zombie frenzy

Chapter 103 The Shadow in Memories
A zombie ran wild in the wilderness.

Behind it, the sky-shattering smoke and dust followed closely, and in the smoke and dust, countless zombies gathered into a torrent, hanging behind not far or near.

The zombies roared loudly from time to time, raised their heads to the sky, and waved their arms.

It didn't know what it was for, it just felt full of anger and sadness in its heart.

It has lost consciousness for a long time, and can't understand why the blood food gave her an extremely familiar feeling when it was on the mountainside, making it want to swallow her in one bite, but also felt extremely sad. At the end, a voice in the mind Shouting louder and louder, trying to resist the temptation of the body's instinct, the only way to calm it down is to stay away from the hill.

Who is she?
who am I?
The zombie suddenly had such an idea.

The footsteps began to slow down, and the tide of corpses behind them also slowed down, following behind softly, with their heads lowered and their eyes lowered, as if Wang Siwei didn't dare to disturb them.

The zombie's eyes showed confusion rather than blankness.

When it came to a small hill, it stopped suddenly, looked back at those companions who were following, and another thought popped up, who are they?
These few questions made him feel like his head was about to split, his eyes were wide open, and he stared straight behind him. The following zombies did not move, their bodies trembling and they stayed where they were, looking nervously at their feet. of dirt.

I don't know how long I watched, until the dozen or so zombies in front of me could no longer bear the pressure and fell to the ground, the zombies slowly moved their heads away.

Sitting alone on a big rock on the top of the hill, with his head lowered, he began his first meditation.

As if the following monsters breathed a sigh of relief, a puff of smoke suddenly rose from the ground, and then slowly dissipated in the air.

No one dared to leave. After waiting quietly for a while, monsters began to imitate their king and sat on the ground. This wave gradually spread until all the monsters became like this, densely packed. On the earth, hidden among the rocks and weeds.

The zombie didn't look back, it didn't bother to care about its companions at all.

who am I?
Who is she?
Two thoughts kept circling in my mind, and occasionally, a very weak thought flashed through, who are they?
Familiar feeling, not the kind of temptation of eating blood, you will feel sad and sad in your bones after seeing it.

Zombies can't understand, but they can know what kind of emotion it is.

On the ground, a small stone quietly stayed at its feet, as if leaning against it, leaning tightly.

Frowning gradually, it looked at the ground, but a vague figure appeared in its eyes, which was somewhat similar to the bloody one just now, but it couldn't see the face, only a rough outline, and even the edge looked extremely Vague.

This is the memory in its heart.

Next to the blurry figure, another figure slowly appeared. The figure was lying on the ground, looking up at it, and gently stroking its face with both hands.

It was also difficult to see the figure. With the zombie's 3-minute memory, he had already completely forgotten about this blood meal, but for some reason, after the blurred figure appeared in the depths of his memory, it appeared at this time.

The zombie looked blankly at the two figures in front of him, and kept thinking in his heart, who is this?Who is she?

A feeling of sadness welled up in his heart, and a tear welled up from the corner of the zombie's eye, and slowly flowed down his face.

Tears flowed to the corners of his mouth and disappeared around his mouth.

The zombie instinctively smashed his mouth, and a voice came from the depths of his mind, 'Salty. 'It raised its head and looked at the clouds floating in the distant sky.

It seems that this voice is very familiar, as if it was made by myself.

The zombie opened its mouth, and there was a meaningless hoot sound from its mouth, and it was impossible to distinguish what it was saying.

Behind the hill, the group of corpses sitting on the ground raised their heads to look at the top of the hill, and strange hoo hoo sounds kept pouring into their ears. screaming.

Roar.

The zombie was talking vigorously, and the whooping sound gradually acquired some pitch. Although it could not make out what it was, it no longer looked like a zombie, but it had the same meaning as when a baby was just learning to speak. When those companions quarreled, it suddenly forgot how to pronounce, opened its mouth and moved, and made the same hooting sound as before, turned its head angrily, stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, and looked down. He roared loudly.

The monsters kept their mouths tightly shut, looked down at their feet, and didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

The sky gradually darkened, the earth was shrouded in darkness, and the huge corpses were submerged in the darkness. However, if you climb up the hill and look down, you can see countless blood-red eyes swaying slightly, like It is a sea of ​​stars.

The zombie didn't speak anymore, just lowered its head, and continued to stare at the two figures that appeared in its eyes.

Slowly, the figures began to overlap. The speed was very slow, but it gradually became clearer, as if it saw something.

... "Damn it, Bob, did you remember the wrong location?"

It was getting dark, and two beams of lights were projected on the ground. A pickup truck was galloping crazily across the wilderness. One-eyed Ritter shouted angrily, slapped the window, and stared fiercely at the surrounding wilderness, "This is the sixth There's no more room, Bob, and you just wait for my wrath."

"Head, I really remember correctly."

Bob shivered, recalling carefully, his mind was spinning rapidly, "Could it be that guy walked away by himself?"

"Impossible, if the zombies don't merge into the corpse tide, it is impossible to go far alone."

One-eyed Lite shook his head, and slapped Bob on the back of the head, "You are a pig, you have been in the company for so long, and you don't understand this bit of common sense? Even if you walk again, it is only a few kilometers away, you Look, where are the monsters around now? Where are they?"

