Ordinary Guy In Apocalypse

night.

The wind at night is very cool, and the smell of fireworks in the air has not yet dissipated. It is the smell of food left over from the dinners of various households.

Originally, he was cleaning up zombies outside.

But when Sister Li called him, Mengmeng was a little hot and crying, no one could coax him, so you should come back and have a look.

At this time, Mengmeng had already taken the medicine, her temperature had dropped, and she was sleeping soundly.

He just happened to be wondering if he wanted to add some content to "Zombie Atlas".

The matter of destroying the island yesterday is quite important.

It's just that he is a little hesitant now, whether to record it or not, and feels a little headache because of it.

"Should I write it or not? If I write it in the album and I destroy the island with one punch, will people who see it think I am a braggart and reduce my credibility?"

"If you really believe it, will it make people feel that I am a violent person?"

"This still needs attention."

I haven't written for a long time.

sigh.

Close the album.

Forget it, there is really no need to write some content, which will only increase panic.

He also doesn't want to express how powerful he is. The description of himself in the album is enough now, and there is no need to continue to add messy content.

If the survivors outside think that he is too murderous, it will really be a bit of a loss.

The survivors who are alive now are very timid, each and every one of them is like a frightened bird, and the slightest movement can make their hairs stand on end.

So be gentle with it.

The shocking punch was forever hidden in Lin Fan's heart, and was not announced to the public along with the "Zombie Atlas".

...

Mutants are organizations.

A mass of deformed flesh and blood was stored in a transparent container, wrapped in an unknown liquid, and a scanner was constantly scanning the piece of flesh and blood in the container.

This is the flesh and blood of the creator, representing the top zombie flesh and blood among zombies today.

There are other containers around, in which are the perfect mutants who previously hunted and killed the creators. There are four of them in total.

Several researchers stayed there bored.

One of the researchers held a donut and tasted it with great enjoyment. He weighed almost 300 catties, but he still did not give up his pursuit of delicious food.

"How's the research going?"

"What can I do? That's it. The energy contained in the creator is very high, which is beyond imagination. Let's say that the sum of the experimental products that died is not as high as that contained in this lump of meat."

"This is just a weak creator. Compared with a real strong creator, there is a big gap."

This group of researchers never took mutants seriously, and it could even be said that they never regarded them as individuals, and always regarded them as research objects.

Now they are recovered for their continued research.

"These four guys have improved a lot since they left the factory, and their genetic sequences are more complex. It seems that during the time outside, they have fused some zombie genes themselves."

"Can you analyze which zombie genes are there?"

"It can't be analyzed, it has been mixed and fused. This is an unexpected harvest. After absorbing different zombie genes, there is no conflict, but tolerance. The benefit of research using humans as a carrier is that there are often unexpected gains. , This may be tolerance and adaptability.”

"Hey, it's interesting. It's more interesting than the donuts I ate. I really want to see how Cui Xiaofei is doing."

"His situation is even more special. Haven't you seen all the battle scenes? His body has evolved greatly. With two pairs of red wings, his body can expand to twice its previous size. His speed, strength, etc. have been terribly improved. God knows What he's been through out there."

"It's a pity that he wasn't the one who died. If you can study his situation, the harvest will definitely be greater."

"When injecting him with medicine, who would have thought that he would be the one with the most perfect evolution? It's not that the medicine we gave him is powerful, but that people's physiques are different, and the final chain effect is also different."

"Well, it makes sense, this research direction is getting more and more interesting, but what kind of result does the commander want?"

"These are not what we want to manage, just do our own thing well."

The group of people who do research already have access to the top research secrets, but they still don't know the results required by the commander. They just need to report the results of the research.

Don't care about anything else.

"By the way, did an earthquake happen yesterday? I was lying down well, but suddenly the vibrations continued, and I was so scared that I thought an earthquake was coming."

"It's not an earthquake, but I don't know what it is."

How did they know that the former Radiant Island has said goodbye to this world, completely disappeared from the map, and will never exist.

If there are people from Radiant Island living here, looking at the direction of their hometown in the distance, they will definitely sigh to themselves.

‘Chuan Sang, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming. '

while they were discussing.

The electronic door opens.

A woman walked in. The woman had no expression on her face. When the researchers around her saw her, their expressions changed slightly. Even the researcher who was eating the donuts was shocked and hurriedly put the donuts away, staring at the screen intently. Act like I'm working hard and definitely not sneaking donuts.

