(WARNING: EDITED MTL)
A loud siren sounded in the distance, and a frightened scream could be heard faintly.
Wang Peng, who was leaning against the window, swallowed his saliva nervously. With trembling hands, he slowly pushed aside the curtains covering the window.
What appeared before his eyes were hell on earth.
The once-bustling city center was now a mess, with little stalls full of groceries and a vast expanse of street stained with red liquid as if someone’s spoiled child was doodling everywhere.
Wang Peng knew very well that it was blood, the blood that flowed from people.
His pupils shrunk slightly, and his eyes were locked on the position that was almost at the end of his vision. There was a person lying there, a middle-aged woman in her forties.
Although he had only moved here not long ago, he had a vague impression that the woman across the street was probably the owner of a nearby store. She spoke in an accent and had a warm smile.
However, at the moment, she was lying there, with tattered clothes all over her body, and her bare skin was full of shocking wounds – She was eaten alive.
Not long ago, Wang Peng watched her being thrown to the ground by two or three people with his own eyes, and the terrifying screams seemed to be echoing in his ears.
Suddenly, the middle-aged woman’s body twitched violently.
Wang Peng’s mind jumped, and before he had time to question whether his eyes were playing tricks with him, his pupils suddenly shrunk to the size of a pinhole due to fear.
The middle-aged woman’s body twitched strangely, and then slowly got up from the ground.
He lowered his head sharply and pulled the curtains back with lightning speed.
His heart was beating rapidly, and Wang Peng trembled uncontrollably. Is she still alive? Impossible!
At this point, It would be unbelievable for Wang Peng, who is currently 25 years old, to not even know this kind of common sense!
The word “Zombie” slowly appeared in his mind.
Movies, games, novels, Wang Peng has seen many of them, but those are all things of fantasy and fiction. Will they really appear in reality?
He scrambled to the door of the room to see if its closed properly. Although he had already confirmed it, Wang Peng still checked again.
He lives on the fourth floor and is absolutely safe under the protection of a thick steel door!
His feet softened, Wang Peng cant stand firm and sat down on the ground, covering his head helplessly.
What exactly is happening? He had no idea, the horrific scenes in front of him had only unfolded half an hour ago.
There was no signal on the mobile phone, the TV was white, and the police that he expected didn’t even show up.
There is absolutely no source of information to understand the current situation, Wang Peng is completely unable to calm down and think carefully, and his mind is completely blank.
“Is this a dream? That’s right! It must be a dream.” He shook his head vigorously.
“Although this dream is very real, so real that you can even feel pain, there is no doubt that it must be a dream, otherwise this morning. How do you explain ‘that’ voice in my head?”
While speaking, the voice sounded again.
“The system prompts, whether to build a basic power plant? 2000 Credits is required.”
What a mess. It seems that I had too much fun in the nightclub last night, and I was still drunk.
Wang Peng felt relieved that he could explain the situation.
“I don’t know what time it is. Should I get up and go to work? Who cares? I’ve had enough trouble with this nightmare. I need to sleep for a while to calm myself.”
Anyway, he is in a dream, so Wang Peng didn’t bother to care so much, so he just lay on the floor and dozed off.
“The system prompts, whether to build a basic power plant? Need 2000 Credits.”
The voice sounded again, and Wang Peng shouted impatiently: “Construction, Construction can be done! Anyway, I don’t have any money.”
The voice finally ceased to sound,
Slowly, the tired Wang Peng fell asleep…
“AHHHHH!”
Suddenly, a terrified scream rang out, and Wang Peng was startled by the sharp and tragic scream.
Getting up from the floor suddenly, the confused Wang Peng quickly reacted after being stunned for two seconds.
He sprinted to the window and opened the curtains.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but the shocking scene was still on the street.
On a nearby street not far from the building where Wang Peng is located, a panicked girl is running wildly.
“Help me! Anyone please! Help!”
Loud calls for help were of no use. Not far away, several staggering zombies were surrounding her.
The flustered girl slipped as she stepped on a pool of blood and fell to the ground hard. The closest zombie immediately jumped into her.
“AAAAH!”
The girl’s screams made Wang Peng pull down the curtains, and his heart seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss.
This is not a dream.
Even if Wang Peng is an idiot, he will not continue to choose to deceive himself.
I took out my mobile phone and checked it again. Just like before, there was no signal on the mobile phone, and I couldn’t log in to the Internet, and the TV just followed the personalized programs over and over again.
