"I'll go, I won't play anymore, I'm really a group of teammates like pigs!" Huan Chu muttered and put down his mouse, took out a cigarette from the table and lit it, and leaned on the back of the chair. There was no light on the room, and the thick blue curtains were pulled tightly by him. Only by using the faint blue light emitted from the computer screen can he barely illuminate this room less than 20 square meters.

Huan Chu usually makes a living by writing current affairs comments for newspapers. In his words, he is a freelancer and current affairs critic. But just by looking at the large ashtrays that were already stuffed on the computer desk and the takeaway boxes piled up in the trash can, it is not difficult to find that Huan Chu is actually an otaku.

That's right, this young boy with a slightly pretty appearance and looks pretty sunny is a standard otaku who "eats, sleep, plays dotas, and seeks water and kills the Three Kingdoms". If you remember correctly, since the last time the express call came downstairs to pick up the danner military boots, Huan Chu has not stepped out of the house for 17 days and 3 hours.

Of course, according to his statement, the Internet is so convenient now that the royalties will be transferred to the online banking account, and you can buy things directly on Taobao, and order takeout when you want to eat. As a professional current affairs critic, it is much more useful to keep your eyes on the Internet to pay attention to various events than to watch the black fungus on the street. As for why you are in Dota every day? Of course, it is because as a current affairs critic, you cannot let your brain cells die in dormant. You should let them move fully and exert their value. Dota is undoubtedly the most time-saving and labor-saving way of brain activity.

"It's almost time to take a job, but it's strange, why haven't Old Man Li called to urge the manuscript these days?" Huan Chu put out the burned cigarette butts into the ashtray and skillfully entered the website of Yamaguchi Mountain Post Bar. But as soon as the webpage was opened, a strange expression appeared on Huan Chu's face. Well, it was a strange combination of excitement and regret and other emotions intertwined.

Looking at the various posts on the screen called "x! Zombies are all around my doorstep" and "Please teach me escape experience and speed", Huan Chu shook his head and clicked one, and without looking at the content, he directly replied: "Brother, it's not like this. Look, there is not even a formation. You have the nerve to show your face. I'll embarrass you for you." After clicking the reply button, Huan Chu stretched, stood up straight, and looked at the wall clock on the wall: "Well, it's half past two, go out to buy a box of chewing gum and come back."

After talking to himself, Huan Chu changed into a coat, hummed a tune and walked out of the bedroom, and walked towards the security door in the living room. Just as Huan Chu's hand approached the door bolt, a slam came from the door, which scared Huan Chu and sat on the ground. "I'm x you xxxx! You're in a hurry to reincarnate. I'm knocking on the door so hard, my security door doesn't cost money! I'm x, I'm going to go to the hospital for a physical examination. If you're scared by your son, you'll be heartbroken, I'll compensate you, a bastard!" Even though no one saw the embarrassing scene, Huan Chu still felt that it was an unbearable humiliation, and he reached out to open the security door with a curse. In his opinion, only the saliva of the knocker can slightly calm his anger.

But as soon as the door was opened, Huan Chu immediately closed the door with a clang. "tmd, am I hallucinating? Well, it is said that people who have been watching the computer for too long may have hallucinations. I said why is a butcher (a hero who looks like a zombie in Dota) standing in front of me." Huan Chu rubbed his face, rubbed his eyes, turned around, and opened the security door again. At this time, the hideous face comparable to the butcher appeared in front of Huan Chu again. He, oh no, it should be said that its left cheek had been torn open, and he could clearly see the turbid yellow teeth and bright red tongue inside, with a bloody mouth, and a low roar towards Huan Chu.

"Bang!" The security door was closed again after less than 0:00 seconds of opening with Huan Chu's training brain and right hand. Huan Chu turned his back to the door, and wanted to say "Is it because my door opening is wrong" to adjust the atmosphere and ease the fear in his heart. However, after a few "difficulty", he still couldn't say a complete sentence. He could only stiffen his body and take a step forward, but his trembling legs did not give him enough support. Huan Chu's butt had another close contact with the entrance door in just a few minutes. "I x! This, who can tell me what's going on!" After a long time, Huan Chu's roar finally cut through the air and spread.

After roaring, Huan Chu seemed to have not vented the fear in his body, but there was endless confusion in his eyes. He suddenly collapsed on the ground. After gasping for a long time, he finally pulled out his cell phone from his trouser pocket. He finally dialed out the phone from his hometown, hoping to seek some comfort from the familiar voice. Before the beep of the cell phone sounded, Huan Chu seemed to hear his mother's kind nagging and father's stern but kind words. However, as the beep continued, the phone could not be connected, and Huan Chu's heart that was about to be relieved was raised again.

