"Don't worry about it," Lin Bing refused without hesitation, "Your mission is to find Baishuichuan. As for the rest..."
"Lin Bing," Song Shuye interrupted him, "We have to let them know this."
Lin Bing raised his eyebrows in a disapproving arc, his eyes showing a deeper meaning: "Are you sure?"
Song Shuye ignored him and turned to look at the three people: "In fact, we don't have much information, so we can only give you a general idea."
He rummaged through his bag and pulled out a photo: "This is Baishuichuan."
Fang Yong took it and looked at it, and asked in surprise: "Are you still a student?"
Hearing this, Eve also glanced over.
In the apocalyptic era, the term "student" was not often used, but it was enough to indirectly indicate Bai Shuichuan's youth - he was no more than eighteen years old, with delicate features, and a tall and thin figure typical for people of their age, looking a little weak.
But judging from the appearance alone, there is nothing special about it.
Fang Yong muttered: "Is it any use if we go over there now... Hasn't he really been eaten by zombies?" He felt that if he was thrown into a pile of zombies, he wouldn't survive for more than three seconds.
Even the taciturn Shoufeng commented: "It looks too weak."
Eve didn't say anything, but stared at the photo.
For some reason, the photo was very blurry. Not only was Bai Shuichuan not facing the camera, but the angle was also very slanted, from bottom to top, as if it was a candid shot.
Eve looked around. The other two didn't seem to notice. She blinked but said nothing.
"The last communication we received from Baishuichuan was two weeks ago," Song Shuye said. "It was a distress signal, sent from the upper district of Zishui City."
He pulled out a simple map and pointed it out to everyone. "Zishui City is divided into two districts, the Upper and Lower Districts. The signal comes from a hospital in the Upper District. We've sent someone to investigate the records, and they confirmed that Bai Shuichuan was admitted there a month ago."
"Why is he in the hospital?" Eve asked. "Is he sick?"
"Why are you asking so many questions?" Lin Bing rolled her eyes at her. "Does this have anything to do with the mission?"
"Of course," Eve smiled softly, "If Bai Shuichuan's current body can't support him to move freely, won't it make our mission more difficult?"
Song Shuye interrupted her: "It's okay, he went for a checkup, he should be fine."
Eve opened her mouth and was about to ask what the inspection was about, but Song Shuye bent down as if deliberately avoiding her sight and pointed at the map and said, "Come and see the route."
Eve raised her eyebrows and didn't continue the topic. Instead, she followed the others and leaned over.
Song Shuye: "We are now in the lower district, and the hospital where Baishuichuan last appeared is here." He pointed at the top of the map with a branch, "Cross Street Hospital."
Looking at the distance from their location to Cross Street Hospital, which almost ran through the entire map, everyone: Silence.jpg.
"There's no point in thinking too much," Song Shuye encouraged everyone. "Since we're here, just try your best to survive."
Fang Yong swallowed fearfully, but seeing that Eve and Shoufeng's expressions didn't change, he could only say, "...Okay."
Lin Bing said, "It's getting late. Our goal today is to get through the residential area ahead and reach the power station behind it before dark."
Fang Yong compared the distance and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not too far."
Hearing this, Lin Bing looked at him with a half-smile: "Do you think it's easy?"
Fang Yong: “?”
"Residential area..." Eve muttered to herself and raised her head, "How many people can it accommodate?"
"Eight hundred." Song Shuye said briefly.
Eve sighed slightly.
"The zombie outbreak in Zishui City happened at night," she said. "Many people in the residential area probably didn't have time to escape."
She didn't finish her words, but everyone understood the implication.
If you fail to escape, you will be trapped in the city. Now it has been more than half a month since the zombie outbreak. Even if there are survivors in the city, they are likely to have died of starvation or the mouths of zombies.
The residential area is probably filled with corpses right now.
No wonder Lin Bing said that. Fang Yong said with a sad face: "Then what should we do?"
