Heroic Death System

You can leave the city and try to choose a sparsely populated suburb. During this period, you will find a few good weapons. Unfortunately, most of the hot weapons such as firearms have no energy, and only cold weapons such as long knives can be used. He originally wanted to get a car, and finally gave up because of energy problems.

At dusk, several processing factories were found in the suburbs. There is a river near the factory. The river is surprisingly clear, probably because it has not been polluted by industrial waste and wastewater for many years, and gradually recovered its vitality by relying on its own purification ability.

I could take a shower in the creek, take out all the things in my backpack and wash them again. Then I only wear a pair of underwear and hide in a factory. The washed clothes were dried by him at the window. It is summer and it can be dried in one night.

He searched around the factory and found no zombies. It may have gathered in the city, or it has been hidden. For the sake of safety, you can find a relatively concealed and convenient escape room as your resting place.

The night came quietly, and the sound of mosquitoes and flies came from the ears, but they did not seem to dare to absorb the blood. Still reliable on the wall, no sleep, watching them fly in groups in the air. It was strange that there was no light in the room and his vision was unaffected. Even the cobwebs in the corners are clear.

If you can still take a look at the mirror, you will find his eyes in the dark, shining with dark golden light, like a crouching cheetah.

Since you can't sleep, you can decide to test your abilities. From the coordination of the body, flexibility and the strength of the hands and feet, to magic, Taoism, etc., try one by one. It turns out that in addition to the lack of proficiency in the previously studied martial arts, the tricks are basically free to use, and the magic and the Tao are not ideal. They seem to be limited by the physical strength, and only some primary skills can be used. For example, a small flame, plus a light body and the like.

Although not satisfactory, as long as you are careful, self-protection is still no problem. Moreover, he is still immortal, but he is not in a hurry, he really does not want to experience the taste of death.

In the dark night, the screams of zombies came faintly, as if they were crying, they were terrible. There are also a few low-level zombies that are scattered outside the factory. They have no wit and five senses are relatively slow. As long as they don't make much noise, they will not be alarmed.

It is still in the darkness, listening to the cry of zombies, silently performing physical training.

Time passed by in the training, and I went to the dawn without knowing it. When the first sunshine came in from the window, it was calm outside.

You can still put on the clothes to dry, carry the bag up, pay close attention to the movement around, and make sure that there is no danger before you carefully walk out of the factory.

The air in the suburbs is much cleaner than in the city, although some bones and carrion are seen from time to time, but few piles appear.

"Who?"

When I was on the road, I heard a low-pitched, low-spirited drink coming from a tree in the distance.

Can still follow the prestige, I saw that there were five figures, four men and one woman, ranging from 25 to 40.

The five people saw it, but they took a break and then relaxed a little, but still kept the basic alert.

"Younger brother, where did you come from? How did one person appear here?" asked the head of the 30-strong man who was able to look at it.

"My partner and I have gone away. Only one person can go back to the base first." After answering, he asked, "Where are you going? Don't know if you can't take the road, can you take me a ride?"

The strong man stared at it for a long while and said: "We are going to return to the base and can bring you, but we must first check your body to make sure you have not been bitten by the zombies."

Still silent for a while, then smiled at the only woman in their team: "So trouble this sister?"

However, the woman did not return, but turned her attention to the strong man headed.

The man smacked his lips and hugged his chest: "How can a girl of Charty check the body for you, or let me come."

Said, he stepped forward and walked.

Still can't see a trace of goodwill in his eyes, and several other men also made unclear laughter.

Just as he was ready to drink, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the woods and went straight to the door of a strong man.

The man jumped agilely and escaped a fatal blow.

While still taking out the long knife, I also saw what was just attacking the man. He is small and thin, like a child of eight or nine years old, with dry skin and a clear outline of the bones. A pair of white eyes, staring at everyone without a focal length.

The most basic way to distinguish the level of zombies is to look at the color of the eyelids. The lower level is "grey", the intermediate level is "white", the high level is "red", the level is "purple" or "green", and the king level is "gold". .

This is just an intermediate white.

"It’s a white-eyed zombie, everyone is careful!” The strong men took out their weapons one after another, four of them used guns, and only one used a long knife.

