Chapter 9

February 9, 2013

After more than a week's recuperation, the body has almost recovered and gradually has strength to start training. Although he has experienced a life and death test like a nightmare, his body has not changed much, his strength has not increased, and he has not become more flexible, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's myopia glasses have not been removed. When you think about which pig feet in the starting point novel are infected by the virus, either you can use space powers to play in storage space, or you can become Superman to search for top zombies all over the world. Why don't you have such a good life?

He wanted to commit suicide because of the D virus. He felt soft all over for a week and could not even hold his job.

"Alas!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed a long breath, the same person different life ah!!!

"Oh! Whoo! Oh! Hoo Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped, iron gun forward again and again stab, again and again back. Sweat from the forehead kept coming out, invading the scar on the head, slightly tingling. He kept shooting, trying to squander his physical strength, to increase his life-saving capital.

Put down the iron gun, rubbed the sore wrist, picked up the mineral water on the tea table and drank a lot“ Ha Feel a burst of comfort, although it is the end of the world, Zhang Xiaoqiang feel that compared with the past, now he, than before, more substantial. Every day after getting up, exercise physical fitness, eat breakfast, 5000 times of assassination, after lunch, take a nap, then practice assassination, eat dinner, play stand-alone games, sleep! He didn't even have the heart to appreciate his former collection. Physical fitness is on a straight line, weight is on a straight line.

"Man! It's all forced out! " Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed.

As usual, the observer who comes to the window and raises his eyeglasses has formed a habit. There is no scenery for him to see except the zombie. In the telescope, the zombie seems to be under his nose, and he can see every move clearly.

Although it rained heavily for more than ten days, the sky is still so gloomy, dark gray clouds, layer upon layer of blocking the winter sun. Only a few weak places can light up the whole city.

"Has evolution begun?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang held his telescope and said to himself that the heavy rain the other day had not washed the streets clean. Broken bones, broken glass and discarded drink bottles were scattered everywhere.

Thinking of the heavy rain a few days ago, I feel a little painful. The rain not only carries virus, but also has strong corrosivity. The steel bar fence outside the window becomes rusty. If I don't watch it every day, Zhang Xiaoqiang must think that the fence has been corroded by water vapor for more than ten years. Is that the rain the legendary acid rain?

The clothes corroded by the rain were broken by the zombies in the process of wandering, leaving only some rags hanging on the zombies.

Zombies on the street are still wandering as before, with more flexible gait and longer fingernails on their claws. Some zombies begin to grow tall and strong, and no longer falter when walking. They are no different from normal people's walking. Their naked and exposed skin is dark and shiny, and many ordinary zombies in front of them are knocked down on the ground, It had no effect at all. Other zombies have become thinner, shorter, more agile, and more flexible in joints. They have been able to climb over some small obstacles. The nails on their claws are longer, more than twice as long as ordinary zombies.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is a little chilly. Zombies are beginning to evolve. Is there any hope for human beings? He held up the telescope, his hands slowly work, the blood on his fingers began to fade, appear cyan.

Put down the 10 times telescope, his mouth is full of bitterness, light a cigarette, inhale deeply in his lungs and slowly spit out, leaning against the windowsill, only his head is full of decadence

Through these days' observation, there are about 200 zombies downstairs, nine of them have evolved, three of them are agile and six of them are powerful. The variation rate is about 5%, and his city y has a population of 500000. There are 25000 mutated zombies in China. The population of China is 1.5 billion. There are 75 million mutated zombies. There are 7 billion people in the world? He shivered. He didn't dare to count any more.

Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on the windowsill, staring at the zombie downstairs, his feet full of cigarette ends. He remembered an American blockbuster he had seen before, dancing with wolves, in which the protagonist, Lieutenant Dunbar, lost contact with the outside world. He lived a quiet and monotonous life alone in the boundless sky, only accompanied by a wolf whose two front legs were white.

He is much better than Zhang Xiaoqiang. He has the whole field, and Zhang Xiaoqiang can only be trapped in the house by countless zombies and look out of the window. The wolf named "two white socks" likes to play around him, while Zhang Xiaoqiang has only one "nameless cockroach" who will quietly lie on the bottom of the bottle and pretend to be dead.

Zhang Xiaoqiang holds up the mineral water bottle and holds it in front of him. The cockroach is still pretending to be dead at the bottom of the bottle and shaking the bottle. The cockroach crawls around at the bottom of the bottle, constantly trying to climb out of the bottle and falls down again and again. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at it quietly. Some are sad for the cockroaches, but more for himself. He is no different from the cockroaches in the bottle. They are bound by their own destiny.Looking at the cockroach, he felt bored. He suddenly wanted to go to the top of the building to see the place, the city and the Yangtze River on the edge of the city!!!

