Seeing the passage of time, thinking about the pain brought by evolution, and the family members who were waiting for him to return, He Ming gritted his teeth and fucked.

It was not uncommon to find an off-road vehicle directly in this metropolis. After a while, He Ming found the car. As soon as he sneaked into the car, He Ming was disgusted. There were three corpses lying in the back of the car, two women and one man, white and tender, and nothing was worn, which was easy to make people think of it. Unfortunately, He Ming couldn't get up. It seemed that the three of them died pitifully, and only some meat was left to be gnawed. The smell of stench forced He Ming to give up the car.

First, the smell is too strong and it is easy for zombies to pursue the smell, and they cannot get rid of the zombies. Second, this smell carries too many viruses. He Ming does not want to save people, and he will be poisoned and turned into a zombie before he escapes.

This car was not good, He Ming had to slowly approach the building and look for a suitable vehicle. However, due to the sudden revenge of the biochemical virus, the streets were blocked by vehicles in a row. It was difficult to pass through, so He Ming had to turn his attention to the motorcycle. To be honest, he really didn't want to ride a motorcycle. If this thing runs with all his strength, he can get rid of the hunter, but it will be very dangerous before running. There is no defensive car board. As long as the hunter catches up, the person will probably be eaten or infected with the virus. Those who can truly survive are people with excellent luck or super hard skills.

He Ming's own skills are nothing to say. These old antique things are still a little bit when he fiddled with them, but what really makes him embarrassed is that it is not so easy to bring two people with him. Not to mention that they have to be taken into consideration, but also to defend against hunters. It is so difficult to imagine that, in addition, when the motorcycle is blocked by zombies, it is impossible for the motorcycle to directly hit it like other cars. You must know that the motorcycle only has two wheels, and if it hits, you will not be afraid of overturning or the people sitting on it flying out?

God didn't help He Ming. He didn't have a motorcycle that met his requirements all the way down, and there were quite a few scooters. Unfortunately, the speed of the car was simply a hunter to deliver vegetables, so it was better to be safe to walk. Seeing that the countdown for more than ten minutes was over, He Ming simply stopped thinking about it. He found the two people and said that he could not beat them and was eaten by zombies. He had never tasted the pain. At worst, he could taste the chance to eat them. It was better not to try it.

The building was full of glass walls, which made He Ming feel a little relieved, at least the hunters couldn't climb up. He bent down and looked around vigilantly. There were still no zombies on the street, which made He Ming breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he escaped from the city center, the next road would be easier. With the instructions, He Ming came to the place where the two survivors were, quietly pushed open the revolving door, and more than a dozen ordinary zombies came towards him.

He Ming pulled out the Damascus knife at his waist with both hands and rushed straight over.

"Puff..." Before the zombies could react, the Damascus knife cut off their heads like a watermelon, and their heads fell to the ground. The sound of dead corpses falling to the ground attracted zombies from farther away. At this time, the smell of milk on He Ming's body played a role. He Ming slowly walked around the zombies that were shaking towards the sound of the sound. He himself went up from the emergency exit to the third floor. There were also several zombies wandering at the emergency exit, but for He Ming, it was a piece of cake. As long as he was not a pervert like a hunter, he was confident that he could solve these few zombies. Of course, if the zombie group was large enough, he would also have to retreat.

The third floor is a large restaurant for employees to eat. The map shows that the survivors are located behind the restaurant, which should be a storage room, otherwise they would not have survived for so long. He Ming did not go in recklessly because there are many zombies in the restaurant, and there may be hunters. He went up all the way to the office building on the fifth floor. There were not many zombies here, all of them were ordinary zombies, and there were no hunters. As high-level zombies, they usually hide in a certain corner, mix into zombie groups or wander around. In such ordinary places, they basically won't be there.

After solving these zombies trapped inside, He Ming easily unloaded a glass wall on the survivor's side. This thing was not difficult for him. He was a senior citizen, and he was fiddling with toys for such antique things.

Tie the rope to the foot of the near desk, He Ming slowly put down the other rope. Yes, put it down, not leave it. All this is done to reduce the sound so that the zombies can avoid being heard by zombies. You must know that the hearing and smell of zombies are several times that of humans. If they did not make a slight sound when they walked by themselves, they would make instinctive effects, and if they mistaken the sound of He Ming walking as a similar footstep, He Ming might have been showing what it means to escape from the sea of ​​corpses.

After all the ropes were put down, He Ming tied the safety rope and slowly retreated. Fortunately, these ordinary zombies had no vision. He Ming successfully approached the third floor, but it made He Ming embarrassed, because although this floor was also a glass wall, there was a wall behind the glass wall, which should be used to prevent sunlight. He Ming could only expect that the wall was not very thick, otherwise he could only kill all the way and use the tip of the Damascus knife to pick out a little gap. After a while, a complete piece of glass was removed by him. It was not easy to climb with the glass in his left hand. He could only slowly retreat and put the glass on the side of the road.

Fortunately, the side where He Ming is facing the sun, not the side with his back to the sun. If it were the other side, He Ming really wouldn't dare to come down so boldly. It was already past four o'clock, and some dark streets were already covered with zombies. As long as it was night, the whole city would be like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

Climbing to the third floor again, even after more than ten years of training, He Ming had to wipe his sweat, take a break, and wait for a long time to recover. These are all high-tech jobs. If something goes wrong in a place and makes some noise, you may face a mountain of corpses.

