Zombie Crisis Doomsday

I clapped my hands easily and blew away the dust on my hands, as well as the thick plasma mixture. I thought that those things could not be eliminated by blowing, but I still unnaturally wiped them off with my palms.

, but the result is that the more you rub it, the stickier it becomes, and finally...

Alas, let’s not talk about it, my body is still stained with a lot of filth, and these things cannot be wiped off.

I sighed helplessly and looked at the grass helplessly.

All the zombies lying on the grass were eyeless. To be honest, I thought I couldn’t escape the gang fight of so many zombies. I was just trying to defend myself, but I didn’t expect them to be so vulnerable.

I usually knock out seven or eight zombies with just one or two punches.

I looked at the twitching zombies all over the ground, and I couldn't help but wonder: Am I too strong, or are they too weak?

I let out a long sigh, and then lowered my head. I felt something strange in my body. I was bitten by a zombie before I turned into a zombie. Now my power is so much stronger. I feel,

I am no longer a person, at least not a normal person.

I have no way of classifying myself into any category. Perhaps, I look like a human being, but in fact I am a mutated creature... To use a popular metaphor, I may be a wolf in sheep's clothing.

The same, but fundamentally different.

I don’t think much about it, at least I still have memories, at least I still have this skin, then I am this person, this human being.

Thinking this way, I became a lot more cheerful. I no longer bowed my head in contemplation. I raised my head and started thinking about the future path.

The moment I looked up, I saw a zombie on the grass. Logically speaking, there were countless zombies on the grass, so it was unusual for me to be attracted to only one.

But this is the fact. I saw that it was still twitching. It seemed to want to get up from the grass. Now it had supported the grass with both hands and had raised its upper body. It seemed to be in extreme pain.

I looked at it strangely, thinking in my mind whether to give it a fatal blow on the head. While I was contemplating, it suddenly got into trouble and slowly crawled towards me on the grass.

Of course, it was impossible for me not to notice such a scene, but I was not afraid. I just looked at it. I even saw it spit out a long tongue the color of liver from its mouth. The tip of the tongue had already touched the ground. I also saw a

The crystal mucus slipped from the tip of the tongue onto the grass.

Moonlight, silvery white light has finally arrived in this world, a cloud is slowly opening the curtain, behind the curtain, a bright silver moon hangs high, blooming with gentle light... It

It is an irregular semicircle. The curtain of night is slowly opening, and its face is slowly being revealed. It is so charming and delicate.

A breeze blew by, and a piece of dead grass blew up. It was finally exposed to the world, and the silver light with a cold tone fell on the world like frost. Indistinctly, it seemed to be there and not at all.

The frost and dew fell along the moonlight, and under the moonlight, there were sparkling stars.

The zombie finally crawled in front of me. It crawled for several minutes in just ten meters.

I couldn't see its face clearly, because its face was facing the ground, and I could only see half of its head. Although it looked like an ordinary person, there was a scar on its head that was deeply visible.

Bones and even some mixed red and white slurry flowed out from the gap.

Let me ask, which ordinary person is still alive?

One of its withered hands climbed up my heel, and the other withered hand climbed up my ankle along the heel. At this time, I seemed to hear a pleading moan, and this pleading voice was exactly the same.

It was coming from it. When I looked at it, it seemed to be whining and choking something.

Maybe it was because I was lonely and wanted to find a companion to keep me company, or maybe because I had killed them too many times, I couldn't help but kill them, or maybe... in general, out of temporary mercy, I didn't

Kick it away.

It raised its head towards me, and under the illumination of the silver moon, I could see its face clearly: it was a skinny middle-aged man, with wrinkles all over its face like deep grooves, a kind of constipation-like expression.

An expression also appeared on its face. It bared its teeth at me, and I saw the strands of flesh between its teeth... In short, it was very ferocious.

I looked at it coldly and carefully looked at this ferocious face. I thought, if I became a zombie, would my face look like this now?

I looked at this face and gave myself a definite answer: yes!

I was still looking at it, but at this time, I discovered something that I almost missed, which was its glasses: its eyes - there was no despair in turning them white!

To be more precise, its eyes - not covered with that layer of white film, are purely black eyeballs.

I can see my face from the black eyeball, which is a very clear black eyeball.