When he thought of it, he tied his saber, hung up his telescope, picked up his iron gun, went out of the door and climbed up the stairs. The zombies in each room smelled the smell of Zhang Xiaoqiang, scratched the door, went up the stairs to the rooftop, and looked at the vast world. The depression in his heart slowly disappeared. The world was still so dark, and several zombies were dangling on the rooftop of the building in the distance, Only the Yangtze River flows as quietly as it did yesterday.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang was absorbed, "Dong... Dong... Dong..." the sound of the heavy object's impact came into Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears,

"It's from downstairs." Zhang Xiaoqiang judged.

Put away the telescope, pick up the iron gun and go downstairs“ "Dong... Dong... Dong..." the sound is clearer and clearer, and the movement is bigger and bigger.

"The seventh, sixth and fifth floors are here."

The iron door near the entrance of the stairs vibrates violently. It seems that a rhinoceros is hitting the iron door. With the violent vibration of the iron door, the gray putty around the door frame and the old wall paint fall to the ground one after another. The space between the corridors is too small. Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to go downstairs first.

Think of the protagonists in the starting point novel, that killing zombies is not like killing melons and cutting vegetables. How can we get to him? We have to be careful again. It's really speechless and tearful!!!

Zhang Xiaoqiang just went down to the fifth floor, "Tong......" the iron door was knocked open. He was caught off guard and flew to the iron door on the opposite door. The shock force of the iron door made him suffer. The corner of his mouth was sweet, and a mouthful of blood poured into his mouth. A tall figure pounced on him. Before he could figure out what was wrong, he rolled to the ground.

From the iron gate next to Zhang Xiaoqiang came a harsh sound of metal. A tall zombie scratched the iron gate with his paw.

Sooner or later, Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the ground with his feet on the legs of the zombie. He used his strength to slide down the stairs to the fourth floor. The stairs knocked on his back one by one. He was too nervous and didn't feel any pain. His only idea was to raise his head.

With a sound of "Dong...", Zhang Xiaoqiang bumped into a broken sofa piled up in the stairwell, and his head was still a little dizzy. "Roar..." the zombie upstairs rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang again. The zombie had no eyesight and flew down with two claws. He couldn't think much. He lifted the iron gun tightly held by his right hand and held the gun body with his left hand, The end of the gun was on the broken sofa behind him, his eyes fixed on the zombie.

"Pounce..." the triangular head of the gun pierced into the corpse's chest. The corpse was stabbed through by the iron gun with great inertia until the galvanized water pipe was stuck by the gap between the ribs. When Zhang Xiaoqiang stabbed the zombie with the spear head, he released the iron spear and rolled to one side. The zombie was pierced by the iron spear and fell on the old sofa. He knew that this kind of injury was not fatal to the zombie. As he got up from the ground, he pulled out the tiger teeth from his waist. "Chi..." the tiger teeth saber was nailed in from the Zombie's temple. He stirred the saber and pulled it out.

"Hoo..." solved. Zhang Xiaoqiang wears thick clothes in winter. Fortunately, he didn't get hurt.

When the zombie falls to one side, Zhang Xiaoqiang cleans up the dirt on the tiger tooth saber, inserts it back into the scabbard, turns the zombie over with his feet, and pulls out the iron gun. The zombie is lying on the ground, with a height of more than 180 centimeters. Its body is heavy and strong. It is a zombie with variant strength. Its muscles are twisted and its nails on its claws are metallic.

Regardless of it, Zhang Xiaoqiang went to the house where he lived.

As soon as I enter the door, I smell a smell of corpse. I walk into the living room and look around. The house is well decorated. The living room is covered with mahogany floor. Next to the window is a huge fish tank. The water in the fish tank is dim and several dead fish are floating in it. There are many paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall. When you go to the door of a bedroom, the floor of the bedroom is covered with expensive hand-made wool carpet. There are three skeletons scattered on the carpet. On the wall at the head of Simmons' bed, there is a huge picture frame. The young and brave man, the graceful and charming woman, and two lively and beautiful dragons and phoenixes. A family of four together happy smile, scattered bones and photos of the smile corresponding to each other, looking particularly cruel!!!

Next to the bedroom is the study, and then the study goes to the balcony. All the glass on the balcony is broken, and the broken glass is scattered on the floor. When you go to the balcony, the glass fragments at your feet are even more broken by him, making a "creak creak" noise. The balcony has been wet by rain, the wooden floor is still wet and slippery, and the wall paint in the corner begins to fade.

Zhang Xiaoqiang seems to have made it clear, "the male master mutated and became a zombie. He killed his wife and two children in the bedroom and ate them before they mutated. After the rain, the zombie broke the window on the balcony and began to catch the rain. Today, it has evolved into a power zombie. "Zhang Xiaoqiang searched the room and found that the family didn't start a business at home, there was nothing in the kitchen, there were only a few boxes of milk and two cans of coffee in the refrigerator, and there was more than half a bucket of water on the water dispenser. He went downstairs with the harvest