The rebirth of the doomsday scholar

Chapter 84

Gufu was startled, looked at the empty bottle in his hand, quickly estimated its destructive power, felt that it was completely unreliable, hurried to the safe in the corner, and pressed the password——

To put it bluntly, country B is not a [-]% safe place. Before and after he came, he had heard stories about the toughness of the people here, and he had personally seen bloody incidents in which there was a big fight in public. So, like some other teammates, I bought a gun for self-defense, but I didn't expect it to be really useful.

Gufu held the gun in both hands and faced the door, just waiting for that person or non-human to appear, and then he immediately made a judgment, maybe shot immediately.

The door was about to be smashed open—

At this time, Gufu suddenly remembered something. In the zombie movies I have seen before, shooting a gun can certainly kill one or two zombies, but the sound of the gun will attract the attention of more nearby zombies. If a large number of zombies are besieging, it is not a gun. It can be solved.

He also remembered that zombies also have a share, and some zombies are located entirely by human breath...

He decided to take a chance, so before the door opened, he quickly and silently got under the bed and took a big breath.

The door opened and he held his breath.Look out through the narrow gap between the hem of the sheet and the floor.

The "person" who came in didn't wear shoes, his left foot was bare, and the sock on his right foot couldn't be seen. The "it" walked in staggeringly, breathing heavily, and it moved slowly, as if it was looking for something.

Guver's heart beat so fast that it almost burst out of his chest——

Although he can't see the whole picture of "it", he can be sure that this is not something a rational human being can do.

His gaze was fixed on those feet, tensing or relaxing as they got closer and closer to him.

Wait, what did he see?Gufu was startled suddenly, and he suddenly realized that the thing wrapped around the man's right foot was not a sock, but... a rehabilitation bandage!
A strong sense of familiarity hit his heart, he remembered, he had an impression of this!He has seen it many times in the locker room!
Gufu couldn't suppress the strong speculation in his heart, he lifted the bed sheet up.

The man just turned around so that the right side of his body was facing his direction - at this time Guver saw not only the feet, but also the pants the man was wearing and the number printed on the pants.

——It’s ball pants!Although it is already dirty, it can still be seen that it should be a white bottom with a dark blue embroidered number 14 on it!
He couldn't bear it, he lifted the bed sheet completely, poked his head out, and saw the whole body of the man - sure enough, the man was wearing a dark blue jersey.

That person is Turan, his teammate of the F country team!
The two usually play very close to each other on the field. Gufu is an organizational midfielder and Turan is a defensive midfielder. Before the World Cup, they played for the same club and can be said to be double teammates of the national team and the club.In addition, the two are also good friends and good buddies off the court. They once talked together about the topic of "what if you win the World Cup in the future".

Yes, Guver remembered that Turan suffered a sprained ankle in a game half a year ago. He was forced to leave the field and received treatment immediately. Although he was suspended for N games afterwards, he recovered before the World Cup , After evaluation, it was considered that he could play, but he did not remove the rehabilitation bandage as directed by the doctor.

Gufu finally couldn't hold back, got out from under the bed, and stared at the man fixedly.

He didn't deliberately hold his breath anymore, Turan seemed to feel his presence, and turned towards him.

There was a burst of grief in Gufu's heart——

Now, he was no longer the Turan he was familiar with.His expression was dull, his hair and clothes were dirty, his body was covered with scars, his breath was rancid, and his face was distorted.

He is no longer human.

Turan came towards him.

Gufu took a step back. He instinctively raised his gun and pointed it at his former teammates, but his hands were shaking.

Turan took another step towards him.

"Jerry." Guver couldn't help calling.

This is Turan's nickname. The two have a good relationship in private. Sometimes they call each other's nickname to show intimacy or tease, just as Turan would change his nickname to the feminine "Yona" - in the past, if he heard This title will definitely be filled with old fists.

Only now, he might never expect to hear him call himself "Yona" from this mouth again.

Turan stopped.There seemed to be a trace of human emotions on that terrifying face.

Gufu was overjoyed, he...hasn't completely...become inhuman yet?And... is there any help?

He put down his gun and asked carefully, "Jerry, what's wrong with you?"

Turan did not answer.

"You're still wearing your jersey. Did you go out with them after winning the championship and didn't have time to change into your casual clothes? Or didn't you change on purpose... In the end, what happened? What happened to you... and them?"

Gufu had countless questions in his mind, but he didn't get any response.In a daze, he suddenly remembered something about that night——

He drank too much and was woken up in the middle of the night by the need to urinate. When he passed the window, he pulled up the curtains and looked outside. The hotel was brightly lit, like a city that never sleeps, and countless fans were still carnival all night.

