Daji and I pulled the trigger almost at the same time and shot the terrifying skull. We seemed to know the power of the bullet and quickly escaped from the door.
I chased me out, but only saw the skinny back standing on the wall. It turned around and glared at me, jumped down from the wall, and the footsteps gradually moved away.
When I returned to the house, Daji had already helped Baoer up. There was only a footprint on Baoer's abdomen. He should have been kicked by skin and bones. Apart from that, there were no other scars.
Is it okay? I asked with concern
It's okay, Baoer shook his head
Don’t be so impulsive next time. With me and your grandma Hu, you are so far ahead and make trouble. What’s going to happen to you? How can I explain to your mother?
I pretended to scold Baoer, but I was actually quite happy that she was so brave.
Hehe, Baoer, I have a natural appearance. Besides, even if I am gone, my mother can still take care of you for me!
Damn! What does this mean? Do you want to hand over her mother Bai Qingcheng to me? If you can be with them, mother and daughter... tsk!
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Immortal Lord, you are here to guard it. Baoer and I will go to find the knife, and then evacuate immediately after finding it!
The second woman nodded, and I took Baoer and searched the rooms one by one, all of which were the ward and the doctor's office. Finally, I found a room with the dean's office (Japanese) on the inside. Time was tight and I didn't have time to think about it. If there was no knife inside, I had to hurry back to the highway. When I was planning, I vaguely felt that there were too many uncertainties hidden in this city!
I twisted the door handle, but didn't twist it, so I shot and killed the door lock, kicked it open, and entered the dean's office
There was no one inside, and there were no zombies. I could see the knife holder on the desk at a glance!
It's really easy to get it!
There are two knives, one long and one short on the knife holder. Now I don’t care about verifying the quality of the knife, so I just pick it up and go.
When I passed by the desk, I saw a notebook that was spread out like a sick-like character on the desk, with a pen next to it. It must have been left by the dean before the zombie erupted.
The pen is very exquisite. I haven't used a pen for many years. I looked kind and felt a little cheap, so I picked up the pen and put it in my pocket.
I glanced at the diary, it was full of Japanese and was about to leave, huh?
What did you see just now?
date?
I wanted to see if the zombie outbreak in Anqing City was the same as in Yangzhou, so I turned back and picked up the notebook to look at it. On June 8, well, it was the same as in Yangzhou. I was about to put down my notebook, but I vaguely saw the thin pages behind the paper, and there seemed to be words!
Could it be!
I quickly turned the page!
9th, 10th...
Until June 17th, that is, today!!!
In an instant!
Creepy!
Although I don’t know what is written in my notebook, there are still people writing here today!
It shouldn't be that Uncle Jin Pingmei. It can be seen that he is a Chinese patient. The notebook is full of Japanese and appears on the desk of the dean's office. It should be written by the dean of Ozawa Neurological Hospital!
Is he still alive?
I glanced around the office again, and there was nothing unusual, but a pack of cigarettes on Huike Zhuo attracted my attention. I walked over and picked up the cigarette. It was a pack of soft China. I took out one and pinched it. The tobacco was still soft, which means I had just opened it!
The dean may still be alive!
Maybe he's out!
Maybe!
Like Uncle Jin Pingmei, he is immune to zombie viruses!?
No, I can't wait for him to come back!
Time is endless. If we come again, we will be able to withstand another wave of zombies, or even a large wave of skinny things!
I took out the pen, tore off a piece of paper, and left a message: If you see this message, please try to contact us at the intersection of the expressway!
--Shanghai Stock Exchange Survivor, Xia Lang and his department
The reason I wrote that I am a survivor in the Shanghai Stock Exchange is because I suspect that the survivors here have a close relationship with my aunt. If so, they will definitely come to me.
And the reason why we add the three words "and the part" is to create the illusion that our team is very strong, it is a fool!
I pressed the note under the cigarette, but put the notebook in my arms. If the dean is dead and cannot see this note, maybe the things recorded on the notebook will help us.
When I returned to the front hall, Uncle Jin Pingmei was sitting next to Daji, staring at her big breasts. Daji didn't care much, and guarded the door with a gun. We walked out of the gate of the mental hospital and got on Ruizhi. I thought about it, then got out of the car and pulled Uncle Jin Pingmei into the car, let Daji look at him in the back seat, and then drove to the highway entrance.
