I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

Snapped!

When he came to the communication room, Zhao Yi didn't care what happened to the zombies outside. He threw down his backpack and sat down against the door wall. The long battle made him physically and mentally exhausted. After resting, his muscles all over his body were sore and sore. After taking a rest, I don’t even think about getting up.

After looking at the backpack in front of him, Zhao Yi took it over, shook out all the food inside, picked up a piece of nutritional mud and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You must be hungry."

He handed a piece of mango-flavored nutritious puree to his son. Unexpectedly, his son turned pale and shook his head at himself.

"Dad, I have no appetite..."

Zhao Yi felt strange for a while, but didn't think much about it. He just wanted to replenish his strength. Suddenly, his legs shook unintentionally. He immediately noticed something, but he didn't realize that his movements at the moment were a bit strange.

"What, you have a cold?"

Zhao Yi looked at his son's pale face and felt a little worried.

"It should be...it should be~"

The son's hoarse voice echoed in the empty and spacious communication room, which seemed particularly strange.

"Cold? Impossible?"

Zhao Yi was confused for a while, then his expression changed, and he immediately pulled his son over, opened his clothes and looked around, but even after taking off his son's clothes, Zhao Yi didn't find what he expected, so he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are no wounds elsewhere, so it shouldn't be an infection."

Just now, his heart was going up and down like a roller coaster. He was most afraid that his son would be injured by a zombie at some point when he wasn't paying attention. His son was an ordinary person. Once he was scratched by a zombie, he wouldn't know it. What should I do?

"It's not just an infection, it should be fine within a few days."

"Um."

The son hummed weakly, his voice hoarse than before.

"Sit down first."

Zhao Yi continued to eat the nutrient puree in his hand, but for some reason, the taste of the nutrient puree delivered to his mouth became weaker and weaker, and in the end there was no taste at all.

As time passed, his movements slowly stopped, and he stared blankly at his hands, and then moved his eyes from his hands to his feet.

"This...I...why can't I move?"

His eyes were horrified, and he tried to bend his legs to support himself to stand up, but the nerves in his legs seemed to have been severed. No matter how hard he tried, they did not move at all!

"not good!"

Throwing away the nutritional mud in his hand, he stretched his trembling legs towards his trouser legs, and then slowly opened the trouser leg of his right leg...

"No! Don't... I can't die!"

Cha~

The trouser leg of the right leg was unzipped, and there was nothing on it, except that the color of the skin was horribly pale, and the blood vessels inside bulged, turning from bright red to black. These were the legs of a zombie!

"Not above!"

Zhao Yi's eyes moved to his left leg again, with a hideous look on his face. When he opened it, there was a piece of rotten flesh with pus on his ankle!

ah! !

The miserable screams resounded over the management area, Zhao Yi's Adam's apple surged, his eyes were shaken, and his eyes were full of despair!

He could tell at a glance that this wound was caused by the infectious parasites in the infected person's body. As soon as he thought about it, he knew that it was the infected person in his son's community who had burst into pus and that an infected insect had entered without him noticing. into the skin.

But, how does Zhao Yi accept these things?

I thought I was lucky to break out of the corpses, but I didn't expect that everything was already doomed!

Zhao Yi looked at his son and understood that his son was also infected. When he was treating his wounds, the zombie virus had already spread throughout his body, and then it came into contact with anti-life substances and entered his blood.

He looked at his son blankly, but the son's eyes no longer had any aura. He just stayed blank and said slowly in a voice that was gradually losing emotion: "Dad, what's wrong with you~Dad~what's wrong with you..."

His son's voice is like that of a robot. Calculating the time, the anti-life substance he infected has probably entered his brain tissue and nerves. Soon, his son will turn into a zombie!

Zhao Yi knew that he didn't have much time left. Even if he cursed God in his heart, he no longer had the strength to curse God. Now, he just wanted to look at his son and his only relative.

He wanted to say something, but looking at his son's stiff body, he couldn't say the words for a long time.

"Dad...ho ho~hungry~I'm hungry...roar!"

Finally, the son's brain nerves were completely destroyed by the anti-life material! His body trembled, his words were unclear, and suddenly turned into a sharp roar. This was because his voice had become distorted during the process of petrification!

He roared, and black veins popped up on his pale forehead. His son raised his hands and ran wild, roaring with a bloodthirsty voice, and rushed towards Zhao Yi.

"I'm sorry, Yichao~"

Zhao Yi shed two lines of clear tears from his eyes. His son is now dead and has turned into a zombie. He will never let his dead son stay in the world in such pain. Since he is dead, let him return to the dust and don't wander around in this world. .

This is Zhao Yi's last contribution to mankind. After all, one less zombie may mean one less person will die in the future. At the same time, he is a new fourth-level human being. After becoming a zombie, he will also be a fourth-level zombie, and he will not be alive.

In an instant, Zhao Yi raised his hands, picked up the H-steel spear next to him, swung his body forward with all his strength, and clasped his son's head with his free hand, maintaining a half-kneeling position.

Even though he was infected before his son, the super cells in his body had strong suppressive power, which prevented him from turning into a zombie first.

"One Chao, Daddy will go to heaven with you!"

Zhao Yi roared angrily, hugging his son into his arms, letting him roar and throwing the spear in his hand into the air.

The black spear twisted in mid-air, and finally the spear pointed downwards, heading towards Zhao Yi's head.

He locked his son tightly, and before the gun tip penetrated his head, a roar came from his mouth.

Poof!

The head of the gun was inserted into Zhao Yi's head. With the sound of tearing flesh and blood and cracking the skull, the head of the gun passed out from his chin, then inserted under the son's neck, and finally penetrated the son's body. In the fourth-level new human With the remaining force, it was nailed into the ground!

In this way, Zhao Yi died, but his zombie-turned-son was tearing at his body like a hungry ghost.

Roar! Hoho~

There was a sense of sadness in the surrounding air. The scene of father and son was in the corner behind the door, and no one saw it~

At this time, the big screen in front of the communication room suddenly lit up, and the "sizzling" sound of the speakers filled the entire communication room.

[Hey, cough cough. 】

[Here at Jiang Cong Headquarters in Northeast China, how is the battle situation at Gaozheng Base? Please report the battle situation... Hey, hey... Is there anyone else? Please report the battle situation to the soldiers of Gaozheng's Second and Seventeenth Corps. We are waiting. Jiang Cong Headquarters will not give up anyone who is still alive. After receiving the information, we will set off immediately and fully support Gaozheng in four hours. Base, received...please reply. 】