Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

The zombie boar charged over at this critical moment.

Zhu Ziming shouted sternly: "Throw the black bear's body on the ground!"

Sun Peng and Wen Qian were in a dilemma, as this was their biggest gain on this trip, a large animal that they had hunted with great difficulty.

"Hurry! You're almost dead and yet you're still reluctant to give this away? Throw it at those zombie boars!" Zhu Ziming was so angry when he saw that the two of them didn't make any move.

In three or two steps, he rushed over and said, "Get out of the way!"

The three of them threw the black bear's body, which weighed three hundred kilograms, backwards.

They were halfway up the mountain, and the black bear's body was thrown down, rolling down and hitting a zombie boar in front.

"Why are you still standing there? Run!" Zhu Ziming saw Wen Qian still looking at the zombie boar behind him, and slapped him on the shoulder.

"run!"

Wang Jing and the others who were following behind were shocked.

He ran madly up the mountain for his life, fearing that if he ran too slowly he would be caught up by the zombie boars.

While running, Zhu Ziming glanced back and saw that the zombie wild boars behind him had all stopped and were gnawing at the black bear's corpse. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Lao Meng and Tian Shiming, who were supporting Xie Zihao, lifted Xie Zihao up and sprinted up the mountain madly.

They ran and charged at top speed.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, everyone's backs were soaked, as if they had been fished out of the water.

Wang Jing looked behind him, stopped, and shouted loudly toward the front:

“Hoohoo—Brother Zhu, it seems those zombie boars haven’t caught up with us.”

After hearing her words, everyone looked down the mountain. When they saw that the zombie boar did not catch up with them, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't catch up, that's great.

Lao Meng and Tian Shiming, who were carrying Xie Zihao, put Xie Zihao to the ground, then sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

It was already uphill, and the two of them were carrying a person, so it was very tiring.

There were also many thorny leaves on the road, which scratched their arms and made them red and itchy.

After taking two breaths, Zhu Ziming said to everyone:

"We just saw at least seven or eight zombie boars, maybe even more. It won't be long before the black bear's corpse is completely eaten. Zombie boars have a keen sense of smell. Maybe they are chasing us now. We must return to the shelter as soon as possible!"

"Everyone get up!"

When he saw the status of Lao Meng and Tian Shiming, he said to Sun Peng and Wen Qian:
"Sun Peng, Wen Qian, you replace Lao Meng and the others and take Zihao back to the shelter."

Sun Peng and Wen Qian didn't say anything. It would be a waste of energy to speak at this moment.

The two men lifted Xie Zihao up and walked down the mountain.

Their current location was not far from their shelter, on the opposite mountain.

As long as you go down the mountain, cross the valley and climb two hundred meters, you will reach the shelter.

"go!"

Zhu Ziming carried a bow and crossbow and ran down the mountain.

Everyone follows.

Because everyone was worried that there were zombies and wild boars chasing them, they all ran as fast as they could.

They arrived at the shelter at 5:10 in the evening, twenty minutes before dark.

Originally, Zhu Ziming was worried that they might not be able to return to the shelter before dark, but he didn't expect that after being chased by zombie wild boars, they could still return early.

Two people were left in the shelter to deal with the carcasses of hunted animals. When they saw Wen Qian and Sun Peng carrying Xie Zihao, their faces changed drastically.

Fu Yining put down the charcoal in his hand and ran over. Seeing Xie Zihao with his eyes closed and his face pale, he exclaimed, "What's going on?"

Sun Peng said with a grim expression: "We hunted a black bear weighing hundreds of kilograms, but suddenly a leopard ran out and attacked us. Later..."

Long Wenjing saw Wang Jing kneeling on the ground and hurried over to help her up.

"what happened to you?"

"A little exhausted."

They had just said a few words when Zhu Ziming shouted:

"Stop talking nonsense, and get into the shelter quickly!"

He was still worried that the group of zombie wild boars behind them would catch up. After hearing Zhu Ziming's words, everyone got up without saying anything and walked towards the underground shelter.

"Wang Jing, wait a minute." Zhu Ziming stopped Wang Jing.

"I remember there were two bottles of medical alcohol. Give me one."

Wang Jing opened the backpack on her back, took out the bottle of medical alcohol that she had given to Xie Zihao, and handed it over.

"No, I want the unopened bottle, and give me the spray too."

Wang Jing instantly understood what he was going to do. He was going to spray alcohol nearby to prevent the zombie boars from finding them with their keen sense of smell.

