Chapter 56: Fifty-Six Zombies
Because it was dark, they could not clearly see who the people on the ground were, but they could clearly see a person lying on top of another person on the ground, obviously a zombie in mid-feast.
In the distance, there were people running, people screaming for help, zombies howling, and the sounds of fighting.
The two returned to the living room. The zombies downstairs had already smelled their scent, and they did not dare to stay outside for a long time. Although they could easily eliminate the zombies on the ground with their special ability, it was not the time yet, because everyone was watching from their homes, and they did not want to stand out too much.
At that moment, Lu Hao’s phone rang, and it was Xue Wanyi’s anxious voice on the line.
“Lu Hao, it’s bad, Guo Yang and that policewoman at your place have got a fever! Outside, there are so many of those undead!”
Xue Wanyi felt that he was incredibly unlucky. How could those undead appear just after he had run back from Mount M?
“Don’t panic, first put them in two separate rooms, look for some ice or something to put next to them to cool down, and lock the doors”
Lu Hao did not ask why there was a policewoman, a woman both of them had met, who was none other than Liao Yifan. When had she become so close to Guo Yang?
Actually, it was when Guo Yang went to bail out Xue Wanyi that he first met Liao Yifan. He was amazed at first sight. He tried everything to get Liao Yifan’s contact information, but Liao Yifan seemed to have no interest in Guo Yang, a man with glasses. In the end, Guo Yang still got Liao Yifan’s WeChat using Lu Hao’s name.
After receiving a reminder from Lu Hao, he invited Liao Yifan over as soon as he got home. He had heard that Liao Yifan’s biggest hobby was arm wrestling and martial arts. Although he was slightly shocked by this, he then felt that it was no wonder he liked her—her hobbies were so unique.
So after he saw Xue Wanyi, he came up with an idea to tell her that there was a very strong person at home who wanted to have a match with her. As soon as Liao Yifan got off work, she came directly to Guo Yang’s place.
Soon after, the three of them noticed the abnormal streets outside, and zombies… Not long after, the two of them fainted on the sofa. Xue Wanyi looked at Guo Yang whose face was flushed red, touched his forehead, and felt that he must have a fever above 40 degrees. Liao Yifan showed the same symptoms as Guo Yang.
In his urgency, Xue Wanyi immediately called Lu Hao. Lu Hao’s explanation shocked him even more—Guo Yang and the policewoman might be at risk of mutation. If they could survive the fever, perhaps they could awaken abilities similar to his wind ability?!
Therefore, Xue Wanyi hurriedly found all the ice cubes in the house, including the coke drinks chilled in the fridge, and after putting the two in separate rooms, he placed the ice cubes on and around their bodies. Looking at Guo Yang, who was unconscious, Xue Wanyi felt sorry to leave him alone, so he thought of a way and tied both of them to two beds.
Xue Wanyi found some wet towels, froze them in the fridge, and changed the ice towels on their foreheads every hour. Watching the two’s faces gradually become less red, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the couch.
The screams downstairs grew more frequent, and upstairs, the sound of objects hitting the floor could be heard. Xue Wanyi grabbed his messy hair and cursed, “Damn it!”
Nearly no one who survived that night could sleep; they were all waiting for the dawn to come, hoping that with the daylight, things would get better, hoping that when it was light, someone would come to save them, hoping…
People’s anticipated dawn arrived as expected, but the sight before their eyes only deepened their despair. The streets were covered in blood, and living people could easily be attacked by zombies that sprang from every corner. No one dared to go outside, the emergency lines were overwhelmed, but no help came.
Watching the rising sun, Su Jin sighed and called out all the family members from the Space.
The family walked up to the second floor and looked outside. There were groups of people wandering around, but they could no longer truly be called people. Their faces were purplish-blue marked with blood, their eyeballs gray-white, and their mouths stretched down to their necks were marked with dried dark blood; they also made a “he he” sound from their throats.
Huang Yunxiang covered her mouth and dared not make any noise. She was afraid that the zombies below would hear the sound and jump up. However, the zombies below had already smelled the scent of living people. They ran over and gathered below, their arms continuously reaching upwards as if trying to climb up or pull the people above down.
Su Jin looked back at her family members. Although everyone’s expressions were terrified, there was no screaming or retreating. It seemed that her efforts over the past half-month were not in vain.
“Zombies don’t use their eyes to track the living; they rely on hearing and smell. If we stand here, they can smell us,” Su Jin explained.
“Then, Xiao Jin, should we go down? This is too frightening,”
Mrs. Su Lin Tianhui, pale-faced, clutched Su Xiangzhe’s arm and asked.
“So this is what zombies are like, much more disgusting than the ones on TV,” Lin Xiuyuan said with a look of disgust.
“What kind of demon is this? I’ve lived so many years and never seen anything like it,”
Nie Qing found it hard to believe, although he had predicted chaos in the world, he hadn’t expected it to be like this. It seemed that the girl was telling the truth.
“This is what zombies are, the threat we will face every day from now on. It’s either they kill us, or we kill them. Are you afraid?” Su Jin asked in a very determined tone.
As if inspired, Lin Xiuyuan was the first to blurt out, loudly exclaiming, “I’m not afraid!”
Following him, Su Xiangzhe, Lu Guanhai, Lin Cheng, and Mao Zhihang all expressed their fearlessness. Even Huang Yunxiang, who had just cried, wiped her tears and said, “How can I not be scared? But I have to face it, right? Even if I’m scared, I can’t let that thing catch me.”
“Yunxiang is right, we are fully prepared, we can’t lose just at the start,” Aunt Lin Tianzhen also said with a determined look; she would definitely protect her daughter well.
“Fine, fine, fine, you all are brave, right? Is my being afraid useful? I must go with you,” Mrs. Su Lin Tianhui said in a do-or-die manner.
“Clap clap clap,” Nie Qing clapped for the family, lightening the solemn atmosphere considerably.
“Ahem, when attacking zombies, aim for their brains. You have to either shoot through the brain with bullets or destroy the brain, or chop off the head,” Lu Hao saw that the atmosphere Su Jin had hard created was disrupted by her master, and had to step in.
“Sssh, that violent?” Lu Guanhai couldn’t help but say.
“Heh, what else did you think? Killing chickens?” Su Xiangzhe retorted.
“Pfft, Xiao Jin, I remember you… mmph mmph mmph… get me a knife,” Lu Guanhai was about to say he remembered there were knives in the space, but as soon as he started talking about the space, he couldn’t speak anymore.
Su Jin laughed because she understood what Lu Guanhai meant; he was just blocked by the restriction and couldn’t say it out loud.
Remembering that the family still hadn’t gotten suitable weapons, Su Jin led everyone downstairs and into the space after locking the doors and windows.
Inside the space’s armory, there were already many weapons, not just knives but also guns, though aside from Lu Hao, Lu Guanhai, and Su Xiangzhe, no one else knew how to use guns.
Su Jin picked up a “Ghost Hand” knife for herself, having tried this type before and finding it very handy. She thought chopping off a head with one slice shouldn’t be a problem.
Most of the others chose watermelon knives that Su Jin had bought at a previous exhibition, mainly because they looked sharp and simple, and were also light and easy to handle.
Lu Hao also picked up a Ghost Hand knife and a handgun, loading the handgun with bullets and placing it behind him.
The family then stepped out of the space, each person armed with a weapon.