Ordinary Guy In Apocalypse

PS: It’s sunny today, the incubation period is three days, 38.9°, backache, headache, I can’t stand still, it’s hard, I’m going to sleep.

early morning!

The post-apocalyptic air is much fresher than expected.

This change is very obvious.

It should have a lot to do with the shutdown of various factories and the absence of vehicle exhaust emissions.

During this period of time, the blue sky and white clouds are as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.

at this time.

Several figures were running wildly in the desolate desert, each of them was vigorous and extremely fast, pulling out flying yellow sand one after another. If you didn't look carefully, you might think it was a vehicle driving.

Soon, they stopped and stood on the desert mound looking at the small city ahead.

It was a very small city, and the number of people living there was pitifully small. In peacetime, there were only about a hundred thousand people. Who would want to live in such a harsh environment.

It is indeed unexpected that such a small city can give birth to creators.

"There is a terrible creature sleeping here."

Cui Xiaofei's expression was solemn, and his eyes locked on the dust-covered city. It seemed like an ordinary city, but it contained great terror.

If you can choose.

He certainly doesn't want to meet the creator right now.

This is true even if it is a weak creator.

"I've been to this place before, Ma De, it's a pit, the agency tricked me into coming here, saying that working here earns more than 10,000 yuan a month, one settlement a day, three hundred and fifty a day, I'm really unlucky, it turns out For three hundred and five, one hundred and fifty will be drawn by the intermediary, and if you get two hundred, don’t you think these people deserve to die.”

"Haha, what a hard-working wage earner. I have never experienced such a life. I used to be a rich second generation."

"Whether it's a rich second generation or a hard-working wage earner, now is the end of the world, and there is nothing, only the strength of riding a horse is real."

"Ma De, if I can go back to the past, I still want to live the life of the past. I hugged me left and right, drunk and dreaming, happy like a fairy. These days are really hard for Nima."

Talking casually.

Wait for the fire to cover.

There is no sense of nervousness about meeting the creator.

There was the sound of a plane flying.

They looked up and saw a plane approaching quickly not far away.

"What plane is this?"

"I don't know. I'm not a military fan. The organization must have gotten it from the air force base."

"Why just this one, get a few more to clean up the scene thoroughly."

"Do you think anyone can fly a fighter jet? It would be good if the organization can find one."

Indeed, the price to be paid for training a pilot who can fly a fighter jet is extremely high.

Let alone in an environment like the end of the world.

There are not many human beings left after being wiped out, how many can fly fighter jets?

Boom!

Boom!

With the coverage of firepower, the small town in front erupted in an instant, and the flames shot up into the sky, covering the buildings in an instant.

The power of thermal weapons is still relatively fierce.

Most zombies can't bear such firepower.

Other than a few zombies with higher ranks, who else could there be.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

At this moment, ferocious and violent roars came from the city covered by artillery fire.

The voice is very loud.

It spread to everyone's ears like thunder.

If there were birds in this city, they would definitely spread their wings and fly amidst the roaring sounds, creating a very shocking scene.

Boom!

Boom!

From a distance, the dilapidated buildings in the city were destroyed and turned into ruins.

The terrifying firepower has awakened the creator, and there are thick fleshy tentacles waving in the distance, and every waving can whip out a dull roar in the air.

"Haha, that guy is agitated, when are you going to touch?"

There are mutants who can't wait to fight the creator, in order to prove their own strength and let the creator have a good taste of his horror.

"Don't worry, let the fighters cover it again, and the creators have already been attracted, so it must not be wasted." The man with glasses in the organization said with a smile.

The fighter jets that had gone away knew that the creator had appeared, turned their noses, and prepared to continue their attack.

"Haha, let the human missiles play with you, the feeling of being surrounded by fire must be very comfortable."

The man in glasses who organizes will not do anything with the creator.

He is commonly known as the crowd.

And at this moment.

Sudden changes happen.

The Creator, who was furiously covered by the firepower, let out a chilling roar, the thick and long tentacles were swinging in the air, and the spikes attached to the surface unexpectedly came out of his body.

"No, something is going to happen."

As soon as Cui Xiaofei saw this situation, he knew he was going to die. The flying speed of the spikes was too fast, and the penetration power was absolutely terrifying. Even if the fuselage of the fighter jet was made of special materials, it would definitely not be able to stop it.

really.

The fuselage was emitting black smoke, and flames had already appeared.

The panicked pilot hurriedly parachuted, and bounced up with a bang, while the fighter jet pulled a thick black smoke in the air and rushed towards the ground in the distance.

The skydiving driver suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was really safe.

"careful."

Suddenly, there was a shout in my ear.

The driver looked back, his eyes widened, and it was difficult to suppress the frightened expression, and he burst out completely.

"Fuck..."

Classic national quintessence.

The soaring fleshy mouthpiece swallows the driver in one gulp, fast and ruthless, and being swallowed by the creator, it is impossible to live, and will eventually become a part of the creator's body.