But spraying with medical alcohol is too luxurious!
"Hurry up, we don't have that much time. If it were just zombies, we could still fight them, but we can't beat this zombie wild boar!"

Hearing Zhu Ziming's words, Wang Jing immediately handed over the bottle of unused medical alcohol and spray.

Zhu Ziming unscrewed the bottle cap, plugged in the spray tube, looked down the mountain, and sprayed the alcohol on the road they had just walked on, and also sprayed around the shelter.

Sizzle-sizzle-sizzle-sizzle-

A whole bottle of medical alcohol was sprayed away. This was medical alcohol worth 10 points, but in just a short while, the whole bottle was used up.

Even Zhu Ziming felt a little heartbroken.

He sprayed very quickly and it only took him two minutes to finish.

After spraying, he walked into the shelter.

Their shelter halfway up the mountain is a sunken one. At night, some zombie animals will climb trees, and it is rather troublesome to build a shelter on a tree, which is far less simple than building one on the ground.

For this shelter, they first dug a pit nearly two meters deep, and then piled a dozen thick logs on the pit, making the entire shelter in the shape of a triangle.

The wood was directly pressed on the soil dug up below. The entrance below was dug more than one meter down. The entrance was not big and one had to drill down to enter.

After laying a layer of thick trees on the top, they laid a layer of waterproof cloth on it, and then laid several layers of leaves and moss. If you just take a quick look from the outside, you can't tell that there is a shelter here. It is extremely hidden.

And because it is a sunken type, except for the top, the rest of the shelter is under the soil, so the defense is relatively strong.

After Zhu Ziming climbed into the shelter, he pushed down a row of wooden stakes on the side.

The shelter was completely sealed.

It was somewhat stuffy underground, but they dug a few bowl-sized holes next to it and inserted telescopic iron pipes into them to serve as ventilation channels.

A light came on, illuminating the dim underground shelter.

"Xie Zihao has a fever and his forehead is very hot." Fu Yining touched Xie Zihao's forehead and said to everyone.

Wang Jing held the light in her hand and shone it on Xie Zihao's head.

"I have some antipyretic medicine in my backpack. Give him one." Wang Jing said to Fu Yining.

Zhu Ziming retracted his gaze, gripped the crossbow tightly, and sat at the exit.

"Brother Zhu, do you think those zombie wild boars will find us?" Wen Qian asked with a frightened look on his face as he sat opposite Zhu Ziming.

"do not know."

"If the zombie boars come, will our shelter be able to withstand it?"

"do not know."

Zhu Ziming really didn’t know. Generally speaking, after animals or humans were infected with the zombie virus, they would lose consciousness and could only retain some instincts.

This kind of zombie boar liked to dig holes before being infected, and it still likes to dig holes after becoming a zombie boar.

If the zombie boars really found this place and dug a hole towards their shelter, this shelter might not be able to withstand it. But he had no other choice.

Do your best, listen to destiny.

Fleeing back to the shelter is the best option.

They couldn't defeat them in a head-on fight, and climbing up trees in the middle of the night was no use either, as the zombie monkeys could bite them to death in minutes.

It was even more impossible to run back to the trading market overnight, it was too late.

After sitting down, Zhu Ziming felt a burning pain in his arm.

When I raised my arm, I found that I had been cut by some sharp leaf while running, leaving two bloody marks on my arm.

Looking at the two faint bloodstains, he didn't care.

This kind of injury will heal quickly.

However, he was worried that the blood would be easily smelled by the zombie boars, so he picked up some dry soil on the ground and rubbed it on the wound twice.

Inside the shelter, there was silence.

Perhaps more than ten minutes had passed, or perhaps half an hour had passed.

As night fell, the stars hid behind thick clouds, and in the darkness of the primeval forest, the breath of death quietly permeated. The trees were intertwined like ghosts, as if they were the claws of endless darkness, reaching out in all directions.

In this apocalyptic primeval forest, zombie animals have become the most terrifying masters of the night.

Roar, roar, roar!
Their roars broke the silence, and every vibration in their throats sounded like the whisper of death, causing endless panic in the hearts of Zhu Ziming and others who were hiding in the underground shelter.

In this small space, their breathing almost stopped, time froze here, and every second seemed extremely long. On the walls of the shelter, the mottled lights struggled to emit a dim light, providing them with a little comfort.

"Turn off the light!" Zhu Ziming said in a low voice, looking at the light deep in the shelter.

He was worried that light would shine out from the cracks in the shelter, and he wanted to minimize the possibility of being discovered by the zombie animals.