This woman is the commander's subordinate, and basically everything has to go through her hands.

In the entire organization, it belongs to the second in command.

"What was the result?" the woman asked.

"Sir, we are researching. There is a lot of information about the flesh and blood of the creator. To completely decipher it, we need a little more work. We are already speeding up the process, and I don't think it will take long to get results."

"Well, what the commander wants is the result, what I want is speed, and immediately start to crack the secret of the creator's flesh and blood."

"yes."

Don't look at them as researchers, they seem to be precious talents in the last days.

Really want to do something that makes the other party uncomfortable.

That basically has no future.

Everything they do is being monitored, and some small actions of eating snacks and chatting will not cause trouble, but if they are still unscrupulously lazy in front of each other, they are asking for death.

After the woman left.

The researchers suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and began to devote themselves to their work.

Why did the organization let the perfect mutants hunt and kill the creator? Not only did they want the creator's body, but they also thought that in this battle, there would definitely be mutants who would die.

In this way, the corpses of mutants can be used for research.

The living perfect mutants are still difficult to deal with.

...

Qin Group.

"Boss, the mutant organization has captured a creator. Although the most important part was taken away by them, the creator is very large and there are still a lot left. We have already obtained some flesh and blood for research."

The most important part is of course where the crystals are located.

Professor Jin's report did not give Qin Ling any idea of ​​joy.

He felt that the person in his hands was really useless.

Mutant organizations can hunt and kill creators.

And they're still picking up what's left of them.

"You let me down so much." Qin Ling's tone changed a lot. He turned into a zombie. Although he maintained his wisdom, his form no longer had anything to do with humans.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Professor Jin immediately nodded his head and admitted his mistake, which deeply touched the essence of the workers. The boss knows how to get angry, don't say anything, just admit his mistake, let him vent it, and everything will be fine.

Just as he thought.

Sure enough, the boss didn't continue to be angry.

Professor Jin looked at the current state of the boss, and even he didn't know which direction the boss was heading.

If I have to describe it, the shape of the boss at this time is more like progressing in the direction of a brood, and at this stage it is building a suitable nest.

More than half of the entire base has been covered by the boss's flesh and blood network, which is intricate and active.

He can regard the network of flesh and blood covering other areas as Area 1, Area 2, etc., while what is in front of him is the real mother body, which is the main control room.

The boss still maintains that overbearing kingly demeanor, using flesh and blood to build a bloody throne, but it's a pity... he can't move at will.

Qin Ling said: "How is the genetic research going? When will my evolution take place?"

"Boss, I'm working hard on research. There are too many types of zombie genes. I will definitely pick out the most suitable gene for you."

Professor Jin feels a lot of pressure on himself.

Their current situation is very passive. Since the boss became a zombie, most of the people in the organization have died. There are some remaining sub-organizations, but they are basically ordinary people and are not very useful.

In terms of the current end-time situation.

It is very difficult for awakened people to live, let alone ordinary people.

Qin Ling stared at Professor Jin.

Feeling the anger in the boss's eyes, Professor Jin felt an indescribable pain.

"Boss, just trust me. Once I have the flesh and blood of the creator, I can slowly clone it, and at the same time modify its genes to make them more perfect. You believe in my ability, otherwise you You won’t hire me with a high salary, will you?”

Professor Jin hurriedly said that the boss must have full trust in him, otherwise with the boss's current temper, it would be easy to destroy him as useless waste.

Certainly not before.

But the current boss is a zombie, who can tell clearly.

"Any news about that guy recently?"

Qin Ling still cares about Lin Fan. He is not afraid of any human beings, but he is most afraid of Lin Fan from the Sunshine Sanctuary in Huangshi. That kind of power is enough to destroy any zombies, so that no creator dares to reveal his position at will. .

Professor Jin said: "Yes, that guy has been cleaning up the zombies, and the scope is getting wider and wider. The zombies in many cities have been cleaned up. According to this speed, half a year will definitely kill all the zombies in the city. Clean up."

He still didn't know that Lin Fan had already sped up the speed, and he was cleaning up during the daytime, and the speed was many times faster than before, and it didn't take half a year.

Following his words.

The whole base was shaking slightly, it was Qin Ling's wrath.

Deliberately destroy the other party.

But always at a loss.

This feeling is hopeless.

"Can he really do it?" Qin Ling asked.

