Chapter 135: The Story of a Man
Xu Sankuo pinched his nose and moved away from the Mercedes-Benz G that had been pulled open by him. The bones scattered on the ground were covered with slight residual flesh. What was really disgusting was the skulls that rolled down with the bones!
A crimson red clump has condensed under the bone pile. This is a phenomenon after the blood is dry. The blood of the zombies is black... This shows that these bones all come from people who have not become zombies...
"If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, you may die." Liu Feng stared at the man kneeling in front of him with a deep impression.
"I...I...Woo...I'm going to live..." The man wailed, holding his hands in his eyes, as if he had done something that made him extremely painful.
Under the black muzzle, the man slowly spoke...
When the j virus just started to spread.
The third area of epidemic prevention work is done quite well, with disinfectants sprayed in the air almost 24 hours. As the heart of China, the epidemic prevention work is prepared as soon as we learn about the zombie virus, but doing so only allows the J virus to spread here in another way.
There are three ways of spreading j virus: air transmission, blood transmission, and body fluid transmission. Because the concentration of disinfectants in the air is extremely high, the j virus lives very unhappy in Tianjin, and the air transmission route is almost invalid.
But things were not that simple. A large number of corpse tides successively captured the surrounding areas of Tianjing. This was not the end. Zombies at most swept the lives on the street like locusts passing through the border. What was really scary were the alien species, one by one, one by one, was agile, powerful, and very strange. They seemed to know that the delicious food lived behind the steel doors of tall buildings.
The first alien species emerged from somewhere, and then the number of alien species increased. They began to clean up the floors in an organized manner, leaving no living person at the transit, and even holding zombies when they could not find them...
The man, his wife and children followed the crowd to shelter in the underground parking lot of the community. He watched helplessly as there were still people who came in locked outside. Then he was thrown on the door of the underground parking lot and started biting. Blood flowed in through the crack of the door, but no one dared to speak, and could only listen to the wailing outside the door gradually stopped...
"What should I do? There are now foods outside that are full of people."
"yes......"
At the beginning, people could say a few more words, find some food from the car until the food is finished...
Fortunately, the funnel-shaped vent hole in the underground garage can gather rainwater and flow down. Everyone pushed a small pickup truck with a back bucket to block the gap to collect rainwater.
People will not die of thirst, but the intense stomach acid burning in their stomachs still makes almost everyone have a bad life. The physical pain almost makes people lose their will. They sleep more, talk less, and exercise less. The entire underground garage is filled with the rotten smell of excrement. Except for drinking water, no one is willing to do any extra movements. Dozens of people spent countless days in a daze. Finally, someone couldn't hold on and drank water frantically to gain some meager feeling of fullness.
This man didn't know whether he was starved to death, was suffocated to death or drowned. In short, he was dead, and his body floated in the back compartment of the jeep. In order to prevent the water from being contaminated, people put the dead man in another jeep.
People adjust their daily schedules according to their watches. Anyway, there is nothing to survive hunger except sleeping.
"Dad, I'm hungry." The son said to the man.
The man's belly was like a fire, and he looked at his young son and took the filled water over.
"Dad, I just drank water." The boy pushed away the kettle he handed over to him, and he couldn't get into the water anymore.
Although my wife didn't say anything, she could tell from her haggard state that she was not doing well.
food......
food......
The voices in the man's mind kept struggling and shouting...
By the way! Food!
The man suddenly thought of something. At a time when almost everyone was sleeping, he quietly crawled into the jeep box where the corpse was placed, and gently sliced a piece of meat from the corpse with a knife on the keychain...
Although the body was a little rotten, the man with empty belly felt extremely delicious, just like three-quarters of beef. If you add a little cumin, what a delicious taste!
The man put pieces of flesh from the dead body, and feasted like a primitive man.
Suddenly, a sound rang out, scaring the man and hurriedly huddled in the corner of the jeep, fearing that someone would discover his eating habits...
The jeep sank, and another person also flipped into the jeep. He looked at the man huddled in the corner and was startled. He almost screamed, but the man slapped his mouth: "Let's come together, don't show off."
The man who was covered with his mouth nodded gently before the man let go of his hand covering his mouth. After the two of them had enough, the man cut two pieces and took them back, preparing to eat for his wife and son.
After feeding his son, the man gently patted his wife: "If you have food, eat some."
"What is this...this is...meat!!!???" The wife lowered her voice: "Where did you get it?"
The man didn't say anything, he knew his wife knew it well.
The man cut the body one by one day and used it as food for their family.
Until one day, another person died and starved to death. When people put the corpse together with the previous corpse, they found clues. One after another was cut in the thigh of the previous corpse, and it seemed that someone had cut the flesh of the corpse with a sharp weapon.
...... The man and another cannibal looked at each other tacitly, just like playing werewolf killing. Another cannibal stood up: "We will starve to death sooner or later, it's better..."
Another cannibal became the leader of this group of people. The task and power of planning the distribution of corpses was his task and power. He cut off one by one and distributed it to one person after another.
With this raw meat, people can prolong their lives, and with food, people will not starve to death.
If the good times don’t last long, people won’t starve to death, which means there is no source of food.
Chapter completed!