Chapter 23 23. Lead

More than a hundred meters further, there was a crossroads, still a messy and desolate scene.

He stopped and turned his head to look at the street he was passing.

This place doesn't look like a village at all but like a European town. If there was no apocalypse, it would be a very pleasant place.

Raising his head, the slightly cool wind blew over his cheeks, bringing with it a hint of fishy odor.

Yes, that's the smell, the smell of zombies, coming from the other side of the street.

Luo Tong tightened the weapon in his hand and ran towards that direction.

At a corner, she suddenly stopped and quickly retreated to the corner.

Zombies! There were nearly a thousand densely packed zombies.

They gathered outside a building, wandering anxiously and growling.

What are zombies attracted to? Food, so there are definitely survivors in that building.

Luo Tong was not interested in the survivors, her eyes were always fixed on the thousands of zombies.

She couldn't handle nearly a thousand of them at the same time, and she didn't want to attract the attention of the survivors in the building.

I picked up an empty bottle from the side and threw it over there. The sound made by the glass bottle attracted three or four others outside, and they slowly turned back and walked towards the corner.

Luo Tong tapped the ground gently to attract the zombies to continue walking this way.

It wasn't until the zombie turned the corner that she stepped forward and killed it neatly.

After trying it once, she immediately rejected this method as it was a waste of time.

Luo Tong looked around and saw that the street he was on formed a T-shape with the place where zombies gathered.

One section of the street leads to the crossroads in the center of the village, and the other side leads to the outside of the village.

Outside the village, you can see small vegetable gardens growing various green leafy vegetables.

Although they no longer need to rely on the land for a living now that they are rich, the nature of farmers still makes Yangcun people unable to let go of the land.

Going to the fields to grow vegetables has become a pastime, and there are almost such small vegetable fields around the village.

The ditch used for drainage is made of cement. It is more than half a meter wide and more than one meter deep. An adult can cross it with one leg. There are also places where cement boards are placed across the middle to make it easier for villagers to enter and exit the vegetable garden.

Looking at the long water channel, Luo Tong had an idea. Shan still needed to find another thing.

Returning to the commercial street at the entrance of the village, Luo Tong found what he wanted in a supermarket, dozens of boxes of cooking oil.

Put the oil into the space and return to the drain.

Remove the cement board, block the drain, and dump the oil into the drain.

After dozens of boxes of oil were poured down, there was only a shallow layer floating under the ditch, but this was enough.

She didn't want to kill zombies with this method, she just wanted to limit the zombies' mobility.

Operating during the day would attract the attention of the survivors, which would be very troublesome. Luo Tong felt that it would be more appropriate to operate at night.

During the whole day, she ran back to the commercial street to collect usable supplies, and she really collected a lot of good things during this period.

For her, who has survived for ten years in the apocalypse, hoarding supplies has become an instinct.

This habit is very similar to that of a hamster. Even if the stomach cannot be filled, the cheeks must be full to give her a sense of security.

As the sky grew dark, Luo Tong returned to the place where the zombies gathered.

After entering the space, she took a good rest. After coming out, she squatted in the corner and waited patiently.

As the night gets deeper, the zombies become more active.

There was no light in the surrounded building, and I'm afraid those survivors also knew that zombies were more dangerous at night than during the day.

Luo Tong quietly came to the back of the zombie group and rehearsed the escape route in his mind.

She took out her weapon and lightly cut a slit on her fingertip. Although the smell of blood was faint, the zombies at night were more vivid.

The zombies on the periphery have smelled the bloody smell floating in the air, and their targets have also moved from the building to behind them.

Maybe the zombies also had a cautious attitude and sensed the changes in their companions around them. The other zombies also changed their direction, and soon they also discovered the source of the smell.

Eating is the only instinct of zombies. They raised their heads greedily, looking for the fragrance of food in the air, and approached Luo Tong.

Luo Tong did not move, the blood on his fingertips continued to drip, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

The group of zombies walking in front had locked their target, and a dense darkness followed them.

Luo Tong still didn't move until she could clearly see the zombie's pale and terrifying face, then she stepped back step by step.

The blood dripping from the fingertips is like a lead, leading the zombie's path.

Luo Tong's purpose was to attract the zombies instead of getting rid of them. She turned around and trotted, matching the pace of the zombies, and slowly moved towards the ditch outside the village.

When she came to the ditch, she raised her hand and let the blood from her fingertips drip into the ditch.

Zombies appeared at the corner and came towards the ditch step by step.

The first one fell into the ditch, followed by the second and third ones.

The zombies were approaching, and the putrid smell hit our nostrils.

Luo Tong kept a distance and backed away slowly. She wanted the zombies to have the illusion that they could reach out and catch her.

Soon, the ditch was filled with zombies. After all, it was only a little over one meter wide, so it was impossible for all the nearly a thousand zombies to fall into it.

Seeing the right moment, Luo Tong took out a lighter and lit the oil in the ditch.

A straight line of fire spread quickly, igniting a group of zombies that fell into the ditch.

It hasn't rained in the past few days, so the zombies' clothes are tattered and dry and can easily catch fire.

Some zombies fell down under the scorching flames and tripped the ones behind them.

In the blink of an eye, the burning zombies fell into pieces and turned into fires. The scene was extremely chaotic.

The firelight also illuminated the surroundings, allowing Luo Tong to clearly see the current situation.

Taking out water and pouring it on his head, holding onto his weapon with both hands, Luo Tong rushed into the burning corpses.

The most terrifying thing at the beginning of the end of the world is not zombies, but the fear of zombies.

Fear makes people unable to think calmly and make correct judgments.

Watching the person closest to you transform into another bloodthirsty creature before your eyes, a normal person cannot accept this transformation in such a short period of time.

In fact, what people fear is this extreme change, more than the zombies themselves.

Luo Tong has experienced all these, and has lost friends and relatives because of it.

These painful memories are like brand marks, reminding her all the time.

Once someone you are close to becomes a zombie, it means that the person you know is no longer there and has become an enemy.

She will not hesitate, let alone look for the shadow of her life on the zombies.

She will cut off his head as quickly as possible without any emotion.

The pain she has experienced has been given to her, and only she understands the meaning behind this decisiveness.

The repeated attacks made Luo Tong feel like he was back in the past, fighting alone in the dilapidated streets.

It's just that the belief that supported her at that time seems so ridiculous now.

Her breathing became heavier and heavier, and she felt that she was reaching her limit. This made her realize that her strength was not enough.

The fire is still burning, accompanied by a burning smell.

Fallen corpses covered the entire road, leaving almost no room for feet.

It wasn't until the last zombie fell to the ground that Luo Tong's arms hung down weakly.

(End of chapter)

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