my doomsday wish list

Chapter 2 Doomsday world?No, whoring the world for nothing!
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When Zheng Xun returned home, the first thing he did was to take out the Yibao purified water from the refrigerator and drink a whole bottle.

He slept on the street for a day and a night, every cell in his body screamed for hunger and thirst.

As a bottle of pure water was poured into his stomach, Zheng Xun felt that his cell hunger was satisfied, and he couldn't help but burp.

Even the initial panic and doubts have calmed down a lot.

What he saw and heard on the way back to the apartment convinced him once again that something unbelievable really happened in Seoul.

On the commercial pedestrian street, some undead wandered scattered here and there. They either stood there blankly shaking their heads, or wandered aimlessly with heavy steps.

On the usually congested and lively public roads, there is not a single normal person to be seen at this moment.

There were only a lot of unattended cars parked haphazardly, bumping into each other in a chaotic manner, forming a jam.

Cars with shattered windshields and doors slammed into the pavement, and others crashed into shops on the street, strewn with merchandise.

The more Zheng Xun looked, the more frightened he became. Everywhere he saw was a mess.

Along the way, he wanted to find a living person to ask about the situation, but all he encountered were the same living dead as the lady in the pink skirt.

He encountered no less than a dozen such living dead on the road.

Although their rotting faces looked terrifying, they didn't show any hostility or movement.

Even if he brushes past the living dead, it is only a near miss.

The living dead cannot speak and cannot provide any valid information.

Asking to no avail, Zheng Xun had to return to the apartment as quickly as possible.

As for whether those living dead can still be considered human beings, Zheng Xun had a vague judgment in his heart.

They were, and they certainly are not.

For zombies that have only been seen in movies and TV dramas, if they really appear in real life, anyone will be extremely surprised.

Fortunately, the zombies did not launch an attack. Zheng Xun thought it was a blessing in misfortune, otherwise a real "Travel to Seoul" would be staged every minute.

He casually threw the water bottle into the sink, then turned on the faucet, leaned under the water, and washed his face vigorously.

After calming down physically and mentally, he reached out to wipe off the water stains on his clothes, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket to check.

"There's actually an internet connection."

"It seems that Seoul has not yet reached the point of complete paralysis."

"Maybe it's just an outbreak of zombies in one area."

Then he logged on to the mainstream media website and began to search for some relevant information.

Zheng Xun frowned, his expression gradually became serious, the situation was far more serious than he expected.

It is said.

A sudden outbreak of virus infection in Seoul with a [-]% fatality rate is now spreading across the peninsula.

For patients infected with the virus, the main symptoms at the beginning are high fever in the head and aches and pains all over the body.

After the incubation period, the patient will fall into a coma, and then undergo irreversible mutations within a very short period of time.

The mutated patients will indiscriminately attack the living and spread the mutated infection at the same time.

According to current research, this viral infection is mainly transmitted through the mouth bites of mutant patients. It is speculated that the saliva and blood of mutant patients are highly contaminating.

Whether it is swallowed, bitten, splashed into the eyes, or the wound is contaminated with the blood of a mutated patient, it will become infected and then die and mutate.

There is currently no vaccine against this mutated virus in the world. Once infected, the mortality rate is close to 99.99%.

The mayor of Seoul appeals to all citizens to stay rational and refrain from rioting. The municipal government has planned a number of temporary shelters. Please go to the nearest shelter immediately.

Citizens who fail to go to the shelter at the first time must take safety precautions, wait for the unified command and rescue, and do not aggravate the mutated virus infection.

The city will do its best to ensure the safety of major infrastructure.
"What's the difference between this and a zombie?"

Zheng Xun's suspicion was confirmed. A virus of unknown origin broke out in a corner of Seoul, and then quickly spread across the city and even the entire peninsula.

While he was sleeping on the streets, Seoul was experiencing a zombie storm.

When he woke up, Seoul was already in such a doomsday scene.

Zheng Xun logged on to the campus forum of Bindong Junior High School again, and saw many posts about zombies.

Click in to view, and there are some videos and photos inside. The content shows that the classmates suddenly mutated, like bloodthirsty and cruel zombies, and began to bite and attack the teacher and others.

There are also some posts calling for help, and the update time is basically a day ago.

"The school is probably already full of zombies."

Zheng Xun didn't intend to pay attention to these distress messages. Even the municipal government, the police station and the fire department couldn't handle the situation, and he was helpless alone.

"Even the Gangnam district of Seoul has fallen, and places like schools must be doomed."

"South Korea has a full-scale zombie crisis, and I don't know what will happen to other countries"

Zheng Xun tried to log in to major search platforms such as Google and Bing, but found that he could not search and obtain information normally.

Is the network blocked in South Korea? Zheng Xun took the mobile phone, stepped over the pile of debris on the floor, returned to the bedroom, and fell headfirst on the bed.

Although the bed was also piled with messy clothes, it didn't attract his attention at all.

A sense of extreme unreality lingered in his heart and could not go away.

"Suddenly, a zombie crisis broke out."

"The desperate escape plot in movies and TV shows didn't happen either."

"It's like waking up after a long sleep and the world around you has changed."

He poked his phone for a while and found that there was no information he cared about most.

That's why zombies don't attack themselves.

Zheng Xun stared blankly at the ceiling, caught in a vortex of doubts.

Recalling the frightening appearance of Ms. Pink Skirt, the bite sores on her abdomen are obviously caused by the mutation of the infected virus.

