The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 14

Under the bloody setting sun, two figures slowly appeared on the road bathed in the setting sun.

They run wildly in the setting sun, as if they are swaying their burning youth.

And behind them, there is a group of figures with exaggerated faces and hoarse voices chasing persistently, as if they are chasing the tail of youth.

To put it simply, Mozhen and Quicksand are being hunted down by zombies in the wild.

Compared with the zombies in the city, there is a huge leap in race between the zombies in the wild.

Zombies of various species have joined the luxury package of the hunting army.

At first, Mozhen fought with the zombies who came to attack, but as the battle progressed, more and more zombies were attracted.

In the end, it finally evolved into the current situation of being hunted down one-sidedly.

Although he couldn't find any means of transportation in the wild, Mozhen's escape speed was still top-notch.

The effect of [Zombieization] combined with [Survival Rhapsody] can be described in one sentence, it is simple, brainless and happy.

And Quicksand, who had been playing the role of a pendant in the escape, has been following Mozhen closely at this moment, showing no sign of falling behind.

After the [Character] position changes, Quicksand's physical ability seems to be affected by the [Character] and becomes stronger.

Originally, his physical ability was almost the same as in reality, and even because of the hip-pull character of [Weak Submissive], his overall mobility was not as good as in reality.

But after his personality became [Hesitant Transformer], his physical abilities seemed to have broken through the limit of normal human beings.

Anyway, normal human beings definitely cannot run all afternoon under the chase of jackals, tigers and leopards.

Even so, Quicksand still can't hold on now. Whenever [Physical Strength] reaches the limit, he has been relying on his new personality [Self-Encouragement] to support his body. His mental value has dropped to 60%, and his eyes have gradually become dull stand up.

Fortunately, the outline of the city had appeared in front of the two of them at this time. A winding river passed in front of the city. As long as they entered the city through the cross bridge, Mo Zhen had various ways to deal with these zombies.

Looking at the cross bridge leading to the city ahead, Mo Zhen squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Huh? Sure enough, there are checkpoints..."

About 100 meters away from the checkpoint, a gunshot broke the tranquility under the setting sun.

After a howl, Mozhen was shot in the chest and blood spattered on the spot.

But... the wailing came from the quicksand next to Mo Zhen, and he was so frightened by the gunshot that he almost fell to the ground without holding on.

And Mo Zhen rolled over and hid behind the quicksand as if nothing happened, and shouted at the people in the checkpoint.

"Don't shoot, I'm not a zombie!"

The soldier with the tactical eyepiece behind the checkpoint replied immediately.

"Sorry, according to our eyepiece analysis, you have [brainless power] on your body, and you belong to a zombie. If you don't want to be sieved, please stay away from the checkpoint!"

"Have you ever seen a talking zombie? Have you ever seen a rational zombie? I have clear logic and smooth conversation. How could it be a zombie?"

Mo Zhen quickly took out the method of counter-evidence and launched a verbal offensive at the opponent.

"Sorry, although what you said makes sense, the false positive rate of the tactical eyepiece is also 0. As intelligent humans, we choose to believe in science!"

"..."

After thinking silently for half a second, Mo Zhen was basically sure that the opponent should be an NPC in the game.

Sighing slightly with emotion, Mo Zhen patted Liusha's shoulder lightly and said in a deep voice.

"Go, it's about saying goodbye."

At this moment, Quicksand's brain went blank, and his eye sockets instantly became moist.

"Mr. Xu, I..."

Mo Zhen looked at the army of zombies getting closer and closer behind him, and interrupted Quicksand's words.

"Don't talk about it, there is no time to linger, you must be decisive when making a decision. No matter what the final decision is, indecision must be the worst option!"

"What about you……"

Mo Zhen got up and said softly without emotion.

"Don't worry about me, you don't have the qualifications, I hope you can become a decisive man next time we meet."

At this moment, Quicksand has nothing to say.

As the sun set, the two ran in opposite directions.

Quicksand, who walked towards the checkpoint, was crying secretly, while Mo Zhen, who walked towards the army of zombies without hesitation, trembled slightly.

He was laughing wildly.

No one knows what Mozhen is thinking at this moment, the only thing we know is that he is very happy now.

After the quicksand entered the checkpoint, Mo Zhen's figure was submerged in the zombie frenzy.

Like a pebble thrown into the sea, Mozhen didn't splash a little in the tide, and groups of zombies continued to move forward, attacking the checkpoint.

"Fire! Fire! Report to headquarters, we need defensive reinforcements!"

Fierce gunshots and zombie roars intertwined into a concerto. The guards of the checkpoint had never expected that such a large scale of zombies would attack the checkpoint.

From a common sense point of view, these irrational zombies are incapable of organizing large-scale attacks spontaneously.

However, rational zombies can.

After a fierce sonata, the entire checkpoint was devastated by fearless waves of zombies.

Despite the large number of zombies and fearlessness of death, the guard soldiers persisted relying on their equipment and location.

After the tragic victory, there were only a few scattered remnants left in front of the checkpoint, cleaning up the tragic scene after the war.

Accompanied by the blood-colored setting sun, the whole checkpoint was dyed red.

In the air mixed with the smell of blood and gunpowder, a figure redder than the setting sun slowly appeared in front of the checkpoint.

Presumptuous laughter accompanied by screams sounded in front of the broken checkpoint, and the originally suspended movement was played again.

"What? It's you! Is this all your plan!"

Seeing that familiar figure, anger roared along with the gunfire.

"Don't get excited, this is just improvisation, let the happy music continue!"

The conductor in a bright red dress stepped onto the stage from behind the scenes, waved a silver baton, and opened the second movement of the symphony!
The silver baton was stained with blood, and the bright red costume was even more vivid.

In the final chapter of the music, the crazy laughter overwhelmed all the gunshots, leaving only the echo of laughter in the silent checkpoint.

【Improvisation Carnival Symphony】

(End of this chapter)