Chapter 972 I Want to Be a Zombie, at Least It Won’t Be so Painful

Fifth Satellite City.

Under Feng Lihou's call, more and more people joined their agreement: as long as they died, they would allow others to eat them.

In order to alleviate their guilt.

Feng Lihou looked at the people around him, holding a dagger in his hand, slowly squatted down, and was about to attack the body on the floor.

Ding Xiong, who was standing next to him, suddenly said: "Or, let's ask for help from the big camphor tree base again. I always feel that this is not a good idea."

Before Feng Lihou could answer him, the big cat leaning against the wall mocked:

"Hehe, do you think it's useful? If it was useful, we wouldn't have fallen into this situation a long time ago, right? Besides, who do you think you are? Let them take risks to help us, think too much."

Feng Lihou paused slightly, raised his head and said to Ding Xiong:

"I won't force you, but if you want to survive, you have to do this."

After that, he cut off a piece of meat with a dagger and put it in his mouth.

Ugh——

Feng Lihou felt a fishy smell in his mouth, but he didn't spit it out, and swallowed it hard.

Then he handed the dagger to another person.

The person behind him also cut off a piece of meat with the dagger like Feng Lihou.

With two people starting, the other people who had been hungry for a long time went over and shared the corpse.

But in a corner of the room, a young man looked at them with hatred.

The corpse was his eldest brother, but he was powerless to stop these people.

He glared at everyone who shared his eldest brother, as if he wanted to remember their faces.

He gritted his teeth and cried dry.

Looking at this group of people, he made a decision.

While everyone else went to share the food, he secretly moved his body and walked out of the room.

He went to the second floor, and there were people on every window on the second floor resisting the impact of zombies.

So he went upstairs step by step, and he didn't find any opportunities when he reached the third and fourth floors.

When he reached the stairs leading to the fifth floor from the fourth floor, he wiped away his tears.

He said to the man who was guarding here: "I'll watch it, you take a rest."

The man was a little tired, and someone came to take over his guard at this time, so he was naturally very happy, so he smiled and said: "Okay, you watch it, the things above are forked with ropes, you just watch these places, don't let the things above roll down."

"Don't worry, I will keep watching." The boy said seriously.

"Okay, then you watch it, I'll take a nap, I'm so sleepy." The man hammered his waist, then walked to the right aisle, and then fell asleep leaning against the aisle.

The boy looked at the steps that were full of ropes and steel bars. These crisscross arrangements were used to prevent the items above from falling.

The blocking of these items prevented the zombies on the roof from rushing down.

The boy looked around, everyone was sleeping.

He was ruthless in his heart, and gently pulled out a handful of steel bars, but there were too many obstacles in the crisscross, and pulling out one steel bar had no effect at all.

So he pulled out three more and cut off a hemp rope with a dagger.

Then, he moved another chair away, and then pulled the pole stuck on the escalator from the steps.

Clang!

The pole was pulled down by him and fell to the ground.

It suddenly woke up the person who was sleeping next to him.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?" A burly man climbed up and said angrily.

The boy saw that he was discovered, and ignored the man, and continued to untie the ties tied on top.

At the same time, several people next to him woke up.

Seeing what the boy was doing at this time, they hurried over to stop him.

Snap!

Someone slapped the boy and cursed angrily:

"Do you know that doing this will kill us? If you want to die, don't drag us down."

The boy showed a crazy look in his eyes, and suddenly shouted loudly:

"You all ate my big brother, die, you all deserve to die!"

The roar was so loud that the zombies on the roof became more excited.

Hit the things on the steps hard.

Crash!

Because the teenager pulled out four or five steel bars inserted on top, cut the hemp rope, and pulled out the chair and pole stuck below, the items in the stairs lost their resistance under the impact of the zombies.

Under the chain reaction, the items on the steps suddenly rolled down.

"Stop it!" a man shouted in horror.

And ran over frantically, using his body to block the rolling items.

