Apocalypse God

Chapter 12 Ghost Sniper Rifle?Ghost sniper bullets?

Zhou Hao drew the curtains tightly, and checked again whether the door was secure. This was done to ensure that the room would not be taken advantage of by zombies, because Zhou Hao planned to take a bath.

"It looks like I haven't taken a shower since last night."

I am used to taking a bath every day, and I always feel uncomfortable if I don't wash my body.And in such a world of zombies, while there is still water, I still insist on washing as soon as I can, otherwise I will not be able to take a bath when the water stops one day.

As a person, you must know how to enjoy it when you have it, and think about the time you have after you lose it. It's too late.

Zhou Hao went into the bathroom and took off all his clothes, and then began to take a shower.

After washing and washing, I remembered again that my stomach really didn't feel hungry at all, which was too unreasonable. Now it's been a day and night and I still don't feel hungry, and my energy is still in a good state.

"If I don't have to eat, it's a good thing in this world. I don't know if I can still eat. If I can't eat, it's a bit of a tragedy. I can't eat the food I like, and I'm not greedy. ah."

In such an apocalyptic world, it can be said that there are many benefits, no need to go to work, and no need to look at the leader's face to do things.

You don't have to worry about having no money, and now you don't have to worry about having nothing to eat.

Sometimes I wonder if I should just stay in this building and not go out.

Just die of old age?

The idea is very simple, no matter how you live, you still have to live.

Zhou Hao came to bed after taking a shower, still took out his mobile phone and studied how to turn it on.As long as it can be turned on after research, at least it can be connected with others, but the mobile phone still cannot be turned on after research.

It's a bit lonely to stay alone for a long time, especially in this day when there is no computer.

"on the computer?"

"By the way, isn't there a TV here? I can watch TV."

When Zhou Hao thought of TV, he knew what to watch on TV. In a city like this ravaged by zombie virus, it is impossible that there is no news.

Zhou Hao immediately jumped off the bed and rushed to the TV in front. When he turned on the TV, Zhou Hao wondered if the light from the TV would shine outside and cause trouble.

But after thinking about it, it shouldn’t be possible. How can the design of the hotel be so bad? You can know outside with the curtains closed and the TV on. Then the hotel’s secrecy is too bad, or the curtains are too bad, even a little light Can't stop.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao didn't have much worry in his heart, so he turned on the TV.

The color TV screen lit up, but there was no sound yet. Zhou Hao thought the sound had been turned down very low, so he didn't hear it.

The TV screen is on, but the screen is all blue.Zhou Hao picked up the TV remote control next to him, and pressed the remote control to change channels.

The stations are switched one by one, only occasionally a few stations are snowflakes, and every other station is blue.

"Why is there no station? Could it be that the signal line is not plugged in properly?"

Zhou Hao came to the back of the TV to check whether the signal line was plugged in properly, but the line at the back was plugged in well.

It might cause poor contact, so Zhou Hao unplugged the connector and blew it, then plugged it back in.

The TV screen remains the same.

"what happened?"

Zhou Hao pressed the data button on the TV remote control to change from one channel to another, but the expected screen still didn't appear on the TV.

"Is there no signal here, so the TV can't receive the station?"

"Or is it that the signal transmission headquarters of the TV station in this city has been hung up, so you can't receive any signals, not even your mobile phone. So now you can only use satellite reception and other products to send and receive information?"

Zhou Hao was guessing.

But the communication was too weird.

The end of the world, this is the end of the world, lost contact with the outside world, only the survivors survive alone, can't expect anyone to help them, everything depends on themselves.

In such an apocalyptic world, Zhou Hao has been living on his own for a day and a night...

The signal could not be received on the TV, and Zhou Hao had no choice but to go back to bed in frustration.

People are also a little tired, so they have to rest.

Now I am a person who will not be hungry. I don't worry about food or clothing, and I don't worry about living.

You can take whatever you want. Everything now belongs to nobody, and whoever takes it belongs to him.

It seems that tomorrow we must speed up the cleaning of all the zombies in this building, so that we can build our own territory here, a nest to hide at any time.

There are a lot of things outside that I once wanted but had no money to buy, so I will always go out and get them back here one day.Otherwise, it would be very boring for me to live without the Internet, and I feel a little entangled in living like this.

Zhou Hao has a new goal, which is to go outside and take all the things he likes back to his territory.

There are many zombies around, but I kill some every day, and there will always be a day when it will decrease. Besides, killing all the zombies near me will guarantee my safety.

Scary monsters can't be provoked, but these zombies that can be dealt with by themselves can always relieve themselves.

Zhou Hao thought about it on the bed, and slowly fell asleep.

The outside world is still very quiet, but the silence is always accompanied by the breath of death.

Some zombies hiding in the dark came out to look for food. They didn't dare to touch the light. When they touched the light, their bodies would react and begin to rot.