He remembered that he smiled narcissistically at the time, and felt that being one of the protagonists tonight was nothing less than a highlight moment in his life.

Highlights... Yes, at that moment, he really saw highlights that were not metaphorical!

That is, a strong white light that can almost illuminate the entire city——

Could it be that it wasn't the fireworks I thought it was, but... the reason for this mutation?

Think back to the disaster movie I watched—nuclear test?Alien?meteorite?
Gufu didn't have time to think about it, so he noticed with sharp eyes that a small piece of sharp glass-like thing was stuck in Turan's arm. The blood around him had solidified and the wound was grim, but he didn't seem to feel any pain or discomfort at all. , just let it stay there.

Gufu quickly thought, maybe the influence of the white light itself did not cover too much area, maybe its power impacted the building, and the flying stones and glass fragments brought the damage to a farther place?
——Fortunately, he even suspected that the opponent's fans were doing the sabotage, so he couldn't help but smile wryly. It would be fine if it was the opponent's fans doing the sabotage.

In a daze, Turan seemed to be walking towards him again after a brief silence.

Guver had to back away again, "Jerry, don't do this."

He didn't want to raise his gun and point it at his former teammates, compatriots, and friends.They just defeated the national team of country I side by side, and took home the trophy that they haven't seen for many years. They haven't returned to the country to go on a bus parade, accept people's cheers, and haven't thought about their next step...

Turan took another step towards him.

Gufu has reached the corner, and there is no way to retreat. "Jerry—"

At last he raised his gun again, and wept at the same time.

But raising the gun was just a formality, he didn't have the strength to pull the trigger at all.

He even thought, just die like this. Since even Turan is no longer human, it is conceivable that other teammates, coaches, people outside the football team, people from country B, and people from other countries , It is estimated that it is still human, and there are not many.

Even if he can escape from Turan, can he be guaranteed to escape from other zombies?
His hand holding the gun was completely weak, and his vision was blurred by tears.And at this moment, he felt his arm raised, and the barrel of the gun hit something.

Gufu was taken aback, held back his tears and opened his eyes wide, only to find that Turan had raised his hand a little higher at some point, so that the gun that was originally level with his chest was aimed at his head.

Turan's face was still contorted, but his eyes—yes, he still had eyes—were strangely calm, as if conveying the meaning of not needing to speak.

Gufu couldn't help opening his mouth in surprise.

what does he mean?He... didn't take advantage of his weak will to do something to himself?Assimilate yourself into his image?
He actually raised his arm so that the muzzle of the gun was aimed at his head?Was he implying... to shoot himself?
Guver's lips trembled slightly, not sure about his guess.

——Turan still retains the vague consciousness of human beings, and he hopes that Gufu will end his inhuman life!He also purposely aimed himself at his head!That's... the deadly place for him, right?
Gufu's thoughts jumped quickly... Could it be that Turan used his only memory to find the hotel from nowhere, walked up this floor, came to this room, and found him for this purpose?
When Gufu was at a loss, Turan seemed a little impatient, and pushed his gun with his head. Seeing that he didn't respond, he even tried to reach out to reach the trigger, but because this action required a certain degree of precision, he couldn't. Done successfully.Gufu woke up with a start, found his intention, and hurriedly backed away—Turan couldn't wait, would he rather do it himself?
Three steps away, Turan had a strange expression, mouthing with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something so that he could understand what he meant.But despite all his efforts, the muscles at the corners of his mouth—if they were normal muscles—only affected slight changes.

But Gufu seemed to understand, he seemed to understand what sound Turan wanted to make, he even almost heard that sound——

"Yo..."

Yona.

— Turan knew him.

For some reason, Guver has no energy left to recall the logic involved in the relevant parts of those disaster films—or in other words, those disaster films actually have no logic that can withstand scrutiny.

In short, Turan used his remaining rationality to ask himself, to ask himself, to implore himself——

Gufe closed his eyes, then opened them again.

Well, since this is his wish.

It's just that he couldn't help but shoot him, watching how his former friend's head exploded.

Gufer mechanically removed the sheet and covered Turan with it, covering him from head to toe.

When he was doing these things, Turan didn't move, and his whole body seemed to be in a relaxed state.

Guver leaned closer to his friend's ear under the sheet, "Jerry, if there is a next life, I hope we can still be teammates and friends."

After speaking, he walked away a little, raised his gun——

(End of this chapter)