsed, and they were in a mess.

Except for a lot of bras and socks lying on the floor in the loungewear and underwear area, the rest of the place is almost empty.

The corpses of more than a dozen zombies were lying randomly in various strange positions. They all had their heads broken or their necks were broken.

Wei Buzheng only felt a surge of emotion in his chest: Zombies are not harmful, at most they just lose consciousness and can't find their way home. Who beat these zombies to death so cruelly?

He endured his resentment and walked to the cashier, looking at the deli area in the blind corner of his line of sight just now, where all kinds of noises had been making.

It turned out that a man and a woman were fighting, and the man threw a glass counter at the woman. The woman did not make a sound, but deftly dodged and threw a burning object at the man.

The movement just now should be made by these two people. The two supernatural beings had a conflict when they were grabbing something, and they just started fighting.

Wei Buzheng didn't have any abilities that could be used, and he couldn't intervene in the disputes between the strong. He turned around, jumped over the collapsed shelves and the corpses of two zombies, and walked towards the gate of the mall.

He thought of the coming of the end of the world described in the novel, where people frantically robbed everything they could get, and mercilessly killed the people around them who had just turned into zombies. The scene just now made him no longer able to take chances: the end of the world really came up.

As he approached the door, he suddenly felt a chill surrounding his body, and besides Wu Chong still surging, he also smelled a very uncomfortable breath.

Quickened his pace and walked out of the mall, he petrified outside the door:

Gray smoke filled the whole world. The two buildings across the road collapsed into ruins, and the houses that did not collapse turned gray and black, as if the entire city had just experienced the baptism of a fire.

All the branches and leaves of the plants in his line of sight withered, and the leaves that fell on the ground turned light brown, as if they had fallen for many days and experienced a cold winter.

Only a few holly trees in front of the door still retain a bit of abnormal dark green, as if the tropical plants have suddenly experienced a frost.

Overnight, the seasons change and the world changes color.

This scene is so similar to the ruins of the last days in the game.

However, the ruins in the game are usually empty and dead, and there are still many creatures in the ruins at this time.

On the road, group after group of people dragged their children and women with their big bags and small bags and walked westward. With so many people, there were only footsteps, but no crying.

Many young men and women held sticks in their hands, wary of other people around them.

There was no wind, and the air seemed to be stagnant, but it was very cold. Wei Buzheng estimated that the temperature was around minus five degrees.

After he came to the egg-filled biscuit cart that had no owner, he called up a bean-green cold-proof jacket he bought just yesterday from the space, put it on, and then called up a black wool watermelon hat and scarf, put it on, and jumped down the corridor.

He ran a few steps to the square and found that the thick gray smoke was coming from the southeast, that is, from the direction of the train station.

He ran to the side of the road and asked a young couple with a three-year-old girl: "Where are you going..."

"Keep your voice down." Before Wei Buzheng finished speaking, the husband stopped him with a gesture: "Zombies can hear voices."

Wei Buzheng didn't ask him where he came to this conclusion, but asked: "Where are you going?"

"I haven't decided yet. Anyway, I'm leaving Yajin first. The population density in the city is too high, and the probability of being infected by zombies is also high." The husband with an oversized travel backpack whispered, and he looked back to the southeast direction again, " There are several chemical factories on the way to the train station, if something happens to the chemical factory..."

He shook his head in fear, and said to Wei Buzheng: "Let's go, I might not be able to leave if it's too late."

Wei Buzheng said, "Thank you, I'll find a friend to go with."

He bid farewell to the family of three, turned around, jumped onto the sidewalk, and walked eastward against the fleeing team. He noticed that there were many dull-looking zombies on the road, almost one to one in number to the fleeing people.

He walked about a kilometer and came to an intersection. He was thinking whether to go straight or turn south when he suddenly saw a man in a black down jacket swinging a grown man's thick arm in the middle of the intersection. , The tree trunk with the bark on it hit another man next to him hard on the head.

There was a sudden scream, and amidst the panicked running, a woman shouted almost insanely: "Ah, ah, Zhang Lin, Zhang Lin, ah——, Zhang Lin, Zhang Lin, Zhang Lin, ah... bastard, bastard!" , why did you beat someone? Why did you beat someone to death? Zhang Lin..."

The beating man did not run with the crowd, but said tremblingly but confidently: "His face turned blue, I saw it, I saw it, he, he, he will soon become a zombie."