"There's nothing we can do," Song Shuye said. "Taking a long detour is not an option—it will only attract more zombies. We can only go through the residential area."
"All right, check your baggage now," he snapped. "Travel light, and I'm telling you this—if you fall behind, we won't rescue you!"
Fang Yong couldn't help but shudder. Shoufeng raised his head slightly, his expression unpredictable. Only Eve looked calm. She glanced at her bleeding finger and simply stretched it out in front of Qi: "Come on, drink it, don't waste it."
seven:"……"
He silently pushed Eve's hand away and bent down. Eve thought he was going to do something, but she saw Qi gently tying the laces of her right foot that had come undone - it had come undone when she was running just now.
Eve raised her eyebrows and stroked Qi's silky black hair: "Good boy."
Song Shuye was already adjusting the order of the team: "I, Qi and Shoufeng will lead the way, Fang Yong will stand in the middle, and Eve and Lin Bing will follow behind." He looked at Eve, "Is this all right?"
Eve: “Yes.”
Song Shuye was startled, then he heard her say, "I'll lead the way, you don't have to do anything."
Everyone: “???”
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Bing said in disbelief, "You lead the way? Just you?"
Song Shuye also frowned: "Even if you can control the zombies, it's too difficult. What if the number of wild zombies exceeds the number you can control, then..."
He was interrupted by Eve raising her hand.
Eve: "Aren't we in a hurry? I can clean up the zombies faster," she said, glancing at Song Shuye politely. "If we follow your plan, we might not get to the power station until tomorrow morning."
What this means is that everyone here is a loser, and I will carry the whole show.
Everyone: Damn.
"you……"
Lin Bing was so angry that his veins popped out. He was about to retort when Song Shuye stopped him. He said to Eve with a headache on his face, "How about this, you can do whatever you want, and the others will follow my formation."
Time is money. While they were arguing, the sky outside was gradually filled with sunset.
Eve also understood that no one trusted her, and that Song Shuye had already made the biggest concession, so she said readily, "Okay."
She held out her hand to Qi: "Come."
Qi Qingrou supported Eve and let her sit on her bent arms. The others also packed their luggage. Song Shuye took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "...Let's go!"
“Bang!”
Qi kicked the door open, and the heavy door panel flew out like a piece of wood. He touched the ground with his foot and rushed out as light as a swallow. Seeing this, Song Shuye and others hurriedly followed Qi out of the house.
The two zombies nearby spotted them instantly, and their aimless steps suddenly quickened. They turned around and rushed over with roars!
Song Shuye tensed his muscles: "Shoufeng, prepare to attack!"
Shoufeng nodded slightly and pulled out a dagger from his waist. Song Shuye also grabbed a handful of air, and a translucent whip condensed from gas quickly took shape. The two were about to launch an attack when two gray shadows quickly passed by their eyes.
Two zombies roared past them, screaming and rushing towards the two zombies opposite.
They came with great force, and the zombies on the opposite side seemed to have not expected that a traitor would jump into the enemy camp. They were stunned for a moment, and were directly knocked several meters away and landed heavily on the wall beside them.
Zombie: confused face.jpg.
Everyone: confused faces.jpg.
"What are you still standing there for?" Eve's slightly puzzled voice rang out amidst the eerie silence. "If you don't leave now, the zombies will gather around."
Everyone came to their senses and hurried to catch up.
Song Shuye and Lin Bing wanted to help Eve, but as soon as they saw a wild zombie, before they could raise their whips/ice spikes, Eve's zombie had already pounced on it and started fighting with it.
Song Shuye and Lin Bing: "..."
There were twenty zombies under Eve's control, while there were only eighteen on the opposite side, which just canceled out the two by two. There were still two zombies left to protect Eve on both sides, like two loyal guards.
The remaining four people seemed to be isolated from the fight, looking at the fighting zombies with a confused look on their faces.
