Chapter 2

Two hours later.

The high temperature of the cigarette burned Wang Yi's fingers and brought him back to reality from his memory.

"Rebirth?"

Wang Yi put his hands on his head, and a complex expression of pain appeared on his face.

Just when Wang Yi was struggling, a news report on TV caught his eyes.

"According to Xinhua news agency, Yellowstone volcano in a park of M country suddenly erupted at 2 pm yesterday, erupting a large amount of molten slurry and flowing to the whole state of Wyoming. At the same time, the molten slurry brought out a large amount of black unidentified gas. At present, some cities in M country have fallen into darkness because of unidentified gas floating over the sky to block the sun. The government of M country has launched the first level military combat readiness, At the same time, we should quickly rescue the lives and property of the affected people. "

"With the permission of the government, scientists from m country brought back some gases for research. Please see the detailed report below."

Watching TV, the beautiful and generous hostess continued to report the details of the volcanic eruption in a gentle voice, Wang Yi's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Wang Yi knew that his experience in the last ten years was not a dream, but a reality!

Although ten years have passed, Wang Yi still clearly remembers that three days before the end of the world, the world was shocked by the eruption of Huangshi volcano!

Half of Wyoming was submerged by the molten lava from the volcano, and countless people were forced to leave, which directly led to a ten-year recession in the economy of M country!

But the most unexpected thing is that because of the volcanic eruption, a large amount of black gas is emitted into the sky and spread around the world in two days. Three days later, the end of the world will come. 60% of the people in the world become zombies because of the gas infection. Country m is located in the gas center, and the number of infected people is as high as 80%!

In addition, according to the investigation of later scientists, nearly 10% of the world's population was killed by zombies within three days after the outbreak.

Zombie outbreak, disaster, originally just human fantasy things, but let human civilization, come to an end!

Pop!

With the crisp sound of Zhibao in his hand, Wang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, greedily took a cigarette in his hand, and let the pungent smoke linger in his lungs.

"Hoo."

With a puff of smoke, Wang Yi's eyes suddenly widened as if he had made up his mind.

In the last ten years, Wang Yi knew how hard it was for an ordinary person to struggle in the last world. In the first few days, only 40% of the remaining human beings were killed and infected by a sudden outbreak of zombies. Nearly 10% of them were suddenly paralyzed by the state and government organs.

Most of the human beings are either directly infected with zombies or eaten by zombies, and only a few people are lucky to escape this disaster.

After about three days of chaos, less than 30% of the world's population is left, and governments are slowly responding. Because of the destruction of communication equipment, local armed forces and local armed personnel have to fight on their own.

In the later stage, the armed forces in various places form groups of different sizes. If the private groups are a little larger, they will set up a gathering place for human beings in the end of the world to protect the surviving human beings from the harm of zombies and survive in the end of the world. Of course, the protected human beings have to pay a certain price and accept the jurisdiction at the same time.

Of course, there are also gathering places set up by government departments or the army. Although it's hard to live there, there are at least systems and laws.

The smaller groups, which generally have dozens to hundreds of people, are parasitic in the gathering places and are unwilling to accept jurisdiction. They usually risk their lives to collect materials in some waste human cities, and then hand over part of them to the gathering places in exchange for the right to live temporarily in the gathering places, and they do not have to abide by some unequal systems.

The team founded by Wang Yi in his previous life is said to be a corpse hunting group. In fact, it's just muddling along under the eyes of zombies.

Until the end, when the corpse hunting regiment went out to collect materials, it was surrounded by a wave of zombies. They thought they could break through, but they didn't expect to meet the rare Zombie King. Wang Yi also died for covering his teammates.

Rebirth, perhaps for others, is a dream, which can wipe out the regrets left by previous lives one by one, but for Wang Yi, it is just another nightmare, a nightmare for all mankind.

Looking back on everything that happened in the past ten years, Wang Yi could not help sending out a cold.

"Do you want to inform the government?

These thoughts flashed through Wang Yi's mind and he immediately denied them.

I'm an ordinary person and I don't have any social status. If I spread this kind of remarks against social stability rashly, I'm afraid I can't achieve my goal and get into trouble.

If he is really targeted by some relevant departments because of this and missed the opportunity of the three-day preparation, then Wang Yi's life will be regarded as a vain one!

Without further consideration, the world is so stupid that Wang Yi is not a virgin. With his memory, Wang Yi opened the bedside cupboard and found a bank card under the pile of sundries. It was the 100000 yuan that Wang Yi had painstakingly accumulated before the end of the world in order to start a business. When the end of the world came, the money would be worthless in the end of the world, and in the end of the world, hard currency would always be food, Weapons.

Wang Yi also took out several credit cards. If the money is used well, he can lay a good foundation in the early days of the last world and play a very important role in building his own gathering place.

In the last generation, Wang Yi only set up a corpse hunting group with only a few dozen people, parasitic in a large human gathering place. Every time he risked his life to go out to collect materials, he had to hand in a part of them when he returned to the gathering place, in exchange for a bit of protection from the gathering place.

And if the zombie tide comes, the first ones to fight must be their corpse hunting regiments. The gathering place doesn't regard the corpse hunting regiment as its own people, just regard them as cannon fodder. When you are free, you can collect materials. In wartime, it is cannon fodder camp!

Although it's better than the ordinary people in the gathering place, it's also relatively speaking. In the end of the world, if you can eat enough, you will live well!

Wang Yi took the bank card, Yu Guang took aim at the charging mobile phone, picked up the mobile phone and entered the password.

"Fortunately, I haven't forgotten my password."

Click to open the address book, turned to the strange and familiar number, hesitated a little, then dialed out.

"Well, how have you been?"

"It's OK. How did you remember to call me?"

There came a gentle female voice over the phone, Yiyan, who was Wang Yi's only friend, a female friend, before the end of the world.

Listening to the familiar voice, Wang Yi closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and showed a complicated expression on his face.

Wang Yi had many friends in his previous life, but this was the only one who really wanted to be a lovely woman with eyes like crescent moon when she laughed.