Unfortunately, there were originally many items on the top, and with the crazy impact of the zombies above, he couldn't stop the items from rolling down.

"Ah!" The man was hit by a more than one-meter-long iron cabinet, and other boxes, chairs and other things on it drowned him.

What's more terrifying is that these items are like a tide, rolling down continuously.

The zombies on the top actually rushed to the middle of the steps.

There was only a handrail on the right side of the steps, and these zombies reached out through the gap in the handrail to grab people.

Such a movement alarmed more and more people.

They ran over to try to stop these zombies from rushing down.

But unfortunately, many of them had not eaten for several days and had no strength at all. Compared with the zombies above, whose strength grew stronger the longer they stayed in the rainstorm, it was difficult to stop them.

The items on the steps rolled down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it weren't for the people below pushing them up, these items would have rolled down long ago.

"Hurry up and use the steel bar to fork it. We can't stop it with our strength alone. Hurry up!"

"Where's the steel bar?"

"Fuck, that kid took it away."

"Hurry, I can't hold it anymore."

Crash--

The items on the steps rolled down and reached the third floor.

The zombies above got in through the gap.

Biting towards the arm of a person who was pinned down by something.

"My hand, my hand, save me."

"It's over, the zombies are coming down."

"Go downstairs quickly, you will die if you stay here."

But before he could go downstairs, more and more zombies came through the gaps. Some zombies even jumped directly downstairs and onto the third floor steps.

There were already many people in this building, but now they wanted to escape and had no idea where to hide.

Chaos.

Seeing the desperate expressions of these people, the young man's eyes were filled with joy.

Die, die all.

If everyone dies, the world will be clean.

Since you want to eat my brother, then let you bury him together.

Second floor.

When Da Zui heard the sound from upstairs, he stood up.

"Brother, there seems to be movement up there."

Dazui glanced at him and said, "Go over and take a look."

"Ah, shall I go?"

"are you going?"

"Oh." The man wanted to slap himself twice, what a mouthful.

So he plucked up the courage and walked upstairs slowly.

As soon as he reached the steps from the second floor to the third floor, he saw a large group of people rushing downstairs.

"Fuck, don't squeeze me. What happened?" he shouted frantically.

But no one paid any attention to him.

Someone pushed him and he fell to the ground.

He was trampled under the feet of the frightened people above and could only hold his head in his hands.

Howling wildly.

The people behind him ran down and tripped over his body and fell to the ground, but the people behind him would not stop at all.

In panic, they just wanted to escape quickly.

But the ground was blocked and more and more people were stumbling.

There are zombies behind you, and no one wants to be bitten to death by zombies.

So he ran downstairs even more crazily.

The stairs were blocked, more and more people were piled on the ground, and it was completely blocked.

The people in front were pinned down and unable to move, while the people behind were pushed forward crazily.

The people who were pressed below couldn't breathe at all, and there were four, five, or even seven or eight people pressed on them, making their bones crackle.

This was just the scene on the second and third floors. As more and more people learned the news, they kept running to places they thought were safe.

But this building is so big, there is no absolutely safe place.

People in the hall ran towards the room, and people at the door of the room ran towards the depths of the room.

Even if they die, they don't want to be the last to die.

They just have to outrun the person behind them.

First floor.

Feng Lihou also heard the movement upstairs and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He opened his mouth and asked, "What happened upstairs?"

"Zombies ran down from the roof."

One word stirs up a thousand waves.

"What?"

"It's over, it's all over, we are all going to die here."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

"Come into the room and walk around."

Everyone was like ants on a hot pot, so they ran to the room one after another.

But originally this building was so big that it was already very crowded to accommodate so many people.

There were people in the aisles and in the halls.

But at this time, these people all ran to the room, which meant that the number of people in the originally crowded room doubled.

Feng Li's face changed, and he quickly said to the team members: "Retreat to the room."