He Ming took out a small mine shovel from his backpack and slowly dug it up. At this time, He Ming was a little glad that he didn't throw this thing in place. If he had left it in place, he might have to use a Damascus knife to dig steel and cement. Digging steel and cement is an absolute physical job. If he couldn't find a place, he might not be able to get in even if it was dug. Just like He Ming, he changed his route from time to time and unloaded three pieces of glass in succession. Fortunately, he didn't have to go down these two times, just press the glass to another empty place.

The third time he found the ventilation opening (breathlessly blown~). There was no steel bar in this section. He dug an exit that had just passed by. He Ming breathed a sigh of relief. If it didn't work, his bag could no longer be filled with gravel, and the sky gradually became cloudy. He could only wait for tomorrow to find a way. After he entered the building, Survival automatically agreed that he would take over the task, so the countdown had been cancelled.

Fortunately, He Ming succeeded in the end, and it took more than an hour and a half. Seeing the sun getting more and more sunshine, He Ming was racing against time to climb down, took out all the gravel in his backpack, slowly placed it underground, and put the piece of glass that began to be placed in his travel bag. He was afraid that the sound of zombies stomping the glass would attract zombies to siege. If they didn't leave tomorrow, He Ming and the others would not be able to come out.

Climbing to the fifth floor, He Ming was tired and climbed on the ground for a long time, took out the glass in his bag. It was not the time to rest, so it was not safe here. He Ming climbed down again. When he reached the third floor, he first got into the small hole, clutched the bag that was still outside in his hand, and just glanced at the storage room. He Ming's first feeling was that it was very big.

Then, He Ming's attention returned to the bag in his hand. He slowly pulled the travel bag in, but felt a chill in his neck. He knew that he had capsized in the gutter. Who made him think it was safe and take it lightly?

"Rise your hands!" A low male voice came from behind He Ming. He Ming could only put down the travel bag in his hand, raised his hands, and said, "Don't do this, I'm here to save you!"

"Save us? How do you know we are here?" The man looked at He Ming's outfit and did not believe He Ming's words, but he didn't know why He Ming came in from here. In the end, he was lucky and must have been a refugee.

"Sister! Go and take off his weapons!" The man was hiding on the other side. The storage room was very large. Except for the path that two people could walk together, the other all kinds of food were filled to satisfy the things that thousands of people needed every three to five days. Because of the blockage of these foods, it was also the reason why He Ming did not discover them in time. Of course, He Ming's relaxation was another reason.

"This..." He Ming was embarrassed for a while. He didn't know what to say. Could it be that I received the order to survive? But here are all game worlds that simulate real life. These people are quite like humans. They don't know what survival is. How could they believe He Ming's words? So He Ming can only use the simplest way to prove that he is not hostile.

I saw that as soon as the man was talking, He Ming clamped his head, held his right hand back, and directly pinched the man's hand with the knife, twisted it hard, and the man let go of the hand holding the knife. The whole process took less than two seconds. Within these two seconds, the situation in the entire storage room instantly reversed. He Ming pressed the man on his body and added force, making the man unable to move.

"It's time to believe this time. If I hadn't been on guard against you at that time, would you think you could threaten me? Shut up!" He Ming said deeply. Then he stopped the girl who had reacted with murderous eyes and screamed and was about to pounce on her. Facing the ferocious and ferocious face, the girl was stunned and forgot to scream.

"Hmph!" He let go of him, then ignored them and began to organize his travel bags. He was about to really start escaping tomorrow and must use them together.

After packing up, He Ming sat in the corner and looked at the survivors who didn't know whether they were real brothers and sisters, or love brothers and other survivors. For more than three months, they all looked very dirty and messy when they had no clothes to change. Fortunately, there was no shortage of water here, otherwise they might have become stinky.

"My name is He Ming!" He Ming said coldly. He really couldn't say it happily. After all, it was the first time he had entered such a terrifying world. He faced endless zombies, especially when he died in pain. If it weren't for the lack of time to think, he might have been unable to bear it. Now that he relaxed, He Ming's heart immediately felt heavy, panic, and anxious emotions could not be stopped.

"My name is Luo Dali. At this time, my sister Luo Limei!" Luo Dali seemed much calmer. He could see that He Ming had no intention of killing them. He hid in this place for more than three months. If it weren't for the company of his sister, Luo Dali might not be able to stand the loneliness and ran out. But even so, Luo Dali didn't know how long he could last. The fear brought by the zombies was not an ordinary little.

"Well, go out with me tomorrow and leave here!" He Ming said lightly, his trembling tone betrayed his thoughts.

The two did not object to this, and even felt a little joy. After living in this dark place for three months, loneliness and fear did not make them feel relaxed.

"You need to be careful when walking. Try not to make noises when walking. It is best to wash a milk bath or other strong smells to dilute the smell of itself." He Ming slowly said what he knew little by little. The strong anxiety and anxiety were a little unfocused, which made Luo Dali and Luo Limei a little worried. Can He Ming run out with his current emotions? They did not speak. First, they were not familiar with them, and second, Luo Dali didn't believe in He Ming who suddenly appeared. Even if he had no intention of hurting them, it did not mean that He Ming did not use them as bait and could escape from this place.

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