my doomsday wish list

Chapter 41 Love Letter (12)

Zheng Xun left Mingren's apartment and returned to the subway station tunnel.

But I found that the electric bicycle I rode before had little power left.

An extra Lena was loaded just now, and the power loss speed accelerated.

As a result, the battery that could have been used for [-] kilometers of riding can no longer be carried after riding for more than ten kilometers.

"Why is this little kid so heavy? When he grows up, he can't be as fleshy as her sister." Zheng Xun complained.

"Go out and find a motorcycle first." Zheng Xun threw away the electric bicycle, climbed out of the tunnel again, and walked out of the subway station.

Look around and see if there are any street bikes or the like nearby.

There are many vehicles parked and abandoned on the side of the road, and there are four-wheeled cars everywhere on the road.

But the car really has no way to drive into the tunnel, and it might block the tunnel.

He walked along the street for a short distance when he spotted a motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

Zheng Xun got closer and found that the street car was very cool.

The whole car's shell was painted in a pink tone, and a lot of lights and the like were added.

Under the huge vehicle, there was a dead body lying sideways, twitching from time to time.

The corpse was wearing a pink helmet, and one of its legs was suppressed, making it impossible to break free and could only lie in place.

The upper half of his body was almost gnawed to a bloody mess, and even his clothes were torn to pieces, revealing his pink chubby legs.

Judging from her short stature and fat color, she is definitely a female knight.

Zheng Xun walked over and took off the corpse's helmet.

as predicted.

It has completely turned into a zombie.

Because of the protection of the helmet, the petite face is relatively well preserved.

It is estimated that the zombie crisis broke out. The female knight panicked and accidentally knocked down on the side of the road. The ribs were gnawed by the besieged zombies.

He pinched the face of the female knight zombie, shook it, and gave serious instructions.

"With such short legs, I won't learn to ride a motorcycle in my next life."

Zheng Xun put on the helmet again for her, and then picked up the pink motorcycle.

The zombie female knight, who had been pinned down by the locomotive, slowly got up.

Dragging two short legs, he wobbled away.

Zheng Xun watched the female knight go away, and leaned over to check the condition of the car.

The bodywork is overall undamaged, with a few scratches to the paintwork on the right side.

The car key is embedded in the ignition hole and is in the ignition state.

The engine kept idling, running out of gas.

Zheng Xun had no choice but to push the pink streetcar to find a nearby gas station.

"It's really convenient to live in Seoul." Zheng Xun found a gas station without going far.

He pushed the car to a stop near the fuel dispenser, and then walked into the service station hall.

I grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the counter and took a long sip.

After quenching his thirst, Zheng Xun found two zombies in the lounge.

They wore gas station work uniforms, with a work badge around their necks.

Zheng Xun fumbled around on them for a while and found the staff gas card.

With a fuel card, you can swipe as many numbers as you want on the tanker and fill up directly.

A medium-sized gas station with enough gas for him to use for a long time.

Putting away the gas card, Zheng Xun still patrolled the store.

"I didn't expect that there was a special fuel distribution box room." Zheng Xun opened a door and found a small cubicle.

There is a high-power fuel generator inside. When the gas station loses power, the backup power generation can continue to supply fuel.

After searching for a while, I found nothing else.

They are all simple basic materials, so there is no rush to collect them now.

Zheng Xun walked out of the service station hall, came to the refueling cabinet, and glanced at the cabinet number -6.

Simply swipe the card to top up.

Oil gurgles into the motorcycle tank.

With a "click".

The oil gun stopped automatically.

"It's only 60 won for a full refill, which is less than [-] yuan."

Zheng Xun pulled out the oil gun, and a few drops of greasy transparent liquid dripped from the muzzle.

He pointed the oil gun at the empty water bottle again, and filled a bottle of gasoline, saving it for burning the school later.

Tighten the bottle cap, put it back into the oil gun, and close the fuel tank cap.

Re-engine the car.

Colorful flashes of light suddenly light up.

Zheng Xun rides a pink motorcycle, which is comparable to a will-o'-the-wisp boy.

Putting it in normal times may cause passers-by to look sideways.

But now, there are only scattered zombies around.

He fastened his mask, started his motorcycle and drove towards the subway station.

After Zheng Xun drove down the bumpy steps and came to the tunnel, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

The height difference between the platform and the tunnel is more than one meter high by visual inspection.

If you drive the motorcycle directly, it will be scrapped in all likelihood.

Borrowing the light from the will-o'-the-wisp, I looked around, looking for something like a board.

As long as there is something to pad and form a slope, the car can be safely driven into the tunnel.

"I'm afraid I can't find a suitable board for a while now, what should I do?"

Zheng Xun frowned and his eyes fell on the corpse brothers standing beside him.

