Volume 1 Chapter 1 Disaster Day
Chapter 1 Disaster Day ("")
"When I close my eyes, the world doesn't exist!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up with a burning sensation in his stomach, sat up with his hands on his stomach, and half-closed his eyes in a daze, a little confused whether it was a dream or reality. The strong hunger made the intestines twitch, and all the senses returned to the body. The smell of dead mice in the house, the dark and low sky outside the window, and the creaking sounds of zombies of various shapes stepping on broken glass downstairs made people feel uncomfortable. Cold to the bone.
Pick up the bag of instant noodles with half a bag left from the bedside desk, open the bag and take a deep breath with your nose. The smell of the food makes the saliva secrete quickly, as if you can't even feel the smell in the air. Crush the instant noodles, put them into the mouth little by little, and taste them slowly with the tip of the tongue. Before you know it, the last stalk of noodles disappears in your mouth. Find the scissors and carefully cut the bag of instant noodles, and use your tongue to clean every bit of it. Broken noodles, rinsed his mouth with mineral water and swallowed the residue in his mouth together, drank the rest of the water and got out of bed, stood behind the window and watched the zombies walking around unconsciously on the street, thinking The remaining food can last for a few days, and I can't help but think about half a month ago.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is an elderly otaku. His parents died of cancer one after another, and his younger sister married out of town. He was the only one left at home. He resigned and went home after arguing with the unit leader. He lost his money by opening a small restaurant in Wh City with his friends, and he was too lazy to go out. Looking for a job, holding a computer to hang out at the starting point every day, parents leave a facade to collect rent to eat and drink, and the days are nourishing, go out once a month to collect rent, buy a month's daily necessities home, and gradually gain weight To around 170, live a simple and low-key life.
He also turned 34 this year in 2012, and he didn't care about the apocalyptic language everywhere on the Internet, so he didn't see anything about the destruction of the world in 1999! In March, Mount Fuji in Japan erupted on fire, and in the following months, fires erupted all over the world, even causing panic among the people, and there were all kinds of rumors. Then the national leaders released a televised speech to refute the rumors. Many experts also tried their best to confirm that everything was a natural phenomenon. Since June, the earth has also begun to calm down. The earthquake has disappeared, the volcano has subsided, the economy has begun to recover, and the price of pork has begun to drop. , some doomsday websites were also shut down, and life began to be better, but he still ate and waited to die.
December 21, 2012 has also passed, nothing happened, and those doomsday forums are also silent, only some novices are complaining that they can’t finish the rice and cabbage bought at home, at least they bought a few thousand catties, and the market The compressed biscuits on the website have all increased in price.
On December 24, 2012, it was reported that a small group of meteorites fell in the Pacific Ocean, causing no economic loss. Until 9 am on December 31, 2012 the world changed.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to go to bed after staying up all night. He felt that there was an indescribable smell in the air, so he closed all the doors and windows tightly, took a hot bath, and sprayed enough of the expired perfume left by his sister as an air freshener. The quilt fell asleep in the dark, got up at 9 o'clock in the evening, ate something, turned on the computer and flipped through the website of the starting point, and found that most of the novels had not been updated. It is on the main road of the capital of hydropower, although it is far away from the city center, cars are always coming and going, and the usual roar of cars can be heard endlessly. He has not heard any cars passing by since he woke up. Could it be that the road is being repaired, Zhang Xiaoqiang Whispering in his heart, suddenly there was a scream outside, and he was so frightened that he didn't even wear shoes and stood barefoot by the window and looked outside.
Three or four people were squatting together under the streetlight, not knowing what they were doing, Zhang Xiaoqiang took off his glasses, wiped them with his clothes and put them on again, carefully watching those people seemed to be eating something, the coldness of the soles of his feet reminded him He was still barefoot, put on his slippers and found a rag to clean the windows he hadn't bothered to clean before, and looked outside to find two people with legs stretched out and twitching, and one of them sat with his back facing him. On the ground, the light from the street lamp shone into the middle of the crowd. A man was lying on his back on the ground with his head tilted to one side and his chest was opened. Two people squatting on the ground were fighting for their liver and lungs while feeding into their mouths, with their backs to him. The man sitting on the ground holds a heart in both hands and chews it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs softened and he knelt down on the floor tiles. He felt sick and his throat was itchy. He hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed to the toilet to vomit until the corners of his mouth became bitter and he couldn't vomit anymore. He held on to the wall for a while I stood up, wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, took a glass of water from the water dispenser and rinsed my mouth, sat on the floor, my mind was full of the horror movies I watched before, Resident Evil, Dawn of the Living Dead, Horror of the Cannibals, and pork buns with human flesh wait.
After sitting for half an hour, I felt better, and went to the window to observe again. The cannibals changed from three to a group, and there were still people walking slowly outside the street lights. Under the dim light, this was so weird, it made him tremble all over, goosebumps came up, and the hairs in his heart were straight.
I suddenly remembered the police, and hurriedly found my mobile phone to call, but I couldn't remember the number in a hurry, and I was so anxious that I was sweating! Zhang Xiaoqiang took a long breath and calmed down, and after a few seconds of calmness, he dialed 110. The line seemed to be playing with him, and then he called 120, but still couldn't get through. He called a few relatives and friends Either no one answered or the line was busy, so anxious that he wished he could throw the phone into the toilet and flush it away.