At the gate of the community, Lin An opened his mobile phone and carefully searched for the map.
"Hey, you have a new text message."
The familiar number comes from comrade An Jingtian.
"Brother Lin, I heard that you need money recently. I still have a lot of retirement expenses. Please send me your card number."
"Come to me when you have time. My sister is always clamoring to play with you."
Lin An looked at the text message and felt warm in his heart.
Not only are they comrades-in-arms, he and An Jingtian have been friends and brothers since childhood before joining the army.
The two grew up playing together, and even the money for An Jingtian's schooling was raised by An Jingtian's parents.
Before Lin An could reply, the next message came.
"The weather has been changing lately, so you should pay more attention to your health. Don't get sick and have a fever like me."
"My eyesight is not as good as before. I have to wear glasses to see. When we meet, don't laugh at me."
"Crack."
Lin An just wanted to reply, but his body froze.
The phone fell to the ground.
He froze on the spot, a chill running up his spine.
An Jingtian is a scout in the army, with excellent physical fitness and eyesight.
My vision suddenly dropped sharply and I had a fever.
This is clearly an early symptom of being infected with the zombie virus!
in memory.
The first batch of zombie viruses have already been lurking in some people's bodies.
Symptoms include fever, decreased vision, and cold limbs.
Memories and clues connect.
Lin An's eyes gradually turned red.
When the apocalypse broke out in his previous life, he and An Jingtian agreed to meet outside the city.
However, no one was seen that day and there was no news.
I thought An Jingtian was delayed by something.
What he didn't expect was.
It turns out that An Jingtian died of a virus outbreak, and then we lost contact with him.
The best brother actually died of the virus, became a zombie, and suffered forever!
Like a burning fire cooking the heart!
Lin An's eyes were red.
Now that he knows why An Jingtian died, he will never allow the same tragedy to happen again.
Quickly recall in memory.
There must be a way!
For a long time, Lin An slowly raised his head with scarlet eyes.
Replace blood.
This was the only way he could think of to delay zombie transformation.
The zombie virus gathers at the heart in the early stage and condenses into a core.
Only by injecting the blood of the awakened before it is completely transformed into zombies can this process be slowed down.
An Jingtian's physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people.
Generally speaking, the better the physical fitness, the longer the resistance to zombie transformation.
2 hours!
Lin An quickly recalled the details of those infected in his previous life.
An Jingtian can last up to 2 hours after the apocalypse breaks out!
So..
Prepare supplies, get equipment, and rush to An Jingtian immediately within three days!
After making a plan, Lin An quickly formulated an action plan in his mind.
Like a silent sculpture.
Five minutes later, Lin An walked firmly into the distance with firm steps.
Three days is enough!
....
Lucky Credit Corporation.
In the spacious financial room, three people sat facing each other.
"Mr. Lin, this 1.7 million must be paid back in three days."
"The interest is calculated as 7 cents."
"If you don't pay by then, we will seize your house. I hope you won't overstay the deadline."
Lin An nodded calmly. After three days, the money would be nothing more than a pile of waste paper.
After half a year, the banknotes all over the street are too hard to wipe your buttocks with.
In the end, the only things of value are food and strength.
Along the way, he has borrowed all the online loans he could.
The house and car were also mortgaged to the "bridge" company as quickly as possible and regardless of the cost.
A total of 3.4 million in cash, including the dowry he transferred back.
Although the money is not much, it is enough to buy a large number of survival supplies.
The apocalypse has not yet broken out, and money is still the best weapon to open the way.
After nodding goodbye, Lin An went straight to the pharmaceutical company where he worked.
After leaving the door, the two people lending money behind them looked a little strange and couldn't help but whisper.
"Mr. Zhang, I checked this guy's information."
"You dare to mortgage your wedding house, and the interest rate is still 7 cents. You don't even have to pay back the money. It's really cruel."
"Whatever, it's probably because I lost my mind at online gambling..."
"If he doesn't pay back the money after three days, he will take possession of his house."
...
medical company.
Lin An walked into the door skillfully and casually took out his work badge responsible for escorting security.
Before the man in charge of the door could see clearly who he was, he only saw a work badge slowly falling to the ground.
"Name: Lin An"
"Sex: Male"
"Age: 24 years old"
"Position: Special Drug Escort Personnel"
"drop!"
The elevator opens.
To be continued...