The startled creator has a strong sense of perception, and instantly locks on to the distant human beings. The huge body moves quickly, and the body sunken deep in the ground, like an excavator, keeps lifting the soil in front of him.

"The battle has begun, and it's time for you to perform." The man with glasses organized to step back, urging the eleven perfect mutants to hunt down the creators.

He just needs to monitor the scene.

Cui Xiaofei made a sound and said: "Be careful, this Creator can release the spikes on the flesh, the speed and destructive power are very strong, basically if you don't touch it, you will be penetrated, even if we are mutants, we may not be able to Hold it."

The battle is about to begin.

He had to remind this group of guys that if they were carelessly taken down by the creator, it would have a great impact on them.

boom!

boom!

for a moment.

They have already arrived in the city, and with the help of the city's environment, they can have buildings to hide in, which is extremely advantageous in dealing with creators.

...

in the city.

Lin Fan came out early to clean up the zombies, the city hadn't been cleaned up yet, and at the same time he wanted to find Yangmei's lost companions.

They have been separated for a long time.

But he was always looking for it with hope.

"It would be nice to see them."

Lin Fan's own perception is also very strong, within a certain range, he can hear the beating sound of the heart, so he relied on this ability to find it.

while walking.

There are not many zombies encountered.

This made Lin Fan feel a little more relaxed.

But occasionally, stumbling zombies would appear in front of him. To deal with these ferocious ordinary zombies, he would casually wave Frostmourne to chop them off.

Easy and simple, without any difficulty.

soon.

He stopped and looked at the neighborhood beside him.

The sign at the door was covered with dust, but the words on it could be vaguely seen.

Xinyang District.

Looking at the building in the distance, I can vaguely see a figure at the window, but the glass has not been cleaned for a long time, it is very messy, it is just a blurry phantom.

In such a situation, there is never any doubt about whether someone is there.

Even if there is no one in the end.

He'll go and have a look too.

Walking to the guard room, I took a casual look, and saw a rotten skeleton on the floor stool. There were no maggots. It must have been dead for a long time. It should have been when the end of the world just broke out. Escape, and finally choose to commit suicide to avoid the attack of zombies.

"Hey, it's a pity. If I chose to escape bravely, I might have a chance to escape."

That's a 50-50 odds.

Without registration, I walked towards the community.

There are many broken limbs on the road in the community. As time goes by, the flesh and blood on the surface of the limbs has corroded.

Looking around.

A picture after another appeared in my mind, all of which were survivors who fled in panic when the end of the world came.

Room 505, Unit 3, Building 3.

The safety door downstairs was locked, without a key, so I pulled it down forcibly, and saw that the stairs were full of bones, and the walls were stained with dark blood. With a light touch, the blood clots would fall off.

The city has no electricity.

The elevator is out of service.

Climb the stairs and reach your destination soon.

Boom!

Knock on the door.

"Hi, I'm Lin Fan from the Yellow City Sunshine Shelter. I'm here to rescue you. Is anyone there?"

Lin Fan knew that there was no one.

But there are benefits to being alerted.

This is a habit of his.

Facing the anti-theft door, he punched out, and with a bang, the anti-theft door directly opened a hole, and reached inside to open the anti-theft door.

go inside.

Immediately, a strange smell came over his face.

This made him extremely puzzled.

I think this is impossible. The survivors died early, and the corpses have already rotted into dry bones. How could there be a rotten smell?

go inside.

When he saw the picture in front of him, his eyes suddenly changed, and he couldn't believe it would be like this.

The ground is full of discarded mineral water bottles, bread boxes, instant noodles, and some scattered snacks.

"With food, it should have lived for a long time."

Lin Fan said to himself, there are three bones in the living room, and judging from the time of decay, it is estimated that it should be more than half a month.

Seeing that the door of a room was closed tightly, when he opened it, there was also a smell. If he hadn't had better endurance, he might have started to vomit a long time ago.

There was also a dead body in the room.

He exited the room and came to the balcony. What he saw was not wrong. There was indeed a dead body with no head and a separate body lying on the ground, and a rope was hanging from the balcony.

Apparently he committed suicide by hanging himself. After a long time, the rope rotted and his head was broken.

There are still some SOS letters in red pen on the window, but they are covered by dust and gradually become blurred.

Lin Fan's face was very serious, this is a very bad thing.

After the end of the world broke out.

He didn't come here. If he could come here, he would be able to save this group of survivors who were struggling to survive.

"Hey"

sighed.

Regretfully turned around and prepared to leave.

His eyes saw an open notebook on the table.

Turn to the first page.

What is imprinted in the eyes is a line of not-so-beautiful fonts.

"Oh my god, it's scary."

Randomly flipping through the pages of the notebook, there are fonts on the thick pages. It is obvious that this group of survivors persisted for a long time, but the situation outside was beyond their imagination.

making it impossible for them to leave.

