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Text Chapter 1 The Eve of Yinhuo

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    "Welcome to the death game, humans"

    "Who?" Zhang Zhen, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly sat up and looked around.  What I saw was still endless darkness.  The cool breeze came in waves through the windows that had not yet been installed.  On this construction site, you can occasionally hear the cries of crows.

    The night is very dark.  The dim street lights in the distance were a bit eerie.

    Zhang Zhen shuddered.  He slowly lay down on the bed again and covered himself with the quilt.  I thought to myself, this is probably an illusion, I really shouldn't agree to guard this construction site.

    "This is not an illusion." The voice suddenly sounded again.

    "Ghost." Zhang Zhen got up in a panic. He just wanted to turn on the lights, but there was no such equipment in the building yet.

    Bang, bang This is the sound of your heart beating, the sound of your own heart beating.

    After realizing that there was no electric light, Zhang Zhen, who was at a loss, picked up the steel pipe next to him and held it in front of himself. He stared ahead with some trembling, his pupils slowly dilating.

    The cold wind blew, and Zhang Zhen felt a chill on his spine and straight into his brain.

    "Ah" He screamed fiercely, turned around and swung the steel pipe backwards, but failed.

    "I transmit information to you through telepathy. You can't hit my entity. You don't have to wonder, I'm not a 'ghost', just an artificial intelligence program."

    "Who the hell are you?" Zhang Zhenqiang calmed himself down, yelling to embolden himself, while squeezing the steel pipe with his palms wet with sweat.

    "You do not have enough authority to know more information."

    "I'm not interested in that information. I just want to know, what do you want?" Zhang Zhen looked around warily from time to time. There seemed to be unknown terror hidden in the darkness.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A few more beeps sounded in Zhang Zhen's mind, like when there was a problem when the computer started up.  Then an electronically synthesized sound sounded.  "Human, I am very happy that your telepathy value has exceeded 90. You are lucky enough to have the ability to communicate with me virtually. I will reward you with 92 survival points for this. In 20 minutes and 12 seconds, a global biochemical crisis will break out in the human world. Yes  Yes, some plots are similar to the "Resident Evil" you have seen, and I hope you can survive." Di the voice disappeared.

    "You gain F-level permission to purchase weapons. This permission can be used once within twenty-four hours, and each time is thirty seconds. You can use survival points to purchase the weapons you need. You gain immunity to the first infection. This ability can  Prevent you from being infected by the virus for the first time. The first infection rate is 50%." The previous voice sounded again.

    ?Buy weapons?  Zhang Zhen felt a little funny in his heart, what is this?  Another kind of prank?

    Just when Zhang Zhenmo wanted to buy weapons, each weapon was imprinted in Zhang Zhen's mind, and with it came the performance and price of each weapon.  For a moment, it seemed that Zhang Zhen was very familiar with the information on all these weapons, as if he had touched them every day before.

    How can it be?  All this is beyond the knowledge Zhang Zhen can accept, and completely breaks the previous familiar conclusions.

    After the shock, Zhang Zhen came to his senses and remembered that he only had thirty seconds to buy, so he immediately chose a Glock-18, four pistol magazines and two hundred rounds of ammunition.  Plus a high-explosive grenade.  A total of 90 survival points.

    Blue light flashed past, and pistols, magazines, bullets, and grenades appeared from the void and fell in front of Zhang Zhen. They were arranged very neatly on the ground.

    Zhang Zhen was stunned. This not only broke the common sense he knew before, but also meant that the information just given was accurate.  The conclusion drawn after verification is that a biochemical crisis is about to break out around the world

    At that moment, Zhang Zhen chose Glock-18 because this pistol has a capacity of twenty rounds of ammunition.  And relatively cheap.  Although the power is much worse, it is far better than running out of bullets after a few rounds.  You must know that infected zombies have always appeared in movies in large numbers. Being able to shoot more bullets in one shot means a higher chance of survival.

    Its price is fifty survival points, eight points for four magazines, twenty points for two hundred rounds of ammunition, and twelve points for grenades.

    Zhang Zhen loaded the bullets into the five magazines one by one (including the magazine that came with the pistol), and gradually calmed down.  He was thinking that if a so-called biological crisis broke out, he would definitely die if he stayed at this construction site.  Not to mention that there is no relatively sealed space for him to hide. Even if there is such a space, he will starve to death without food.

    We can only go to residential areas.  Every family will have stored food, and once the security door is closed, those zombies (zombie) may not be able to get in.  As for what happens in the future, it can only depend on the situation.  Of course, if the zombies can break through the security door, they can only commit suicide immediately!

    ?How can two hundred rounds of bullets stop countless zombies?

    After making up his mind, Zhang Zhen packed up his equipment and immediately ran to a residential area not far away, taking the steel pipe next to him with him.  Thanks to the hard work he usually does, these twenty kilograms of equipment did not cause Zhang Zhen too much physical fatigue while running.

    Running all the way, the moment when the biochemical crisis breaks out is not far away, and the residential area is getting closer and closer.  Zhang Zhen kept praying that one house would not close the door.  Otherwise, everything will be over.

