Chapter 550 Doomsday (1)

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Today is Saturday. Dong Qing, a third-year student at a second-rate university in Uehara, should have been a tutor, but yesterday the child's parent called Dong Qing to say that the child was sick and told him not to go.

Therefore, Dong Qing lost the opportunity to earn two days of living expenses.

"This kid is definitely playing and pretending to be sick." Lying on the bed in the 20-square-meter rental house, Dong Qing thought to himself.

His student was a little boy in the sixth grade. He was a big kid, and his mind was more lively than an adult. Dong Qing was often spoofed by this little guy.

From the morning to the afternoon, Dong Qing spent his time in the rental house. He is an otaku, and he usually spends a whole day with a computer in his hand.

I didn't eat breakfast, so I put some biscuits for lunch, and it wasn't until it was dark that Dong Qing's stomach growled.

"Why hasn't Xiaoya come back?" Dong Qing was a little worried when she saw that the sky was getting darker and darker outside.

He was originally a student from a middle-class family. He was lucky enough to be admitted to a high school and became a college student. In school, this guy was nicknamed the Stuffy Oil Bottle. In his sophomore year, Hibiki took a schoolgirl.

Xiaoya is one year younger than him, she is a petite girl, and her appearance can only be said to be average, but Dong Qing thinks that his girlfriend kills some class and school beauty in seconds, which is probably what people often say is a lover's eyes.

In the first half of this year, in order to live a happy life without shame and shame with his girlfriend, Dong Qing gritted his teeth and moved out of the dormitory, and rented a house with Xiaoya.

Even if the house in Ueyuan City is a low-rent house of about 20 square meters, it cannot be afforded by him, a poor student with only a small living allowance, so the couple found part-time jobs one after another.

In addition to the tutoring that he was supposed to go to today, there is a class for high school sophomores tomorrow. That's the big one. The money earned in two hours is enough for him and Xiaoya to go to the self-service hot pot restaurant for a meal.

In addition, Dong Qing usually distributes flyers and substitutes at school, all for a better life. Tired or tired, Dong Qing feels fine.

Looking at the time display in the lower right corner of the computer, it was already 7:50 in the evening. Dong Qing looked worried. Under normal circumstances, Xiaoya should be back at around 7:10, and then the two would pack up today's dinner together. .

Xiaoya also has a part-time job. She works as a salesperson in a small clothing store. She gets off work at 6:30 on weekdays, and then takes the bus back to their nest.

Dong Qing is very homely, but he cared about his girlfriend very much. After waiting for another five minutes, he was really panicking. The computer here suddenly disconnected from the Internet. Dong Qing simply dropped the mouse, put on the down coat on the hanger, and went downstairs. Xiaoya waiting for the stop sign.

The temperature at the end of December is really cold, especially in a northern city like Ueyuan City, Dong Qing stomped his feet, hoping to dispel the chill from his body.

There are relatively few people around his rental house. This is a demolition area, otherwise he would not be able to temporarily rent it at a cheaper price.

However, it won't be long until the lease is over. The government will send a demolition team in two months. He and Xiaoya will have to rush to find a place to live next month.

The street lights flickered on and off, a gust of cold wind blew, and goosebumps formed under Dong Qing's sleeves.

Dong Qing is actually very courageous, otherwise he would not have dared to block Xiaoya at the school gate when he was a sophomore, and shamelessly confessed to others that the surrounding quiet environment did not defeat Dong Qing. In games, it's just the same.

"Those forums abroad are so deserted today, is the website blocked?" Xu Shi waited for a long time

Now, Dong Qing began to shift his attention, remembering the strange things during the day.

Dong Qing is a technical nerd among otaku. He often goes over the wall to browse major foreign websites. This guy is not good at learning foreign languages. In many cases, Xiaoya translates for him.

By browsing foreign online forums, Dong Qing can chat with foreign friends about the local culture of their respective hometowns. The Internet developed by technology in the new era can connect strangers thousands of miles away. It must be said that this is a miracle.

Remembering that the computer suddenly disconnected from the Internet just now, Dong Qing guessed which optical cable was faulty again, and there were many right and wrong in the demolition area.

There was still no sign of vehicles coming and going under the street lights at the intersection in the distance, and Dong Qing became more and more worried about his girlfriend.

Finally, two buses approached Dong Qing's stop, one after the other.

"Damn! This driver is drunk?!" The bus in front was moving forward crookedly, the headlights kept blinking, and it hit Dong Qing directly.

Dong Qing dodged nimbly, only to see that the platform behind him suffered disaster, and even the bus stop sign was hit by the out-of-control bus.

Dong Qinggang, who had almost escaped, was about to scold him when he saw a scene that made his scalp numb.

Through the windshield on the side of the bus, Dong Qing saw how bloody the bus was.

A middle-aged woman covered in blood stretched out her right hand in pain, and seemed to be calling for help to Dong Qing outside the car. Behind her, several 'humans' with pale skin and deep-set eyes, no whites but dark eyes, were in the middle of the night. Want to dig and devour something.