"The female zombie turned a blind eye to her, and didn't even respond to kneading like that. Could it be that the zombie has lost its aggressiveness?"

"But the information given by experts on the Internet is completely different from the situation I encountered."

"The videos of zombies biting humans on the forum couldn't be more real."

But those theories couldn't explain Zheng Xun's experience at all, and he couldn't help but feel that the experts were unreliable again.

"Also, when sleeping on the street, many people around turned into zombies, but I didn't. Could it be said that only sticks can become zombies?"

"No matter how you look at it, in the eyes of zombies, I was slumped on a public seat and was a delicacy within easy reach."

Zheng Xun was at a loss, and his intuition told him that these doubts could only be solved slowly by himself, instead of actively reporting to the authorities.

"If the survivors are immune to zombie attacks, the situation will be fine."

"If I am the only one who is immune to zombie attacks and report it, I will definitely be locked up for experiments."

He didn't think he was a noble person, and he didn't want to be reduced to an experimental subject for official research.

Besides, the zombie apocalypse has come, and now it is more important to find a way to survive.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry, and now he has slowly accepted the fact of coexistence with zombies, not to mention that those zombies have no interest in him at all.

"How come there is a feeling of being isolated from the world? Could it be that even zombies have learned to be xenophobic?"

"I don't know how many people are still alive in Seoul"

Zheng Xun had a different feeling in his heart, but it was only a flash.

"It seems that this is not bad. You can only study through work-study programs, and you can pay the rent by selling your health."

"The real world is meaningless to me."

For him, the next step is nothing more than continuing to live alone.

Over the years, he has long been used to being alone.

In the big city of Seoul, medical care, food, drinking water, etc., everything is available.

Electricity and tap water are still in normal supply for the time being, the Internet is still connected, and living infrastructure is still operating normally.

The time before the entire city is truly paralyzed may be a week at a short time, or half a month at a long time.

All he has to do is to spend as much prostitution as possible during this period of time.

After completing the psychological training, Zheng Xun felt much better.

In the doomsday life, mentality always comes first.

Zheng Xun raised his hand and spread his five fingers. He couldn't help but recall the real and soft touch at that time.

This is the first time he has touched the real thing, and he still stands on the street to touch it openly.

"It seems a bit perverted."

"It's ice cold, there's no temperature."

"I don't know if there is still a chance to touch the warm one."

Zheng Xun, who was feeling sorry, had a rumbling stomach.

The feeling of fullness from just drinking a bottle of water has disappeared, replaced by the feeling of hunger on an empty stomach.

I didn't eat or drink all day and night, and I was really hungry. I didn't feel it before, it was all because I was too surprised and nervous when I saw a zombie for the first time.

"Only by filling your stomach can you have the strength to think. Let's get something to eat first."

Just as he sat up, Zheng Xun suddenly thought that today seemed to be his birthday.

After so many years of stressful and tiring life, he has forgotten this commemorative day.

Nowadays, there is no need to work and study, and there is plenty of time left.

No longer panic about eating, you can think about it slowly, and choose slowly.

He immediately decided to go to the cake shop and order cakes for free.

After all, cakes, which have a short shelf life, are best eaten now.

Otherwise, when the city faces a major power outage, materials with a short shelf life will be the first to rot.

Just do it when you think of it, but before setting off, Zheng Xun still plans to take some protective measures.

I haven't fully figured out the details of the zombies yet, and only a dozen of them have been encountered.

The number of samples is too small to be universal, and it cannot be ruled out that zombies in other areas will develop new mutations.

Things like viruses mutate very quickly, and human beings are basically impossible to guard against. Even the greatest scientists are completely clueless.

If he encounters zombies without martial ethics, he can increase his chances of escaping by being prepared in advance.

Zheng Xun rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the messy room, throwing away toilet water, tennis rackets, skateboards, etc., in a mess.

Finally, he found a brown leather jacket, a pair of black leather gloves, and a motorcycle helmet that had been idle for a long time from the pile of clothes.

He wiped the dust off his helmet. He bought it specifically for riding, but after buying the helmet, he didn't have enough money to buy the motorcycle he wanted.

Zheng Xun put on his helmet, put on a leather jacket and gloves, dressed neatly, and wrapped his whole body tightly.

In this way, even if the zombies came to bite, the leather jacket could stop the bite.

He glanced around the room, saw the fruit knife on the table, and took it to the sink to clean it.

After confirming the sharpness and sharpness of the fruit knife, hold the handle tightly and push the door out.

He had to confirm the way to kill the zombies first, otherwise he would be very passive in dealing with it if he went out rashly.

There was a male zombie standing in the hallway.

Zheng Xun walked over.

The zombie was wearing a blood-stained white shirt, which was torn and torn. His face had been bitten and rotted, revealing his teeth and bones.

The tip of the knife aimed at the front door and pierced it down.

Unexpectedly, the tip of the knife did not penetrate all the way, but got stuck in the bone seam.

He retracted the knife, changed the angle, stabbed up from the bottom of the neck, pierced the flesh and blood and penetrated deep.

The zombie didn't say a word and suddenly fell to the ground.

"The fruit knife is really not good enough."

"You need to find the right angle."

"But it's enough to kill zombies."

Zheng Xun returned to the room, cleaned the fruit knife again, and after getting ready, went out and walked towards the nearby business district.

(End of this chapter)