——It’s so funny. There’s no chance to intervene at all.
Eve looked around and suddenly whispered something to the two zombies. The two zombies blinked and moved away from her.
The four people following behind naturally saw it. Fang Yongzheng was curious and wanted to ask, but he saw the two zombies walked straight past the crowd and ran towards the fallen zombies. They rummaged in their brains and dug out a nuclear crystal.
Eve: "Don't leave any behind. Recycle everything."
Everyone: “…”
Wow, it’s actually a recyclable resource.
As a result, the thirty-eight zombies that everyone was originally on high alert for were actually dealt with by Eve alone.
Song Shuye and Lin Bing silently looked away.
Don’t ask, asking will hurt your self-esteem.
Fang Yong was immediately envious: "Eve is truly invincible like this!"
Even if Eve is limited by her ability level, as long as she releases zombies to fight wild zombies, then recycles their core crystals to upgrade her abilities, the number of zombies she can control will increase, forming an automatic cycle, right?!
Hearing this, Eve turned around and smiled at him: "That's not the case."
She pointed at the zombies behind her and said, "These zombies are too low-level. They can't recover from damage. Once they're used up, they're gone."
After the fight just now, her zombies have been reduced to seven or eight.
It is for this reason that the number seven is so precious.
Eve's smile deepened, and she touched Qi's hair meaningfully.
Qi felt her touch, raised his head and gently rubbed Eve's palm.
Eve: “……?”
She glanced at Qi silently and quickly withdrew her hand.
"Let's go," Eve said to the others, as if she hadn't noticed Qi's hurt look. "Aren't we in a hurry?"
Everyone reacted and hurried to follow her. Eve drove a few zombies to walk in front to drive away the zombies on the road for them. If any zombies broke through the defense line, they would be quickly dealt with by Qi before getting close to her.
And everyone can only follow them silently and act as their tail.
The residential area was actually not far from the city gate. As everyone walked along the road, they soon saw a brick-red building with a European-style archway on the outermost side with the words "Happy Home" written on it.
Lin Bing muttered, "Happy Home? Why not just call it Sweet Home?"
Eve asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"
"Nothing," Lin Bing glanced at her with a half-smile, "There was just a TV series with that name before the apocalypse. It's really healing."
"..." Song Shuye glared at him warningly, "It's already late, and you're still in the mood to joke around?" He then looked at Eve, "Stop your zombies for a moment."
Eve raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"
"Your zombies can't handle high-level zombies, right?" Song Shuye pointed at Happy Home and said, "Generally speaking, the more zombies there are, the greater the chance of high-level zombies appearing. There are at least four hundred zombies in there right now, so the chance of encountering zombies above level three will increase significantly."
Eve understood what he meant - if they really faced high-level zombies, her low-level zombies would not be enough to fill the gaps in their teeth.
"So," Song Shuye said seriously to the entire team, "We can no longer rely on Eve's abilities. We must find another way..."
Eve raised her hand and said, "It's not that necessary."
Song Shuye: “?”
Eve smiled at him. "I have a good idea, it's very effective, but..." She dragged out her words, a meaningful smile forming at the corners of her eyes. "It depends on whether you are willing to implement it."
In the twilight, she looked at everyone with a smile on her face, her cat-like eyes raised like a pool of clear spring water, hiding deep and winding undercurrents.
Song Shuye seemed to sense something, and hesitation appeared on his face: "What do you want to do?"
Eve slowly straightened her messy clothes before raising her eyes: "First of all——"
"We have to dismember these zombies first."
***
"vomit--!"
In a small bicycle shed, several figures gathered in a circle, each holding a sharp weapon in their hands. On the ground in the center of the circle lay several black sacks of things. Looking closely, they were several zombie corpses.
One of them was holding a shovel and retching.
"Please don't spit on my boots," Eve looked at Fang Yong politely, "I don't want to wash them."