But, no, this person should be called him. Why is he?

Are you pretending to be a zombie on purpose?

I was full of questions, and I imagined them in my mind countless times with these questions, but the result was always a no. I really hate that I don’t have a developed brain like Zhang Yu, and what’s the use of all the muscles in my body.

Just as I was complaining, I heard its moaning, which seemed to be saying something. I listened carefully, but it was still quite unclear. I thought maybe his pronunciation was not pure enough, and his tongue

The articulation is not very clear.

I looked at it, then bent my head and put my ear next to his head. I wanted to hear clearly what he was talking about...

"Uh... uh..." This was the sound I heard. I knew what he must be talking about, but I still couldn't hear clearly. So, I simply moved my head to his mouth again.

I thought that from such a close distance, I should be able to hear clearly what he was talking about.

Unexpectedly, his hand suddenly shot up and grabbed my head. In an instant, I only felt that my head was ice cold. This kind of corpse-like temperature can only be possessed by zombies and dead people.

But……

I saw him opening his mouth and biting my head. I could predict where his mouth would land. Wasn't it my neck?

Seeing that the mouth was getting closer and closer, its sharp teeth were getting closer and closer. I even smelled the rotten smell coming from its throat. I thought that that place should be his large intestine...

I sighed helplessly, thinking that I would have to be alone again.

…

I looked at the corpse with an expressionless face. This guy gave me an important message before he died. The specific situation at that time was this. He was biting and biting while his mouth was still mumbling something. When it came to me into my ears, I finally heard it clearly.

It was an almost desperate cry: Help!

This is also the only word that I heard clearly. I think maybe I heard someone shout this word too many times, so I have a soft spot for this word. I can't doubt it, and I can't believe it, but I believe that I definitely didn't hear it. Wrong, that clearly is the pronunciation of the word "help".

I relaxed my shoulders and walked slowly towards the body, which was slumped against the wall of the house.

I stopped in front of him and looked at him coldly. His chest had collapsed by more than ten centimeters, and I could clearly see the indentation that was a footprint. I don’t know how many of his chest bones were broken into pieces. How many knots were there? I even saw that some bones could not withstand the force of my feet, and had penetrated his back muscles, and were thorns in the wall, with rotten flesh still attached.

Looking down, the moonlight also shone here, and I suddenly noticed that his abdomen seemed to reflect a green light. The light pierced my eyes, causing me to cover my eyes with my hands.

I squatted down and looked carefully at his abdomen, only to find a cylindrical glass tube embedded in it. Out of curiosity, I reached out and pulled it out and put it under my nose for a closer look.

This glass test tube was exactly the same as the one I had on me before, including the three-centimeter-long needle. Moreover, I found the green six-petal leaf on the glass wall of this test tube. The underside of the leaf It's still one letter plus two words for 'd virus neutralizer'.

The only difference is the green liquid in this test tube...under the moonlight, it became very strange, and I seemed to see a green light reflected out.

I put down the test tube and looked at the corpse carefully. No matter from which angle I looked at it, he was undoubtedly a zombie. His pale body skin, cold body temperature, and soft and greasy body touch like chicken intestines. Other than that, In addition, the body also exudes a rotting smell like a dead corpse.

However, the only difference is-his eyes.

His eyes are purely black, not covered with white membrane, and he can also speak...

What was the reason that caused him to become like this?

I had some doubts, and even stood here for several minutes without moving my eyes away, just staring at him. I thought that now I should call it "it".

I tried to rub my temples like Zhang Yu did, trying to make my brain work quickly, but after all, I am not that perverted guy. My IQ is probably higher than that of ordinary people, uh, probably about the same as ordinary people. After thinking hard, , I still can't imagine what caused it to turn into him.

Damn, I can’t think of anything to keep thinking about.

I scratched my head desperately, wishing I could pluck out a layer of skin from my head.

I'm really about to collapse, and now I even have the urge to lift a table and hit someone.

Damn it, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

At this moment, I seemed to think of something, and I felt that the thing in my hand was a key.

Could it be...

I unconsciously looked at the test tube in my hand. The green liquid glowed with a strange green light under the silver moon. I slowly turned it over to the green six-petal leaf label...

I was both frightened and excited as if on steroids. I stared at the six-petal leaf carefully, and suddenly I realized.