I took the Ring Road. Although I was far away, I didn’t have to pass through the city. It was almost noon now, but the sky in Anqing is still cloudy. Zombies like this kind of weather the most!
After Uncle Jin Pingmei got into the car, she became a little dishonest. Sometimes she sang, sometimes she used the lines from Jin Pingmei to molest Baoer and Daji. Finally, Daji took off his socks and blocked his mouth, tied his hands and feet with tape, and the uncle calmed down.
The road to the ring city is indeed very smooth, and there are not many zombies. The key is that there are no more monsters such as puppet Ah, zombie Ah, skinny or bones!
After arriving at the expressway, I stopped the car and ate some food with everyone. The two-day period has arrived. According to the agreement, it is time for us to go back to Yizheng Prison Base, but I decided to wait a little longer, hoping that the dean who might have survived will come after seeing my message.
Daji's spiritual power has been restored to most, or go to the neurological hospital again to see if the director is back. If he comes back, he will bring him here, but if he does that, he is afraid of something going on!
But I don't want to miss this clue that may be related to my aunt! I was wandering between the two options and suddenly saw a burst of commotion coming from the city.
I looked over there and rub it!
not good!
A large wave of zombies are rushing towards the highway!
And the formation is neat, and it seems to be an organized marching!
I remembered the time I peed on the highway viaduct, and the zombies who worshiped the flashlight came!
Most of the zombies encountered in Anqing were formed in small groups, but they were all scattered zombie teams of at most a dozen people. They were not found to be obviously organized.
They are ordinary zombie citizens, but they just repeat part of their lives before the mutation. After becoming zombies, they may still form loose small alliances based on family relationships, colleague relationships, and friends relationships. But what are the origins of these thousands of zombies in front of them?
Judging from their formation, they are very neat, almost the same as the militia parade held in rural areas.
Could it be that they are responsible for protecting this city - the Zombie Legion?!
It was too late to think about it. The zombie troops were getting closer and closer, hundreds of meters away, and there were some unclothed black figures mixed inside! Skinny zombies!
Get in the car quickly and leave quickly! I gave an order
The two women got on the car and continued along the expressway quickly. After driving for a while, I asked Sophie to drive for me. I got out of the sunroof on the roof and looked towards the entrance of the expressway with a telescope. I saw that after the zombies got on the expressway, they continued to line up in a row in a neat row, but they didn't seem to want to chase us, but they were just moving towards us in an orderly manner.
Is this going to another city for an expedition?
Uncle! Baoer pulled me back into the car, look at what is written in this notebook!
Baoer held the dean's notebook and pointed to the dense records on it
Damn! I don’t know Japanese, but she understands it!
What is it about? Translate it from scratch and I say
This is today's log...Mother, I miss you so much. I don't know if everything is fine with your father in heaven... Bao'er is like a primary school student reading a text, and while reading, he strokes the first line of text with his fingers.
Let’s talk about it! I smiled bitterly and said that Baoer was rarely obedient once, so he could just translate from scratch.
Well, Baoer nodded with a smile. This is yesterday's log. The key part is... The serum has been successfully extracted, but the effect remains to be tested. Unfortunately, there is no healthy human body for experimentation...
serum!!
Is the serum immune to zombies?
I was slightly shocked. I had seen it on my aunt's computer before. The essence of the zombie outbreak is that the human body is infected with a virus. Since it is a virus, there may be immunoglobulins that swallow the virus, which is what we usually call an antibody.
And serum is the carrier base liquid of this antibody! Has the dean successfully developed an antibody that can be immune to zombie viruses?
This is the most exciting news I have heard since the outbreak of the zombie virus!
What is even more exciting is that I can almost certain that before my aunt becomes a puppet, she must have a close relationship with this President Ozawa. He is a neurotic director and it is definitely impossible for him to extract serum. In the entire Republic, only my aunt is the person who has the most hope to do this!
Because she had already started to act before the zombies broke out!
I am not a scientist or a national leader. I don’t really care about this scientific research result that may be of strategic significance. I only care about whether my aunt and the people around me can survive and not become a walking corpse. If I can develop a drug that reverses the zombies and mutate them back to humans, it would be even better. Then my parents, the Nuannuan parents, can come back!
Auntie, I am so proud of you!