Fang Yong vomited for a long time. Since he hadn't had a drop of water since morning, he could only spit out some light yellow gastric juice. He almost leaned on the shovel, his face pale, and looked at Eve weakly: "You... don't you feel sick?"
"Hmm," Eve blinked, "your saliva will make me even more unbearable."
"Stop talking nonsense," Lin Bing kicked the striking Fang Yong and scolded him, "Are you still a man? Shoufeng, a little girl, can work faster than you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shoufeng, who was standing beside him, swung his shovel and cut a zombie's head in half. Its right eye fell out of its socket and rolled in front of Fang Yong, staring at him in surprise.
Fang Yong: ...Damn, they are all werewolves.
"It's almost there," Eve encouraged him, "There's only this zombie left to dismember, and we've already gathered half a bucket of blood!"
As she spoke, she reached into the bucket beside her and scooped up a pool of sticky blood with some suspicious bits of meat floating in it. Eve smiled and held the blood under Fang Yong's nose: "Look, it's still very fresh."
The pool of blood looked even brighter red under Eve's white lotus-like hand. The two extreme colors formed a sharp contrast, almost burning Fang Yong's retina.
A sweet, bloody smell wafted from Eve's hand, slowly wrapping around Fang Yong's throat like a slippery, poisonous snake. Fang Yong's face changed, and he hurriedly pushed her away: "...Take it away! Ugh!"
But before he could successfully spit it out, Eve had already picked up a rag and blocked his mouth, saying softly, "Be careful, don't spit it into the bucket."
Fang Yong: “…”
Damn, are there any human rights left?
A few minutes ago, Eve proposed a plan.
"Zombies rely primarily on sight and smell to identify humans," she explained to the group, "so we can exploit this."
Song Shuye frowned: "You mean..."
Eve didn't play dumb with him. "Smearing zombie blood on our bodies can partially cover up the human scent. That way, we can disguise ourselves as zombies and blend in with them, avoiding a fight with them."
"There are eight zombies here," she pointed at the subordinate zombies standing obediently behind her, "There are six of us. Three zombies can provide enough blood, organs, and brain matter."
Fang Yong's face turned pale when he heard this: "Brain...brain matter...?!"
"Great, right?" Eve said with a smile. "I just checked, and some of the zombies died not long ago, their bodies are still very fresh. There must be enough..."
Fang Yong: “… Ugh!!!”
Looking at Fang Yong who was retching non-stop, Eve stopped talking and blinked in confusion, as if she didn't understand why he had such a horrified expression. She looked at Song Shuye again: "What do you think of this plan?"
Song Shuye: “.” He didn’t really want to answer this question.
Unexpectedly, Lin Bing spoke first: "It's worth a try."
Everyone: “?!”
"...Why?" Lin Bing noticed the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, and a hint of embarrassment and anger appeared on his face. "Do you think I would casually reject someone based on personal feelings?"
Everyone looked at him silently: ...Aren’t you that kind of person?
"Anyway, zombies' genitals can't spread the virus," Lin Bing said angrily, glaring at them fiercely. "And what Eve said makes some sense—zombies do rely on their sense of smell to identify people, so theoretically this method could work."
Fang Yong whispered, "But if we're exposed, won't we be directly exposed to the zombies' attack range?"
Eve looked at Shoufeng: "What do you think?"
Shoufeng remained as concise as ever: "I abstain."
"Old Song," Lin Bing called out directly, "You are our captain. It all depends on your words – do you want to do it or not?"
Song Shuye hesitated for a few seconds, and the darkening sky outside seemed to make him make up his mind: "Do it!"
Hence the scene where everyone dismembered the zombie in the bicycle shed.
"Don't start from the back of the head," Eve corrected Fang Yong, noticing his incorrect technique. "Aim at the temple, which is the weakest part of the skull. Look," she took Fang Yong's hammer and gave it a few demonstrations. "Isn't it broken now?"