Professor Jin said: "If it was before, I definitely wouldn't believe that someone could do this, but now I find that guy is a paranoid lunatic who has been cleaning up all the time, as if he was tireless and tired, and he didn't even think about it. Coexisting with zombies, his thinking is beyond my cognition."

Qin Ling was very angry. Lin Fan was a stumbling block on his road. Although he had never met face to face, many things were broken because of him.

"Oh, by the way, boss, there is one more thing. As far as I know, the creator of one of the zombies has reached a cooperation with Lin Fan, and has been looking for the creator, so he told Lin Fan the location of the creator. scum."

"Who?"

"The zombie in Heshi."

Professor Jin also learned about it by accident.

Today's creators are too hard to find. It's not that creators don't like to hang out, but that there are bad guys in the organization and they will tell the bad guys about their whereabouts.

Therefore, dodging is a last resort.

...

early morning.

Chaoyang is so full of hope.

A modified bus was parked on the road. From the outside, there was no figure in the car, until the sun shrouded it, and there was a figure in the car.

They all slept on their stomachs, but when they woke up, they sat up straight.

"Great, another day to be alive."

Looking out at the tranquility, one survivor sighed.

Snapped!

A dark-skinned middle-aged man patted the young survivor's head and said with a smile, "What is another day of living? We must live forever."

"Uncle Tiehammer, let me sigh a little bit." The young survivor laughed.

Uncle Tiehammer clapped his hands, "Everyone is awake and ready to drive. We are one step closer to the Sunshine Shelter in Huangshi. As long as we persist, we will definitely get there. Don't be so desperate for the road ahead."

He inspires people.

There were a total of twelve people in the car, all survivors who survived the end times.

There are men and women.

Without the elderly, the survival rate of the elderly in the last days is not even 0.01.

"Uncle Tiehammer, how far are we from now?"

"Yeah, I really want to get there quickly."

"A true sanctuary in the last days."

they asked curiously.

Uncle Hammer returned to the driving seat and took out a paper map, "Come on, come on, we'll be there in a while."

He didn't give a specific itinerary.

Instead, I kept saying that it was too soon, just to let them understand that the destination is ahead, and every moment is when hope exists, so don't give up easily.

This journey is too hard.

There are dangers encountered.

But it was their luck that they did not encounter major danger.

He has always been driving during the day, turning off the engine at night and stopping to rest. At night, he can’t see the road ahead clearly, and he can easily become a target when the lights are turned on. There is no need to take risks just to hurry.

Start the car and drive forward.

Looking at the desolate environment, the survivors in the car were very depressed, as if the smiles had completely disappeared from their faces.

They have seen too many horrible scenes.

Those scenes deeply shocked their hearts.

Sometimes when I close my eyes, those scenes appear in my mind like a slideshow.

Don't think about it, don't want to think about it, but it always appears.

Uncle Hammer, who was driving, glanced at the fuel gauge. There was not much fuel in the fuel tank. I hope the gas station in front can have gasoline. After all, many gas stations are empty now.

Soon, a gas station appeared ahead.

"It's time to refuel later, so pay attention to the situation."

Heard to cheer up.

Everyone's expressions became tense.

You have to get out of the car to refuel, and you may encounter zombies when you get off the car. If you encounter zombies, you may have conflicts. This is really a terrible challenge for ordinary people.

Slowly approaching, the speed gradually decreases.

Uncle Hammer, who was driving, got up, picked up the soft iron piece on the side, tied it to his arm, and held a modified baseball bat with iron nails on the top, ready to get off the car.

Everyone has cooperated tacitly.

Someone opened the passage on the roof, climbed up, and watched the surrounding situation.

"Safety."

Uncle Tiehammer opened the car door, got out of the car with two strong men, stood there for two or three seconds, and walked lightly towards the refueling station.

"Move lightly, be quick."

Uncle Hammer reminded.

The two strong men hurriedly began to work hard. They had done this kind of work many times. Although they were very proficient, they still had to be careful everywhere.

At this time, Uncle Tiehammer found a figure shaking in the shop not far away. It must be impossible for a living person to be a zombie.

Even though it seemed that there was only one zombie, he was still so shocked that he didn't dare to have any thoughts.

"Be gentle, there are zombies in the store, don't be alarmed." Uncle Tiehammer said.

The two strong men nodded and became more cautious.

at this moment.

