Chapter 1: No way? You're really biting me?!
"You are a zombie, you must know the basic ethics of zombies!"
Song Yuqing patted a zombie's shoulder with a serious tone. The zombie was livid, its left eye drooping at the tip of its nose. It lowered its head, not daring to look at Song Yuqing. A red-robed Superman stood nearby, impatiently kicking at the gravel at his feet, causing it to gleam faintly.
They stood in a ten-meter-long crater, surrounded by a circle of zombies, each with its own injuries. The only thing in common was their disgusted look towards the zombies with their eyeballs missing.
"Meat, that's delicious meat, it smells so good that it's making your mouth water! If you want to be greedy, don't act like a ghost, okay?"
The zombie nodded obediently. What kind of fragrance? He could only smell the stench of sweat.
"Okay, let's do it again!" Song Yuqing took two steps at a time and walked back to the monitor and sat down. "All departments, get ready!"
The makeup artist quickly stepped forward and touched up the zombie's makeup.
"Wait a minute, some extra light!" the lighting boss shouted as he ran to get the light.
On the small track, the photographer sat on an apple box and hummed: "Wait for the light, wait for the light~"
Assistant photographer Lin Han sighed tiredly and squinted at Song Yuqing: "This female director shoots too slowly, tsk..."
"I'll give you one more minute! Hurry up!" The producer sitting next to Song Yuqing frowned and was about to cry.
He anxiously glanced at his watch and whispered in Song Yuqing's ear, "Director Song, just make do. We're running out of time. It's time to change the set."
Song Yuqing: "Okay, okay..."
At this time, a meteor streaked across the sky, a sign of the coming meteorite shower.
"It's a shooting star!" someone on the set shouted, and everyone looked up, but didn't see it.
A female zombie actor whispered a wish while the others continued to do their own things.
Everyone received an evacuation text message on their phone, but the people on the set were used to muting their phones while filming, so no one knew what was about to happen.
"Three, two, one, start!" Song Yuqing's eyes were fixed on the monitor.
In the surveillance footage, extras dressed as zombies began to pounce on the red-robed Superman. The zombie with its eyeball missing suddenly twitched all over, paused for half a second, and pounced on the red-robed Superman with a bulging nose, drooling, and a greedy look on his face.
"Pull in!" Song Yuqing gave an order, and the photographer quickly adjusted the angle. The photography assistant cooperated to push the track and sent the photographer into the zombie group.
"Yes, that's it!" Song Yuqing clapped his thigh excitedly. After shooting for so long, there was finally a shot that could be used!
"Card!"
Who knew the next second, the screen was ablaze with blood! The zombie, its eyeballs missing, suddenly raised its head, baring its sharp fangs at the camera. The fangs were stained with minced meat, and a long string of saliva mixed with blood hung from its mouth.
Song Yuqing was stunned. No way, you are really biting someone?!
The zombie with its eyeballs falling out pounced on the photographer, and the photographer's head fell from in front of the camera.
Amid the screams, more than a dozen zombies with bared fangs appeared and chased the remaining extras and staff like an eagle catching chicks.
Did they really turn into zombies?! Why?? This is unscientific!!
Song Yuqing had no time to think, the most important thing was to stay alive.
"Help!" The one who ran the farthest was the producer. He also pushed down a row of magic legs and almost hurt Song Yuqing.
Song Yuqing stretched out her hand to block the falling magic leg, but the moment it touched her hand, it disappeared. Song Yuqing sensed a three cubic meter dark space, and the disappeared magic leg suddenly appeared in the space.
In order to film this doomsday-themed mini-series, Song Yuqing did a lot of research. Where there are zombies, there are people with special abilities. Could it be that she has awakened her spatial abilities?!
"Hiss~" The red-robed superman who turned into a zombie grabbed Song Yuqing's arm.
Song Yuqing's skin crawled with goose bumps. She grabbed a prop knife and smashed the red-robed Superman's hand. Before she could catch her breath, the female zombie actor's gray claws reached out again.