Wang Peng originally thought that in this situation, he should be panicked and helpless, but when he fell asleep, he calmed down unexpectedly, and his previously blank mind could now think.
After looking for any means of communication, Wang Peng immediately rushed to the refrigerator in the next room.
The moment he opened the refrigerator, his heart suddenly froze.
In addition to a few cans of beer in the refrigerator, there were only two packs of potato chips and a watermelon, which was already half-eaten.
“I’m doomed!”
Wang Peng, who has read countless apocalyptic novels, is well aware of the importance of food in this situation.
He couldn’t help but regret. His sister had said often to let him learn to cook, but he kept putting it off because he was lazy. It’s hopeless, there is no food such as rice and noodles. What can two packs of potato chips even do?
Wang Peng knew very well that he was not the protagonist of those apocalypse novels, nor was he a retired soldier or a martial arts master, and because he did not exercise all year round, his physical fitness was not comparable to that of ordinary people.
In the current situation, the most suitable thing for him is to hide at home and wait for rescue. As for how long this rescue will take, Wang Peng has no idea. The longer he can survive, the better.
“I wonder how my sister is doing right now.”
With a wry smile, Wang Peng couldn’t help but worry.
Wang Peng’s parents died in a car accident when he was 15 years old, leaving only a wealthy inheritance and his sister, who was four years younger than him. It can be said that they were dependent on each other. His younger sister, who was admitted to a key university a year ago, left him to study.
Right now, my sister’s university is currently far away from here, and the phone can’t get through, so there is no way to get in touch with her.
“Thinking about it, she’s always been cleaver since she was a child. She should be able to hide if something unusual happens.”
Wang Peng showed a slight smile, but it was replaced by a wry smile, “The question is what to do now!”
The problem with the water supply is not bad. Even if the water is cut off, the water in the water heater at home will be enough for him to last for a long time. The problem is the food.
Just two packs of potato chips and half a small watermelon won’t last long. If there is no rescue, he will starve to death here!
Go out? Don’t joke around.
Looking at the whole house, there is not even a single weapon in hand, and where do you go after you go out?
He and his younger sister spent almost all of their parents’ inheritance in college. He has no means of transportation. He usually takes the bus going to and coming from work. If he has to walk, how far can he go?
Although his heart was cold, Wang Peng did not hesitate in his actions.
He quickly charged his mobile phone and power bank and found all the bottles in the house to start collecting water.
He had no idea what would happen next, and he could not predict how long this situation would last.
The situation is already very bad and cannot be made worse by his own negligence.
In case there is a power outage at home after a few days, a mobile phone with sufficient power and sufficient water will be the key to his survival!
After doing all this, Wang Peng came to the window and gently lifted a corner of the curtain.
Looking at the unrecognizable “wreckage” lying on the street, his heart shuddered, and his stomach was churning.
On weekdays, reading novels and watching Zombie apocalypse movies is extremely enjoyable, but it’s terrible that this kind of thing will happen in reality one day.
“Hopefully, the army can take control of the situation as soon as possible and start rescuing the survivors.”
“Construction completed”
Suddenly, a voice rang in his ear, making his hair stand up in fright.
Wang Peng looked around in confusion, and there was no one else in the empty room beside him.
But at the same time, a mechanical voice sounded in his ears, and it was undoubtedly next to him!
This is?
Wang Peng was stunned.
When he came together this morning, he had been in a drowsy state and could vaguely hear a voice. Although it was far from being as clear as it is now, there was no doubt that it was the same voice.
Could it be that this voice is inside his brain?
“The construction of the power plant was successful, the power of the base vehicle was restored, and the pilot view was opened.”
The sound continued to be heard in Wang Peng’s ears. No, Wang Peng, who covered his ears with his hands, could still hear the sound, and the sound should have been ringing directly in his brain.
And when the last sentence was finished, Wang Peng’s eyes flashed, and a three-dimensional virtual image like those from futuristic sci-fi movies appeared in front of him.
Wang Peng couldn’t help opening his mouth wide, staring blankly at the strange thing that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Base Vehicle: Level 1.
Built: Power Plant x1
Buildable: Power Plant, Barracks.
Currently available Credits: 3100.
“???”
“What the hell is this?”
The terrifying “Zombie Apocalypse” happened in the real world, and before he had time to digest it, something like this future technology come out again? This inexplicable thing in front of him made Wang Peng very confused.
It seemed that it knew what Wang Peng was thinking, and the voice sounded again.
“It’s the Red Alert System.”
