Survival in the Mist: Beginning Evolution Pingtouge

Chapter 6 The Mutation Process of Zombies
I don’t know if the fog in this world only affects humans. Brother Flathead didn’t take any detours and soon saw the outline of the wooden house.

"Okay, Pingtou brother, you have an automatic navigation system, so you can find your home accurately in such a thick fog, and I will eat roast chicken for you at night."

Zuo Bing did not hesitate to say a stingy Quark.

Brother Flathead didn't seem to hear him, and didn't respond. He kept walking straight.

Seeing that her words sounded like farts, Zuo Bing simply ignored her.

Catching up is not a business.

As the wooden house became clearer and clearer, Zuo Bing's eyes became more serious, and his face gradually turned cold.

Why does it feel wrong?Should you close the door before leaving?Why is the door open?
Did something get inside?
"Stop! Get down." Zuo Bing said in a deep voice, turned over and jumped to the ground, hiding behind Brother Pingtou.

He poked his head and stared at the wooden house.

They were now eight or nine meters away from the wooden house, but the light was too dark to see if there was anything in the house.

But he remembered that when he left, he closed the door on purpose because he was afraid that something would get in when he left.

Now the door is half open, and there is no strong wind here, so it is impossible to open it by yourself.

"Brother Pingtou, can you see what is alive in the room?" Zuo Bing asked in a low voice.

"Huh! Why did I tell you?" Brother Flathead lay on his face angrily, not wanting to answer at all.

This sentence immediately angered Zuo Bing.

In a safe situation, you can be angry or unconvinced, even if you are joking.But if you play your temper regardless of the situation, how can it still spoil you?
So he said in a cold voice, "I'll say it for the last time. If I ask you a question, you should answer it well. Don't think that you were raised by Lao Tzu with blood so you can't bear to tease you. If you still refuse to accept it, I will let you know your rights as a master." .”

The unconvinced Loli Pingtou couldn't help but tremble when he heard it.

She could feel Zuo Bing's anger. Different from the previous jokes, there was obviously a trace of murderous intent.

And as a pet, even if she was beaten to death by Zuo Bing, she would not be able to resist at all.

"Is there anything in the house?" Zuo Bing asked again, frowning.

This time, Brother Pingtou immediately replied honestly: "There seems to be someone lying on the bed in the room."

"Human? Did you read that correctly? Not a zombie?"

Brother Flathead nodded obediently: "That's right, it's a human being. I can feel the breath of living creatures."

When Zuo Bing heard this, his eyes narrowed.

A person is lying on his own bed. Either he cannot find a home, or he has escaped with serious injuries.

But no matter which one it is, it is not a good situation.

This is a doomsday world, where supplies are scarce, and there is no legal restraint for people, what will happen if they don't keep them together?
People's hearts are separated by belly, and it is by no means impossible to kill and steal.

For a moment, he hesitated whether to go or not.

"The man is up."

Brother Pingtou spoke suddenly, and Zuo Bing raised his head hastily.

A moment later, a 1.8-meter-long man with a muscular cropped head limped out of the room, carrying a half-meter-long steel knife.

"injured?"

Seeing clearly the wounds on the man's legs, Zuo Bing had murderous intentions.

There are many roles in the movie. As long as you are wounded by zombies, whether it is scratched or bitten, you will not be far from mutation.

"Brother, since you are already injured, let's help you out."

"Brother Flathead, follow my orders. I'll let you charge in a moment, and you can just use your skills."

Brother Pingtou became more honest after being intimidated, he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately made preparations.

"Prepare……"

Just as Zuo Bing said two words, suddenly, the man threw down the hatchet like crazy, and ran wildly around the wooden house.

With the free hands, he grabbed his face desperately, and scratched his face to pieces in a few strokes, his face was covered with blood, and there was a strange scream from his mouth.

"Holy shit! Is this person crazy?" Zuo Bing's heart tightened and his brows furrowed.

Not surprisingly, he must have been infected by a virus.

In such a situation, he must not be lenient and must be killed.

The man was crazy for a while, then suddenly stopped, yelled at a big tree, and then bumped into it.

"boom!"

The man's brain exploded and he fell to the ground with a gasp.

"Is this dead?"

"wrong!"

Zuo Bing hesitated for a moment, but was not in a hurry to go out.

The infected person is dead, but has not yet mutated.

hold on.

Sure enough, ten seconds later, the half-broken man stood up abruptly, his body began to fester, his head drooped, and he dangled nearby.

"Made, it really mutated, but fortunately it didn't pass."

I couldn't help but glance at the flat-headed brother again, secretly feeling happy.

Fortunately, he was not caught up by this guy before, otherwise he would have ended up like this.

"Never be impulsive in the future."

With a mutter, Zuo Bing looked at the man who turned into a zombie again.

Confirming that it was correct, Zuo Bing decisively ordered Brother Pingtou to rush over.

That person is dead and turned into a zombie, so he must be killed.

Brother Flathead took two steps forward and turned into a shadow in an instant, and the zombie was knocked out the next second.

Zuo Bing didn't see clearly how the man who had turned into a zombie was knocked into the air, only the half-meter-long steel knife at the door of the house was left.

This time, Zuo Bing was not excited by Brother Pingtou's strength, but rather depressed.

Seeing a living person being infected with his own eyes made people feel terrified.

No one knows whether he will end up like this. Even if Zuo Bing has Brother Flathead, there is no guarantee that he will be safe for the rest of his life.

Returning to the door of the wooden house, Zuo Bing carefully looked inside the house and saw that the ground and bed were covered in blood, all left by that man.

"Grandma, I can't live here, I have to make a shelter as soon as possible."

Since that man has been infected, he must also have the virus in his blood. If he is infected, I wonder if he will also be infected.

Helpless, Zuo Bing had no choice but to give up the wooden house, he didn't want to become a zombie.

Without his residence, Zuo Bing became a little anxious.

Now I have nothing but two pheasants, a contaminated bow and a few arrows.

Together with the blood-stained steel knife on the ground, this is all he has now.

The bows and arrows and steel knives cannot be used until they are cleaned because they are contaminated with virus blood.

For a moment, Zuo Bing was worried about what to do.

After struggling for a long time, I finally gritted my teeth and decided to find uncontaminated materials first.

Anyway, I have brother Pingtou by my side, so it's safe for the time being.

I found a few soft branches nearby, carefully tied the steel knife and bow and arrow together and carried them, then I got on the unhappy-looking flat-head brother and left in a random direction.

The fog covered the whole world, and the visibility was only within ten meters, and it was damp. This could be said to be a great restriction on human beings.

Especially looking for materials, not only will there be dangers, but many times you will even pass by the materials.

Under such circumstances, Zuo Bing couldn't feel better, and didn't pay much attention to Brother Pingtou.

The flat-headed brother was so angry that he couldn't even pay attention to Zuo Bing. He and the other brother walked quietly through the misty forest.

Until Zuo Bing found a coffin.

(End of this chapter)