In the sky, a meteorite shower came with great force, smashing towards the planet where they lived as if it were free.
Five months ago, a massive meteorite fell on Bell Street in Chen Town, where Song Yuqing's team was filming. It caused quite a stir, attracting many people to check in. The producer suggested filming there, as he thought it would be a good idea.
While other cities were shattered by the sudden meteor shower, Chenzhen escaped unscathed. However, tonight, the meteorite fragments that fell five months ago gave rise to zombies: zombies in zombie makeup, zombies carrying light stands, zombies carrying makeup bags...
Song Yuqing couldn't fight anymore, all she could do was run.
From a distance, Song Yuqing and the zombies with twisted necks behind him formed a marathon team.
As Song Yuqing ran, he tried hard to recall what other roles people with space abilities played in doomsday-themed movies, TV shows, or novels besides stockpiling goods.
It seems like, it’s gone?
Before she'd run for long, Song Yuqing was practically dying, hanging on for just one breath. Ever since she started working at the film and television company, she'd been working late every day, and her physical fitness had long since deteriorated. Was this her fate? She didn't want to be the breadwinner of her former colleagues. She wanted to travel, to make a hit film to show off to her parents.
Song Yuqing turned into a small alley, intending to hide, but she didn't expect that at the other end of the alley, a group of bald zombies holding mahjong tiles were drooling over her.
Song and Qingma were trapped, and she was attacked from both sides by zombies. She had thought about dying at the age of twenty-seven before, and now she was going to join the "Twenty-Seven Club" on her twenty-seventh birthday?
In the alley, a small convenience store emitted a white halo, and all the passing zombies walked around the convenience store.
Song Yuqing instinctively ran towards the convenience store and used all his strength to close the wooden door. Once the door was closed, the convenience store became very quiet, and a warm yellow light swayed on the ceiling.
Song Yuqing pulled his phone from his trouser pocket. There were over thirty missed calls from his parents and a dozen text messages about the meteor shower. The phone had lost signal, and the last text message was from his mother.
"Yuqing, live well. Your father and I made a typo."
Typo——cbz——can’t hold it.
Song Yuqing didn't want to think too much. She held on to the hope that her parents might still be alive.
Song Yuqing reached out to wipe away her tears. Now was not the time to cry. She had to find a way to survive.
Someone was knocking on the door, knock, knock, getting more and more anxious.
Song Yuqing lay prone on the ground, peeking out through the crack in the wooden door. He saw the producer lying on the ground, his face pale, his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly open, a pair of fangs slowly protruding from his mouth. Before the zombie producer could make the next move, a flash of white light flashed, and the zombie producer was sent flying.
Song Yuqing's heart skipped a beat, and he mustered up the courage to look outside the door again.
Outside, there were countless feet with exposed blue-gray ankles, crowded together, but not daring to get any closer to the convenience store, as if there was an insurmountable 38th parallel.
In the past, Song Yuqing would never believe in gods and ghosts, but now, she is willing to believe that there are gods in this world who protect humans, such as this convenience store.
Song Yuqing stood up and prepared to explore this magical convenience store carefully.
Inside the convenience store, there were rows of bottles of mineral water and soft drinks, rows of instant noodles and snacks, rows of rice and daily necessities, rows of camping equipment and outdoor cooking utensils. There was even a camp bed behind the cash register near the door.
This is not a convenience store at all, this is her future home!
Song Yuqing made a decision right then and there: she wanted to take over the convenience store.
In order to find out if there was anyone else in the convenience store, Song Yuqing plucked up his courage, walked through the shelves and into the convenience store.
A pale green door with peeling paint stopped her.
The door was locked and could not be opened.
Maybe there are survivors like her or the original shop owners upstairs?
Song Yuqing coughed and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Is anyone there?"
"Keep your voice down, it's too noisy." A young man's voice came.
"Hello, are you from this convenience store..."
Before Song Yuqing could finish his words, the boy shouted, "This isn't a convenience store! This is God's supermarket! Do you understand?"
Song Yuqing: ...
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