    When Zhang Zhen ran to a night street near a residential area, the surrounding lights were bright, people passed by in twos and threes, and from time to time, a couple's laughter could be heard.  Some people on both sides of the street were eating late-night snacks in the stalls, while others were choosing their favorite items at the stalls.  But they didn't realize that a crisis related to the survival of mankind was about to break out.

    "Zhang Zhen, why are you here? Why are you not guarding the construction site? Why are you still holding the steel pipe? Do you want to fight? Count me in!" A man was holding a half-drunk beer bottle and a half-sliced ??cigarette.  The person came towards Zhang Zhen.  He is Zhang Zhen's coworker and former high school best friend, Li Hui.  It was he who introduced Zhang Zhen to work in this construction company.

    "Li Hui, let's go to your rented residence together, quickly." Zhang Zhen said hurriedly, pulling Li Hui and running wildly without any explanation.  He has been to the room Li Hui rented many times. The room has a standard security door, which can be used to hide first.  And that room is still five or six minutes away from the street.

    "What's wrong with you?" Li Hui grabbed Zhang Zhen after being dragged away for a while.  Since both the wine bottle and cigarette had been knocked away when he ran away, he was obviously angry when he asked.

    At this moment, half of the people on the street began to cough violently, and some even fell to the ground, scratching their heads with both hands, as if they were trying to tear off their scalps.  People traveling with them who were not infected stopped to ask questions, and some people started calling 120.

    But Zhang Zhen knew very well that this must be a precursor to the outbreak of a biological crisis!  Fortunately, Li Hui did not have a cough or anything unusual.

    After hearing countless coughs, Li Hui looked in the direction of the sound, and then looked to the other side with a surprised look on his face.  He found that half the people on the street were coughing.  Many others fell to the ground twitching.  This scene is really too weird.

    "Take it." Zhang Zhen handed the steel pipe in his hand to Li Hui, pulled out the pistol and opened the safety lever.  Said: "There is no time to say more, the biological crisis has broken out."

    "What?" Li Hui's whole body trembled after hearing this.  Normally, he would have laughed and said that when he ate Zhang Zhen after turning into a zombie, he would definitely leave his vagina behind.  But now with such a terrifying scene on the street, he couldn't laugh anymore.

    "We don't have time to go to your residence, so we can only try our luck." Zhang Zhen didn't have any extra nonsense and walked directly to the nearest residential building.

    Li Hui, who calmed down, ran after Zhang Zhen with a look of fear on his face.

    ??Ding dong, ding dong.  doorbell rings

    "Your father is back." A woman in her thirties at home said with a smile.

    "Dad is finally back, and you can have birthday cake." In front of the table where the sumptuous dinner was placed, a boy who had just turned twelve stood up happily.  He ran to the door and opened it for his father.

    The door slowly opened, and a man in his late forties smiled happily when he saw his son.  I work and socialize outside, no matter how tired or hard it is, it¡¯s worth it.  Say it, son, I haven¡¯t seen you for a few months, do you miss your dad?

    ??????????????? Cough, cough.  The man felt that before he could say what he wanted to say, there was a tightness in his chest that made him unable to breathe, and he began to cough violently.  After a while, I felt that my scalp was itchy, so itchy.

    "Dad, what's wrong with you?" The child had never seen such a scene before, and he was confused for a moment.

    "What's wrong, husband?" A woman in her thirties walked to the door. Seeing the man coughing violently, she immediately helped him into the living room and let him sit on the sofa.  Ask the child to look at the man, and then go get the man a glass of water.

    "Dad, are you okay?" The boy habitually sat in the man's arms.  She leaned her little face against the man's chest, raised her head and looked at her father who kept grabbing her hair with both hands.  The boy lowered his head again and closed his eyes.  Totally don't know what to do.

    "Ah." The woman screamed loudly, and the bad boy that was just full of water in her hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.  My husband, my husband's face.  The blood-red veins protrude from the surface of the skin with the meridians, as if they will break at any time.  The lips are an abnormal blue-black color.  The nose starts to turn out from the meridians, and what you see is not nose hairs, but blood.  The veins on his neck bulged to the size of his little finger.

    It was like hearing a scream.  The man looked upLooking at the woman, this look made her unable to describe it. She had gloomy purple facial skin, gray eyes, and bare eyebrows.  Monster, monster, the woman screamed.

    "Ah." At this time, the child who was sitting in the man's arms, or in the arms of a zombie, saw his father's appearance and his eyes widened, staring at his former father, and then fell down.  Go down.  The child was frightened and fainted.

    The zombie felt the child in his arms, and subconsciously pinched the boy tightly with his hands, then opened his mouth wide and bit like the boy.

    After the woman heard her child screaming, her motherly instinct made her forget her fear, and she ran to the sofa with tears in her eyes, desperate to save her child.  However, how can the time required for this distance of three or four meters be compared with the speed at which the zombie opens its mouth and bites it down.

    boom!  The hand holding the gun was shaking, and the sound of gunfire echoed.

    The side of the zombie's head was penetrated by a bullet, and his brain was cracked.

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