C38 (1/2)

The zombie seemed to have heard the sound of the car and came out to take a look. It discovered that I was sitting inside the car. It howled and pounced towards the car. I didn't want to drive straight over, because if I did, I wouldn't be able to drive. After I stopped the car, I got off and looked at the zombies that were baring their fangs and claws as they ran over. He discovered that when he looked at the zombie, he could feel his face turn yellow and his muscles turn thin.

That's right, it had been 77 days since the accident. This place had a small population, so the zombies naturally didn't have anything to eat. So far, I've never seen a real zombie biting a zombie. But according to the military report from survivor camp, zombies can also attack their own kind. Zombies die 21 days after they don't take food. Although I haven't seen it before, but there are zombies that can attack people of the same species!

The thin yellow faced zombie ran towards me, a room in the distance opened, a small figure jumped out and shouted towards me: ”Quickly leave! ”Don't get caught by it!”

Look carefully. It was indeed a child, a boy, about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a sleeve with a sponge baby on it and a pair of panties. He hurried into the house when he saw me coming.

I didn't go on, because it might be another trap. I stood where I was and asked loudly, ”People in the house, come out and meet me.” I'm just passing by. I don't want to cause too much trouble, so don't make any small moves.

No one spoke for a long time. At an intersection nearby, a few more zombies wandered out. When they saw me, they shouted and rushed over. It seemed that there was no leader here, and these zombies weren't summoned by the other leaders. Still casually kicking away a few zombies, I walked back to the car. I didn't intend to stay the night here, so I got in the car and slowly drove forward. As I drove past the store, the door opened again.

I drove a little farther and stopped. Getting out of the car, he leaned against the door and looked at the child.

The child bowed his head in thought for a moment. Then, as if he had made up his mind, he looked up and said, Can you take me with you?

”Only you?” I asked.

”Hmm, I should be the only one left alive in the village. The others have all turned into man-eating monsters …”

”Oh? Then how did you survive? ” I obviously didn't believe that a child could survive for more than two months in this situation.

The child said: ”That day, while we were eating at home, we suddenly heard a cry for help from the yard next door. Dad didn't come back for a long time after he left, and the sounds of people saving lives and shouting also increased. Mom locked the door and took me to hide at home. We quietly looked through the window and could see that many people outside were covered in blood. Then there was a rescue team in the village, which saved Mom and me, and then a door-to-door search for survivors, and we were all put in a caravan tent. Then, in the middle of the night, Auntie Chen, who was in the same car with us, suddenly went crazy, biting a lot of people and hurting Mom. Mom took me down and stuffed me into the supermarket. She told me not to go out, not to get bitten, or I'd go crazy too. She left and did not come back. The rescue team left, too, and I listened to my mother all the time and didn't come out. It was only today that I heard your car that I came out to have a look. ”

This child seemed to have not washed his face for many days, and every color was present on his face. I looked at him for a moment, nodded, and went into the house. I need to make sure there's no one else in the room!

Walking into the supermarket, I saw a pile of garbage bags in a corner, the whole house had an unpleasant smell, I walked around the house, found nothing, and went out. Give the child two bottles of mineral water and a towel, the boy said. Wash your face and wipe yourself. Where is your home? I'll take you back to get your clothes.

The boy took the water and the towel and said, It's over there, close by. It'll take you five minutes to get there.

I lightened the cold a little, smiled, and said: ”Lead the way. Don't worry, we won't let those” crazy people ”hurt you.”

The child nodded and walked on ahead. What's your name? I asked.

”Wang Haocheng, what about you?”

”My name is Lin Mo.”

”Are you the only one left, a person whose parents went crazy?” Wang Haocheng asked as he led the way.