Apocalypse Cockroach

9 February 2013

Since the death torn by the D virus nine days ago, after more than a week of nurturing, the body has recovered and slowly gained strength to start training. Though he has gone through the nightmare test of life and death, his body hasn't changed much, his strength hasn't gotten stronger, he hasn't gotten more flexible, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's myopia glasses haven't been removed. I wonder which pig's feet in the starting novel are infected with the virus. Either it's space alienation, it's a storage space to play with, or it's Superman. Why don't we just pick the best zombies in the world?

Playing with the D virus, he tried to kill himself, but he couldn't even hold his job for a week.

“Alas!!!!!!!!!” Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed, different lives!!!

“Huh! Whoo!” Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped, the iron gun thrust forward one at a time, retracting one at a time. The sweat kept coming out of his forehead, invading the scar on his head, slightly stinging. He kept coming out of his gun, wasting as much energy as he could, adding a little life saving capital to himself.

Drop the iron gun and rub the sore wrist, pick up the mineral water on the coffee table and sip. “Ha!!!” I felt comfortable for a while. Although it was the end of the life, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt more fulfilled than before. Exercise after getting up every day, eat breakfast, 5,000 assassinations, finish your lunch, sleep a nap, practice assassinations, eat dinner, play stand-alone games, sleep! Not even what he used to treasure. Strength rises linearly and weight decreases linearly.

“People! It was all forced out!!” Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed.

The usual way of coming to the window to raise the eyeglass observer, has become a habit, there is nothing outside the zombie to show him, in the binoculars the zombie seems to have reached under the nose, every move can be seen clearly.

Despite more than a dozen days of heavy rain, the sky is still so gloomy and dark, with dark gray clouds stacked against the winter sun. Only a few of those weak spots illuminated the city with a little light.

“Has it started evolving? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang held the telescope and said to himself, the heavy rain the other day did not wash the street clean, broken bones, broken glass, discarded beverage bottles, scattered around.

When I think of the heavy rain the other day, I have a hidden pain in my body. The rain not only carries the virus, but also has strong corrosivity. The steel fence outside the window becomes rusty. If I hadn't looked at it every day, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have thought that the fence had been corroded by water vapor for more than 10 years. Are those rainwater, the legendary acid rain?

Rainwater corroded clothes were torn to pieces by the zombies as they roamed, leaving only a few pieces of rag head scattered on the zombies.

The zombies roam the streets as before, the walking room is a little more flexible, the nail length on the paws is longer, some of the zombies start to grow taller and stronger, there is no longer any difference between walking and walking normally, the naked, exposed skin is bright black, many ordinary zombies blocked in front of it are hit on the ground, but it has no effect on it. Others have become thinner, smaller, more agile, more flexible joints, have been able to overcome some of the smaller obstacles, and the nails on their paws are longer, more than double the size of ordinary zombies.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's head is a little cold. The zombies are beginning to evolve. Is there any hope for mankind? With his telescope in his arms, he slowly pulled the blood on his fingers and began to retreat, turning blue.

Drop the binoculars for 10 times, your mouth is full of bitterness, light a cigarette deep into your lungs and slowly spit it out, leaning against the windowsill with nothing but brain decay.

Through these days of observation, there are about 200 zombies downstairs, nine evolutionarily mutated zombies, three agile zombies and six powerful zombies. The variation rate is about five percent, and his city of Y has a population of 500,000. With a base of 25,000 mutant zombies, with a population of 1.5 billion in China, 75 million mutant zombies and 7 billion people worldwide? He shook a chill... and didn't dare go any further.

Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned against the windowsill and stared at the zombies downstairs. His feet were full of cigarette butts. He remembers a major American film he had seen before, Dancing with Wolves, in which Lt. Dunbar, the film's protagonist, lost touch with the outside world. Living alone in a peaceful and monotonous life in the infinite wilderness of heaven, only one and two forelegs accompanied him by a white wolf.

He is much stronger than Zhang Xiaoqiang. He has the whole field, and Zhang Xiaoqiang can only be trapped in the house by countless zombies looking out the window. The wolf named "Two White Socks” liked to cheer around him, while Zhang Xiaoqiang had only one "unnamed cockroach” that would just lie quietly on the bottom of the bottle and die.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the mineral water bottle in front of him, the cockroach still died in the bottom of the bottle, shaking the bottle, the cockroach was crawling around the bottom of the bottle, constantly trying to climb out of the bottle mouth, it fell again and again, Zhang Xiaoqiang quietly watched, some sad for the cockroach, more for his own grief, he was no different from the cockroach in the bottle, all bound by their fate.

Watching the cockroach's heart rise, he suddenly wants to go to the roof to see the day, the land, the city and the Yangtze River by the city!!!

