The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 11 The First Night: Surprise Change

What is survival?
To put it simply, it is life and existence. As long as you live, as long as you exist, you are living.

What do you need to survive?
The answer to this question varies from person to person, but for two guys in red suits and black-rimmed glasses, all they need to survive is a starlight overhead, a campfire next to them, and a few pieces of sour zombie meat , that's enough.

"Mr. Xu, is it really good to light a bonfire at night? Would it be too arrogant..."

While stuffing the zombie barbecue into his mouth, Quicksand expressed his doubts worriedly.

After giving him a confident look, Mo Zhen explained seriously.

"No problem. Zombies are beasts that act on instinct. Beasts are afraid of fire, because the destruction and invisible characteristics of flames are deeply engraved in their genes. This kind of natural fear is difficult to erase by their own strength. of."

"But... Zombies are all transformed by humans!"

"Tch, what about human beings, they are nothing but beasts without brains and rationality!"

When Mo Zhen talked about this topic, he suddenly became excited like a chicken blood, and he stood up suddenly, as if he was a scholar, and began to talk endlessly.

"In my opinion, there is no essential difference between human beings and beasts. The specialness of human beings is only that they wear the outer skin of human nature, bound in..."

While speaking, in the night sky of this world, a majestic figure appeared faintly.

At the same time, a voice appeared in Mo Zhen's mind.

[Everyone in the world is bound by logic, logical thinking is the limiter that seals mortals, wake up, get rid of logical thinking and become a brainless person, and you will get my true meaning]

This mysterious and profound sound did not come from the game system. With the sound, a mysterious force began to surge in Mo Zhen's body.

Immediately afterwards, the image of the world in front of me suddenly trembled, as if the entire world line had undergone a leap.

The long-lost system script sounded at this moment.

【Dear players, welcome to the first night!Tonight, all the zombies have been enlightened by the great brainless god Hongchen Jelly Bean, and the brainless power obtained by lifting the logic seal makes them invincible and fearless!Survive beyond fear, coward, and never see the sun again! 】

【World content update】

[Zombies are blessed with brainless power, their aggressiveness is greatly improved, and they lose all sense of fear]

[Dr. Mickey in the mortification center began to update his equipment to fight against the new zombie frenzy]

All the players received the message at the same time, and Mo Zhen's speech came to an abrupt end at this moment.

After looking at Quicksand, Mo Zhen showed an awkward yet polite smile.

"Are you full? Well, it's time to exercise when you're full..."

"I……"

Quicksand's body softened, and he began to speak uncomfortably again.

At this moment, the surrounding green eyes were like light sticks at the concert, detonating the atmosphere of the scene.

Of course, this is definitely not an atmosphere that makes people want to sing a song, but an atmosphere that makes people want to ascend to heaven...

Mo Zhen's eyeballs rolled around, and he guessed that there were probably three digits of zombies around.

Three-digit numbers are a wide range, 100 is also a three-digit number, and 999 is also a three-digit number.

But Mo Zhen is not interested in finding out what the three-digit number is. He only knows that no matter whether the number of zombies is 100 or 999, he will definitely not be able to beat them!
But then again, he didn't need to worry about anything, since he was a zombie himself.

It's just that the quicksand that was traveling with us was not so lucky. The human breath stimulated the violent predatory instinct of the zombies, and a crowd of zombies swarmed roaring.

"run!"

Following Mo Zhen's order, Quicksand immediately hugged Mo Zhen's neck tightly, hanging on Mo Zhen's body like a pendant.

"Hey, you have hands and feet, can you please run yourself!"

While talking, Mo Zhen had no choice but to run wildly.

There was no need for Mo Zhen to run, but now that such a large piece of fresh meat is hanging on his body, it will inevitably be affected.

"I want to run by myself, but the problem is that my feet are weak again, so I can't run!"

Listening to Quicksand's wailing with a crying voice, Mo Zhen yelled in a tone of hating iron but not steel.

"You soft-legged shrimp! Did you hear the broadcast just now? The one who is going to die tonight is a waste like you!"

"Don't, Mr. Xu lead me, didn't we agree to be each other..."

"Shut up! Don't say disgusting things, or I will throw you to the pickles!"

Pickled cucumbers are Mo Zhen's evaluation of the taste of zombie meat. After eating too much, he simply calls zombies by pickled cucumbers.

As soon as the words were finished, only the sound of quicksand teeth shaking up and down could be heard in Mozhen's ears. He squeezed his mouth tightly, fearing that any word that would pop out would make Mozhen unhappy.

Seeing this, a look of satisfaction flashed in Mo Zhen's eyes.

That's one of the reasons why Mozhen keeps him around, Quicksand is quite a man to control, which also means that in certain situations, he's quite handy to use...

Escaping is also a technical job, and having a flexible mind can make one's escape more effective.

Escaping with your feet is a punishment for a lack of intellectual development. People with a little more normal intelligence will find a vehicle that suits them immediately.

Mo Zhen seems to be trying his best to avoid the pursuit of zombies, but in fact he is just looking for a powerful enough means of transportation.

"Have it!"

Seeing the exaggerated lines and impactful shape, Mo Zhen knew that he had found what he was looking for.

Immediately, Mo Zhen jumped up and pulled out the ignition wire skillfully. He was very familiar with the wiring work, and it was because of this handicraft that he was able to obtain free electricity supply in the container in the suburbs.

Cough cough, what exactly did this guy do, I won't go into details here...

After the red and black wires collided, an extremely exaggerated engine sound broke the silence of the night completely.

Accompanied by the sound of the roaring engine, Mo Zhen also let out an excited shout, stepped on the accelerator and left in the dust.

The group of pickled cucumbers in the rear could only look at Mo Zhen's handsome back, eating motorcycle exhaust behind them.

Under the dull night, a flash of lightning galloped on the highway.

On the road outside the city, the first thing that appears is a wheel with an ultra-long front shock absorber, and the ultra-long shock absorber shows a cynical flamboyant temperament.

Immediately following the flamboyant front wheel is an outrageously high handle. The raised handle reveals a spirit of never bowing its head.

Behind the handle appeared a face with deep eyes.

The temperament exuded by this face is the same as this [Sla brand] new energy powered motorcycle. It is unique and incompatible with this mediocre world.

The only thing that is inferior is the pendant on the back seat of the motorcycle, which keeps shouting "Wah-wah-wah" like a blower.

"Mr. Xuxu Xuxu! There are no zombies behind, can you drive slower!"

Liusha tried his best to hug Mozhen, for fear of being thrown off the motorcycle.

His delicate face was pale, and he looked like he could go directly into the coffin without being buried.

"No! Our escape is not over yet! Something is chasing you!"

While laughing wildly, Mo Zhen stepped on the accelerator to increase the speed of the car again.

Feeling the gust of wind beside his ears, Quicksand almost didn't cry. He slumped on Mo Zhen's back and asked with the last of his strength.

"Mr. Xu...what is chasing us?"

"No, it's not 'us', it's you!"

Mo Zhen turned his head slowly and shouted loudly.

"Your inner fear is chasing you and it's eating you up!"

(End of this chapter)