In a closed room, the void fluctuation, a door of nothingness, opened from the void, a flash of light, a long black knee-length windbreaker, a tall, eyes hollowed young, appeared in the room.

Behind the youth was carrying exaggerated back shoulder bags, backpacks and drums, and seemed to be loaded with a lot of things.As soon as he landed, he looked around curiously, but the room was empty, nothing, and nothing good to see.

“Is this the wasteland?”

The young man was full of doubts and talking to himself, but unfortunately there was no one nearby, to be exact, even a little voice, quiet and terrible, at this time if someone answered him, it must be a ghost!

“The door of the dimensional is very reliable, send me to such a safe place!”

Walking around the room, the young man praised, the dimensional door is indeed very humane, this room is a closed space, no windows, surrounded by pale walls, only a locked iron door, connecting the outside world.

The young man knocked on the iron door with his hand, and the iron door suddenly made a low, looking very strong, at least his small arms and legs, without the ability to push it, life was guaranteed, the young man's tense nerves, slowly relaxed, no matter who faced the legendary biochemical monster, it was impossible to be indifferent.

What are you going to do, stay here for 10 days?No, no, no, I made the effort to make up my mind to run through the last days, and I ran out of the remaining thousand dollars, if I didn't go out to sweep it, how could I be able to afford my payment."He spoke to himself, his eyes firmly.

Cuckling.

The heavy iron door was opened, Zhang Yifeng probed the brain, as if to be a thief, looking at both sides of the corridor outside, no one, safe.

Out of the room, Zhang Yifeng nervous, holding a watermelon knife in his hand, his eyes were staring at the door, his hand was still on the iron door handle, and a message appeared in his mind.

"The dimensional gate: level 1 (the dimensional gate connects the real world)

Assisted: In addition to the host itself, it can also carry 0KG of non-living objects.

Cooldown: 239 hours and 50 minutes.”

The sudden arrival of the information in the mind, suddenly let Zhang Yifeng alert, after thinking, he knows that after he crossed the wasteland world, the dimensional door became this iron door, which means that after 10 days, this door will become the only channel for him to escape the wasteland world.

“Must write down the door number... oh, room 205?”

There is a bulging number on the iron door, which attracted Zhang Yifeng's eyes, and he showed all the faces of all his thoughts, saying to himself: "room 205, is this a certain office building in the city, and generally only similar to office buildings or high-rise residential areas will appear such a logo."

In the last days, for people living in the modern world, there are only three words to describe, fantasy, terror, and death.

The illusion is that people do not believe that the end of the world will come, the real world has no shortage of open-mindedness, extremely excellent science fiction movies, which truly record the tragedy of the end-time, but then what is it, after all, the film is a film, a world that is a writer's fantasy, but it is only shown through film and television.

Horror, which is intuitively presented by all sci-fi movies, biochemical crisis, all kinds of biochemical monsters, director writers seem to want to constantly challenge the extreme of human guts, biochemical monsters one more than a horror disgust, it seems that people do not seem to scare people to death.

Death, the last days, means death, this is an indisputable fact, whether it is a biochemical crisis, or natural and man-made disasters, there is no immortality, which is the root cause of all people do not want the end to come, because no one wants to die.

Zhang Yifeng did not want to die, but he had no choice, he shouldered the trust of the real world family, his oath has been specially taken care of by God, has been in the last days, retreating irreducible.

He kept his feet as low as possible, but the high-crushed military leather shoes, still made a loud and crisp sound on the ground, in the quiet corridor, far away, Zhang Yifeng's heart suddenly tightened, he was praying, but also afraid, whether there would suddenly appear a monster, and then he was over.

At both sides of the corridor, there are stairs straight downstairs, as for the elevator, the indicator light is still on, but Zhang Yifeng did not have the courage to sit, because he was not sure, in the moment when he opened the elevator, there would be a zombie flying out, biting his neck.

Of course, the most important thing is that this is the second floor, a few steps to the first floor, which also has to take the elevator, is not the head sick?

Stepping downstairs, Zhang Yifeng suddenly is not afraid, perhaps for so long did not encounter a zombie monster, he has been lucky, but people are scared, scared to death, it is because people are not defensive to people, suddenly appear, that kind of scare, will instantly expand dozens of times, directly scare people to death.

Just like now, Zhang Yifeng covered his mouth with his hand, his teeth trembling in his mouth, faintly coming from the creaking sound, his body, completely uncontrollable by the brain, can not help but trembling, eyes glittered round, back close to the wall, he is forcibly holding back the inner fear, do not let himself call out.

Because in the hall on the first floor, there are more than twenty movements that are stiff, crooked, and walking around the zombies, they are dressed in various colors, there are staff uniforms, there are successful people with suits and straights, and there are some young men and women who wear leisure.