Fang Yong was horrified: "Why are you so skilled?"
"Hmm," Eve narrowed her eyes and curled the corners of her lips, "Maybe it's because I've killed so many people?"
Fang Yong: “!!!”
"Stop fooling around," Lin Bing said sternly as a wooden hoe suddenly struck the ground between them. "The body is almost completely decomposed. Shouldn't we prepare for the next step?"
At this moment, the three zombie corpses have been completely dismembered - they have collected all the blood in a泔水袋, and the internal organs have been piled up on the ground into a small hill, emitting a fishy smell.
Originally, everyone was planning to throw away all the bones used for repair, but Eve stopped them: "If anyone's weapon is damaged, you can use the thigh bone to replace it."
Everyone looked at the strangely shaped white leg bone in her hand: "..." No, no.
"Let me see." Eve put down the leg bone and scanned their spoils with a scrutinizing gaze, revealing a satisfied expression. "Pretty good. More than I expected."
She instructed everyone, "Take off your clothes, smear a layer of blood and brain matter on your skin, then put on zombie clothes, and finally replenish the blood plasma." She picked up a limp liver, weighed it in her hand, and added with a smile, "Of course, it would be even better if you hung a few internal organs on your body."
Although they felt disgusted, they all did as they were told. Even Fang Yong endured it and started smearing the plasma on his body. However, as he did so, a rotten and foul smell went straight into his nose. The taste was so sour, as if someone was stirring a shit stick in his head.
Fang Yong wanted to vomit several times, but Shoufeng, who was more than ten years younger than him, was also meticulously smearing the blood, while Eve was even more calm. She was holding a lump of yellow and white brain matter and carefully decorating her face - if you didn't know, you would think she was applying a facial mask.
Fang Yong held an eyeball in his hand and fell into deep thought.
Is he too weak, or are girls nowadays so tough?
"Is everything ready?" Eve changed into zombie clothes and looked at everyone, "Let me check."
So everyone lined up in order, waiting for Teacher Eve's inspection like kindergarten children.
Eve took a quick look and found Shoufeng and Lin Bing qualified. They looked like they had been fished out of blood. As soon as they got close, they could smell the bloody smell, which made Qilianlian next door look sideways.
Song Shuye had a slight blemish on his face. Eve pointed to a small patch of exposed skin behind his ear and said, "Fill this too."
The one who finished the worst was Fang Yong. She said bluntly, "No, the blood plasma isn't enough. Apply it to my neck, face, and chest. Where's the zombie clothes I gave you? Put them on."
Fang Yong tried to struggle: "But the smell on me is already strong enough..."
Eve didn't intend to listen to his explanation and hooked her finger at Qi, who picked up the泔水袋, which still had a quarter of blood plasma left in it, and poured it all over Fang Yong.
Fang Yong: “!!!”
"Be good," Eve patted his face gently, smiling gently, "Don't put more on now, or we won't save you if you get caught by zombies."
Her slender fingers pressed against Fang Yong's cheek, and the tips of her nails scratched his skin, leaving a trail of creepy coldness.
Fang Yong: pitiful, helpless, and weak.jpg.
Eve withdrew her hand with satisfaction and smiled at Song Shuye: "I think it's okay."
Song Shuye nodded: "Then get ready to go."
Several people filed out of the bicycle shed. Eve reminded them, "Don't walk too fast. Try to drag your steps and don't make any noise."
"Seven," she glanced at him, "you go in front."
Qi obediently walked to the front of the team, followed by Eve, Song Shuye and Shoufeng in the middle, Lin Bing protecting Fang Yong in the third row, and Eve's few remaining zombies at the end.
Song Shuye took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."
The group marched into the residential area. As soon as they stepped through the gate, several wandering zombies nearby raised their heads and glanced in their direction.