“But.” Wang Jing didn’t want to turn off the lights. In the current atmosphere, if she turned off the lights, everyone would be even more scared.

"Close it, take turns to rest. Wen Qian and I will be on duty first. You guys try to sleep as much as possible. We will return to the trading market at dawn tomorrow."

"Oh," Wang Jing sighed and turned off the lights silently.

Everyone in the shelter was swallowed by the darkness, and their hearts felt as if they were being gripped by a pair of hands.

They didn't know whether the zombie boars would find them. In such a tense and uneasy mood, they had trouble falling asleep.

Time passed slowly, and three hours later.

"Wen Qian, Wen Qian"

"Hmm? What's wrong with Brother Zhu?" Wen Qian's voice sounded a little sleepy.

In the darkness, Zhu Ziming whispered, "Turn on the flashlight and let Sun Peng switch with you. Go to sleep for a while."

Wen Qian asked: "What about you?"

"I'm not sleepy, just let him come over."

"Okay." Wen Qian didn't say much. He turned on the flashlight and covered it with his hand, leaving only a little light. With the faint light, he walked to Sun Peng.

"Old Sun, go help me with the shift."

Sun Peng was woken up from his half-sleep state. It took him a few seconds to realize where he was.

My whole body tensed up instantly, "Okay."

He yawned, picked up the spear leaning against the wall, tiptoed, and bent over to the entrance.

Sit on the floor.

Swish!
Suddenly, there was a sound of trampling leaves all around.

This was followed by a roar.

When Zhu Ziming heard the voice, his eyelids twitched twice. He held his breath, raised the compound crossbow in his hand, and aimed at the entrance.

Sun Peng, who had just sat down, also raised the spear in his hand. Once the wooden door was knocked open, he would immediately stab it with the spear.

Whatever it is, just stab it first.

Oh! Chirp!
There was a strange cry coming from outside.

"What is this?" Sun Peng asked in a low voice.

"Shh, it might be a monkey." Zhu Ziming said with a serious expression.

There are many monkeys in the Dabie Mountains. If they are ordinary monkeys, they are not a big threat.
But if it was a zombie monkey, that would be terrifying.

The zombie monkeys that jump down from the trees are not much different from the zombies that climb walls.

However, these zombie monkeys rarely appear during the day and usually only come out at night.

Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to come out to hunt just because of these zombie monkeys.

In the apocalypse, if you go into the mountains to hunt and catch a large animal, you can make a fortune.

But the rewards are proportional to the risks, and in this primeval forest, there are dangers everywhere.

There was a sharp cry outside, the sound of leaves and branches cracking, and the sound of twigs being stepped on.

During this period, they didn't dare to go out, and they didn't even dare to open the wooden stakes to see what was happening outside.

Everyone was awake, holding weapons in their hands, ready to fight at any time.

But after more than half an hour, the sound gradually became smaller.

They looked at each other, wondering what was happening outside.

Another two hours passed and there was absolutely no movement outside.

After this incident, they couldn't fall asleep at all. The night was extremely difficult to endure.

They endured the long night until dawn.

"What time is it?" Wen Qian, who had not slept all night, asked in a hoarse voice.

Zhu Ziming picked up the flashlight and shone it on the watch on his wrist. It was 7:.

"It's half past seven, it's daybreak, don't move for now, I'll go take a look first." Zhu Ziming instructed.

After saying this, he turned the horizontal bolt on the wooden stake and gently pushed the wooden door upwards to create a small gap.

The golden light shines through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows.

On the ground, the thick layer of fallen leaves is yellow and brittle.

It was quiet. There was no singing of birds or footsteps of animals. Only the occasional slight sound of breaking branches broke the stillness.

The air was filled with the scent of dirt and dead leaves, as well as a strong stench of decaying zombies.

He pushed the wooden door and the gap gradually widened. There were no zombies or zombie animals in his sight.

But he still didn't dare to let his guard down. He observed carefully for a while and waited for about ten minutes. Only after he was sure that there was no problem did he come out.

Sun Peng opened the door so that Zhu Ziming could return at any time.

After Zhu Ziming came out, the first thing he did was look behind him.

I saw some civet fur and bones left behind under a tree 20 meters away.

Zhu Ziming squatted down, looked at the fur hanging on the tree, and frowned.

"What's going on? A fight between civet cats and monkeys?"

Civets and monkeys basically feed on fruits. If they start fighting now, it means that one of them must be infected.

"Brother Zhu, what's going on?" Sun Peng came out and asked.

Zhu Ziming shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's pack up and go back to the trading market."

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