Like ordinary villages, houses and shops are usually integrated. The first floor is the shop and the houses are on the upper floor, and they are almost all run by themselves (don’t ask why. It is basically difficult for outsiders to operate small places in such small places, and they will be "picked up" like melons in the field).

The more I walked, the more I was getting worse, and almost everything was closed, and there were no living people or zombies.

After walking two streets, I saw that the only place was open and the door was relatively messy.

Go closer and see if it’s a pharmacy, what’s the way it’s been plundered?

Based on habits, even if he has little to do with him for the time being, Zhang Zimin will enter the pharmacy to see the details.

He raised his head again and his eyes stopped on the ceiling.

A big hole, not bombed or the kind of hole that appeared due to decoration?

What attracted Zhang Zimin's attention was that this must have been done by the Dark Night Hunter, but unlike other places, there is no large amount of blood and no large number of headless corpses here?

The chaotic traces of medicine cannot be caused by the visit of LV3, but it just seems like it was being rummaged through boxes and cabinets?

After seeing many things that were different from imagination, Zhang Zimin's expression changed slightly.

There are only two explanations:

This monster has a high IQ or even a little human consciousness. It seems to be deliberately protecting it?

2. This place has encountered assaults by the Dark Night Hunter, but there are survivors, and this survivor cleaned up the place where the monsters attacked afterwards.

In short, Zhang Zimin felt very bad because these were so abnormal!

I have observed before that whenever the place where the monsters attacked is too bloody and terrifying, and the nerves are so stubborn, I don’t want to take a look at it.

"What kind of survivors will clean up the places where the monsters attacked instead of escaping?"

Zhang Zimin looked up at the big hole on the floor and was in a daze. Anyway, normal people would not be able to do this.

This place seems wrong everywhere, and there are almost no zombies in the entire town, as if it is deliberately silenced.

If you want to ask Xiaobao, it will definitely say that it should leave quickly.

But Zhang Zimin was as stubborn as ever, trying to figure out something so that he could make progress in his survival.

The so-called progress means to understand some unknown variables and dangers so that living survivors and their own postal base can rely on their "predecessors" experience to avoid future risks.

The more I think so, the more nervous I feel.

It seemed like the wind that came was a little abnormal, and even Zhang Zimin began to turn around and look behind him suspiciously.

But the more nervous you are, it is strange, the more you want to stay?

So Zhang Zimin squatted down in the pharmacy, took off his backpack and opened it. He ate half a piece of compressed biscuit, and then smashed the other half to the ground with one punch, which was considered a puppy's dog food.

There are almost no dogs in the world who are not greedy, they are much more greedy than pigs.

Xiaobao looked decisive and unconventional, not afraid of this place anymore, and he flashed in and licked it cleanly. He looked up at Zhang Zimin chewing slowly.

"You mean you can help if you can't eat it, right?" Zhang Zimin said as he ate.

It hummed for a moment, sat on the ground and stared at it with its eyes wide open.

"However, I won't be overflowing with love. I'll give you as much as I can, and my moji is useless."

Zhang Zimin said while eating, "In addition, when I encounter strong people, I will be strong. Whenever I encounter this kind of nervousness and I don't want to calm down, I feel that some element in my body that is different from adrenaline is emitting, making me feel full of strength."

"And according to the rules, every time I feel this way, my agility, explosive power, flexibility, etc. are permanently improving. For example, my human drift, my varied diving, and my 8.3-second 100-meter ability have evolved in this way."

Zhang Zimin said: "You know these, right?"

It continued to hum and couldn't answer.

Zhang Zimin continued to talk to himself: "Maybe this is my way of evolution, my talent: to move the world with heroes."

Originally, I was joking with Xiaobao because of loneliness to strengthen my courage.

But in fact, Zhang Zimin himself was stunned after saying it. Looking back, all these seem to be true?

Every time the physical energy evolution and improvement occurs, it is in the extreme state of going to the Tiger Mountain. It doesn’t get much each time, but it is always there. The most awesome thing is that during the Battle of Baita Village, Zhang Zimin, who never practices yoga, can bend his body to almost arbitrary like a snake.

Although it turned out to be a bit awkward, it was tied together like two ropes with the cobra.

But it always played a role.

I don’t know when the ultimate ability will be awakened, but at present, the path of evolution is right. The invincible mental journey of a benevolent person seems to be closely related to these.