They were pale and bloodless on their faces, and there appeared to be small cracks, like bark, as if they were about to fall off, revealing the scarlet flesh beneath their skin.

Zhang Yifeng wanted to vomit, but he suffocated back, which reminded him of a movie, the protagonist of the film, drinking milk in the plane, the plane took off, the protagonist fainted, the scene and Zhang Yifeng's current situation is exactly the same, when he smiled dead, secretly despised the protagonist's disgust, now, he also wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, he also wanted to despise himself, but he was not sick.

The zombies in the hall, like lonely ghosts, wandered aimlessly, their eyes were dull, and they seemed to have no thoughts, like the hands of the clock, constantly making pendulum movements.

Seeing that the zombie did not immediately jump up, Zhang Yifeng's fear of the mood slowly eased down, but his face still showed a thick fear, the watermelon knife in his hand was on his chest, and his eyes were finely looked at the zombie.

“They don’t seem to see me?”

The stairs are facing the hall, and as it stands, as long as Zhang Yifeng has just appeared, he will be seen by the zombies in the eyes, but now, the zombies walk and play on their own, and they do not take care of Zhang Yifeng at all.

What does that mean?

Let the dead beaks blind!

“It’s good not to see, it’s good to not see!”

Zhang Yifeng wiped the sweat on his head, carefully moved his steps, and approached the center of the hall, although these zombies have no wisdom, and the walking dead are similar, but the ability to stand is not weak, more than 20 zombies walk back and forth, directly sealed the exit of the hall, everyone wants to leave the hall, must pass through the central body of the zombie.

Close contact with the zombies is very exciting.

Zhang Yifeng was afraid to die, swallowing his mouthful, for money he went out, walked quickly to the exit of the hall, close, close, he was getting closer and closer to the zombie, he could even smell the thick rotten smell of the zombie body, and clearly saw the skin falling off the face of the zombie, that nausea, so that Zhang Yifeng stomach surged, I would like to spit him.

At this time, a zombie suddenly turned around, eyes without focal length, empty eyes, staring at Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng only felt a chill straight to the door, can not help but take a breath of cold air.

“What if he finds me, am I going to die?”

Many people are asking, when people die, they will see what they think of, what kind of feeling, Zhang Yifeng can be very sure and certain to tell him that the brain is blank, do not know how they died.

Of course, what he said was nonsense, because he was alive and not dead.

A joke can scare people to death.

The zombie wiped Zhang Yifeng's shoulder, and if no one passed by, his eyes were only on the opposite side of the public signboard, and there was a picture of a beautiful female staff member on it, and Zhang Yifeng suddenly cried and laughed.

Nima's, the zombies, like people, are also things to forget.

Lucky escaped, Zhang Yifeng's mind, quickly recalled just a short contact, he was almost 100% sure, the zombie has no vision, only a weak sense of smell, because the zombie in close to Zhang Yifeng, gently inhaled, it seems to smell something, but because after becoming a zombie, the olfactory system mutated, becoming very special, and can not accurately judge.

Not afraid of God’s faults, we are afraid of God’s invincibility.

What does this mean, that is to say, the defective God, as long as he finds its defects, can calmly deal with it, and now Zhang Yifeng knows the defects of the zombies, the fear in his heart, and the fear in his heart is cut again, and he expands the length of his steps, as if he dances in the crowd and moves freely in the zombies.

Clumsy movements, like a polar bear wearing a suit, can not bear to look directly.

Safe and calm out of the hall, Zhang Yifeng smiley face, hard raised the middle finger, if there is no zombie present, he would like to shout, who else?

“The Telecommunications Building!”

Standing in front of the ten-story building, the familiar sign on the door frame suddenly let Zhang Yifeng know where it is, and there is no doubt that this is the telecommunications building of this abandoned city.

Zhang Yifeng is a little confused, telecommunications should be a real world thing, how can it appear in the wasteland world, is there a similarity between the two worlds?

His questions are not answered, because you can’t expect the zombies in the hall to answer your questions.

"Haha, the wasteland world, it is more and more looking forward to, trembling, mortal monsters, your king, I, came down..."

Scraping.

A soft sound, Zhang Yifeng's foot of the glass broken, the world suddenly quiet, the hall of the zombies turned around, they are also silent, only Zhang Yifeng's head full of cold sweat, he is really surprised.

Howling

A roar of excitement, the awakened demon, crazy rushing towards Zhang Yifeng, the most terrible thing is that with the roar of the zombies, the quiet city, instantly boiling up, all sides, black pressure of the zombies, the claws of teeth, the claws of the teeth, the demons dance, so as not to be lively.

“I swear to God, the dead have a very sensitive hearing!”