"No, no, parents will not have any trouble. Good luck, God, God, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva will bless you. But, if, if... it is impossible, W County is right by the mountain and there is a lake next to it. If it is not good, you can hide on the island. Yes, there will be no trouble. I don't scare myself... But what if..." Huan Chu felt that his mind was about to explode, and his ideological struggle gradually overwhelmed the fear in his heart. At this time, there was no longer the sound of "bang" smashing the door and "squeaking" nail rubbing sounds from the security door. It seemed that the big zombie had already left very well.

During the silence, Huan Chu gradually regained some rationality, and some posts he had read when he was obsessed with the movie "Resident Evil" gradually emerged in his mind: "The most important thing now is to collect information. Only by knowing the current situation can you determine the escape route. You must leave here and go home!" He stood up, threw himself on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

"It is November 15, 2012 Beijing time. It has been two weeks since the outbreak of the mutant rabies virus. At present, cases of this new mutant virus have appeared all over the country. In order to save energy, many small and medium-sized cities have begun to reduce the use of communication facilities. However, relevant departments said that all the situation is still under control. The spokesperson of the Ministry of Information Xxx said in a press conference: "At present, the situation in all parts of the country has gradually stabilized. Government departments and local security agencies have gradually restored control over cities across the country. As long as the people do not panic in irrational sense, we have reason to firmly believe that all difficulties cannot overwhelm the great Chinese people...'"

"Fart! The zombies have all run to my doorstep, and they are still stable, you are stable xxxx!" Huan Chu cursed and pressed the turntable button of the remote control hard, wanting to learn other information from other TV stations, but sadly found that as long as the TV station that can still receive the signal, the program of Central Station 1 was broadcasting without exception. Whether it was the government order or the TV stations in various places could no longer maintain normal work. If it was the former, it would be fine, at least it means that the central government can still control the situation in the local area and there would not be a doomsday scene like Raccoon City in Resident Evil; but if it was the latter, it means that all provincial capital cities except the capital have basically fallen, that way...

Huan Chu could no longer think about it, so he hurried back to the computer and began to search for messages about zombies. Twenty minutes later, he sat up again, lit a cigarette, picked up a pen and began to analyze the news he got: "The earliest time the zombies were discovered was November 1, md, why did I not know until the 15th (voiceover: You close the curtains and hit dota every day, it would be strange if you know it!). Well, the source of the disease is the capital, S, n, w, and z, and these large cities were almost at the same time. At present, the spreading area is large

To the surrounding areas of these big cities, there are almost no zombies in ** and Xinjiang. In two weeks," Huan Chu took out a tourist map he bought in college from the bookshelf and began to paint it on the map of China: "Well, this is the general spread. Starting from the capital, detours Shanxi and into Henan, avoid City Z, transfer from Xinyang to Anhui to Anqing, and then go home!" Huan Chu recorded the precautions, marked the general road map on the map, and transferred all kinds of useful documents found on the Internet to his mobile phone, and began to pack his luggage.

"Certificate, bank card, cash, instant noodles, chocolate, lighter, kettle...what is missing...weapons! Yes, how can we lose weapons against zombies?" Huan Chu checked the whole room and found only two kitchen knives in the kitchen. To be honest, these two kitchen knives are okay to cut cabbage, but they don't have any effect at all. Huan Chu obviously realized this, so he threw the kitchen knives aside and leaned against the marble kitchen counter to think: "I remember I bought a baseball bat last year and put it... By the way, under the bed!"

Ten minutes later, Huan Chu tightened his backpack and placed the baseball bat in his reach. Finally, he made sure that all preparations were done. He lit a cigarette again, came to the window, slightly opened the curtains, and began to observe the surrounding situation. Perhaps it was because it was not the weekend when the zombie tide broke out. Ordinary people went to work and class in the city center. There was no army of thousands of zombies that Huan Chu imagined gathered in the remote community. Huan Chu visually estimated that there were less than 30 zombies from the unit building to the entrance of the community. As long as you are careful, you should be able to successfully rush to the auxiliary road. As long as you grab a car on the road, all plans can be implemented successfully. Unfortunately, Huan Chu wanted to be quiet when renting a house. The unit building was on the inside of the inside of the community, and there was no way to see the auxiliary road at all. He could only take one step.

Huan Chu looked up and looked at the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall again. The hour hand was already pointing at 6 o'clock, and the sky gradually darkened. So he tightened his backpack again, and carried it on his back to try the weight. Since most of the luggage he brought was a must-have for small items, he was sure that it would not hinder his movements and waved the baseball bat, and threw the backpack on the bed again. Because he decided... to eat something first, fill his stomach, and then put everything aside and have a good sleep.
Chapter completed!