After all, the zombies in a city, even if they drive a car on a rampage, will be blocked by the zombies and cannot escape.

Turn to the next page.

【12th:

What to do, I can't get away, the downstairs is full of zombies, there are seven of us, six adults, and a seven-year-old boy, can we really survive, when will the country send out the army to eliminate this group of terrifying Zombies.

Fortunately, the power grid and the water source are not disconnected. I know that the water source is very important, so I can only find all the bottles to store more water. 】

Very smart choice.

Knowing to reserve water sources, with the advent of the end of the world, the waterworks will not lose their ability to work immediately, but will maintain them for different periods of time according to the different conditions of the waterworks.

Looking at their empty food boxes, you can tell that a lot of food was stored here at the beginning, otherwise it would not be possible to last for so long.

The place looked like a share house.

There are two people living in a room, etc., or a family of three with children is not sure.

Continue to look through.

【Number 13:

The outside is completely chaotic, and there are a lot of zombies. At a glance, they are all zombies, piled up into a mountain. With such a large number of zombies, it is impossible to run away. They can only stay in this seemingly safe place.

We sorted out all the food, it was very gratifying, there were a lot of snacks, thanks to Xu Jiaming who loves to eat snacks, but was too lazy to go out to buy, and stored so many in the hiding place. 】

Seeing such content, Lin Fan felt grateful for them, but when he thought of the final result, this expression of gratitude disappeared in an instant.

After all, it still couldn't hold on.

Continue to read.

The following content is what happened every day. On the third day, the electricity was cut off, and on the fifth day, the tap water was also cut off.

The real apocalypse begins.

This is the greatest challenge for a living person.

Lin Fan continued to read and found that they are worthy of admiration. Even in the last days, they still did not give up their survival. Even though there are so many people sharing food, no one wants to kill anyone and monopolize the food.

At this most dangerous time.

The test of humanity has really come.

There are many pages in the diary, and with constant reading, on a certain day, a survivor relapsed and the medicine was exhausted.

In the end he stayed in the room and died in pain.

The seven survivors died of illness a little after the end of the world.

Lin Fan knew that this situation was terrifying.

Especially for survivors of the disease.

When there is no medicine, you really can only wait to die in the last days.

"It would be great if I really came here, I can definitely save them." Lin Fan muttered.

It's a pity that if he searches around randomly, the survivors may not be found, and they will die tragically in the end of the world.

Nothing is perfect.

Sometimes it's just fate.

at this time.

The environment is very peaceful.

There was only the rustling sound of Lin Fan turning pages.

He read it very carefully, and his expression gradually changed with the contents of the diary.

The later the content, the more miserable it is.

With the shortage of food, some adults decided to venture through the window to the next room, but the first one fell into the group of zombies because of the unsteady stepping, and was bitten to death severely.

Later, another companion stood up and ventured to find food. This time, he crawled in, but soon there were screams. It was that there were zombies in someone's home.

They knew it was over.

In such a siege, when the food is consumed, it will die completely.

Continue to look at the diary.

The content is very sad, and the notes are not written by the same person.

[My mental state is on the verge of collapse. I vaguely see my parents. They are weak and sick. They have been living in the countryside. I think they are already dead. Let’s leave the food to the child. I hope he can live longer For a while, a miracle might happen.

Goodbye, bad times. 】

Look at this content.

She could imagine the pain of the other party, how broken her heart was, and she really couldn't support it until now in the last days.

Just when he thought the diary was over.

He found that there was still content on the next page, and the font was that of a primary school student.

[I'm the only one left, I'm so scared. 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

【I'm so hungry, I'm starving to death, I have nothing to eat...】

See here, there is no content.

Lin Fan's face was very serious, and he held the diary firmly in his hand, feeling a kind of pain in his heart, and he could imagine how painful this living child was under the condition of hunger.

In the end, he starved to death.

He has never experienced what it is like to be hungry to a certain extent.

But look at the curled up corpse.

He knew that the child might just want a bite of food at the moment when his consciousness finally faded.

"Why should I waste my time?"

"Sleep is irrelevant to me. If I can use the night to clean up zombies, the speed of cleaning will be faster."

Maybe if I could come here some time earlier, maybe not everyone could be saved, but I would definitely be able to save this child and bring him a life full of hope.

Not in this hopeless hunger.

Lin Fan reflected on himself.

A new cleaning method was decided.

But for those ignorant zombies, they still don't know that the real horror has arrived.

He put away his notebook, turned and left, closed the anti-theft door that broke through the hole, and at the same time pulled out Frostmourne, and sealed the iron hole that had just been broken.

He was full of anger in his heart.

Did not continue to wobble.

But to speed up, the city must be cleaned up as quickly as possible, and then go to other places to clean up the zombies, when the number of zombies is low enough to a certain level.

Then there will be more survivors alive.