After I Became a Zombie, My Face Is Paralyzed

It rained in Pucheng for two days in a row, and Rong Yun's condition did not improve, and even worsened day by day.

The desperate shortage of medical equipment and medicine has left injured people almost in a desperate situation.

But more desperate things are yet to come.

People who were scratched and bitten by zombie beasts and failed to inject serum in time began to show symptoms of zombie virus infection one after another.

Slowly large festering livedo spots appeared on their skin, and they began to wander about deliriously.

Xiao Shenwei looked out from the closed window and knew that the city was beginning to fall.

In less than three days, this place will become a dead city full of zombies.

They have to get out of here.

The only serum left on the body was used on Rong Yun, but the inflammation of the wound caused Rong Yun to have a fever.

The continuous low fever made Rong Yun lose his energy, his lips were pale, and he was groggy.

It's just that he kept holding Xiao Shenwei's hand and didn't let go.

It was as if Xiao Shenwei would disappear as soon as he let go.

Xiao Shenwei grabbed an off-road vehicle and started from Pucheng all the way west.

The nearest large settlement is Daxing.

The child wanted to follow them, but Xiao Shenwei refused on the grounds that the road was too dangerous.

He'll be safer by following the large army of survivors in the city.

Because he can't guarantee when he will suddenly enter the state of mourning.

The bean-sized raindrops pounded on the car window, and the injury made Rong Yun's pheromone smell unscrupulously permeate the small space in the car.

Xiao Shenwei held the steering wheel, trying his best to concentrate and not pay attention to the changes in the air.

But it's hard.

He injected himself with the No. 7 factor, but found that it had little effect.

He was still hungry.

I was so hungry that my head started to go blank, and I just wanted to pierce my teeth into the charming alpha body around me.

The car stopped slowly.

Xiao Shenwei loosened the steering wheel and slowly moved closer.

A voice kept echoing in my head.

...eat him, eat him...

...smelling good...

...so hungry...

The cold teeth rubbed against Rong Yun's neck, which was hot from the fever.

Rong Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

In the haze, Xiao Shenwei heard someone calling his name.

"Xiao Shenwei..."

"Wake up... Xiao Shenwei..."

"!!"

Xiao Shenwei blinked, panting to wake up, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

so close…

Almost he...

Xiao Shenwei gritted his teeth and continued to drive:

"Just hold on, hold on, we will soon reach Daxing."

I don't know if I'm talking to Rong Yun, or I'm talking to myself.

The snow in the wasteland has not melted away, and it is all dazzling white.

The smell in the air was like poison, bit by bit eroding Xiao Shenwei's mind.

He kept biting his arm, trying to keep himself awake.

The high fever kept Rong Yun almost in a drowsy state.

Countless times before Xiao Shenwei was overwhelmed by pheromones and was about to do something irreversible, he could always force himself to wake up from chaos.

Then the rain stopped and the car ran out of fuel and broke down.

Xiao Shenwei brought the compass, water bottle, and some scattered dry food, carried Rong Yun, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state, step by step, and walked slowly and firmly in the direction of Daxing.

From day to night, and from night to dawn.

He wished he could give birth to a pair of wings and fly all the way to Daxing.

Rong Yun's bandages should be changed frequently.

His body was hot, but he kept screaming cold.

Xiao Shenwei was at a loss when holding Rong Yun's body, and wanted to hold Rong Yun's hand tightly, but found that his hand was too cold.

In the end, he could only wrap Rong Yun in his arms through thick clothes and sleeping bags, his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

He says:

"…sorry Sorry…"

...sorry, I'm too cold to warm you with my body...

...sorry, I didn't protect you well...

...sorry, I can't save you...

…Sorry, I Love You…

Rong Yun's lips were as pale as dry petals, and Xiao Shenwei could only moisten his lips with water from time to time.

The man was so burned that he was almost unconscious, but his lips were slightly pursed when he was in a coma.

Xiao Shenwei leaned over to listen, only to realize that what Rong Yun had been talking about was his own name:

"Xiao Shenwei..."

