For seventeen years in the apocalypse, the fields yielded no crops. Lin Man and her mother struggled daily on the brink of starvation and thirst, until one day, she obtained a space.
Do these three have accomplices? Or...
When Lin Man was filled with confusion and uncertainty, he suddenly heard a series of strange sounds.
“Crackling…”
“Crackle, crackle, crackle…”
A chewing sound came from the other side of the hole in the wall. It was different from the sound of two men gnawing on human bones that Lin Man had heard before. It was more frequent and rougher, like the sound of chewing bones as if they were biscuits.
At the same time, there was a strong smell of blood and a rotten smell.
Lin Man's hairs almost stood up at that moment. She guessed what it was. No normal person could make such a sound.
Her palms were so sweaty that she could hardly hold the kitchen knife. She held her breath and walked carefully towards the hole in the wall step by step, while distractedly glancing at the tall man leaning against the wall.
The man still maintained his original posture, but his eyes were wide open and motionless, obviously no longer breathing. The look in his eyes was as if he had seen something extremely terrifying in the last moment before his death.
This also confirmed Lin Man's idea. Zombies! It must be zombies!
Seventeen years after the apocalypse, the vast majority of zombies have been eliminated. Those that have not been eliminated have mostly decayed and died due to lack of food. However, there are still a very small number of zombies in this world, hiding in various dark corners.
But those places should be where humans frequent. How could this dead city have them too?
Lin Man's mind was filled with all sorts of messy thoughts as he slowly approached the hole in the wall. He stood far away and carefully squatted down to look over.
Following the drag mark, not far from the hole in the wall, was an extremely tragic scene.
The missing person fell to the ground, obviously dead, covered in blood. A skinny, brown-muscled creature was lying on top of the corpse, gnawing at the flesh on its chest.
Lin Man's pupils suddenly shrank. It was really a zombie, and it was a zombie that looked like a mummy!
She watched the skinny zombie move stiffly and slowly one moment, then, after swallowing a piece of meat, his movements became faster, and after chewing another piece, he became even more agile.
The mummy-like body was also filling up visibly.
Seeing it stretch out its sharp claws, easily breaking the corpse's ribs, taking out the heart and about to stuff it into its mouth, Lin Man threw the kitchen knife in his hand without thinking, and poured all his spiritual energy into the kitchen knife.
Click!
The next moment, the kitchen knife accurately and fiercely stabbed into the zombie's neck, with almost the entire blade sinking into it.
"Ah!" The zombie screamed and was blown away by the huge force, and the heart in his hand rolled to the side.
It turned its head, revealing its face, which could almost be called a nightmare, with its decayed and sunken eyeballs, and saw Lin Man. The next moment, it climbed up, turned around, and quickly disappeared into the nearest alley.
Lin Man breathed deeply, his hair standing on end. He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to give chase. Then, his mind flashed back to the image of the zombie becoming more agile with each bite of human flesh. It must have been a long time since it had eaten human flesh or any other food, and the fresh blood and flesh allowed it to recover quickly.
Zombies' favorite food is living people, but when food is scarce, they will also eat the dead.
There were three people at the scene. If they were all eaten by that thing...
Lin Man simply couldn't imagine the consequences and shouted in his heart, "Take care of it!"
"Here!" Although Guan Guan could not sense the situation around him very well, he could see what Lin Man saw. The zombie just now also scared him, and he did not dare to make a sound to disturb Lin Man.
"Do you have gasoline? Or any other fuel will do."
"Yes!" The situation was urgent. Guan Guan was not vague. The next moment, a small bucket of gasoline appeared in Lin Man's hand. "There is another bucket."
Lin Man unscrewed the lid without hesitation and poured all the gasoline inside onto the tall man's body.
"Here's fire for you!" Lin Man was about to take out her flint from the space when Guan Guan said this again. Lin Man understood what she meant, and the next moment a burning stick appeared in her hand. She threw the stick at the corpse, and it burst into flames.
Then she bravely climbed over the hole in the wall and poured the remaining gasoline on the body that had been bitten to a bloody pulp and set it on fire. She also found the heart that had rolled to the side and, suppressing her nausea, kicked it into the flames.
"Ao!" A strange cry mixed with anger sounded. Lin Man turned his head suddenly. The zombie poked its head around the corner. It didn't go far!
It looked at the flames with grievance and anger, then stared at Lin Man, as if it wanted to pounce on him.