Their actions are faster and more aggressive than ordinary zombies, and they have a variety of attack methods.

In the dark night, Zhou Hao was sleeping soundly on the bed. In his dream, he was holding a common sniper rifle to deal with the tide of zombies.

But the sniper rifle can't shoot like a submachine gun. Facing so many zombies, I feel like I'm plucking a cow's hair one by one.

In reality, Zhou Hao, who was sleeping on a soft bed, was in a different situation.

I saw that Zhou Hao's hands suddenly transformed into ghost gloves automatically, and the transformed blue-purple light spots did not disappear, but continued to wrap around his hands.

After a while, the blue-purple light spots left his hands and slowly floated upwards, stopping half a meter above Zhou Hao's abdomen.

The blue-purple light spots slowly extended in two directions, and the outline of an object was slowly forming.

It's a gun, a sniper rifle.

The barrel is half a meter long, and the diameter of the barrel is as big as the mouth of a beer bottle. The length of the whole gun is about 1.1 meters. The whole body is dark and scarlet, and it looks like an ordinary sniper rifle.

After the whole gun became a reality from the illusion, the blue-purple light spots gradually disappeared, and the sniper rifle quietly floated above Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao in the dream was completely unaware of what happened outside his body, and now he was completely lost in the massacre of zombies.

At this time, in the dream, he was running away in the alley while shooting. A single shot from the sniper rifle could penetrate the bodies of several zombies. Still chasing closely, only hitting the head will make these zombies fall.

But while running, he found that he ran into a dead end, there was no way to escape, and the only way to escape was the one where the zombies swarmed.

The tide-like group of zombies was not as fast as Zhou Hao, but now Zhou Hao had nowhere to escape, and the zombies would come to him soon.

"Fuck~he~mom, fuck~he~mom, what's going on, what's going on, I~fuck~you~."

Zhou Hao kept shooting zombies with the sniper rifle in his hand, but the sniper rifle fired bullets one by one, which could not pose a threat to so many zombies.

This made Zhou Hao burst into foul language, why isn't he holding a submachine gun?

The group of zombies finally rushed in front of Zhou Hao. Zhou Hao used a sniper rifle to sweep over and tried to sweep away the zombies, but when the sniper rifle swept over, he was caught and dragged away by these zombies and disappeared.

Zhou Hao roared and screamed, and the zombies also screamed and rushed over.

Zhou Hao wanted to switch his hands to the power form of ghost gloves to hit the zombie in front of him, but when he swung his fists, he found that his hands did not form ghost gloves, but that he really had flesh, blood and feeling hand, hitting the zombie's head is not lethal at all.

But the zombies didn't care about this, the zombies pounced on Zhou Hao's body, Zhou Hao immediately fell to the ground and was bitten by the zombies.

"Ah grass."

Zhou Hao who was sleeping on the bed suddenly roared and jumped up from the bed.

"what!"

Zhou Hao, who was bouncing, hit his head on the sniper rifle hanging there, and the sniper rifle was immediately knocked out of the bed and fell to the ground.

"Ah, go away."

Zhou Hao's head hit the sniper rifle, thinking that his head was bitten by a zombie, he immediately patted forward with one hand, while the other hand covered his "injured" forehead.

"Ahhh...fuck~you~Mom...get out of here."

Zhou Hao screamed desperately on the bed and waved his hands.

After a while, Zhou Hao opened his eyes and found that he was on the bed. His eyes widened immediately, then he turned his head to look around, and stayed for a while.

"Fuck, dreamer, he~mother~, actually dreamed that he was chased and killed by zombies. This dream is too real. It almost scared me to death."

Only now did Zhou Hao realize that he had just had a nightmare, but the headache was too real.

Zhou Hao immediately pressed down on the painful part of his forehead with his hand, and when his hand touched it, there was a burst of pain immediately, which made Zhou Hao grin his teeth.

"Ah, grass, isn't it a dreamer? No matter how you dream, it will hurt?"

The light from the window shone through the curtains into the room, and it seemed that it was already bright now.

"No, it will be dawn so soon. Damn, did you hit something on your forehead? It hurts so much."

Zhou Hao touched his forehead lightly, and found that his forehead was covered.

Zhou Hao slowly moved out of bed, and looked down at a sniper rifle on the ground.

"What's going on here? Why is there a gun on the ground?"

Zhou Hao knelt down and picked up the sniper rifle. As soon as he got the sniper rifle, an electronically synthesized voice sounded in his mind.

"Ding, get a ghost sniper rifle."

"Ding, get ghost sniper bullets."

Zhou Hao was almost taken aback by these two voices. He was not prepared at all, and the voice rang in his mind, but it made people feel as if someone was speaking in his ear.

The sound almost made Zhou Hao drop the sniper rifle in his hand.

"Ghost sniper rifle? Ghost sniper bullet?"