But at this time, everyone lost their minds. No matter what temporary leader he was, Feng Lihou rushed towards the room.

At the same time, because there is no door panel on the hall door to hold up the back.

Under the impact of the zombies outside, the door panel began to shake and teetered.

Feng Lihou was trapped by the crowd, and he couldn't move at all amid the crowd.

More and more zombies are rushing down from the roof.

Some zombies jumped directly to the second floor.

The people on the second floor turned into a crowd due to a stampede.

The zombies jumped into the crowd, like a tiger jumping into a hole full of rabbits.

Phew!

The zombie bit the top man's neck off.

Blood flew everywhere.

The people below kept wailing, screaming and roaring together.

This scene made people in front of the mountain feel numb after seeing it.

My heart slowed down a beat.

Then he became more frightened and kept running to the room.

At this time, the door to the room could not be closed because people kept rushing in.

On the contrary, it was the big mouth on the second floor. When the person sent out did not come back, and when he saw people outside rushing towards his room, he closed the door immediately without hesitation.

"Put the rack up, quickly!" Big Mouth shouted frantically towards the team members behind him.

"What happened outside?"

"No matter what happens, it's not a good thing."

Doors were shut and shelves blocked.

The next second.

There was a sound of banging on the door.

Bang, bang, bang!

"Open the door, open the door, the zombies are running down, let me in."

Hiss~

Big Mouth took a breath of cold air.

Sure enough, the zombies came in.

Open the door?

It must not be opened.

If this door is opened, it will never be closed again.

The crazy crowd rushed in, and they had no way to close it again.

Big Mouth asked the team members to quickly bring all the other things they could find to block the door.

"Big Mouth, your uncle, let me in quickly, the zombies are coming."

"Son of a bitch! If you don't open the door, I'll kill you."

"Fuck."

"Please, open the door quickly, I'm alone now, let me in."

"I was wrong, let me in."

"Ah! My hand, Big Mouth, fuck you.."

Listening to the roars, screams, and various panicked sounds coming from outside, Big Mouth never opened the door, and looked at the team members behind him with a cold look.

"Duoduo, go and watch the window carefully. Zombies are coming in from outside. We are all going to die."

The first floor door.

Since no one was there to block it, the door was finally pushed open under the impact of the zombies.

Bang!

The zombies rolled in like a tide.

These zombies had no reason, they just bit and gnawed people.

The whole building was like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan.

Sizzle.

The oil pan slowly dried the drop of water.

The fourth floor.

The boy did not leave, his eyes were sad and motionless.

Even if a zombie approached him, he did not move at all.

He even threw the steel bar in his hand to the ground.

Let the zombie approach him, then open his fangs and bite his neck.

Swish!

The neck was bitten open by sharp teeth.

The boy felt his neck being bitten open, but he was not frightened at all, but focused his attention on his neck.

There was a little pain, but it was only physical pain.

I felt it carefully.

Blood was lost and the body temperature dropped rapidly.

It was a little cold, but it didn't seem to be a big deal.

The boy spit out blood foam from his mouth and muttered to himself:

"So this is what it feels like to be bitten by a zombie. It doesn't seem to be that painful,

at least it's not as painful as when I saw them eating my big brother.

I want it to hurt more."

"Zombies want to eat people, and people want to eat people, there's no difference.

In this case, it's better to be a zombie, at least there won't be any worries, no hunger, no fear, no heartache, no despair.

Even if I were a zombie, I wouldn't feel anything when I died.

How great.

Haha!

It's a pity that I guess I'll be eaten up and can't be a zombie."

Swish~

The zombie took another bite, and the boy's neck tilted.

It formed a weird angle, and his eyes turned white.

Blood kept spitting out of his mouth.

In the end, his head was thinking: Big brother, don't walk too fast, the little boy is looking for you.

Big camphor tree base.

The second uncle in the duty room put down the intercom and thought frantically.

The fifth satellite city has not sent any news for three days.

(Seeking monthly tickets)