Suddenly my nose felt sore. What if my aunt's experiment was successful and she could never come back?
My aunt and I ended Ah before we even started. She promised me to give me the first time!
I sat in the passenger seat in dejectedly, letting time go back...
When I was twelve, my aunt was sixteen, and she was four years older than me.
My aunt passed the Fudan high school entrance examination, and because she was close to my house, she lived in my house.
At that time, the house I lived in was only more than 70 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room, and my aunt was slept with me in the same room.
My aunt is 10:30 every night and comes back from evening self-study and goes to morning self-study again at 6:00 in the morning, so I basically have no chance to meet her.
One night, I woke up by urine and got up to go to the bathroom. It was already past 12 a.m., and my aunt was still reading. I asked her why you didn't sleep. She said she couldn't sleep. I asked her what happened. She said she had acne on her face. I didn't care, so she turned to the bed and continued to sleep.
In a daze, my aunt called me up and said mysteriously: Xiaolang, can you do my aunt a favor?
I asked her how she helped her, and she said that the liquid made from men can cure acne. Can you get some for me?
I said, I just finished peeing, there is nothing extra!
My aunt said it wasn't peeing, it was...that!
I was in the first year of junior high school and had not learned physiology classes. So I shook my head and said: I don’t understand what you are talking about. If it’s okay, I will be in a mess!
My aunt was angry and said I was pretending, I said I really don’t know Ah, my aunt said, did she never come?
What did I say? My aunt said dreamy Ah!
I said, "Who is Meng?
My aunt was angry and put her hand into my pants and took out the one, saying, "You are thirteen, you haven't ejaculated before?"
I seemed to understand something vaguely. A few days ago, my deskmate A Xing whispered to me, saying that he dreamed of holding a woman at night, not wearing any clothes, and then he sprayed it down like a water spray gun for about ten times, which was quite exciting. When I woke up in the morning, I saw that my pants were wet, and there were so many sticky and white things on it.
My aunt is referring to that one!
I thought Ah Xing was like that because of his small size. We compared it when we peed. His little friends were less than half of mine.
I asked my aunt, can I make it too?
My aunt said of course it was OK. I asked how to do it. She said she held it with her hands and moved it up and down. I did as she said. After a while, it became bigger!
I chased me out, but only saw the skinny back standing on the wall. It turned around and glared at me, jumped down from the wall, and the footsteps gradually moved away.
When I returned to the house, Daji had already helped Baoer up. There was only a footprint on Baoer's abdomen. He should have been kicked by skin and bones. Apart from that, there were no other scars.
Is it okay? I asked with concern
It's okay, Baoer shook his head
Don’t be so impulsive next time. With me and your grandma Hu, you are so far ahead and make trouble. What’s going to happen to you? How can I explain to your mother?
I pretended to scold Baoer, but I was actually quite happy that she was so brave.
Hehe, Baoer, I have a natural appearance. Besides, even if I am gone, my mother can still take care of you for me!
Damn! What does this mean? Do you want to hand over her mother Bai Qingcheng to me? If you can be with them, mother and daughter... tsk!
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Immortal Lord, you are here to guard it. Baoer and I will go to find the knife, and then evacuate immediately after finding it!
The second woman nodded, and I took Baoer and searched the rooms one by one, all of which were the ward and the doctor's office. Finally, I found a room with the dean's office (Japanese) on the inside. Time was tight and I didn't have time to think about it. If there was no knife inside, I had to hurry back to the highway. When I was planning, I vaguely felt that there were too many uncertainties hidden in this city!
I twisted the door handle, but didn't twist it, so I shot and killed the door lock, kicked it open, and entered the dean's office
There was no one inside, and there were no zombies. I could see the knife holder on the desk at a glance!
It's really easy to get it!
There are two knives, one long and one short on the knife holder. Now I don’t care about verifying the quality of the knife, so I just pick it up and go.
When I passed by the desk, I saw a notebook that was spread out like a sick-like character on the desk, with a pen next to it. It must have been left by the dean before the zombie erupted.
The pen is very exquisite. I haven't used a pen for many years. I looked kind and felt a little cheap, so I picked up the pen and put it in my pocket.
I glanced at the diary, it was full of Japanese and was about to leave, huh?
What did you see just now?
date?