I opened my mouth in sudden realization, and found that my hands were shaking violently, "Isn't this the label of a pharmaceutical factory owned by the Six-Leaf Clover Company?"

Looking back now, my brain reaction at that time was really abnormally slow. I took youth health supplements produced by Liuyecao Pharmaceutical Factory every day, but I didn't expect that I would forget their manufacturer's label. It was like being a monk for a day but not realizing it.

Forgot to ring the day bell.

I think, at least once I recognize it, I will never forget it for the rest of my life. I will remember the name of this company deeply in my bones and even hide it in my genetic fragments.

"Virus neutralizer?"

"Clover Company?"

"Six Leaf Clover Pharmaceutical Factory?"

“Sixty percent of the province’s pharmaceutical suppliers?”

“The world’s largest biopharmaceutical company?”

I looked at the test tube and sneered coldly. I recalled everything in my mind: due to the invasion of external zombies, the entire campus turned into a bloody school crawling with zombies, and then the entire town turned into a bloody school.

The world has become crawling with zombies, and even the stationed troops have not escaped their vicious hands... They have all turned into zombies with faces covered with wriggling carrion.

Now I would like to add on this basis that this city called the Cultural Capital has also been turned into a ruined and lonely city where zombies are rampant due to the ravages of the zombie virus. Its situation is far worse than what was said before.

The world is much more severe, with various mutant monsters emerging one after another, and various mutant monsters shuttle through the steel jungle.

They are destroying everything in this world and will overflow the world with viruses and mutated monsters.

All of this is like being connected together by a rope. With just a slight tug, the mastermind behind the scenes can be pulled out.

What else could that behemoth be?

"The original sin of all this turned out to be this damn pharmaceutical company!"

"It turns out that the name of this virus is D-virus. So, what do they want to do with these viruses?"

I looked at the iron box on the other side of the grass. The breeze blew by and the withered grass was floating. I saw test tubes lying quietly in the open iron box. Under the illumination of the silver moon, they seemed to be still flickering.

Ruo Wu's strange green light.

I walked in and took a look. Sure enough, there were three intact test tubes placed inside. The remaining ones... Well, I couldn't help but sigh. There were originally eight test tubes placed here, and I unknowingly inserted them into the test tubes.

After injecting one tube, the zombie unknowingly injected another tube. Except for these three tubes, which were still intact, the other three tubes were all broken into glass.

The strange thing is that I didn't see any traces of neutralizers. They were originally in a liquid state in test tubes, but the test tubes were broken, so they should have been spilled into the iron box.

I looked carefully at the top and bottom of the box, and sure enough, there was not a drop of water, let alone pools of green liquid.

Could it be that, like liquefied petroleum gas, they turn into gas immediately when they encounter air?

Without thinking too much, I packed up the glass fragments in the box, threw them aside, and then placed the test tube in my hand into the box.

There is still half a tube of green liquid left in this test tube. I don't know if this half tube of neutralizer has any effect on fighting the D virus, but I think it is better than nothing. Maybe this thing can play some role in a critical moment.

This is the information I have received so far. I also know the reason why my body has become stronger. Perhaps it is because those viruses have made my body stronger. I naturally think that this is beyond doubt.

I sat on the grass and thought about my next move. Should I go back to mh town alone to seek revenge from the people in the pharmaceutical factory, or should I go to mc city to meet Zhang Yu and the others, tell them this shocking secret, and then go together again

Decide on next goals?

It was really confusing. I sighed helplessly, and then looked at the starry sky and looked at the stars.

After thinking for a moment, I no longer hesitated and stood up from the grass.

It would be harmful and useless to think about it too much. I packed up the iron box, slung it over my shoulder, rushed out of the villa door, and ran madly towards MC City.

No matter what, I should believe them, no matter what, I should fight with them.

These Americans have developed such a terrifying thing that if they are not careful, the entire world may become a zombie-ridden world in one day.

No matter what, I will stop their crazy behavior and bring them to justice.

I think that since they can develop this neutralizing agent, they must have a way to suppress or eliminate the D virus.

The zombie just now became able to talk after being injected with neutralizers. I think it must be these neutralizers that suppressed the virus and also revived the dead organs of the human body. I thought,