If you think about it, tie up the knife, hang up the binoculars, pick up the iron gun and go out the door, climb up the stairs, the zombies in each house smell Zhang Xiaoqiang, scratch the door, follow the stairs to the roof, look at the vast heavens and earth, the mood in your heart slowly disappears, the sky and earth is still so dark, several carcasses on the roof of the building in the distance, only the Yangtze River is still flowing as quietly as yesterday.

Seeing the sound of a heavy object crashing into Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear,

“was uploaded downstairs.” Zhang Xiaoqiang judged.

Put away the binoculars and take the iron gun downstairs. “Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock."

“Seventh floor, sixth floor, fifth floor, right here. ”

The iron door near the top of the stairs vibrated violently. There seemed to be a rhino crashing into the iron door. As the iron door trembled violently, the grey white grease around the door frame and the old wall paint fell all over the floor. The space between the halls was too small. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to go downstairs first.

When I think of the protagonists in the starting novel, the one who killed the zombie is not like killing a melon, how did you get to him? I have to be careful and be careful. There are no words to tear!!!

Zhang Xiaoqiang just went down to the fifth floor, “Hu............." The iron door was broken open and the whole person was hit by the iron door in time. The force of the iron door shock made him suffer. The corner of his mouth was sweet and a mouthful of blood poured into his mouth. A tall figure jumped at him, his mind didn't know what was going on, and his body rolled to the ground.

“Zhang Xiaoqiang" from the iron door next to Zhang Xiaoqiang a gleaming metal breaking sound, a tall zombie scratched several clear and visible scratches on the iron door with claws.

As soon as it was too late, Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground with his feet on the legs of the zombie, and by force he slid down the staircase to the fourth floor. The staircase hit his back gradually. He was too nervous to feel any pain. The only idea was to lift his head up.

“Boom..." Zhang Xiaoqiang hit a broken sofa stacked in the stairwell, his head was still a little dizzy, “Roar...........” Upstairs the zombie jumped at Zhang Xiaoqiang again, the zombie had no vision, stomped empty, flew down with two claws, he couldn't even think, his right hand held the iron gun up, his left hand held the body, the tail of the gun was on the broken sofa behind him, his eyes stared dead at the zombie.

“Phew......” The triangular head came from the chest of the corpse and the corpse came with a huge inertia pierced by the iron gun until the galvanized water pipe was stopped by the cleavage card owner between the ribs. Zhang Xiaoqiang released the iron gun when he stabbed the corpse, rolled aside, the corpse was pierced by the iron gun on the old sofa, he knew that the injury was not fatal to the corpse, while climbing up from the ground and pulling out the tiger teeth from the waist, “........” The tiger tooth army knife nailed in from the corpse's temple, he stirred the lower army knife out.

“Phew.................” Resolved. Zhang Xiaoqiang wore thick clothes in the winter. Luckily, he was not injured.

The zombie fell aside, Zhang Xiaoqiang cleaned up the dirt from the Tiger Tooth Army knife and inserted it back into the sheath. He turned the zombie's body over with his feet and pulled out the iron gun. Lying on the ground facing the sky, the zombie is more than 180 centimetres thick and sturdy, a force mutated zombie with muscular blues and twigs, with nails hidden in metallic texture on the paws.

Never mind, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked over to the house where he lived.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a corpse smell. I walked into the living room and looked around. The house was nicely furnished. The living room was covered with mahogany floors, a huge fish tank next to the window, the water in the fish tank was soaked, and several dead fish floated inside. A lot of writing and calligraphy on the wall, walked to the door of a bedroom, the floor of the bedroom was covered with expensive handmade wool carpets, the carpet was littered with a large two or three skeletons, Simmons had a huge frame on the wall at the head of the bed, the young masters of English martial arts, the sophisticated hostess, and two vibrant beautiful dragon phoenixes. A family of four smiles happily together, scattered skeletons and smiles on the photos correspond to each other, watching the field cruel!!!

Next to the bedroom was the study, followed by the balcony, where all the glass was broken, and the broken glass scattered on the floor, walking to the balcony, where the glass fragments at his feet were further broken, making a "creaking" murmur. The balcony was wet with rain, the wooden floors are now slippery and the wall paint on the corner of the wall begins to fade away.

Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to have figured it out, “The male owner mutated into a zombie who bit his wife and two children in the bedroom and ate them before they mutated. After the rain, the corpse broke the glass window on the balcony and began to pick up the rain. To this day, it has evolved into a powerful zombie. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang searched the house and found that the family was not at home, there was nothing in the kitchen, there were only a few boxes of milk and two cans of coffee in the fridge, and half a barrel of water was poured on the water dispenser. He took the harvest downstairs.