The woman kneeling on the ground holding her husband's body suddenly raised her head, and yelled frantically towards the murderer: "You pay for your life, you pay for your life, you pay for my lover's life..."

The man was caught off guard, his face was covered with blood, he was wrestling with the woman, pulling the woman's hair, desperately trying to pull the woman who was pulling his skirt away: "F*ck you, you bitch, I'll kill you!" .”

The woman didn't seem to feel it. She grabbed the man's skirt with her left hand and grabbed the man's face again with her right hand. This time, her target was not the face, but the eyes.

The murderer let out an earth-shattering howl.

Wei Buzheng rushed over and grabbed the crazy woman from behind, the murderer covered his eyes and bent over, howling frantically on the road: "Ah, ah, ah..."

Wei Buzheng thought that the woman would attack him, and was ready to subdue her with one move.

The woman didn't move, and stood there trembling, looking coldly at the howling murderer.

The family members of the murderer ran over yelling. They were all ordinary people. They were frightened by the murder that happened just now. When the woman and the man were fighting, they even forgot to help.

Wei Buzheng supported the shoulder of the eye-gouging woman: "Eldest sister..."

The woman stared at the murderer's family for a while with disdainful eyes, walked back, knelt beside her husband who had become a corpse, hugged him, buried her head in his chest, and cried out like a howling wolf: "Ah... ..."

The murderer's family members finally came to their senses. His wife, mother, and son rushed to the crying woman silently hugging her husband.

Wei Buzheng stopped in front of the three of them, and a knife about one foot long appeared in his hand: "The people in your family will kill first."

Many of the refugees who came from the east stopped and stood watching from a distance. Even after such a big natural disaster happened, ordinary people were still shocked and curious about killing people in the street.

The murderer's son yelled, "His man is turning into a zombie."

Wei Buzheng said coldly: "He hasn't changed yet, even if he did, if he didn't hurt others, you have no right to kill him."

The murderer's mother and wife rushed to Wei Buzheng: "This bitch gouged out my son's eyes, why do you protect her? She has to pay for my son's life, pay for her life..."

"Elder Sister." Wei Buzheng stretched out his hand, but he couldn't hold back the lost love woman who went crazy again.

The woman threw the old woman down, grabbed her hair, and slammed her head on the ground: "You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die, your bastard son, if you kill my lover, you all deserve to die..."

Wei Buzheng bent down and pulled the woman up by force, and dragged her three or four meters away. The woman screamed and struggled to hit the old woman lying on the ground. Wei Buzheng hugged her from the side, and the woman stretched out On the right hand, a white spark suddenly appeared, with dots of golden light mixed in the middle.

Wei Buzheng dodges in an instant.

The woman stared blankly at her hand, then quickly came to her senses, and rushed towards the murderer again: "Bastards, I will burn you to death, you inhuman bastards."

The murderer's son stood there blankly, while his wife looked at Wei Buzheng in bewilderment. The old woman had already been knocked unconscious.

Wei Buzheng sighed, went up again and grabbed the woman who had aroused the supernatural power, "Elder sister,..., he was the only one who killed, and there was no one in his family."

The woman looked at Wei Buzheng with crazy and desperate eyes, but tears rolled down her cheeks: "My lover is dead, he killed my lover, we agreed that we will never be separated for the rest of our lives, even if we become zombies, we will not be separated. It was agreed that if one person becomes a zombie, the other person will also become a zombie; we will go to Uda to find our daughter together..."

Wei Buzheng was so uncomfortable that he paused for a long time before he said: "Eldest sister, he killed your lover, but he has no family members. Eldest sister, you are not such an inhuman bastard like him, you will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Is it right?"

After speaking, he let go.

The moment Wei Buzheng let go, the woman threw herself at the murdering man, and the screams rang out again.

Wei Buzheng glanced at the man who was on fire and was rolling madly on the ground, trying to put out the flames, then looked at the pale woman standing there staring at the man rolling madly and indifferently, sighed in his heart, and continued walking eastward .

The howling of the murderer man became weaker and weaker, Wei Buzheng turned back after walking more than 100 meters.

The onlookers had already returned to the west, and there were only the murderer's family and the couple with the supernatural woman left.

The murderer was lying on the side of the road, no longer rolling, his wife and son were standing not far from him, and his old mother was lying a few meters away from him.

In the middle of the crossroads, the woman who had inspired the supernatural power returned to her lover, knelt on the ground and hugged him, and buried her head deeply in her lover's arms.