Chapter 5: Strengthening and Hunting (《》)

Zhou Yulong had a very long dream, and in the dream he experienced his life again. From the ignorant memories of his birth, the care of his parents and family, the grandfather's doting for his eldest grandson, the pain and sadness of his grandfather's death, the glory of studying hard to study and study at a famous school, the noisy happiness with his best friends, and the pain of running into a wall after graduating from college, etc., and finally, it was frozen in Sister Zhang's unshakable face that was bitten by the zombies... He seemed to see his parents crying at his body, as if he saw his own photos on the mourning hall, as if he saw himself swallowed by the zombies... "I can't die! I can't die! I'm still young, I can't just do this

How dead! I have my parents, I can't let them cry when they see my body! I can't die! Never!" The will to survive gradually filled the brain, and Zhou Yulong also slowly began to wake up, opening his eyes... "Uh, how long did I sleep? It's a headache!" After rubbing his head, which was a little painful, Zhou Yulong looked at his watch. "What? I slept for three days?" Zhou Yulong looked at the date displayed on his watch and said in disbelief. He clearly remembered that he went to get water on the 24th, but why did he look at the 27th today? Could it be just a dream? But the zombies wandering on the balcony opposite seemed to tell him that all this was true.

"What the hell is wrong? That day... I remember that I killed Sister Zhang and the others and became zombies, and then... by the way, a headache!" Zhou Yulong was still a little trembling when he thought about the severe headache that day. It hurt so much! He had never tried such pain in his life. It was ten thousand times more painful than when he was dislocated when he played basketball! He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he didn't know how he survived it.

"Forget it, just be alive. Am I sick? Am I infected too? No! I have never eaten infected things, and I haven't even drunk tap water. Could it be... that day?" Zhou Yulong suddenly recalled the strange blue liquid that appeared that day. It was this blue liquid that penetrated into his body, which caused such severe pain to him. "What is this blue liquid?" He reflected on it for a long time and couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Well, I slept for three days and was indeed very hungry. I went to eat first. As for water, I could only find another way." He straightened his body. He looked at several zombies on the balcony opposite, thought helplessly, then turned around and walked to the kitchen, took out instant noodles and milk, crushed instant noodles and started eating it dryly. Until he found that he was still hungry after eating a pack of instant noodles, he opened the second and third bags. When he was full, he was surprised to find that he had eaten six packs of instant noodles.

"Damn! Why is this happening? I just thought about it while eating it, but now I just ate six packs of noodles and feel that I am not hungry. Why has my appetite become so large?" Zhou Yulong counted the instant noodles bags on the table and was startled.

"Oh, my physical strength is still not good. I'll be exhausted when dealing with one or two zombies. There are probably millions of zombies in Changsha. I can't kill them even if I stand there and let me kill them. It seems that the most important thing is to exercise, but the question is what to do with water? Oh, I won't think about it for now. When I finish drinking the last packet of milk tomorrow, I can only go to Uncle Zhang's house to fight for six. Alas, I hope I can get the water alive."

After sighing for a while, Zhou Yulong returned to the top of the balcony, doing daily exercise while thinking of ways. At this moment, he found that his body had undergone great changes, or strengthening!

"What's going on? Why do I run so much faster? And why does it feel like I'm wielding a wooden board now? Why is my strength so much?" Zhou Yulong looked at his hands in surprise. It was obvious that there was no change in appearance, but it was still the slightly white and tender hand. Why did the strength suddenly become so strong? The wooden board that could only penetrate with all its strength before was able to penetrate with one blow, now it can be penetrated with one blow, without any effort. And it felt that the speed and bounce force have been greatly enhanced, but the rooftop range was too small and there was no way to test it.

"How could it suddenly become awesome?" He said to himself: "Is it because of the blue liquid and headache that day?" Zhou Yulong thought for a long time, and could only think of this answer. Thinking of the Resident Evil series of movies and some doomsday novels on the Internet, aren't pig's feet so awesome because they have gained the virus's enhancement? Isn't he? Then isn't he very powerful now? Just when he was proud of himself, he saw the six zombies on the balcony opposite, and he felt depressed again: "Grandma, even if I become a Superman, I can't kill so many zombies in Changsha. Millions of zombies can be piled up by piles.

I'm just a little more powerful, alas! It would be great if the underwear was worn out to the sky..." His otakus cell began to attack again... "By the way!" Just as Zhou Yulong was worried about the six zombies opposite, he saw the long bamboo pole drying clothes on the rooftop. He suddenly had an idea: "Uncle Zhang's rooftop is very close to my rooftop, and the rooftop range is not large. I don't need to deal with these zombies by myself! The biggest difference between humans and animals is that humans can make and use tools, hehe! That's it..." Looking at the long bamboo pole on the rooftop, he smiled obscenely.

The creative cells of the otaku are indeed endless. Zhou Yulong took off the long bamboo pole and tied one end of the bamboo pole tightly with the short spear. In order to avoid being unstable, he found a few clips to fix it. In this way, a super long spear was basically formed. He originally thought of cutting the bamboo pole into a very sharp spear and using it directly, but after thinking about it, he would forget it. Who knew that if the zombie head was harder than the bamboo pole, wouldn't it be troublesome? So he tied the sharp short spear directly to the bamboo pole and started what he called "spout fishing activity".

Zhou Yulong pointed his spear at the head of a zombie. Now he no longer wants to see the zombie's face, after all, they are all neighbors. So he simply deliberately ignores what the zombies look like and treats them as a set of data in the game. Only in this way can he not be tortured by the guilt in his heart. Only in this way can he maintain a good or even fun attitude to face the zombies. He knows that his psychology is already a bit abnormal, but there is no way. The end of the world is like this to train a person. If you are not crazy, you can only die!

After aiming for a long time, he finally sent the spear forward with force. "Puff!" After a slight sound, he observed carefully. "Damn! This is not a hit!" He cursed angrily. It turned out that he had used such a long spear for the first time. He was almost aiming at the head of the zombie, and he still stabbed the zombie's shoulder. However, he was not in a hurry. Anyway, the zombie couldn't bite him. He had time to aim slowly. So he pulled the spear back and continued to aim. Now he aimed calmly for a long time before he sent the spear steadily. "Yeah!" He waved his hand excitedly and hit! The spear happened to penetrate from the zombie's eyes, came out from the back of his head, shook, and stopped moving. Just before Zhou Yulong had time to express his excitement, a phenomenon made him fall into deep thought.
Chapter completed!