Doom Undead Summoner

Chapter 153 Evolution
I don't know how many hours, or minutes, the pain is over.

Ye Yan opened his eyes, blood mixed with tears and snot all over his face, his whole body shrank into a ball like a boiled shrimp, his body was still twitching subconsciously.

Ye Yan lay quietly, not doing anything, not thinking about anything, he hadn't woken up from the terrible pain yet.

The mineral water bottle in his hand was usurped into a ball by Ye Yan, and the mineral water kept spraying from the mouth of the bottle on his body and on the ground, and the clothes he just changed into were already covered with blood and water.

An abnormally cold feeling still appeared in Ye Yan's body, not the kind of cold that hits the bone, but the kind of cold that can freeze the bone marrow.

Throwing away the bottle, he clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, trembling all over, and let go of the jaws that hadn't been loosened just now, and the upper and lower teeth kept bumping.

Ye Yan was cold all over, and wanted to go to bed, but he didn't have any strength in his body. As the chill in his body became heavier, Ye Yan's vision began to blur, and his mind became more and more dizzy.

"It's over?" Ye Yan murmured.

The severe pain woke Ye Yan up, and the feeling of burning flames once again made Ye Yan twitch all over. I don’t know how many times this is. Every time Ye Yan was stunned by the bone-chilling cold, and was stricken all over his body. They were all awakened by the burning pain, the number of times and the time were unknown. If there was hell in the world, Ye Yan would already be suffering in hell.

The pain and coldness did not subside in the slightest as before, but Ye Yan's nerves had already started to numb, and as Ye Yan woke up again and again after passing out, his mind would not be as blank as at the beginning, and he didn't know anything. Don't want to know anything!

Still in pain, Ye Yan lay on the ground and looked at the ceiling, as if his body was no longer his own, and all the pain had nothing to do with him.

"Am I infected? Will it be so painful to become a zombie?" Ye Yan continued to think, the chill on his body became stronger, and his thinking began to slow down.

The next day, the phone's alarm rang again and again, and Ye Yan was awakened by the ringing in the bedroom.

Opening his eyes, his consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and he found himself lying wet in the living room. Ye Yan wanted to stand up, but he didn't have the slightest strength in his body. He pushed himself up on the ground with his hands, and sat up. I remembered.

"I turned into a zombie?" Ye Yan hurriedly looked at his fingers, his nails were neatly trimmed, and touched his teeth. "Flat!" Ye Yan called out. "I didn't become a zombie!!"

With a little strength in his body, Ye Yan struggled to stand up and walked to the bedroom. The figure in the full-length mirror looked very downcast, the hair that hadn't been washed for a long time was a little tangled, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were a little small, and he could clearly see dark brown. pupil.

Not turning into a zombie didn't make Ye Yan happy, and naturally he wasn't depressed either. After experiencing the pain of purgatory yesterday, his mood is calm now. Looking out the window, the rain has stopped!

A few days later, after more than a week of recuperation since being tortured to death a few days ago, my body has almost recovered, and I can start training slowly with strength.

Although I have experienced life and death tests like nightmares, my body has not changed much, my strength has not increased, nor have I become more flexible, and my myopia glasses have not been removed.

Thinking of the pig feet in Qidian’s novels, they either have spatial abilities, get a storage space for fun, or become Superman all over the world looking for top zombies to fight one-on-one. How come I don’t have such a good life?

"Hey!" I sighed a long breath, the same people have different fates! ! !

"Heh! Huh! Heh! Huh!" I panted, thrusting the iron spear forward again and again, and retracting it again and again.

Sweat kept coming out of his forehead, stinging slightly on the scar on his head.

Ye Yan kept firing his gun, squandering his physical energy as much as possible to increase his life-saving capital.

He put down the iron gun and rubbed his sore wrist, then picked up the mineral water on the coffee table and took a swig.

"Ha!" Feeling refreshed, although it is the end of the world, Ye Yan feels that compared to before, the current self is living a more fulfilling life than before.

After getting up every day, exercise physical fitness, eat breakfast, do [-] assassinations, eat lunch, take a nap, practice assassination again, have dinner, play stand-alone games, and sleep!

Physical fitness has risen in a straight line, and weight has dropped in a straight line.

"People! They were all forced out!!" Ye Yan sighed.

As usual, I came to the window and raised my binoculars to observe people. I have developed a habit. There is no scenery for Ye Yan to see except for the zombies. In the telescope, the zombies seem to have reached under Ye Yan's nose, and I can see every move clearly. clearly.

Although it has been raining heavily for more than ten days, the sky is still so gloomy and dark, with layers of dark gray clouds blocking the winter sun.

Only a few weak spots let in some light, illuminating the entire city.

"Has it started to evolve?"

Ye Yan held up the binoculars and muttered to himself, the heavy rain of the past few days did not wash the streets clean, broken bones, broken glass, and discarded beverage bottles were scattered everywhere.

The clothes corroded by the rain were torn to pieces by the zombies during their wandering, leaving only some rags hanging on the zombies.

The zombies on the street are still wandering around as before, their steps are a little more flexible, the nails on their claws grow longer, some zombies have become taller and stronger, they no longer stagger when walking, and they are no different from normal people walking. The naked, exposed skin was black and translucent, and many ordinary zombies standing in front of it were knocked to the ground, but it had no effect on it at all.

Other zombies are getting thinner, shorter, more agile, and their joints are more flexible. They can already climb over some small obstacles, and the nails on their claws grow longer, twice as long as ordinary zombies. more than enough.

Ye Yan felt a little chilly in his heart. Zombies have begun to evolve. Is there any hope for human beings?Ye Yan held up the binoculars, and slowly exerted force with his hands, the blood color on his fingers began to fade, and a blue color appeared.

Putting down the 10x binoculars, my mouth was full of bitterness, and I leaned on the window sill, only my mind was full of decadence.

Through these days of observation, there are about [-] zombies downstairs in Ye Yan, nine of them have evolved and mutated, three of the speed type, and six of the power type.

He doesn't know the mutation rate, the city X where Ye Yan is located has a population of 50.

There are countless people who have evolved into mutated zombies. The federal population is 30 billion, and there are even more mutated zombies!300 billion people in the world?Ye Yan shuddered. He didn't dare to count any more.

Leaning on the window sill, he stared blankly at the zombies downstairs. Looking at the zombies, he felt a sense of annoyance in his heart. Ye Yan suddenly wanted to go to the top of the building to see what the world was like.

Just do what you think, fasten the saber, hang up the binoculars, pick up the iron gun and go out, climb the stairs, the zombies in each room smelled Ye Yan's smell and scratched the door.

Ye Yan went up the stairs to the roof, looking at the vast world, the stagnation in his heart slowly disappeared, the world was still so dark, a few zombies were swaying on the roof of the building in the distance, only the Yangtze River was flowing quietly like yesterday with.

Ye Yan was engrossed in watching, "Boom, boom." The sound of heavy objects hitting Ye Yan's ears.

"It's from downstairs!" Ye Yan judged.

Put away the binoculars, pick up the iron gun and go downstairs. "Boom. Boom." The voice became clearer and louder.

(End of this chapter)