Dong Qing was a little nauseous, because he recognized the strange-looking guys who were stuffing the middle-aged woman's intestines into their mouths.

The hands trembled unnaturally, Dong Qing stumbled and stepped back, and in the blink of an eye, the lower half of the middle-aged woman's body was eaten by those 'people'.

The middle-aged woman was not dead yet. She was slapping the windshield of the bus with her blood-stained right hand, hoping to get help from someone outside the bus.

Dong Qing recognized that the middle-aged woman's mouth was "Save me", but Dong Qing, who was frightened by the situation in front of him, had no reason to save people. He looked around the inside of the car through the car window. Broken limbs are everywhere.

There used to be about a dozen people in the entire carriage, but now the only ones that are still 'complete' are the middle-aged woman who was gradually dismembered in front of Dong Qing, and the driver over there whose ears and chin were bitten off a large piece. .

Dong Qing didn't know whether the monsters that looked like ghosts and ghosts were considered 'human beings', but their crazy actions and bloody expressions made Dong Qing feel a sense of panic as they turned around and ran wildly.

Shaking his body, Dong Qing hurriedly ran to his house, everything in front of him was terrible, Dong Qing had never killed a chicken before, and suddenly seeing such a bloody and disgusting scene, Dong Qing almost wanted to eat yesterday's meal All spit out.

Just after turning around and fleeing for two seconds, a hurried and panicked scream came from the bus behind.

Unlike the drunken driving route of the bus in front, the bus behind stopped dangerously and dangerously by the platform, and before it came to a complete stop, the front door opened wide, and a few people rushed out of it.

"Murder!"

"Run!"

"Let go of my wife!"

"A man-eating monster!"

"Help!"

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It was a turn

Dong Qing, who was able to leave the street corner, was stagnant, and he heard Xiaoya's cry for help.

The pace of escaping forward gradually slowed down. Dong Qing remembered the middle-aged woman who was eaten raw in front of him just now, and the monsters who were wanton eating on another bus.

His face gradually distorted, and Dong Qing trembled and shouted, "Ah! Xiaoya, I'm here!"

After shouting, Dong Qing turned around and ran back.

The scene in the back of the bus is obviously better than the one in front, and there is only one living dead that has mutated visually.

Now, the living dead that has been transformed and mutated by the negative energy storm is lying on all fours on the last floor like a gecko. Unconscious twitching.

The living dead stared at the humans around it with pitch-black eyes, lowered his head and took two bites, his belly swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the corpses of several humans in the pool of blood were gradually bitten and mutilated.

"Ah! Beast! You give me back my wife!" The black-bearded middle-aged man couldn't stand it at first. He looked around and pulled out the palm-sized window hammer from the bus wall. This was the only thing that could help. Weapon, and then charged towards the living dead with a strange scream.

The black-bearded middle-aged man may be frightened, his movements are too stiff, and before he can get close to the living dead, the living dead as nimble as a lizard kicks back and jumps, and looks like the black-bearded middle-aged man's face from the side pounce.

"Pfft!" Like a tangerine being inserted with a knife blade, and like a watermelon being ripped apart, the middle-aged man's nose and mouth were chewed up by the living dead in an instant and swallowed into his stomach.

After staggering two steps, the middle-aged man finally fell down.

And his pocket-sized window hammer did not attack the living dead until his death.

Killing the human in front of him gave him more food rations. The living dead didn't rush to kill other people in the carriage, but slowly climbed back to their original position and continued to eat the food they hadn't finished.

The movement in the car made Dong Qing, who had just run back, take a look at it. He looked left and right, and saw Xiaoya near the door.

However, Xiaoya can't come out for the time being. Everyone has seen the scene of the living dead killing the middle-aged man with black beard in an instant. Everyone is madly trying to escape.

No one dares to go to the back door of the bus, and now the only thing that can be called an exit is the front door.

A few big men pushed forward, and it was difficult for the people behind to figure it out.

There are people who want to break out of the window, but the only window-breaking hammer is in the hands of the dead big man, and now no one dares to touch the body.

Originally, even if there were more than a dozen people in it, they only needed to walk in order, and they would run out a few seconds faster, but at the juncture of life and death, whoever remembered the order would want to be the first to rush out.

Perhaps this group of people moved too much, annoyed the living dead who were eating, kicked away the broken corpse like a broken basket under their feet, and the living dead slowly approached the others in the carriage.

A few timid girls were frightened and fainted on the spot, and a few older men were not much better. They were fighting with each other on the gums, and their pushing and shoving became even harder.

"Come on!"

"Don't get in my way!"

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There were a lot of blood stains on Dong Qing's girlfriend Xiaoya's light blue clothes, which should have been contaminated by someone else. This girl was directly frightened by the approaching living dead.

"Xiaoya! Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Outside the car, Dong Qing shouted loudly.

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