Chapter 3! I died again.

Lin Xi, with her bowed legs and stiff neck, wandered the streets, her appearance different from before—

She is still heavily pregnant.

This must look ridiculous. Lin Xi couldn't bear to look at it, and didn't even dare to turn her head to look when she passed by the glass.

Hearing the sounds of people running and fleeing in all directions, a strong urge compelled her to find people to eat.

The streets are already teeming with zombies. If a living person appears, they will be quickly pounced on. If the infection rate is fast enough, the person will soon turn into a zombie. If the infection rate is slow, the person will be devoured by a group of zombies before they can become a zombie.

After witnessing several people fail to escape and be surrounded and eaten, Lin Xi couldn't help but thank her lucky stars that she had been infected quickly enough and didn't have to run for her life.

She hopped and skipped with her bowed legs, celebrating that she no longer had to be afraid of zombies. Before she could even hop twice, a handsome man in a white shirt appeared in her line of sight.

The young man appeared to be in his early twenties and was quite handsome. His white shirt fit him perfectly, showing no signs of the dishevelment of a fugitive, but rather exuding an air of aloofness reminiscent of a sage.

He's cold, but still very handsome.

How handsome is he?

He was so handsome that Lin Xi rushed over to him as soon as she saw him, her mouth drooling uncontrollably.

She jumped up, her bowed legs forming the letter "O," while drooling.

Oops!

That's not drooling from a lovesick girl, that's drooling from someone who wants to eat you!

Lin Xi excitedly moved closer to the handsome guy while screaming in her mind: Ahhh, handsome guy, run away! I don't want to eat you!

But he saw the handsome man elegantly unbutton his sleeves, revealing his smooth, fair arms.

These arms are clearly the result of exercise; they are slender yet powerful.

At the end of his arm, his well-defined fingers clenched into a fist and aimed straight at Lin Xi's stomach.

"Ouch!" Lin Xi cried out in pain. Before she could even admire the beauty of those hands, she was knocked to the ground by the fists formed by those hands. She vomited uncontrollably, and her bowed legs prevented her from getting up no matter how hard she tried.

Waaaaah...

Lin Xi burst into tears—not only was she beaten by the handsome guy, but she also fell down in such an ugly way in front of him.

However, an even more terrifying scene unfolded: the handsome man squatted down in front of her, muttering in a deep, magnetic voice, "Weakness is the head," as he launched a powerful punch at Lin Xi.

"Help!!!!!" Lin Xi tried to scream, but her hoarse throat could only produce "howling howling" sounds.

She died again.

She gave that man a resentful look before she died.

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Lin Xi sat in front of the computer, staring blankly at the 9:50 on the screen.

She didn't need to pinch herself to know that she had been reborn.

She felt lucky to be reborn the first time, but she would feel pain if she were reborn a second time.

After all, dying twice and still not finding relief, having to return to reality and continue the arduous struggle to survive is simply too painful.

It's better to die and be free from all suffering.

That being said, Lin Xi wouldn't actually bang her head against the wall and kill herself; she still needed to make some survival preparations.

There are still 10 minutes before the zombies arrive at the company, but Lin Xi has too little information from her previous two lives. She doesn't know why the zombies appeared, where they came from, or where they have spread to now.

Home, with its enclosed and familiar environment, is the safest place. However, it takes at least 50 minutes to get from Zone B, where the company is located, to Zone D. Who knows if there are zombies in the subway or in Zone D?

Even if you manage to escape the building, encountering a horde of zombies outside will only result in certain death, and a gruesome one at that.

After considering all this, Lin Xi decided that she should just die without pain and be done with it once and for all, and simply lie down and be done with it.

But she was also afraid of dying and being reborn to continue escaping, so becoming a zombie to achieve immortality in another way was more worthwhile.

If you can't beat the zombies, why not just join them?

The worst that can happen is that I'll become ugly.

Having made up her mind, Lin Xi went directly to the company's storage room, took out the teddy bear costume used for the annual party performance, and then found a fruit knife and wrapped it with tape to a long pole.

As Lin Xi rode the elevator down to the first floor, she attracted curious glances from passersby.

Ignoring everything else, she went to the lobby on the first floor, put on the mascot costume, and then squatted down at the back door of the company, clutching her long-handled fruit knife.

The security guard, seeing an adorable little bear sitting beside him holding a fruit knife, looked at him in surprise and asked, "What are you doing, colleague?"

The little bear mascot waved its short hands and gestured as it said, "Grandpa, I'll help you guard the gate. You can go and rest for a while."

The security guard looked at him like he was a fool, but managed to keep his voice steady: "Go away, don't cause trouble here."

The little bear squatted a bit too far away.

Before long, the zombies appeared, and just like in the previous life, they attacked a gatekeeper first.

The little bear, quick as a flash, stretched out a long pole and poked the zombie with the fruit knife attached to it. The zombie, engrossed in gnawing on the gatekeeper, didn't stop even after being poked.

Satisfied that he had drawn blood from the zombie, the little bear withdrew his long pole, then lifted the sleeve of his mascot costume and lightly sliced ​​his hand with the fruit knife stained with zombie blood, revealing a shallow bloodstain.

Seeing that there was bleeding, the little bear quickly stood up, hugged his big belly, and ran towards the door with his short legs.

She encountered a few scattered zombies along the way, but none of them chased after her. Compared to this strange, fat bear, the zombies were more interested in a person who was alive and kicking.

No one was chasing her, no zombies were chasing her, and the little bear ran around happily.

The little bear ran to the nearest open park, squatted down in the grove, and prepared to stay there forever.

Lin Xi felt feverish, unsure whether it was from running around or a viral attack. She was achieving her goal—

A painless infection turns you into a zombie.

She had already put herself into this bulky bear costume. Even if she was infected and turned into a zombie, she would be unable to move easily and would not be able to catch up with living people. Even if she did catch up, she couldn't bite anyone with the bear head on her body.

Moreover, this is a park, so there aren't many people here.

Even if I get infected and turn into a zombie, I'll still be a harmless zombie that doesn't eat people!

The little bear crouched in the grove, feeling an unusual heat emanating from its body and a dry mouth, but it hadn't turned into a zombie yet.

Lin Xi suspected that the cut she made on herself was too small, resulting in insufficient viral load and a slower infection rate compared to when she was bitten by a zombie in her previous life.

As I was squatting there, a sanitation worker zombie came over with a newspaper in his hand.

Lin Xi watched the zombie walk through the bear's eyes, and remembered a childhood game. She subconsciously made a soft "biu~biu~biu~" sound effect, like the Peashooter.

After only a few "biu" sounds, his lips started to chafe.

"Pop~"

"Bah~"

"La la~"

"Roar~"

Lin Xi's mouth was now wide open and could no longer be closed. She stiffened her neck and tilted her head, making two "slurping" sounds as she tried to pull her tongue back in, but she failed.

She gave up, since she was now a zombie and wearing a mascot costume, so no one could see what she looked like.