The drizzle slowly falling outside the window seemed to be about to clean up the dirty existence on the ground.

Blood and debris, stripped organs and broken limbs were poured in the rain...

It seems to be able to remove the fishy smell so that the ogres can breathe. The screams surrounding the drizzle not only make the cold wind even colder, but also make people more creepy.

Chen Yong wiped the blood wrapped around the short blade on the zombie's clothes. The seemingly expensive plush pajamas on the zombie can only be used as a rag. Is it a pity? Or is it a pity... or is it used on the right path.

The decayed smell was gradually spreading, and this desperate smell of death was spreading,

Chen Yong tied the wiped short blade around his waist. The blade looked particularly desolate and pale under the reflection of the moonlight. The blade that seemed to be able to easily create wounds was the only weapon that could protect himself.

The odor of death caused by the rot of flesh and blood is getting worse and worse, making the whole room feel like it is placed in a mortal factory. The swallowing movements made by the unconscious thirst of the throat are as if there is a foreign object blocking the throat and unable to be removed. The strong sense of vomiting is constantly stimulating the brain. Even if the stomach rolls, it can never be vomited again, and there is only the boring bitterness in the mouth.

Strong discomfort...

Feeling uncomfortable...

pain……

The chest felt so depressed and dull, and even the air in the breath became so turbid,

My legs are faintly weak and uncontrollable. Is that scared? Or fear?

Unable to tell, Chen Yong sat down by the wall powerlessly, and the dark loneliness rushed towards him like the sea, suppressing himself with unprecedented weirdness.

The dead face exposed with white bones was so disgusting that it was buried in the dark corner. The horrible man's eyes stared at Chen Yong, splashing blood around him, and there were traces of it, both the walls and the objects.

A terrible scene, even if you are in a place full of wreckage, you can't go anywhere...

The corridor outside the window was covered with thorns, and the monsters were wandering with long reflections.

Heavy footsteps, every step, venting death

Want to cry...

It's like being flooded by the sea... trapped in the endless dark deep sea, so depressed... so lonely...

The feeling of being almost unable to breathe is about to face suffocation.

Chen Yong leaned his head against the wall and listened to the sound of rain falling. The floor condensed into ripples in puddles. The moonlight shone miserably on the curtains. From time to time, there were other monsters wandering around. His strange figure was disgusting at all times!

However, what is even more sad is that I can only be trapped here now and can't go anywhere.

"If you can keep adapting to this environment until you gradually become numb and no longer be afraid, it may not be a good thing!"

Chen Yong smiled to himself in the air, unable to tell whether the expression on his face was helpless or forced to smile.

"But even if you need to adapt, you shouldn't be here. I'm not the one who likes to wait for death."

Chen Yong stood up, found a piece of clothing in the cabinet and put it on his hands, picked up all the bodies around the room and placed them together in the corner, which was still in the boy's dormitory.

On the day of the incident, Chen Yong did not go to class because he was late and slept in the dormitory directly. This kind of thing happened so many people who slept in the dormitory. During class, many people were locked in the dormitory door.

As a result, after the riot, Chen Yong couldn't get out and had no time to escape. Once he got out of the corridor, he would be attacked by the zombies wandering in other rooms. Although there were relatively fewer zombies in the dormitory than outside, it was quite distressing to not get out.

The school radio has been shouting for almost three days but there has been no movement. Not to mention outside, just say that Chen Yong is now short of food, and he has been living on snacks in other rooms recently, and now he is the same.

Chen Yong picked up the wreckage in cold sweat and moved the body to the corner. There were zombies and those who were bitten and half-dead and were finally killed by Chen Yong. Then he gathered together to take the old clothes on the cabinet and cover them all.

Although the smell is still so smelly, at least the psychological endurance can be reduced. The damn head looks like it looks like it will jump up suddenly, and it will be scared to death.

"It's probably OK!"

A small hillside piled up in the corner was covered with colorful clothes. Although I found a perfume in the cabinet just now, I still thought about it and didn't dare to spray it. What if the zombies still in the corridor were attracted by the smell?

"It smells a little smelly, but at least it's safer!"

Chen Yong sat on the bed and looked at the piles in the corners, feeling a little scared. He could only restrain himself. No one knew what it was like outside.

He pulled up someone else's quilt and quietly opened the snacks on the quilt, for fear of making a noise, Chen Yong threw away a piece of potato chips and chewed them slowly, laying on someone else's bed, covering someone else's quilt, and eating someone else's snacks.

If there are some benefits to the end of the world, it is probably all but death. There is no law, absolute freedom, you can do whatever you want, no one stops you, and get whatever you like, it’s all free, it’s all the ultimate goal for everyone!

Live whatever life you want.
Chapter completed!