"...Xiao Shenwei."

For a moment, Xiao Shenwei felt his heart beat fiercely.

What followed was an overwhelming sour feeling.

This person probably loves him to the bottom of his heart, in his dreams, in his mouth, and in his heart.

It's just that Xiao Shenwei is almost unable to control himself.

What he fears most is not that the road is blocked and the horse is dead, but that he suddenly wakes up one day and finds that Rong Yun has been hurt by himself who has lost consciousness.

Then he would never forgive himself.

The days on the road passed very slowly, and every minute and every second was a torment for Xiao Shenwei.

He can resist everything except temptation.

And now, this huge temptation is lying on his back, unconscious.

As long as he wants, he can have a full meal at any time and obtain both physical and psychological satisfaction.

Xiao Shenwei almost failed to reach Daxing.

He could hardly hold on.

The cold body and blue nails reminded him all the time that he is now a zombie.

His brain is always awake and drowsy, and his arms are full of deep bite marks to wake him up.

He walked for five days and five nights with Rong Yun on his back, and finally arrived at Daxing City before dawn.

The new city wall is very strong, and there are still fires shining on the city, which are the city guards on duty.

Rong Yun was sound asleep.

Xiao Shenwei bent down and gently kissed Rong Yun's dry lips, took out the small wooden sculpture from his arms and put it in Rong Yun's palm.

"...Xiao Shenwei."

In his sleep, Rong Yun frowned slightly, raised his hand and held Xiao Shenwei's wrist: "...don't go...don't leave me..."

"…"

Xiao Shenwei's eyes were sour, and he almost nodded in agreement, but when he looked down, he saw his pale fingers.

...sorry, I will hurt you...

"Rong Yun, live well."

Xiao Shenwei whispered a word in Rong Yun's ear, stretched out his hand and opened Rong Yun's fingers one by one, tears filled his eyes.

"I love you."

"Bang bang bang-"

Xiao Shenwei knocked on the city gate, and when he saw the fire approaching from the city head, he turned and hid in the night.

"Who?"

"who?"

"I don't know, I didn't see anyone."

"…"

"Hey, eldest, eldest! There seems to be a person lying on the ground!"

"He seems to have passed out."

"…"

He hid behind the snowy **** not far away and watched the city guards carry people into the city with all his might, before he wiped his eyes and stood up.

Unexpectedly, it was dark in front of him, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

…

…

When Xiao Shenwei opened his eyes, he was completely stunned.

He sat up and stared at the green color of Cistanche deserticola for half a minute.

…who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do? ?

The air was filled with a pungent **** smell, Xiao Shenwei sniffed and retched from the irritation on the spot.

... mouth area.

When he turned his head, Xiao Shenwei was even more confused.

A piebald tiger fell miserably to the ground, with deep scratches all over his body, and several large pits were hammered out of the huge tiger's head.

...Who did it? It's too cruel...

Xiao Shenwei stood up with his body propped up, but when he lowered his head, he found his insanely long fingernails, blood stains and yellow fluff on his fingernails.

The fluff is 99 percent identical to the fur on the piebald tiger.

Xiao Shenwei's mouth twitched.

...Oh, it seems I did it.

He thought about the countless possibilities after losing human consciousness, such as wandering into the army of zombies, or finding a quiet fall to support the old but surviving.

But he never imagined that the first thing he did after his death was to go to the oasis to find a piebald tiger?

...how much hatred?

It wasn't until later that he suddenly realized:

Back then in Pucheng, the big guy who almost ate a bite of Rong Yun, wasn't he a piebald tiger before his death? ?

Xiao Shenwei circled around the piebald tiger, feeling a little regretful.

...What a good tiger skin, I was scratched by myself like this.

He knocked on his head, trying to subconsciously talk to his mourned self.

...then what, let's have a discussion, slaughter the beast in the future, try to make the fur as complete as possible, but it is valuable and can be exchanged for a lot of food.

