Volume 1 Chapter 9 Infected

Chapter 9 Infected ("")

Zhang Xiaoqiang wiped the tears off his face, stood up and collected the scattered supplies. The heavy rain was still falling, and there was only the sound of pattering rain in the whole world.

He didn't think about anything, but mechanically gathered all kinds of materials and moved them to the living room.

"Touch..." The iron door was closed by him, Zhang Xiaoqiang came back to his senses, the raincoat was still on, the rainwater kept dripping down the hem of the raincoat onto the floor tiles, the clothes inside the raincoat were completely soaked, the cold and cold He was shaking.

Zhang Xiaoqiang changed his clothes, sat on the bed with a quilt on, the heater was turned on to the maximum, and the crimson light from the heater reflected on his face, the hot light hurt his skin like countless small needles, but he still couldn't Chasing the chill down to the bone, Zhang Xiaoqiang shivered while hugging the quilt, the rain was still falling outside the window.

I thought of the baijiu I found a few days ago, "Baijiu can drive away the cold".

He took out the boutique "Rice Flower Fragrance" that was pressed at the bottom of the box, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip. The 52° white wine was in his mouth. Tongue starts to tingle. Baijiu scalded down his throat like a hot oil to the bottom of his heart, and the burning sensation spread from the bottom of his heart to his throat again.

The cold air trapped in the bones seemed to be dissipating slowly. Turning down the heater, Zhang Xiaoqiang hugged the quilt and stared at the heater in a daze.

The hungry stomach awakened Zhang Xiaoqiang to eat something. He got out of bed and went to the living room to find a box of wafer biscuits. He tore open the package. A cockroach fell out of the box, fell to the ground and crawled around. The foot stepped on the cockroach.

An empty mineral water bottle was placed on the computer desk, the bottle cap was tightly closed, and two air holes were left on it, and the cockroach lay quietly at the bottom of the bottle, motionless. In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't trample it to death, but locked it in a bottle without giving it food. Wondering how long it can survive without food.

In this desperate city, Zhang Xiaoqiang is like a refugee living on an isolated island, with no hope and no future. Except for the zombies wandering downstairs, only this cockroach was with him, lonely, like a wild beast, constantly biting his heart, like a poison, constantly corroding his heart.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sometimes wonders if he is the only human being left on the earth now, and he is the king of the whole world, the king of one person.

"If you can't stand being alone, learn to enjoy being alone."

Zhang Xiaoqiang gnawed on the wafer biscuits, thinking about how long he could last with the current supplies, he even wanted to escape the city while it was raining, but unfortunately he couldn't drive, let alone steal a car.

"Go out?" Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head, dispelling this crazy idea. I don't know how many days the rain will last, and I don't know if all zombies like to be in the rain. I don't know where he can go, he has been to wh city in his life and x city where his sister married.

"The future is bleak, alas!" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed.

He had already finished eating a box of wafer biscuits before he knew it, and his mouth felt dry. He picked up a bottle of mineral water and took a big gulp. As soon as he swallowed it, his whole body lost strength.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carried the plastic water bottle to the ground, his whole body convulsed, his heart seemed to be hammered again and again with a sledgehammer, he opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, only "" Heck, heck, it was like a red-hot iron ball was thrown into the internal organs, rolling around in the body non-stop, all the internal organs were ignited. The burning sensation spread from the inside to the outside, and the skin on his hands became red. Zhang Xiaoqiang was dying of pain. He had never experienced such pain. It was the first time he wanted to die. Only death could end this pain.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground and bumped his head against the floor tiles again and again, the blood flowed into his eyes, he couldn't see clearly, his vision was red. Zombies, food, survival...all are not important anymore. He just wanted to end this howling pain, even if it took his life, he just instinctively hit his head on the ground hoping to make himself pass out.

I don't know how many hours, or minutes, the pain is over. Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes, his face was covered with blood mixed with tears and snot, his whole body shrank into a ball like a boiled shrimp, his body was still twitching subconsciously, his teeth were clenched tightly and he couldn't let go.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay quietly, not doing anything, not thinking about anything, he hadn't woken up from the terrible pain yet.

The mineral water bottle in his hand was usurped into a ball by him, and the mineral water kept spraying from the mouth of the bottle onto his body and the ground. The clothes he had just changed into were covered in blood and water.

An abnormally cold feeling still appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, not the kind of cold that hits the bone, but the kind of cold that can freeze the bone marrow. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the bottle and hugged his hands tightly in front of his chest, trembling all over. , The jaws that were not loose just now were also let go, and the upper and lower teeth kept bumping. The legs rub against each other, hoping to generate a little warmth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was cold all over, and wanted to go to bed, but he didn't have any strength in his body. As the chill in his body became heavier, his vision began to blur, and his mind became more and more drowsy.

"It's over?" Zhang Xiaoqiang murmured, "I'll see the old man and the old lady!"

The severe pain woke Zhang Xiaoqiang up, and the feeling of burning flames once again made him twitch all over. He didn't know how many times this was, every time he was stunned by the bone-chilling cold, and his whole body was twitched again. All of them were awakened by the burning pain, and the number of times and the time were unknown. If there is hell in the world, he is already suffering in hell.

The pain and coldness did not ease in the slightest as before, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's nerves had already started to go numb, and as he fainted again and again when he woke up, his mind would not be as blank as it was at the beginning, knowing nothing and knowing nothing. Do not want to know!

His body was still in pain, Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground and looked at the ceiling, as if his body was no longer his own, and all the pain had nothing to do with him.

"There must be a virus in the rainwater. He must have accidentally swallowed the rainwater in the rain." Zhang Xiaoqiang kept thinking, and the cold air was moving around his body again, as if even the blood had begun to coagulate.

"Am I infected? Will it be so painful to become a zombie?" Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to think, the chill on his body became stronger, and his thinking began to slow down.

"It takes 45 minutes for the zombie to mutate, haven't I reached the time yet? It's so slow!" The moment he fainted, "Hurry up and become a zombie..." There was darkness.

At 7:30 on February 1, 2013, the mobile phone alarm rang again and again, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was awakened by the ringing in the bedroom. Opening his eyes, his consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and he found himself lying wet in the living room, trying to stand up, but he didn't have the slightest strength in his body, so he propped himself up on the ground with his hands, Zhang Xiaoqiang sat up, everything that happened last night was captured by him. I remembered.

"I turned into a zombie?" Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly looked at his fingers, his nails were neatly trimmed, and touched his teeth. "Flat..." he called out. "I haven't turned into a zombie!" With a little strength in his body, Zhang Xiaoqiang struggled to stand up and walked to the bedroom. The figure in the full-length mirror looked very downcast, the hair that hadn't been washed for a long time was a little tangled, the face was bloody, and the eyes were a little small. Clearly see dark brown pupils.

Not turning into a zombie didn't make Zhang Xiaoqiang happy, and naturally he wasn't depressed either. After experiencing the pain of purgatory yesterday, his mood was calm now. He looked out the window, and the rain stopped!