Lost Narrative Poetry

No wonder this time, it seemed like a normal start, even the house was moved, but no more detailed identity was arranged in the white space.

Because it's of no use at all.

The end of the world is coming next. No matter you are a serial killer or a moral model, your identity has little meaning in this context... For example, if Xia Ran continues to be assigned a student identity, what will he do next? Do?

——Go back to school and go to class?

To take a step back, even if he really has such clear ideas, the school will not be able to provide support!

In the same way, things like bank accounts and start-up funds are completely meaningless. No matter which country's currency it is, even US dollars will be useless in the next world.

It’s not just that banknotes are useless, but almost everything that has no practical effect, cannot be eaten or worn, and that was simply artificially endowed with the basic properties of money in the past has become useless waste.

Although as the saying goes, antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times... However, what comes next is neither prosperous nor troubled times, but the end of the world. Regardless of whether it's antiques or gold, no one can say anything about the victims. They are all just waste anyway, and are of no use to the survival of the survivors.

Even if human society has the opportunity to reorganize part of the order and survive in the wasteland, it is more likely than not to use happy water bottle caps as currency.

The city collapsed in a short period of time and turned into a hell of blood and fire.

The bloody body, the stumbling steps, the bones of the arms... Most of the people who can still continue to move have turned into zombies with such an appearance, grinding their teeth, sucking blood, and killing people.

Those who could not continue to move had actually fallen to the ground and turned into motionless corpses. Their clothes were torn to pieces, exposing their spines and chests, with some flesh remaining inside the chest cavity. Bright red, mixed with the torn internal organs...

This kind of sight of blood and flesh is really suitable for all ages... Oh no, it is really too impactful. Xia Ran just looked at it a few more times and felt that she couldn't stand it anymore. She was under pressure that should not be endured at this age. .

However, he did not act rashly, because things happened too fast on the street. Even if he set up a gun and shot on the spot, he would not be able to save anyone. At most, it would only delay a few seconds and let them endure a few more seconds of despair. .

Moreover, the distance between those people was too far, and Xia Ran could do nothing about it. Whether it was the tentacles of parasitic beasts or the scope of influence of illusion magic, this distance was beyond the reach...

The phantom tendrils that imitate the form of the Storm Demon can be touched, but this new form has just been unlocked. Xiao Zuo can use it to attack, but it is too unrealistic to save people. Besides, the big problem is that it can't last for a few seconds.

Therefore, if Xia Ran really did something, he might just use the sound of gunshots to attract a large number of zombies to him.

Well, compared to the awkward name of dead body, he is more accustomed to using more recognizable names like zombie to refer to those things.

Although, the former should be the official name of those things in this world... Even after the mission mechanism of White Space was triggered, he was prompted to clear the dead bodies...

That's right, combined with a place name like Bed Master City and a difficult-to-pronounce name like Dead Body, Xia Ran has already realized what kind of world this is, although the memory is a bit old and also very blurry——

And because there is no corresponding fantasy work in the real world, it is not even recorded in Xiao Zuo's learning materials.

However, he still remembered some... yes, it was Campus Apocalypse.

The main story begins in a school. Without any warning, the school is attacked by zombies. The people who were attacked resurrect after death and become their partners again.

Because people bitten by zombies will also turn into zombies, so the school that was peaceful a few hours ago was swarmed with zombies a few hours later. As the protagonist, a group of high school students could only struggle to survive in it, forcing themselves to pick up Weapons, fight against zombies, break out of the siege and head to safety...

Then, they will find in despair that the disaster did not happen in their school, nor in the area where the school is located, nor in the city where they live——

But it happens all over the world.

Safe zone? God knows whether such a place exists, or whether it only exists in a literal sense, and is just a fantasy of theirs...

So the reality is really cruel.

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Because it is already afternoon at this time, it will soon be evening, it will not take a few hours, and it will get dark quickly after nightfall.

So if you want to do something, it's better to take advantage of this precious time.

After all, Xia Ran vaguely remembered that the characteristics of these zombies are that they have no vision or pain and rely on sensitive hearing to hunt. This determines that the situation of humans will be even more unfavorable when facing them at night.