I wanted to see if the zombie outbreak in Anqing City was the same as in Yangzhou, so I turned back and picked up the notebook to look at it. On June 8, well, it was the same as in Yangzhou. I was about to put down my notebook, but I vaguely saw the thin pages behind the paper, and there seemed to be words!
Could it be!
I quickly turned the page!
9th, 10th...
Until June 17th, that is, today!!!
In an instant!
Creepy!
Although I don’t know what is written in my notebook, there are still people writing here today!
It shouldn't be that Uncle Jin Pingmei. It can be seen that he is a Chinese patient. The notebook is full of Japanese and appears on the desk of the dean's office. It should be written by the dean of Ozawa Neurological Hospital!
Is he still alive?
I glanced around the office again, and there was nothing unusual, but a pack of cigarettes on Huike Zhuo attracted my attention. I walked over and picked up the cigarette. It was a pack of soft China. I took out one and pinched it. The tobacco was still soft, which means I had just opened it!
The dean may still be alive!
Maybe he's out!
Maybe!
Like Uncle Jin Pingmei, he is immune to zombie viruses!?
No, I can't wait for him to come back!
Time is endless. If we come again, we will be able to withstand another wave of zombies, or even a large wave of skinny things!
I took out the pen, tore off a piece of paper, and left a message: If you see this message, please try to contact us at the intersection of the expressway!
--Shanghai Stock Exchange Survivor, Xia Lang and his department
The reason I wrote that I am a survivor in the Shanghai Stock Exchange is because I suspect that the survivors here have a close relationship with my aunt. If so, they will definitely come to me.
And the reason why we add the three words "and the part" is to create the illusion that our team is very strong, it is a fool!
I pressed the note under the cigarette, but put the notebook in my arms. If the dean is dead and cannot see this note, maybe the things recorded on the notebook will help us.
When I returned to the front hall, Uncle Jin Pingmei was sitting next to Daji, staring at her big breasts. Daji didn't care much, and guarded the door with a gun. We walked out of the gate of the mental hospital and got on Ruizhi. I thought about it, then got out of the car and pulled Uncle Jin Pingmei into the car, let Daji look at him in the back seat, and then drove to the highway entrance.
I took the Ring Road. Although I was far away, I didn’t have to pass through the city. It was almost noon now, but the sky in Anqing is still cloudy. Zombies like this kind of weather the most!
After Uncle Jin Pingmei got into the car, she became a little dishonest. Sometimes she sang, sometimes she used the lines from Jin Pingmei to molest Baoer and Daji. Finally, Daji took off his socks and blocked his mouth, tied his hands and feet with tape, and the uncle calmed down.
The road to the ring city is indeed very smooth, and there are not many zombies. The key is that there are no more monsters such as puppet Ah, zombie Ah, skinny or bones!
After arriving at the expressway, I stopped the car and ate some food with everyone. The two-day period has arrived. According to the agreement, it is time for us to go back to Yizheng Prison Base, but I decided to wait a little longer, hoping that the dean who might have survived will come after seeing my message.
Daji's spiritual power has been restored to most, or go to the neurological hospital again to see if the director is back. If he comes back, he will bring him here, but if he does that, he is afraid of something going on!
But I don't want to miss this clue that may be related to my aunt! I was wandering between the two options and suddenly saw a burst of commotion coming from the city.
I looked over there and rub it!
not good!
A large wave of zombies are rushing towards the highway!
And the formation is neat, and it seems to be an organized marching!
I remembered the time I peed on the highway viaduct, and the zombies who worshiped the flashlight came!
Most of the zombies encountered in Anqing were formed in small groups, but they were all scattered zombie teams of at most a dozen people. They were not found to be obviously organized.
They are ordinary zombie citizens, but they just repeat part of their lives before the mutation. After becoming zombies, they may still form loose small alliances based on family relationships, colleague relationships, and friends relationships. But what are the origins of these thousands of zombies in front of them?
Judging from their formation, they are very neat, almost the same as the militia parade held in rural areas.
Could it be that they are responsible for protecting this city - the Zombie Legion?!
It was too late to think about it. The zombie troops were getting closer and closer, hundreds of meters away, and there were some unclothed black figures mixed inside! Skinny zombies!