Immediately had an idea.

He parked the locomotive aside, and gathered the zombies in the station hall next to the tunnel one by one.

One last push.

The zombies crooked and fell into the tunnel one after another.

The zombies that fell into the tunnel were crushed one by one, unable to move.

Slowly, the corpses piled up to form a body bag.

Zheng Xun built an artificial slope and was very satisfied.

He got on his motorcycle and dived into the tunnel.

The wheels ran over the heads and limbs of the zombies and landed safely on the tunnel ground.

Then, without looking back, he drove towards the subway station near the school.

The tunnel is smooth all the way, and occasionally one or two wandering zombies will be encountered.

They looked sideways at the source of the rumbling sound, but did not show any aggression.

Even if Zheng Xun accidentally knocked them down, he didn't complain. He just got up and watched the will-o'-the-wisp motorcycle go away.

It won't take long.

Zheng Xun arrived at Bindong Junior High School.

The sky is getting late, and the sunset glow fills the sky.

Standing in front of the familiar yet unfamiliar school gate, he felt for the first time that the school was so quiet.

The fortified iron gate of the middle school is completely open at this moment, and the iron fence is stained with blood.

There were bright red bloodstains all over the ground, and some rotting corpses after eating were lying here and there.

Zheng Xun glanced at the time on his phone, it was [-] past [-] pm.

"Usually this time is almost just after school."

In the past, boys and girls after school would walk on the road together in groups, talking and laughing.

Most junior high school students will go to training classes to continue their tutoring.

Zheng Xun ate some hot lunches on the way, and after taking a short rest, he rushed to work part-time in places such as Internet cafes and convenience stores.

If he encounters a clinical drug trial project, he will also go for two injections.

There are also many South Korean middle school students living like him.

He knew several of them, including Jiang Jae-hee.

The two met when they participated in the pilot project. Although they didn't say much, they had some intersections.

Lin Youzhen's photo uploaded to the school forum incident, the two are male and female protagonists respectively.

"I don't know if Jiang Jae-hee is still alive."

In just a few days, the campus completely turned into a living hell.

Teachers, students, no one was spared.

They were either turned into food and hunted by zombies.

Or be infected and mutated to join the army of zombies and hunt other living humans.

Zheng Xun stepped through the iron gate and walked into Bindong Junior High School.

On the green belts on both sides of the road, there are some zombies wandering around, dressed in school uniforms, scattered and eye-catching.

It's just that these zombies were in poor condition and couldn't attract the attention of expert Zheng Xun at all.

Bindong High School is not small in scale, and it ranks high in Seoul and even in the whole of South Korea, ranking high.

Teaching building, administrative building, comprehensive building, activity building, etc. are all available.

The second grade classroom in the middle school he studied in is located on the fourth floor of Building B of the teaching building.

"Go to the classroom first."

Soon, he reached the fourth floor of Building B, the teaching building.

Glancing through the window,
The classroom is still the same classroom, but it looks messy.

All the desks fell to the ground.

Books, test papers, and scratch paper were scattered everywhere.

Pools of blood flowed to the ground, drying up and clumping, turning black and dark.

Several zombies were standing inside, some male and some female.

They were in a daze, as if they were asked to answer questions in class and looked confused.

Judging from the appearance, Zheng Xun couldn't tell who was who at all.

He confirmed that there was no living person inside, and then opened the door and walked in.

After stepping over piles of sundries, I found my own desk.

Although the desk has been moved, it is still basically intact.

He opened the desk drawer and rummaged through it.

In addition to the textbooks, homework and test papers, he also took out a stack of envelopes from the drawer.

Envelopes were piled scatteredly in the drawer, of different sizes, some white and some black.

Obviously these envelopes are all junk mail, and the contents are basically malicious curses.

Since the photos of P pictures were uploaded to the school forum, Zheng Xun has naturally become a school celebrity.

In addition, the school kept silent about this matter, and even found excuses to suppress him, a foreign student.

Those students don't even need to know the truth.

As long as you know that he, an international student from the Middle Ages, is a perverted hooligan and villain.

Zheng Xun was not surprised to receive such junk envelopes.

Normally, he would probably not even look at it and just throw it into the trash.

But now that the zombie apocalypse is here, he would like to see who sends him 'love letters'.

Things like stuffing envelopes into drawers are usually done by girls.

Boys at school prefer a direct approach, don't leave when you come to school, there is a kind of toilet see that set.

He randomly chose the white one, just because there was a picture of a scary zombie drawn with a pencil on the cover.

After opening it, on the letter paper, a bunch of trash words were written profusely.

"Zheng Xun, it's so embarrassing to be in your class, I wish you to be eaten by zombies as soon as possible, show love!"

"Nan Zhu, your respect!"

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