The mobility of the zombies has not been weakened, and the perception that relies solely on hearing has not been affected by the arrival of night. As for normal humans, the most important sense is vision, because more than 80% of the various information people receive from the outside world is obtained through vision.

After dark, if there is not enough lighting and light, the average person is almost as blind as a blind person. And even with lighting and lights, there are still many limitations compared to during the day.

Xia Ran also didn't want to act at night. These things were very deadly. If he was really bitten, he wouldn't know where to go to get serum antidote or the like.

If you think about it, with a single-digit physical attribute value, it is impossible to be immune to the viruses carried by these zombies, right?

Therefore, after observing the situation, he was ready to take action——

Taking advantage of the fact that network communication still exists, Xia Ran first spent some time to find the map of Bedlord City, but it seems that at this time, the mobile phone does not seem to have as many fancy functions as the later ones, and there is no other better one. portable device.

But there was no need to download it, it only took half a minute for his left hand to memorize it completely.

The reason why it took half a minute was because it was cautious and didn't want to make mistakes, so it checked and confirmed several times, and even checked to see if there were other versions.

This is enough, and memorizing the map with your left hand is more convenient than downloading it on your mobile phone. After all, it takes a while to call up a map of an unfamiliar city at a critical moment without satellite positioning or intelligent assistance. Understand the direction issue.

But the left hand is different. It can quickly understand the map and master it completely. As long as the memory is matched with reality, it can immediately transform into a parasitic beast that has been active in Bedlord City for many years...

No matter what question you ask, no matter which hospital or school the location of the building is, or where you were before, it can immediately plan the best route.

And in this city, it will have a clear understanding of the distribution of resource points everywhere, whether it is a supermarket that may stock food, a hospital that may stock medicine, or a hospital that may stock weapons. Police stations, self-defense force bases, etc...

It is really a portable smart device. Even if it has no combat capability, it is still very important to Xia Ran.

The sunshine in the afternoon is not too strong, or should be said to be just right, because it is not yet the hot summer, and the cherry blossom trees on some roads are still blooming, and the flowering period is just right...

It seems to overlap with the time seasons of Xia Ran's real world, or at least is relatively close.

However, under the quiet and soft afternoon sunshine, against the beautiful scenery of blooming cherry blossoms, today's city is not as peaceful as ever... but it is so bad that it can't be worse, the smell of burning gasoline and rubber, It couldn't cover up the rich blood.

At this time, there were no more tragic wails and screams, because those who made such sounds were killed and eaten without exception.

Those who are still able to survive must be the kind who huddle in a temporarily safe space and dare not make any sound... regardless of whether they really consciously observe that zombies only respond to sounds. Phenomenon, I still dare not say anything out of instinct.

The only thing that is certain is that at this moment, they really wish they could stop breathing and heartbeat.

Under such circumstances, Xia Ran was probably the only person who dared to walk carelessly on the street.

He came to the front of a car and looked at the miserable state of the bloody corpse inside. Then he stretched out his hand to carefully push open the glass, and pulled out a stick held in one of the arms of the corpse inside that was obviously distorted and broken. The baseball bat was pulled out——

It seemed like a guy who had just finished playing baseball, or was just getting ready to play baseball, was unlucky enough to be canned in the car.

The car window glass peeled off and fell, but the crisp sound did not come out and was directly eliminated by the soft voice technique. Because of the training during this period, the scope of influence of Xia Ran's soft voice technique has expanded a lot...

And this sound obviously won't spread too far, and can also be captured by zombies. Because they have no muscle limiters at all, although their muscle strength is at least twice as strong as that of ordinary people... No, it cannot be said to be strong, it should be said that they have been liberated to the limit.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to confront them head-on. But it is limited to muscle strength, and the perception ability has not been improved by any qualitative leap. You can hear the needle drop, and you can hear breathing.

Otherwise, there will really be no way for human beings in this world to survive.

However, the head will stop moving if it is destroyed, which is a good inheritance from the classic setting...

It also proves that they still need to rely on the operation of the brain, so illusion magic has not been completely abolished... This is quite good news.