In 2075 AD, global warming caused icebergs to melt, and bacteria buried underground reappeared on Earth, bringing about earth-shattering changes to the entire planet, and humanity also faced an unprecedented severe test.

Did it begin with a volcanic eruption?

Or did it begin with a quiet drop of acid rain?

Or perhaps it started after news reports of hurricanes increased one day?

Su He couldn't remember clearly, only that on that day, he was in class at school. Sunlight streamed through the window into the classroom, gilding the desks and chairs with a golden hue. The teacher was reciting an ancient poem with great expression:

"...My hair bristles with rage, I lean against the railing as the rain subsides. I raise my eyes, look up to the sky and roar, my heart filled with fierce ambition. Thirty years of fame and glory are but dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of road are but clouds and moon—"

"Hey, Fatty, wanna play ball after dinner? My mom's working the night shift and won't be home tonight, come over to my place to play games. It's the new 'Jianghu Tales,' and I just bought a new holographic pod, let's grind monsters together!"

"Oh no, I'm not going. My brother bought a new flying machine yesterday and said he'll take me to get my pilot's license this summer. I'd better do my best lately."

"Pshaw, my dad said he's taking me to the Antarctic amusement park this summer. I want to adopt a polar bear."

"Why don't you just go to the Jurassic Park theme park that's a 1:1 replica? That's way more exciting! I heard they successfully recreated the Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Mosasaurus, that's so cool!"

He whispered to his deskmate, complaining that today's class was so boring, and the teacher's voice sounded like a hypnotic lullaby.

Looking back now, it was just an ordinary day.

The disaster struck without warning.

The sky suddenly darkened, the earth trembled violently, and countless beautiful shooting stars streaked across the sky. People on the street disembarked from the aircraft and began to cheer and celebrate. Like his classmates, he took out his personal smart device to record and share his observations.

But the heart-wrenching screams shattered everything.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A brightly dressed urban woman collapsed, clutching her neck. Crimson blood gushed from her fair neck like a fountain. Her face was filled with confusion and disbelief. The warm blood exploded, and the entire street was silenced.

The person who attacked her was her boyfriend who was with her.

He had completely changed at this moment. His face was pale, and his pupils were filled with a terrifying white. He was chewing on flesh with skin on, making a "crunching" sound.

"Ho-ho-ho!"

The woman, whose neck was almost broken, let out a violent hissing sound, rolled her eyes upward, and stood up in an extremely bizarre posture. The next second, she also pounced on the crowd.

"Aaaaaaah!"

"Help!!"

"Zombies! Zombies!! Help me!!"

"I don't want to die!! Save me!!"

Blood and gore, limbs torn apart, an endless expanse of red filled Su He's eyes.

He stared wide-eyed, unable to utter a word, only able to gaze at this absurd and bizarre world.

...

"vomit--"

Thinking of that scene, Su He couldn't help but feel nauseous again. There wasn't much in his stomach to begin with, and now he could only vomit up a mouthful of sour water—he hadn't eaten for two days.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

The little girl sitting next to him tugged at Su He's sleeve. Her big, clear eyes looked a little timid. Her hair had been roughly cut short, making it almost impossible to tell her gender. Her clothes were also dirty, looking like they hadn't been washed for many days.

"DouDou, be good. When it gets light, those things won't have such good hearing anymore. I'll go to the supermarket up ahead and see if I can find anything to eat."

Su He forced back the pain in her stomach, swallowed hard, and pulled out a mineral water bottle from behind her back. It contained only a shallow layer of relatively clean water.

"Come on, DouDou, drink some water first. If you drink more water, you won't be so hungry."

The little girl shook her head understandingly and pushed the last bit of water into his arms:

"Brother, you drink, DouDou isn't thirsty."

She was young and didn't know how to hide her desire. She turned her head away, but her chapped lips betrayed her.

"Then leave it there and drink it tomorrow."

Su He licked his lower lip and carefully put the polypropylene "garbage" that he had previously looked down upon back behind him.

The night was pitch black, the entire city was plunged into darkness, without a single ray of light, and countless zombies wandered aimlessly in the streets, making wild "hoarse" sounds.

Su He dared not make a sound, and even when he turned over, he dared to be very quiet, because he knew that once those "things" discovered him, he and Dou Dou would be turned into a bloody mess.

This was a "refuge" they found on the eleventh floor. The owner either fled for his life or had become one of those "things," leaving behind some supplies that ended up benefiting the two of them.

After a long while, DouDou, who was sleeping under the table, let out a very soft sob:

"Brother, will you find DouDou's mother?"

"..."

Su He turned over without answering, and only after turning her back did she dare to wipe away the tears on her face again and again.

"Yes, definitely. The Federation is so powerful, they can definitely kill all these damned things and take us away—go to sleep, I'll take you to the east tomorrow morning to see if we can find some more food."

It has now been 173 days since G City fell, and 17-year-old Su He is only thinking about how to continue to live.

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That night, the zombies in the city seemed to be restless because of something, and they roamed the streets in groups.

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