"Don't worry, head, there is one last place." Bob gritted his teeth, "Don't worry, head, it won't escape, I swear."

"Hopefully."

One-eyed looked forward with some disappointment, and clenched his fists, "I found it, if I want it to turn into a zombie, wake up and beg me to let it go."

The vehicle was speeding, and Bob didn't dare to stop for a rest. With his eyes wide open, he galloped along the direction he remembered with the help of the headlights of the car, while searching for every suspicious figure. Amidst the bumps, the sky gradually dawned stand up.

The sun was shining on Ritter's one eye, he lazily opened his eyes and stretched, moved his body, and found a comfortable position, "Did you find it?"

"not yet."

Seeing Ritter's cold gaze projected over, Bob shouted hastily, "We'll find it right away, there are footprints all over the ground, I suspect it was involved in the tide of corpses."

"I don't care about the tide of corpses."

One-eyed Lite grabbed Bob's neck and said fiercely, "I only want Guo, do you hear me, I only want him."

"Yes, yes, we will find it soon."

Bob covered his neck and panted heavily, "Head, I'm chasing in the direction of the tide of corpses, and I'll find them soon, but..."

Hesitantly glanced at One-eyed Ritter, and Bob said, "What if it's really inside?"

One-eyed Lite touched his bald head, narrowed his eyes, and did not speak for a while. Just when Bob thought he would not answer yes, One-eyed Lite opened his mouth and said slowly, "Then we will wait at a distance. Wait until it reaches the periphery of the corpse tide before doing anything." Bob breathed a sigh of relief, his one-eyed eyes flickered, and suddenly he slapped him on the back of the head, "You goddamn idiot, don't think I'll let you drive the car in Bar."

"Idiot, what an idiot." One-eyed Ritter muttered, "That's a wave of corpses, I'm not that stupid."

The ground is full of footprints, big and small, with different shades, which makes the wilderness much smoother, and the pickup truck running on it does not have the same bumps as before.

"Head, look quickly."

Bob suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted in surprise, the car body shook and almost fell into a pit.

One-eyed Lite frowned and looked forward, then burst out laughing, "Drive over, drive over."

One kilometer away, a figure was sitting on a small hill, the sun shot behind him, and only a vague shadow could be seen.

However, Ritter and Bob, as the earliest experimenters of the evolution fluid, had long been members of the evolutionary elite. Their pupils only contracted slightly, and they could clearly see that the figure was Guo Fei, whom they had been searching for all night but failed to find. .

The wheels turned, the engine roared and rushed towards the hill. The two men looked at the front ferociously. The bald Ritter stretched out his hand in excitement, and slapped the door vigorously, knocking out the thickened steel plate door. There were dents.

Startled by the distant sound, the zombie looked up at the galloping pickup, then lowered its head again.

The figures were still overlapping, and gradually turned into one person, the face was much clearer, and Miya's appearance could be vaguely recognized.

Who is she?
The zombie stared at the figure, and the doubts in his mind became more and more serious.

The stones at his feet vibrated slightly, gradually separated from his feet, and rolled down the hill.

The figure exploded like soap bubbles, the zombie's eyes widened, and he scanned left and right, but he couldn't find the figure that disturbed his heart.

"Haha, Guo, my dear friend, it was really hard to find you."

One-eyed Lite jumped out of the car, stood under the hill and snapped his fingers, raised his head ferociously and looked at the zombie in front of him, "Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, it's so miserable, you've been beaten like a dead dog , I didn’t expect to be a monster and get injured all over.”

"Baby, come back with us."

A steel cable went over, Bob licked his lips, excitedly held up the pole, and took a few steps up.

Roar.

The zombie was disturbed, and anger welled up in his heart. He stretched out his palm, grabbed the steel cable in his hand, and roared at the two of them in a low voice.

If it hadn't been thinking about that figure, it would have pounced on it long ago. The aura on the two of them was extremely attractive, and they kept exuding a smell that was even more fragrant than the brains of the companion it smashed yesterday. They all started to get a little restless.

"Hahaha, head, see, it's angry, haha, if it's angry, the zombie will still be angry." Bob laughed so hard that tears came out, bent over, and kept pointing at the other party.

"Guo, don't worry, I have prepared the best game for you, come on, come here."

One-eyed Li Te grinned and said, leaning against the car door, and gently patted the iron cage behind, "Come on, come in by yourself, do you see a house specially prepared for you?"

Bob pulled the steel cable vigorously with the zombie, and slowly he stopped smiling and frowned, "Head, something seems wrong."

One-eyed Ritter looked at him, and Bob looked back, stammering, "Its strength is too great, it seems that it has also evolved."

"idiot."

Ritter cursed, stepped forward and grabbed the pole, "Give it to me, you idiot, what can it do if it evolves? It's just a monster, look at you, get out of here."

A burst of strength erupted from the arm muscles, and one-eyed Lite firmly grasped the pole and brought it to his arms, "Come down for me, my dear friend."

Roar.

The zombie stood up, and was not pulled down the hill by him, but roared loudly to the sky.

Behind it, there was a frightening echo, and countless zombies emerged from behind the hill, staring at them with blood-red eyes.

"Damn it, go, go."

Ritter dropped the pole and turned around and ran. Bob was dumbfounded, pointed at the tide of corpses, and stammered, "Head, head, corpse tide."

(End of this chapter)