"Well, I admit, I'm just trying to find an excuse to stay. I'm pretty sure it's too abnormal here, there's a mental hospital about six kilometers away."

While saying that Zhang Zimin raised his hand to look at his watch, "Xiaobao, let's go. If you go now, you may be able to return to the highway before sunset."

After saying that, he left the pharmacy.

What I didn't tell Xiaobao was that there was strands of hair in a certain location in the pharmacy, which was short and about two inches long. Subconsciously, Zhang Zimin thought it was the hair left by the cobra.

Because the color of that strand of hair is the same as the color of the cobra's hair, the length is also consistent.

"If that human-shaped weapon has come..."

Zhang Zimin couldn't continue thinking about it, and was a little curious and worried about it.

The bizarreness of Changbanqiao Town should have nothing to do with Cobra. He walked alone. In such a short time, even if he was here, there would not be enough time to make this place like this.

"It's hard to say that I'm overly nervous and putting all the problems on the cobra's head? Maybe it's really related to the mental hospital. Xiaobao, we need to speed up."

Since then, he has made great strides and gradually moved away from Changbanqiao Town in the direction of the mental hospital.

After a man and a dog were away, in the dark corner of a residential house in Changbanqiao Town, a pair of red eyes were staring at Zhang Zimin through a screen connected to the camera...

It's good to be in the wilderness, without the huge obstacles and zombies in the ruins.

In addition, there are many plants, and there is almost no strange smell in the air. Compared with the cities after the disaster, the air is considered fresh.

Not long after, he passed by a pond. Xiaobao ran over to the pond and shouted twice at the water.

It took a long time since I took a shower and washed my hair, and Zhang Zimin couldn't help but feel a little sulky: I want to sort it out.

Then he followed the pond.

But when you look, the pond water seems to have been polluted and the smell is very strange.

It doesn't smell bad, but emotionally speaking, Zhang Zimin subconsciously would rather wash his hair with urine than use this water. That's what it feels like.

"Oh~"

There was an invisible danger. There was a zombie like a water ghost who did not respond because of the barking of the dog. However, after Zhang Zimin walked to the edge of the water, he stretched out his head out of the turbid water and screamed.

"Get out quickly."

Zhang Zimin drove the water corpse away with a palm on the back of the head, and then used his hand wearing titanium alloy gloves to enter the water to test it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The ripples on the water surface were getting bigger and bigger, and more and more zombies emerged in this not-deep pond, heading towards Zhang Zimin's hand.

Even though Xiaobao was not afraid of zombies, he pushed it away nervously because of the bizarreness and left the edge of the pond.

Zhang Zimin continued to squat beside Tan with a strange look until they were approaching. Only then did Zhang Zimin get up calmly and retreat five meters away.

Then they stopped chasing and continued to dive and sank down the water.

At this point, Zhang Zimin had a blue face and a slightly chilling back.

According to previous observations, zombies have no evidence of liking water except for retaining some of their living characteristics.

And as long as there is no corpse leader, zombies have another characteristic: try to stay in the last place they live!

For example, the zombie in the community usually likes to wander near its Audi car. The old zombie likes to be ink near the chess table. The big-headed zombie moves at the inn station without any trouble.

These are real data collections.

"Xiaobao, I suspect they were sunk by people when they were alive. This explains that not only does there be no trace of living people in this place, there are almost no zombies..."

Zhang Zimin looked at the water and said indifferently.

It was simply shocking. I wonder how many unjust souls are in this pond?

This place is not as simple as Silent Hill.

"If I guess correctly, Cobra is a saint compared to it!"

While speaking, Zhang Zimin discovered that there was a hardcore by the pond in another direction. It seemed like there was a survivor using that thing to test the depth of the water?

"No one passing by is trying to take a shower here, right?"

Zhang Zimin walked over strangely, pulled out the pole, found some rags to wipe it clean, and then looked carefully: there were serious corrosion marks between the stainless steel poles.

"Is zombie fluid weak and irreversible corrosive?"

Zhang Zimin murmured to himself and put down the pole.

"Xiaobao, let's go, there may be serious problems in the mental hospital."

It was so far away that he couldn't think about it. Zhang Zimin turned around like a phantom and accelerated his journey to the mental hospital.

The puppy continued to follow, maybe it was used to following Damin...

Damn the mentally ill back wall really collapsed.

Not only the back wall, the gate, and the exterior wall, the damage like "great force and miracle" can be seen almost as if you are seeing.
To be continued...