Black Technology Monopoly

In the morning, the soft light penetrated through the gap of the cabinet door and reflected in Zhang Heng's eyes.

Zhang Heng slowly opened his eyes. He looked through the cabinet door and confirmed that it was the scene from yesterday. There was no danger, so he opened the cabinet door and climbed out.

Gently stretched the body that had been curled up for a night, Zhang Heng looked at his feet, and the dead zombie still fell in a thick pool of blood.

Zhang Heng hesitated for a moment, still rummaging on the other side, but unfortunately he could not find any valuable items except a decaying wallet and a non-lethal rubber rod.

Walked to the window again and opened a small mouth, Zhang Heng saw several zombies in the hall. After only one night of searching, the zombies who had not obtained anything re-selected to sleep to maintain energy, as if the computer was on standby.

These zombies lie on the ground, like corpses that have been dead for many years. If it wasn't for Zhang Heng who saw them moving around yesterday, it is estimated that these mummy-like corpses were actually a group of living dead who chose to eat.

"Damn."

Zhang Heng cursed. He didn't know what organs these zombies depended on to capture humans in addition to sound and smell. But it is clear that if he wants to pass the hall, he must pass by this group of sleeping zombies, and if one of them is alarmed, it is likely that the zombie waiting for the whole building is waiting for him.

Zhang Heng was immediately distressed. To be honest, he is just an ordinary person living in the 21st century. He is an ordinary person in terms of strength, and an ordinary person in terms of rights and money. Except for a little more knowledge than ordinary people, there is no more Advantage.

But now, that **** dimensional star is forcing him to fight with zombies enough to destroy humanity?

"It's still dead to continue hiding, it's better to fight!" Zhang Heng gritted his teeth, and wiped the body with the plasma that had become mushy under the zombie. There was indeed a t virus in the body of the zombie. However, the t virus is only transmitted through the exchange of blood and body fluids, that is, as long as the blood is not applied to its own wound, there is no risk of infection.

Zhang Heng took off his clothes and smeared the solidified blood on his body, but after a while he turned himself into a **** man with a foul smell.

In Zhang Heng's analysis, zombies distinguish humans by three types of perception: sight, smell, and hearing. It is impossible to produce perceptions such as the sixth sense. Otherwise, humans would already be extinct and not dragged on. Twelve years later. And these three senses, the vision of which is difficult to elusive, zombies do not eat similar, then how does he distinguish the similar human beings by vision?

Therefore, according to Zhang Heng's idea, when human beings become zombies, it will emit a kind of pheromone unique to zombies, and it is with this pheromone that zombies can distinguish the difference between homogeneous and food.

Therefore, Zhang Heng smeared his own zombie blood, and he wanted to cover his own smell with the smell of zombie blood.

Of course, Zhang Heng had never thought about completely deceiving the zombies by this method, he only needed to lie to the scent of the zombies.

If the biochemical crisis had just erupted, Zhang Heng would not consider this method at all, but it is different now, because human beings are almost extinct, these zombies have no food to eat at all, and can only sleep constantly to reduce consumption. The only thing that can distinguish humans from sounds of sleep and zombies in sleep is sounds and odors with low probability.

Zhang Heng can only try not to make a sound, but the smell on his body is enough to betray his own existence. Previously, because the security room was closed, he was lucky to hide his breath, so he was not found by the zombies. After all, zombies have also been changed by humans. Even if their smell is higher than that of humans, they will not be too high. It is impossible to find a survivor like a dog who is pursuing the smell of humans.

Only by turning its own scent into the smell of zombies, the only thing a sleeping zombies can rely on is hearing. As long as you are careful, why not succeed?

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng secretly cheered himself. I have to say that people are forced out. In the great horror of life and death, they can force an ordinary person who has not even killed a chicken to challenge zombies and complete tasks that are basically impossible. Human beings have unlimited potential.

When everything was ready, Zhang Heng gently opened the door of the security room. Suddenly, the old disrepaired iron door squeaked slightly.

The only barrier that blocked the zombies disappeared, Zhang Heng's heart pounded. Every time he took a step, he would wait for a while and make sure that those zombies would not be awakened before moving on. It took about four or five minutes before he reached In front of a zombie.

Looking at the dormant zombies that fell to the ground, Zhang Heng took another deep breath, firmly held the saber in his hand, and then stabbed it!

puff!

A slight voice came, and Zhang Heng pierced the zombie's eyes directly with a dagger, destroying the opponent's brain!

That's right, this is Zhang Heng's entire plan. He has to rely on God's unconscious actions to clear all visible zombies on the road!

For the average person, if the analysis of smeared zombies can avoid dormant zombies, then the first reaction of this person must be to go upstairs quietly instead of killing them all.

But after all, Zhang Heng is not an ordinary person. The appearance of the Dimension Star forced him to face life and death, and he even began to gradually adapt to this role. From this we can see that his mental quality is very good, at least ordinary people will never have His guts now.

In his plan, he would never use the method of quietly going upstairs, in his opinion this method is not self-defeating. If in the process of going upstairs, a certain zombie is awakened, the consequence will be to awaken all zombies, and then there will be no hope of survival.

So, he would rather use a more troublesome method to clean up all the way. This method may be tiring and cumbersome, but the survival rate is higher and more secure.

By this method, Zhang Heng finally saw a glimmer of hope to complete the task ...

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