A bird flew from nowhere and landed on the telegraph pole. It twisted its head and pecked at the feathers under its armpit from time to time.

chirp...

Birds chirped.

Uncle Tiehammer's face changed instantly when he heard the bird's call.

Sure enough, the zombie in the shop was startled when he heard such a clear voice, and ran out quickly.

Seeing this situation, Uncle Hammer hurriedly asked people to get in the car.

The zombies running outside naturally also saw the humans who were stealing oil, and instantly became more ferocious. They didn't care whether the birds were singing or not, and rushed directly towards the delicious living people.

The running speed of the zombies is not a joke, it is very fast, especially when sprinting, it is very scary.

Uncle Tiehammer was holding a baseball bat. Seeing the zombie approaching, he swung it violently, and hit the zombie's head with a bang. The force was not strong, and he failed to kill the zombie, but was thrown to the ground by the zombie.

The zombie roared and opened its mouth, wanting to bite, but he could only lift his arm against the mouth of the zombie. Fortunately, he was protected by the iron sheet, otherwise he would have turned into a zombie now.

Uncle Tiehammer will struggle to get away, but the power of the zombies is too great, especially when they go crazy, they are even more frightening.

Just when Uncle Hammer didn't know what to do.

Pooh!

The zombie's head was pierced by an iron pipe.

He pushed the dead zombie aside and nodded to the survivor who saved him, "Thank you."

"Uncle Tiehammer, what's the use of thanking you, there seems to be only one zombie, so hurry up and cheer."

"Ok."

Encountering this kind of thing, Uncle Tiehammer was terrified, and his heart was beating thumpingly.

Really exciting.

That's how it is in the last days.

There are dangers everywhere, and you never know when it will fall on your own head.

It is very difficult to survive alone in the last days.

You must have a trustworthy and trustworthy companion.

...

yellow city.

Lin Fan handed Mengmeng to Sister Li, and the child would spend most of his time with Sister Li in the future, while he put all his thoughts on cleaning up the zombies.

Get out the satellite phone.

It has been a while since I received a distress call from a survivor.

At that time, there was basically a call every few days, but now it is too rare.

The number of satellite phones they have distributed during this period is not a lot.

The transport plane soars outside every day, either sending out "Zombie Atlas" or sending out satellite phones.

"Our country's territory is a bit big, so where can we distribute these things, no one can pick up reasonable ones."

Lin Fan thought to himself, and didn't think too much, just as he thought, there was no problem.

Come to the cross-river bridge.

The corpses of the zombies hunted before were still there, and the crystals had been sorted out. He pulled out Frostmourne and touched the ground lightly. Han Shuang covered and shattered all the corpses of the zombies.

He loves this ability so much.

It's really easy to clean up.

The patrolmen staying in the fort stared.

Fuck...

For them, it's like seeing incredible things and exclaiming in their hearts... Brother Lin knows magic.

He jumped up, disappeared in place in an instant, and headed south. The process of cleaning up the zombies has to continue. When all the cities are cleaned up, everything will be better.

For creators hiding in the South.

They already knew that human Lin Fan was cleaning up one city after another.

Their areas of influence are constantly being compressed.

This is intolerable behavior for any creator.

Unfortunately there is no way.

They didn't have the guts to confront Lin Fan yet.

...

After a few days.

Uncle Tiehammer held the steering wheel tightly, stepped on the accelerator and drove forward quickly, slamming the steering wheel from time to time to avoid the rollover vehicle blocking the front.

It's not that he wants to show how superb his driving skills are.

Instead, there are countless zombies chasing after him.

There are countless numbers.

On the way towards the yellow city, he didn't dare to drive fast, and he focused on being safe. After all, there were too many roadblocks, and he could bump into them or roll over if he was not careful.

Therefore, when there is no danger, it is not a wise choice to drive so fast.

But who would have thought that when they entered the province where the Yellow City was located, countless zombies appeared behind them from nowhere, chasing after them crazily.

They were so frightened that they felt that the biggest crisis had come.

The faces of the survivors in the car were also miserable.

All that could be heard were the roars of zombies.

These voices were like magic sounds, reaching their ears and tormenting their hearts deeply.

"Not good, there are also ahead."

Uncle Hammer exclaimed.

Not far ahead.

A group of strangely dressed figures also appeared. They walked around and stopped when they saw the approaching vehicles.

Uncle Tiehammer was puzzled...

What is that?