Mystery Makes Me Strong

McCann South.

In a small town surrounded by fog somewhere, there were roars and screams one after another.

"It's a zombie! Run!"

"That's a zombie, it's a biochemical virus, not the mythical zombie of Dongzhou!" someone corrected.

"Don't worry about anything, you will be infected if you bite them anyway!"

"Boom" The sound of the vehicle starting and the screams exuded an atmosphere of extreme fear.

I don't know how long it has passed, the screaming gradually weakened, and slowly fell into silence.

On the road, three or five zombies with half-hanging tongues, with red eyes, staggered and wandered around.

Their images are almost exactly the same as the doomsday zombie movies that have long been rotten on the street.

Some are intact, some have only half an arm left, there are men and women, what they have in common is that their eyes reveal the desire for flesh and blood.

"How could this be? Could it be that the end is coming? Isn't our Big McKenna the safest place in the world?"

In a house facing the street, a fat man and woman were in a room on the second floor.

The two looked at the situation outside through the curtains and talked at the same time.

"Liars, they are all a bunch of liars. Mrs. Ridgwell next door is right. McCann has already entered the doomsday, and we have all been deceived! His family has long been digging underground shelters, storing food and water, Building iron fences, I'm so stupid, really, I was still laughing at them for thinking too much." The man was annoyed.

"What should we do now, should we hide in their house?" the woman asked.

"Wait for a while outside before we hide."

"When will they calm down, I'm hungry."

"Don't worry, there is enough water, drinks and vitamin tablets in the room. You weigh 230 pounds. Others will starve to death in 7 days. You need at least a month, but I can only last 20 days." The man comforted .

"Slap" the man was slapped.

At this time, the sound of "screaming" from outside came again. The zombies wandering on the street seemed to have heard the sound from here, looked here for a while, and then slowly walked towards the man's house.

The man was so angry that he dared not move.

Fortunately, at this moment, the sound of a large truck starting next door attracted the zombies.

"Truck?" The fat man turned to the other window, looking at the Ridgewell's house next door.

I saw a truck with a steel fence welded around it, running over the lawn, and then driving onto the road.

Then those walking corpses who were going to his house chased the truck one by one.

"It's okay, it's okay." The fat man heaved a sigh of relief.

However, the truck quickly accelerated, threw off the walking corpse, and walked away.

Not long after, a walking zombie wandered into the home of an obese man and woman.

"You, go and lure him away." The fat woman kicked the man.

"Why didn't you go?"

"You are a man!" The fat woman screamed again.

The zombie who wandered into their house suddenly became excited, and then began to charge towards the door.

The glass door on the first floor was quickly knocked open by zombies who ignored the pain, and the sound of broken glass broke the hearts of men and women.

The fat woman yelled in horror: "It's over, we're going to be eaten!"

But the zombie suddenly turned around and left.

"Thank God, it must be because you are full of fat and don't taste good." The fat man took the opportunity to say.

The fat woman wanted to hit him again, but he pointed at the floor: "Do you still want to attract it in?"

The fat woman stopped.

Half an hour later, two zombies came over, one of which was the one that had just gone away.

"It turns out it's a treat..." The fat man got up and moved with difficulty.

Running is definitely not enough. He weighs 200 kilograms, and he has to lie on the ground panting for breath when he runs 50 meters fast.

"Damn it, it's all your fault. Why can't you just punch them to death like the silk stockings?" The fat woman also got up and scolded her husband angrily.

"When you are about to die, can you stop blaming others?" The fat man walked to the window on the other side, and he was about to jump off.

Although for his body type, jumping from the second floor, it is very likely to be injured, it is better than waiting to die.

The fat woman also rushed over in a hurry, ready to jump off the second floor.

However, at this moment, they discovered that the two zombies suddenly walked out of their living room on the first floor and wandered outside the door again.

The two let out a long breath.

In the next few days, the two zombies came and went, and came and went.

The two of them were tormented back and forth between fear and joy, until they became numb.

And when they were numb, two zombies broke in and devoured them mercilessly...

And next door to them, the Ridgewell's family had just been driving in a truck, dragging a bunch of zombies behind them.

"Lisa, I've gone around all the exits, why can't I go out?" the male owner of the Ridgewell family said angrily.

"Calm down, dear, according to divination, as long as we stay alive, we won't die." The mistress of the Ridgewell family reassured her husband.

"What should I do now, should I go back to the refuge? I knew I should listen to you and try to immigrate to Dongzhou, but their immigration fees are too expensive." The male host said dejectedly.

"Mom, I'm afraid." A little girl curled up in the arms of the hostess.

"Mom, I'm not afraid, Brie is a coward." The boy next to him raised a toy gun and pointed it outside, making a "bang bang" shooting sound.

"Kill you all, damn bastards, you all have to die!" the boy laughed.

Then a bloody mouth suddenly appeared on the steel fence outside the glass window, and the boy immediately retreated behind his father in fright.

The bloody mouth was then run over by a car.

"Go home first, hold the child, and run over quickly." The hostess finally made a decision.

The Ridgewell family then stopped the truck, then sprinted into the shelter in the backyard and closed the solid iron gate.

A group of zombies followed, knocking on the steel underground door.

Then a zombie started digging the dirt.

However, under the soil, there are steel plates and concrete. The zombie's claws have not yet turned into steel, so they can't deal with them.

In the underground shelter, there is enough food and drinking water for the family to feed for five years, and there is even a small solar lamp greenhouse.

Good vents, generator, oil drums, hardware tools, you name it...

This is like a complete doomsday base.

"Damn it, why can others live in the sun with peace of mind, while we can only live like mice underground?"

The male owner turned on the computer and found that the wired network was still available, and then the network was full of singing and dancing.

Obviously, the walking corpses are not interested in those inorganic objects, and neither optical cables nor electric wires have been intentionally destroyed.

The town’s electricity and internet come from nearby cities, the outside is normal, and the water and electricity network is also normal.

He logged on to the webpage and sent out help messages to some agencies again.

However, just like a few days ago, there is still nothing.

The reply is always "Our personnel are being transferred, please wait a moment."

If you die, you can wait forever.

The host thought bitterly, and turned off the computer.

But the boy didn't bother so much. After returning to the shelter, he played video games excitedly.

The girl hugged the panda doll and fell asleep under the comfort of the hostess.

"Honey, don't complain. We are still alive. It is already a gift of fate. Without the revelation that fate revealed to us, we would have ended up like the family next door." The hostess comforted.

The male owner nodded silently when he thought of the stench coming from the house next door when he got off the car.