Get in the car quickly and leave quickly! I gave an order
The two women got on the car and continued along the expressway quickly. After driving for a while, I asked Sophie to drive for me. I got out of the sunroof on the roof and looked towards the entrance of the expressway with a telescope. I saw that after the zombies got on the expressway, they continued to line up in a row in a neat row, but they didn't seem to want to chase us, but they were just moving towards us in an orderly manner.
Is this going to another city for an expedition?
Uncle! Baoer pulled me back into the car, look at what is written in this notebook!
Baoer held the dean's notebook and pointed to the dense records on it
Damn! I don’t know Japanese, but she understands it!
What is it about? Translate it from scratch and I say
This is today's log...Mother, I miss you so much. I don't know if everything is fine with your father in heaven... Bao'er is like a primary school student reading a text, and while reading, he strokes the first line of text with his fingers.
Let’s talk about it! I smiled bitterly and said that Baoer was rarely obedient once, so he could just translate from scratch.
Well, Baoer nodded with a smile. This is yesterday's log. The key part is... The serum has been successfully extracted, but the effect remains to be tested. Unfortunately, there is no healthy human body for experimentation...
serum!!
Is the serum immune to zombies?
I was slightly shocked. I had seen it on my aunt's computer before. The essence of the zombie outbreak is that the human body is infected with a virus. Since it is a virus, there may be immunoglobulins that swallow the virus, which is what we usually call an antibody.
And serum is the carrier base liquid of this antibody! Has the dean successfully developed an antibody that can be immune to zombie viruses?
This is the most exciting news I have heard since the outbreak of the zombie virus!
What is even more exciting is that I can almost certain that before my aunt becomes a puppet, she must have a close relationship with this President Ozawa. He is a neurotic director and it is definitely impossible for him to extract serum. In the entire Republic, only my aunt is the person who has the most hope to do this!
Because she had already started to act before the zombies broke out!
I am not a scientist or a national leader. I don’t really care about this scientific research result that may be of strategic significance. I only care about whether my aunt and the people around me can survive and not become a walking corpse. If I can develop a drug that reverses the zombies and mutate them back to humans, it would be even better. Then my parents, the Nuannuan parents, can come back!
Auntie, I am so proud of you!
Suddenly my nose felt sore. What if my aunt's experiment was successful and she could never come back?
My aunt and I ended Ah before we even started. She promised me to give me the first time!
I sat in the passenger seat in dejectedly, letting time go back...
When I was twelve, my aunt was sixteen, and she was four years older than me.
My aunt passed the Fudan high school entrance examination, and because she was close to my house, she lived in my house.
At that time, the house I lived in was only more than 70 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room, and my aunt was slept with me in the same room.
My aunt is 10:30 every night and comes back from evening self-study and goes to morning self-study again at 6:00 in the morning, so I basically have no chance to meet her.
One night, I woke up by urine and got up to go to the bathroom. It was already past 12 a.m., and my aunt was still reading. I asked her why you didn't sleep. She said she couldn't sleep. I asked her what happened. She said she had acne on her face. I didn't care, so she turned to the bed and continued to sleep.
In a daze, my aunt called me up and said mysteriously: Xiaolang, can you do my aunt a favor?
I asked her how she helped her, and she said that the liquid made from men can cure acne. Can you get some for me?
I said, I just finished peeing, there is nothing extra!
My aunt said it wasn't peeing, it was...that!
I was in the first year of junior high school and had not learned physiology classes. So I shook my head and said: I don’t understand what you are talking about. If it’s okay, I will be in a mess!
My aunt was angry and said I was pretending, I said I really don’t know Ah, my aunt said, did she never come?
What did I say? My aunt said dreamy Ah!
I said, "Who is Meng?
My aunt was angry and put her hand into my pants and took out the one, saying, "You are thirteen, you haven't ejaculated before?"
I seemed to understand something vaguely. A few days ago, my deskmate A Xing whispered to me, saying that he dreamed of holding a woman at night, not wearing any clothes, and then he sprayed it down like a water spray gun for about ten times, which was quite exciting. When I woke up in the morning, I saw that my pants were wet, and there were so many sticky and white things on it.
My aunt is referring to that one!
I thought Ah Xing was like that because of his small size. We compared it when we peed. His little friends were less than half of mine.
I asked my aunt, can I make it too?
My aunt said of course it was OK. I asked how to do it. She said she held it with her hands and moved it up and down. I did as she said. After a while, it became bigger!
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