It must be said that when a group of highly decayed zombies all raised their heads and looked over with a row of cloudy ape eyes, anyone's heart would tremble a little. Eve saw Shoufeng's body tremble violently in her peripheral vision, and even Song Shuye took a low breath. Her expression remained unchanged, and a very low voice came from her lips: "Don't make a sound."
Everyone held back and moved forward at slow paces, but the terrible thing was that the zombies actually caught up with them and followed behind them. One of them even took two steps curiously, its nose twitching wildly, as if trying to identify something.
Several people were sweating profusely, their calves trembling, fearing they would be discovered by the zombies. However, Eve was still in the mood to joke, "Everyone's walking like zombies now, not bad, keep it up."
Everyone: ...Keep it up!
Eve seemed to see through everyone's thoughts and smiled lightly: "It's okay, just a few low-level zombies." At most, she can just control them.
Fortunately, the disguise of the crowd seemed to work. The zombies followed them for more than ten meters, but probably couldn't smell anything, so they left one after another.
A few people breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could wipe off the cold sweat, Song Shuye's voice suddenly tightened: "Look ahead.
Five or six zombies suddenly appeared in front of them. They blocked the middle of the road, just blocking everyone's way.
But Song Shuye was not referring to them.
——A zombie was sitting on the ground with a woman's body spread out in front of it. It lowered its head and slowly tore off the woman's clothes, like peeling the shell of a candy.
Compared with other zombies with pieces of their bodies missing here and there, its body is more complete and not very rotten. It is half lying on a sofa, and its movements are almost like those of a normal human being.
Eve's eyes drooped. It was obvious that it was a third-level zombie.
The people behind him also saw it. Fang Yong let out a suppressed cry of surprise, and was immediately kicked by Lin Bing. He said in a low voice: "Shut up."
"Shh," Eve stopped the two of them, "It's okay, let's go."
They had now entered the field of vision of the third-level zombie. It would be too deliberate to change lanes, so they could only bite the bullet and move forward. However, because of Fang Yong's exclamation just now, the third-level zombie noticed them, put down the body, and walked over slowly.
Noticing that Qi's shoulders tensed, Eve raised her hand and placed it on his back: "Don't."
There is also a huge difference in strength between third-level zombies. The zombie in the mall before was one of the weaker ones, but even so, Eve still mobilized more than 20 zombies to kill it, not to mention the one in front of her.
She doesn't like to act rashly without knowing the enemy's background.
Everyone pretended not to notice the third-level zombie walking straight towards them and continued moving forward.
But the closer they got, the more clearly they could feel the zombie's gaze, which was like a searchlight crawling across their faces inch by inch, almost as if it wanted to peel off a layer of skin. It was tall, and even Song Shuye, the tallest person in the team, only reached its shoulders, which was quite oppressive.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but feel a little panic.
Just when their steps began to hesitate, Qi went over first. Surprisingly, the third-level zombie didn't even look at him, and his gaze didn't even shift.
His success inspired everyone, and they looked expectantly at Eve, who was in second place. The latter maintained a calm expression and walked straight towards the third-level zombie.
The third-level zombie remained motionless, its huge figure like a silent black tombstone.
Until Eve was about to walk past it, the third-level zombie still maintained the same posture, and did not seem to notice anything wrong.
Everyone thought she had succeeded as well, and a little excitement rose in their eyes. Just as Song Shuye was about to follow her, Eve suddenly stopped.
She slowly lowered her raised foot, her eyes slid down, and finally landed on her right arm.
A huge gray palm as big as a palm leaf fan tightly grasped her arm. Eve's soft skin was almost pierced by its sharp iron armor, and was concave into a fragile arc.
Fang Yong gasped softly behind him.
——The third-level zombie grabbed Eve's arm, its scarlet eyes fixed on her, and sticky saliva slid down its uneven jaw and dripped onto her face.
The author has something to say:
seven:!
The hero hasn't even held the heroine's hand yet, you big fat bastard, don't touch her! !
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