Chapter 1

Time: the night of August 13, 2018

The night is the best camouflage for sneaking. With the faint moonlight, a dark figure swims around the edge of the lifeless city.

thief!

no

Fugitive!

Neither.

His name is Lu Ziming. He is 18 years old. He is a mountaineer in Lujia village in Qinling Mountains. He is a sophomore of Fangcheng Xingguang high school. He has no choice but to appear here.

If he had a choice, Lu Ziming would rather return to the quiet mountain village, live with his family and live a plain life without waves. But life changed in an instant, damn microbial virus! The government claims that people infected with h13n19 avian influenza virus mutate again. The virus can be transmitted through the air. The infected range reaches 90%. There are no treatment measures, immune drugs and nothing. We can only watch the virus spread all over the world.

Humans who survived the disaster are called virus immunizers. They have virus antibodies in their bodies. Before the surviving human beings had time to celebrate the rest of their lives, they desperately found that they had become the food in the mouth of the zombie. There was no champagne and flowers, but kept hiding and running for their lives.

The virus turns most humans into unconscious zombies, an immortal creature. The dead will not have independent consciousness, but they can detect the surrounding waves and smells, subconsciously avoid the sun and hide in the dark.

These zombies don't move fast, which is equivalent to the normal walking speed of human beings. Their severely twisted limbs make them look like a pile of pickled meat hanging. Their body emits a stench. Their whole body is covered with maggots and makes them vomit. They are carnivorous creatures to the letter.

Lu Ziming didn't know when and why all this happened. There was no official explanation. It was like the big bang of the singularity of the universe, which affected the whole world in an instant.

Food! Now the only thing that can affect Lu Ziming's thinking is his hungry stomach. Lu Ziming tightens his belt. In the morning, two Wangwang snow cakes have been digested under the action of gastric acid, and his growling belly is protesting angrily.

There is food in the city, but Lu Ziming dare not get close to the center of the city. There are countless zombies wandering aimlessly. They can smell the smell of living people within more than ten meters. The vibration caused by running will attract more zombies. As long as they are blocked in the streets and houses by zombies, they can only bite and dismember them.

This is a lifeless and dangerous city. It is only a hundred miles away from Lu Ziming's mountain village. Lu Ziming appeared here. He was originally prepared to ask for help and find medicine for treatment, because his mountain village also broke out a virus.

Lu Ziming boarded in high school in this county-level city called Fangcheng, and returned to the mountain village only during the summer vacation and winter vacation. Now it should be Lu Ziming's summer vacation in the mountain village. Many people in the mountain village suddenly had a strange disease, so Lu Ziming had to go out to find a doctor to treat the villagers.

When he arrived at Fangcheng, Lu Ziming knew that the villagers were not sick at all, but infected with the virus and mutated. Now it is impossible for Lu Ziming to return to the mountain village. His bike was lost when he ran away. Without food and transportation, Lu Ziming can't walk back to the mountain village at all.

Just this morning, Lu Ziming pried open a house and found some food from it, but before noon, he was robbed of all his food by four men. Finally, he was kicked because he had too little food, which made them happy.

Law, morality and human nature seem to disappear overnight. Homicide, robbery and rape are constantly staged around the city. In cities without police and military protection, some survivors are willing to sell their looks for a piece of bread, while others stab you directly from behind. Lu Ziming did not dare to greet people or appear in crowded places. He had to keep one eye open and one eye closed when sleeping. No one knew what these people would do next. People's self-danger, death and fear became a true portrayal of the city.

Food is as important as survival. Having food is not necessarily happiness. Food may bring danger to yourself. People who are unable to protect their food can only starve to death.

Lu Ziming felt like a hardworking and timid groundhog. Under the cover of the night, he walked through the edge of the city, looking for every place where food might be hidden.

Now six days have passed since the outbreak of the virus, and the easily found food has been searched by the survivors. Lu Ziming can only look for the leftovers where others have searched.

Is this still a familiar city? Order collapsed, chaos, violence, killing, death and other crimes enveloped the small city. More than 100000 people in the small city became lifeless zombies. In a sense, the vast majority of them are more like the masters of the earth, while survivors like themselves live a life of hiding like old rats.

Lu Ziming can do nothing, let alone change the world on his own. Running for his life and hiding have become the most important part of his life.

