Extreme Yama System

Eric was used to getting up early, and he opened his eyes as soon as the sky turned white. Habitually rubbed his shoulders, got up and stretched his back. He is used to sitting against the wall to sleep. The advantages are needless to say, but the disadvantage is that after a long time, he will feel sore back and shoulders.

Here is a secluded building he found yesterday afternoon to spend the night. It was a small hotel before the disaster. The decor is almost rotten. But Eric felt that he should have stayed here a few years ago. Some can't remember.

He opened the curtains a little bit, but he didn't dare to use force. The curtains were already very rotten and would be torn off.

There was just light outside, and the zombies on the street were still walking around slowly.

Eric is very observant, a pastime developed in endless loneliness. He found that it seemed that there were more and more zombies in the city. You must know that although this is a large city for France, its total population is not much compared to other cities in the world. Before the disaster, it amounted to less than 1.5 million.

Of the 1.5 million people, 70% turned into zombies, that's 1.05 million. This scale and density has become familiar to Eric over the past two decades or so. But recently, he found that this density began to slowly change. Some zombies from elsewhere are filling the rotting city.

Eric looked at the street, and there were some zombies from elsewhere. Even zombies from Orleans. Don't ask him how he knew that, because apparently there's a zombie on the street with the words "Orleans Police Department" printed on his clothes.

Could it be that zombies are migrating east?

Eric thought to himself many times. And he has been calculating, if his guess is true, what kind of impact and opportunities it will bring to him. Maybe he will be found by the zombies and torn to pieces, or he can continue to linger in the city until he ends himself. Or, can he take the opportunity to leave?

Are you excited? Not at all. Eric has tried countless times to leave the city over the past two decades. But disappointment was always with him. There are many times of disappointment and failure, and the fire of hope in my heart is silent, and it is not so simple to want to rekindle it.

Breakfast is two potatoes. It was grown by Eric himself. In addition to the potatoes, there was half a charred unidentified animal carcass, less than half a foot. It's a rat alienated beast. After being charred, it can be eaten, but the taste will not be mentioned.

Eric's habit is to have two meals a day, morning and evening. After eating this meal, all he needs to do is to carefully follow the path he has explored, and continue to rummage in this city that he has searched for several times, to see what he has overlooked, and then Something to live with.

From the window to the roof. Wrap your body with mind power, so as not to make footsteps, and it can effectively block the smell on your body. Although Eric was already very smelly, some advanced zombies could still smell the difference between him and the carrion.

Today we are going to the suburbs to the east. There are a lot of zombies there, which were brought there when the army sieged the city and a large number of survivors fled. There are a lot of business districts over there, and there are many places in which Eric has not searched carefully. There may be a few more things missing.

Of course, Eric is reluctant to come near there. Because there are two huge super zombies sleeping there. I don't know when I will wake up.

Speaking of such super zombies, Eric was also very puzzled. In the beginning, there were no such zombies in the city. It popped up a few years ago. He even witnessed how a super zombie was born. Because of this, he was trapped in a building for almost two weeks and almost starved to death.

There were no problems along the way, and Eric arrived at the location he had planned before noon. However, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He always felt that something different would happen today. He was very uneasy and became more cautious.

Really big! Standing on the roof of a building, Eric looked at it from a distance. Eight or nine hundred meters away, he could still easily see the two super zombies in the distance leaning against several houses and sleeping. The huge size made them look like two mountains of meat, exuding a strong aura, not only Eric dared not approach, but the zombies on the street never dared to approach.

never mind. Still don't go there. Just do it as planned.

I also wanted to get close to the two super zombies, because there is a large shopping mall nearby. As long as the two zombies are not awakened, there are so many things in the mall, and no one has ever gone in to look for them. However, the reason in his heart stopped Eric from this dangerous idea.

But just as Eric was about to move on to search for the rags, a melodious bell slowly floated over from a distance. Falling into his ear was almost like a thunderbolt, causing Eric to stand on the spot. The unbelievable look in his eyes made him instantly stunned.

The bell gradually became clearer and clearer.

This is not an illusion!

Someone!

Alive!

Eric finally came back to his senses, gave up his previous plan, and sped up to the very edge of the city he had visited. And that's where the bell came from.

Not long after, as the bell rang louder, Eric also came to the edge of his reach. Further ahead is a large low-rise house and a wide square street~www.wuxiaspot.com~ covered with zombies, like a desperate isolation belt, which has kept Eric trapped here for more than 20 years.

"My God! What did I see!" Eric was shocked beyond measure. He couldn't believe his eyes. There was a ridiculous looking tricycle in the distance! It was from this tricycle that the bell rang.

The picture in front of me is like a small boat suddenly appeared in a river of zombies. Although the boat is small, it is not submerged by the river, and moves straight ahead without any hassle.

"Why do the zombies avoid them one after another? Is it because of the bell?" Eric was lying on the roof in the distance, staring at all this in horror. Immediately, he suddenly thought of something, stood up and shook his arms, but instead of shouting, he took out a strange pistol from behind his waist, and shot a dazzling red flare in the other direction with a bang. .

And the direction of the signal bomb is the direction of the two giant super zombies. He wanted to remind the tricycle below to run quickly. Otherwise, the bell will surely wake up the two giant zombies. And the cyclists will also be trampled into mud. Eric didn't want the kind that finally appeared to die in front of his eyes again.

The flares succeeded in allowing several people on the tricycle to spot Eric. Eric even saw a young man standing up in the car, waving at him in response, and the direction of the car was coming towards him.

"It's over! Forget it. If you attract zombies, you will attract zombies. There is no regret in seeing the same kind before death." In Eric's opinion, the behavior of the following people is looking for death, and it is inevitable. Come to him now. When the two super zombies are awakened, everything will be silent, including him.