"Lin Man, take this!" Guan Guan yelled again in her mind. Lin Man clasped her hands together in tacit understanding, and a machete about thirty centimeters long appeared in her right hand, and a pot lid appeared in her left hand.
Lin Man: “…”
Lin Man held up a knife and protected himself with a pot lid. He stared at the zombie across the blazing flames, his whole body filled with fighting spirit.
The zombie seemed to be evaluating something, probably feeling that it was no match for Lin Man at the moment, and disappeared around the corner, as if running somewhere.
Lin Man also did not stop, crawled back into the hole in the wall, and ran towards the third corpse: "Guan Guan, another barrel of gasoline!"
Lin Man poured gasoline all over the corpse. As soon as he threw the small fire stick down, there was a bang and the zombie appeared on the wall.
"Ah!" Faced with the fact that he was one step late and his beloved food was burned, the zombie finally lost his temper and pounced down from the wall towards Lin Manyi.
However, it was obvious that it had eaten too little flesh and blood before, and its movements were still stiff and funny. Lin Man could even see its every move clearly. He raised the machete, swung it violently, and chopped at its right hand.
With a clang, Lin Man felt as if he'd chopped off a piece of steel. He took several steps back, and the zombie did the same. The right hand twisted at a strange angle, and then, growing even more furious, it grabbed the kitchen knife from its neck with its left hand and slowly pulled it out.
It opened its mouth wide, revealing its gums which had lost a few teeth due to dehydration, and walked towards Lin Man step by step.
Lin Man was confused when he saw him pulling out the kitchen knife. This was obviously a zombie that had evolved intelligence and even knew how to use tools. Lin Man didn't know whether it was once an elite among zombies or whether its intelligence had gradually emerged over the past ten years. But obviously, because its muscles had shrunk all over its body, like a mummy, its mobility was greatly restricted. This was the only good news for Lin Man.
Lin Man moved around the zombie as quickly as possible and got behind it. However, the zombie was too stiff to turn around in time. Lin Man chopped at the gap where the kitchen knife had made the cut before, but because the machete was too tight and narrow, it actually cut through, and the broken blade was stuck in the zombie's neck.
Lin Man jumped away immediately, and the next moment the zombie grabbed the kitchen knife and slashed at the place where she had been standing. Because her fingers were stiff and her grip was loose, the kitchen knife slipped out of her hand and was nailed into the wall.
Lin Manyi was delighted and turned behind the zombie again. A hoe appeared in his hand. He hooked the zombie's calf with the hoe, and the zombie fell forward.
Lin Man seized the opportunity, grabbed a large stone from the space that he had previously stored away as a weapon, and smashed it hard on the zombie's head.
With a bang, most of the zombie's neck was chopped off. The hard skull was not broken by this blow, but the neck was twisted, and the zombie stopped moving.
Lin Man was panting, approached carefully, took a closer look, and took out a stick from the space. He picked it up and cut off the last piece of flesh on the zombie's neck, completely separating the head and body. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Damn, this was her first time dealing with a zombie alone. When she relaxed, she realized both her legs were weak.
“Bang, bang, bang…” Suddenly, there was a sound of something hitting the wall, and Guan Guan shouted, “Lin Man, it seems to be behind you!”
Lin Man turned his head and looked at the hole in the wall. A ball of fire came out from there, and the thing that hit the wall was behind the hole.
Lin Man's scalp tingled, and he had a very bad guess in his mind: "No way..."
Bang! The next moment, the thing finally broke through the wall, which had long been unstable, and slowly walked out.
It was a burning man! The one that had been gnawed by zombies and then burned by Lin Man.
Although the body was burning, the head was not, and the entire face had turned blue-gray. The mouth was open to an unnatural degree, and it roared at Lin Man and slowly walked over.
"Damn it!" Lin Man cursed. How could he tell the truth like this?
She picked up the stone that killed the zombie very quickly and threw it towards him.
The stone hit the chest, and the fire zombie fell backwards. His legs were motionless, but his arms were still waving desperately. He made a "ho ho" sound with his mouth, but he couldn't get up.
The stone broke its spine, turning it into a paraplegic.
Lin Man walked over carefully, worried that he would be scratched by the nails that had turned black and long. He had no suitable tools in his hand, so he took out a stone from the space and smashed its head with all his strength.
Everything was quiet. Lin Man took two steps back exhausted and sat down on the ground.
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