Lu Ziming took a deep breath, raised his feet, stepped down the steps, recited the map he had memorized in his mind, and walked towards the deep street in front of him. There is a Suguo supermarket. Where is Lu Ziming going to take a chance.

·····A bus with No. 11 number plate on the top overturned beside the road. The rubber tire and metal body scratched dozens of meters on the asphalt road. Most of the glass windows on the car were smashed, and dark red blood stains flowed from the inside. There are bloody fingerprints around the car. Several mutated zombies lie around a human body and bite the meat of their own kind.

All kinds of vehicles fill the whole street, and the traffic lights powered by solar energy are constantly changing the colors of red, yellow and green. Under the tall pedestrian tree, a traffic policeman in fluorescent uniform sits outside the traffic command booth, his legs have been broken by something, and a long blood mark extends from a distance, The traffic policeman was holding a walkie talkie in his hand and was waiting for the rescue workers before he died.

The zombie did not let go of the dying traffic police. Countless bite marks were left on the whole body of the traffic police. A pile of smelly internal organs flowed out of the broken stomach. The liver and heart that the zombie liked to eat had long disappeared.

At the end of the street and inside the shops in the distance, from time to time, there were hurried footsteps and frightening screams, and the screams of hysteria were creepy. When those survivors go out looking for food, they often encounter wandering zombies. Some are just found by zombies, and some are led by panicked survivors, causing panic among more survivors.

Zombies like the smell emitted by panickers. The smell will attract more zombies to gather from all sides, forming a huge encirclement. The irrational survivors are like a headless fly, which is ruthlessly torn by zombies.

Lu Ziming stooped down to stick to the wall and walked through the gap between the green belt and the wall. Lu Ziming was afraid of being found by zombies and survivors. The three encounters made Lu Ziming fully understand that sometimes survivors are more terrible than zombies. Lu Ziming can avoid zombies, but can't avoid survivors hiding in the dark. They can kill and rob for food. As long as they resist a little, they will attract stronger response.

A black and gray cowboy suit is the best cover color for Lu Ziming to sneak, which can be integrated with most of the surrounding environment.

Food or food, Lu Ziming had to venture into a Suguo supermarket on the edge of the city to find food. There were many zombies. Before the outbreak of the virus, they were the waiters and customers in the supermarket. After the outbreak of the virus, they became zombies and stayed there all the time. No one was willing to venture into a supermarket with countless zombies.

A few minutes later, Lu Ziming appeared at the gate of the underground parking lot of Suguo supermarket marked with a huge SG trademark. Being familiar with the terrain means that you can quickly find what you want, or quickly escape the danger when you find that the situation is wrong. The reason why Lu Ziming chose this supermarket is that one of his cousins once worked here and came here.

A road pole with yellow and black twill was broken into two sections. A highly rotten body was hung on the window of the parking toll booth next to it. It can be seen from the sign on the chest that this was a parking lot toll administrator who happened to work here when the virus broke out.

The entrance of the dark underground parking lot is like a huge monster's big mouth. He can't see the inside of the parking lot clearly. Lu Ziming needs a self-defense weapon. The kitchen knife in the kitchen can't deal with the fierce zombie except to be brave.

The emergency light on the wall of the underground parking lot has long lost its function. Only a few arrow signs with fluorescent effect laid on the wall still tenaciously illuminate a small area around. The darkness covers Lu Ziming's whereabouts and hides the location of the zombie. We can only roughly judge the location of the zombie through the rumbling sound in the Zombie's voice.

Zombies have a strong territorial nature. Zombies that are not aware of survivors will only move in a very small range, just like a dog guarding its own bones, unwilling to leave.

Lu Ziming skillfully avoided the activity range of several zombies, slipped in front of the red cabinet where the fire equipment was placed, smashed the fire cabinet glass marked with eye-catching 119 with his fist wrapped in thick cloth, and took a heavy fire axe in his hand.

This is the only close weapon Lu Ziming can get. Gun management has always been the focus of government management. Private people don't have guns. Guns are controlled by violent organs. Lu Ziming doesn't know where to find guns. Lu Ziming is no stranger to guns. There are two shotguns in his mountain village, but those are the weapons used by the mountain forest guard. Usually, villagers can only use bows and arrows to hunt in the mountain.