A crow croaked and flew overhead.

Xiao Shenwei pouted and ended his stupid behavior.

It doesn't feel good to be hungry.

To be honest, Xiao Shenwei hasn't felt hungry for a long time since partnering with Rong Yun.

But now, the growling stomach is constantly protesting Xiao Shenwei's abuse of it.

At this moment, Xiao Shenwei was numb to the poor brother Tiger's body.

...how do you eat this? ?

The zombie's instinct told him that he didn't need to worry about anything, he would be completely OjbK if he held it alive.

But human reason told him:

Raw meat is not good.

Not only is it not tasty, but it is also unpalatable, extremely unpalatable.

Xiao Shenwei touched the still-dry clothes, and took out a box of matches wrinkled by the rain from his arms.

...the decision is yours, grilled tiger legs!

Then he opened the matchbox.

The box was damp, and the matches seemed to be useless.

Xiao Shenwei: ...Liao!

...Do you want me to drill wood to make fire here? ?

It seems that God still hasn't given up on him completely.

Xiao Shenwei rummaged through the matchbox and finally found three matches that were not damp.

He is now extremely fortunate that he had flipped through the "Wild Survival Guide" when he was bored.

At least he knows how to make a fire now, so that he won't hold a match and look at the tiger's head, and face the dead brother tiger in a daze.

However, the reality made Xiao Shenwei fall to the ground again.

Practice tells him that some jokes are reasonable when they exist, such as:

Eyes: I will!

Brain: Me too!

Hand: You know Pippi! !

Xiao Shenwei wiped his blackened face, and expressionlessly stretched out his hand to cut off the scorched hair on his forehead.

…Life is not easy, do it and cherish it.

I am so hard.

Lighting a fire consumed the only three matches on Xiao Shenwei's body.

Xiao Shenwei poked at the tiger meat that was roughly torn into strips with a branch, and put it on the flames to set it on fire.

The burnt aroma of the barbecued meat slowly revealed, and then Xiao Shenwei watched helplessly as a small orange flame ignited on the tiger meat.

The small flame was beating happily, no matter how much it was blown.

Xiao Shenwei was extremely unhappy.

In the end, he still couldn't bear to attack the strange black thing, stretched his hand far away, and pretended that he didn't do it himself.

The second piece of meat didn't catch fire, just a little charred on the surface.

But the aroma is still strong.

Xiao Shenwei put the piece of meat into his mouth with faith (seeing) in his heart (death) full (like) full (returning).

The so-called first time raw, second time cooked, the second piece of meat should be able to eat... right?

Then…

"The mouth area... blah blah blah..."

…raw.

Real outer focus.

Xiao Shenwei hugged his knees and sat aside, thinking about life with a paralyzed face.

What are the three mourning beasts encountered in Pucheng?

...this is the real human suffering!

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Every little angel deserves sweet love~

1. The stars will shine in the sky, and so will you when you are in my eyes.

2. I told the tree hole about my love for you, which was hidden and tucked away, but when the wind passed through the tree hole, I accidentally heard my heart.

Later, when the wind blew through the fields and across the city, the whole world knew that I liked you.

3. The best things are nothing more than the bright sunshine in the morning, the fragrance of flowers brought by the wind in spring, the stars and the sparkling fireflies in the night.

I love the best of everything in this world, and of course the best of you.

4. I like you more than ice coke in summer, blueberry jam in a small cake, the middle sip of iced watermelon, and a cup of hot cocoa in the snow in winter.

You are not the sweetest, you are sweeter than the sweetest.

5. I like a lot of things, I like eating cute little cakes, I like cute dogs and cats, I like the cute and cute Milky Way in the sky, I also like the cute and cute fireworks of the Drum Tower and the smiles of children.

But since I met you, all the lovely things in the world are like you.

6. They say the world is not worth it. But you are worth it. You are the most worthy.

7. I want to give you the best things in the world, and later found that you are the best.

Then what should I do, otherwise I will give myself to you, and I think I am fine too.