LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

It is now the eighty-third year of the end.

The sun is still there in the sky, but it seems that there is always a thin layer of gray haze between it and this human world.

There was a strange smell surging in the air, like the stench of rotting creatures, like the smell of blood, mixed with the smell of sweat and sour rot.

It doesn't smell very good anyway.

Of course, for people who are still alive now, this smell is nothing.

As far as the eye can see, everything on the road and both sides of the street is in chaos.

Also, under such circumstances, being alive is already considered good. Who can expect extra things?

A small motorcade stopped here temporarily. The surroundings were quiet, but one or two roars could be faintly heard from far away. The sounds were obviously not human, but they were also different from beasts.

It's a zombie.

There is no breathing, no heartbeat, no thinking, a creature that does not know how to "live".

"Boss, it's obvious that a lot of people have been here around here. I searched around the mall and a few stores for a few times, and found just this little thing."

A man with a ponytail was holding a bag in his hand and said to the man sitting on the roof of the car smoking.

The man's hair was cut into a neat cut, his eyebrows were straight, his face was resolute, and his eyes were clear. He was wearing a leather jacket and was looking not far away with a frown, as if he was thinking about something.

Hearing this, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It's pretty good to be able to find so much food at this time."

The ponytail man's eyes dimmed and he stopped talking.

"Carry these yourself."

"good."

As he was speaking, the man known as the boss suddenly straightened up and looked forward with cold eyes.

Not far away, several shaky figures were walking towards this side at a slow speed.

Such stiff movements are definitely not normal.

"Damn it!" He cursed in a low voice after taking the last puff of his cigarette, "Notify everyone, get in the car and get out of here!"

Although zombies have no breathing or heartbeat, their senses are very keen and they like to gather together.

Now that zombies have appeared here, peace will no longer exist soon.

This small group of five or six vehicles started to move, led by the man in the leather jacket, and drove forward.

In front is where those zombies appeared.

As the distance got closer, the people in the car could already see the pale faces and rotting limbs of the zombies.

The zombies obviously noticed what was going on here and howled excitedly.

A hint of disgust appeared on the man's face. He didn't slow down or avoid it. He stepped on the accelerator and knocked away the zombie blocking the road in front of him.

"pretty!"

A team member in the back seat couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Soon, the convoy disappeared into this small city, and not long after, the place was overrun by zombies.

The leader of this team, the man in the leather jacket earlier, is named Ouyang.

It's not the surname Ouyang, but the surname Ou and the given name Yang.

No one knows how the apocalypse came, just like no one understands why the people around them suddenly turned into man-eating monsters on such a normal day.

The world is always about survival of the fittest, and ordinary humans have no advantage against zombies.

If that were the case, humanity might be wiped out by zombies in just a few years.

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Let’s start with a chapter. The one who promised to open the end of the world has arrived.

There should be another update later.