The voice did not fall, and the zombie rushed to him again. With his movements, Lin Zhong successively ran out several zombies.

A group of people quickly became a group with the zombies, but the strange thing is that there is no zombie active attack.

I don't think I have a special buff from attack, otherwise he will not be killed by a zombie before.

So how do you explain the situation at hand? Is it just a coincidence? This group of zombies decided to kill the five people and solve him again?

The strong man seems to have noticed this anomaly. While fighting, he intentionally or unconsciously approached Shangke’s side in an attempt to transfer firepower to him.

However, even if the two are only five or six meters apart, the zombies will only attack him. What is even more tragic is that the zombies who originally attacked other people also came around. The result is that not only does the firepower not shift, but it is more concentrated, and all of them are concentrated on him.

The strong man lay a grass in his heart, and he did not understand what was going on. Is there something hidden in his body that attracts zombies?

"What are you stupid to look at? Still just to help!" The man who was besieged by the zombies was furious.

Others immediately recovered from the stagnation and rejoined the battle circle.

It is still possible to take a step back and not have an urgent shot. Watching the battle for a while, I finally decided to leave. These men just saw his eyes are not good, and choosing to walk with them is definitely not a wise move.

When I was able to turn around, I suddenly felt a pain in my back. When I looked down, I was accidentally scratched by the thorn on the branch.

Still can't care, speed up and run away from the woods far from the battle circle.

He didn't pay attention. Just when he was scratched, the zombies who had attacked the five people stopped, and then turned to look at the branch that left the **** trace. One of the zombies was the one. The branches were bitten, and then, along with other zombies, they shouted in the direction of disappearing.

As for the five-person squad, it was completely left behind by the zombies. Because they found more "delicious" food!

Still not running a few hundred meters, I found something wrong. Looking back, I was shocked to find that the zombies who were originally besieging the five people were immediately behind him.

Don't you not attack him? How did he catch up when he ran? Are you a dog? See people running and chasing!

Still able to work hard under the feet, like a blast in the open field rushing, a group of zombies chasing after him, with a burst of screams, many zombies were also attracted, including a few Only red eyes and zombies.

It’s still the turn of the next round. Keep running, it will only attract more zombies. Still have to suspend the pace, choose a location that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and prepare to play with this group of zombies.

Although he has no abilities, his military power is not low, and he is more than enough to deal with dozens of low-level zombies.

It is still possible to stand at the commanding heights and draw long swords and zombies from the siege.

A silver road is intertwined in the air, and it is still possible to reap the zombie's head in an action, without letting them have a chance to be close.

Half an hour later, the head of the last zombie could be cut off and the battle was temporarily ended.

In the distance, it is faintly visible that many zombies are still approaching this side, but they still dare not delay, and jumped out and fled to the woods.

However, he has not yet ran a few steps, and a big hand appeared out of thin air, piercing his body from behind him without warning.

I can still look down at this big hand, my fingers are strong and strong, my sharp nails are stained with his blood, and there is a fierce cold light.

The big hand slowly pulled out and pulled his heart out.

Still able to turn his head stiffly, seeing a burly man, he has a pair of cold gold plaque, the skin is bronzed, a black hair messy on his shoulders, looks like normal humans. However, his eyes and skin clearly tell Shangke that this is a zombie and a unique king-level zombie.

Rather, he is one of the two goals that he is still anxious to look for - the Zombie King.

The still good body was broken through a blood hole, but the consciousness was still very clear.

The emperor took his familiar atmosphere, but it was very weak, but he could not fully determine his identity. He had just pierced his right hand and his palm was not flawed.

I could still watch him crush his heart, throw it on the ground, and then turn around without hesitation, let the zombies chased around him, surrounded him, swallowed...

Can still endure the pain of being divided, tears rolling from the eyelids, I do not know because of the pain of the body, or because of the coldness of the zombies.

He is not his own man... but he can say to himself in his heart.

After experiencing so many worlds, he can't even recognize his own men. Thinking of this, the mood is still a little better. It was just the pain of being torn and bitten, and he continued to afflict his nerves. He did not even have the right to faint. He watched his body awakely and was greeted by zombies.

After dozens of minutes, the zombies have dispersed, leaving only a beautiful human head and a piece of broken meat broken...