doomsday disposal game

Chapter 41 Biohazard ([-])

"However, among the people who ate canned seafood in the same group, a considerable number of camp members, accounting for about three-quarters of the total, did not mutate, and their behavior and performance remained normal."

Her gender is unknown, she calls herself a sweet anchor, and she claims to live in a tower in the port area, which is known as a small kingdom.

In this way, there are enough observations, so it is not surprising, and the statement has a certain degree of credibility.

Lin Xiu looked up at the ceiling, thoughtful.

He was curious, why do most people not mutate? Is it related to immunity?
Or maybe it's related to mysterious and mysterious genes.

And the female voice was still clear and coherent——

"I have conducted screening and found that the cans consumed by mutants all come from a mysterious area called Radial Island. It is recommended that when collecting supplies, any products from this area should be excluded first."

"However, seafood pollution in local areas should not be qualified to cause a global catastrophe. There may be other reasons."

"The truth awaits further exploration..."

"Before that, please don't come into contact with a lot of rainwater easily, because some fools in our camp disliked that the safe water ration was too small, and privately collected rainwater at [-] o'clock in the evening, wiped the body, and took care of personal hygiene. Currently, symptoms of high fever have been discovered , is under quarantine and observation.”

"However, this is not a typical symptom before zombification, and the possibility of positive mutation cannot be ruled out, similar to a naturally occurring attenuated vaccine."

Players are not scientific researchers and lack various necessary instruments and professional knowledge, so they can only take the most basic and primitive path-observation and statistics.

It's no use rushing.

"End of briefing"

"Finally, I wish you sweet dreams."

"If you are still alive at this time tomorrow, please continue to lock this channel. The sweet anchor will still be online on time."

Lin Xiu flicked the cigarette ashes: "..."

The room fell silent again.

Putting out the cigarette butt, he silently walked towards the balcony and stopped next to the tight glass door.

Khan more troops?
Condescendingly, in the hazy rain curtain, the tide of corpses, only slightly sparser than the ant colony, squeezed into the darkness, as if embracing the rain.

What the hell if this is evolution...

Then, everyone, stop it!

Even if it is only to a very slight extent, if they become more sensitive to smell, or regain functions such as vision or heat sensing, the situation will be greatly worsened.

Because the base is here.

The ants are eating the elephant to death!
Unless the elephant has unlimited physical strength and occupies a favorable terrain like a pool, allowing it to keep flopping.

If converted to players, they would have to provide the unlimited bullet version of the Kexue weapon and a base that could never be breached...

"If there is no return option after ten days, then transfer as soon as possible, whether it is by a warship docked in the port, a commercial ship, or a helicopter."

"But...who has this kind of skill?"

Late night EMO.

Doomsday disposal game.

No, a doomsday survival game.

Disposal: Distinguish matters so that everyone can find their place; punishment.

Example: Properly handled various complex situations.

The worst-case scenario is that these players want to bring the world back to normal...

Then you have to plan for a long-term battle to conquer the world-class dungeon.

It wasn't until the short-haired female police officer Jun Komori, who was tall and looked like a model, came to change his shift that he suppressed his long-lost melancholy and stopped thinking too deeply and disturbing himself.

"Don't open windows. Contact with rainwater may lead to contamination."

"what?"

Before entering the second bedroom, Lin Xiu gave serious instructions.

Hearing this, Jun Komori, who was wearing hot pants, a T-shirt and home clothes, was stunned for a moment, nodded heavily, and immediately walked towards the cabinet where the firearms were stored.

Soon.

The door closed.

The corner of the quilt moved, and Ling Xinran's head came out. She leaned her head on someone's chest, and the breath on the tip of her nose was a little itchy.

There are new members on night duty, which can be comfortable in certain situations. You can do more things that are good for your body and mind and relieve excessive stress.

Lin Xiu moved his arm to her back, slowly closed it, and the two hugged tightly...

After letting go, long-legged girls who practice yoga can always bring many surprises.

……

……

All night.

When I woke up, I stared blankly at the misty sky outside the window. The rain was pattering on the window. I stood up and looked down, seeing a vast expanse of white.

A super typhoon arrives.

It came without warning.

Thousands of tons of water fell to the ground, like a reservoir opening and pouring down.

"If we were at the original product store, I would have had to kayak to survive." Ling Xinran murmured, and then said optimistically, "It's different now. Fortunately, I took precautions and moved to a highland with a wider view. It is as calm as a mountain despite the weather. "

"Ah."

Lin Xiu, who was full of energy, responded and guessed:
"The group of zombies below were probably swept away by the typhoon. It would be better if there was another big earthquake."

Based on the current earthquake resistance level of the building, as long as it is not something that happens once in a century, the problem will not be big. But the zombies who can't avoid disasters will not be so uncomfortable. They will be killed by street lights and buried in rubble... The fewer the number, the better. good.

the other side.

Yu Komori, a sickly loli who slept in the master bedroom, had just caught a cold and started to exercise. She was skipping rope on the yoga mat at a low frequency, sweating constantly.

Under the premise of not exhausting your physical strength, planned exercise can be regarded as a kind of self-improvement.

Like practicing firearms, waiting for the typhoon to pass before looking for opportunities... She thought silently.

living room.

Due to her size, Komori Jun didn't need to stand on tiptoes. She came to the glass door and raised her telescope to observe - except for zombies, there was no scenery outside for her to enjoy.

Urban waterlogging.

This is inevitable, especially without the grassroots maintenance staff. However, the urban construction work in the area where this building is located has always been good. When the heavy rain gradually dissipates, it will not take long to get better.

In the footage, very few zombies could remain standing. Many were knocked down by the wind and rain, and the mutated beasts even showed signs of leaving.

Unfortunately, more specific details could not be seen because the raindrops were too dense. It took me a while to discover this.

click-

There was the sound of the door opening.

Turning around and looking around, Komori Jun saw that Ling Xinran, who was wearing cool clothes and only covering her key parts, walked out quietly with some marks on her body.

Eye to eye.

The latter's face turned slightly red and he asked softly:
"Do you want to take a bath? With our current water storage capacity, as long as you don't take a bath, simply scrub, or take a quick shower, there will be no problem."

"..." Jun Komori.

At this moment, as an adult, she seemed to know what happened in the middle of last night, but it didn't matter. After all, the senior and this young lady lived in the same room, and the reason had already been explained.

"Ok."

The policewoman nodded, pretending to be calm and looked away, looking outside the building again, and gave up the idea of ​​asking what to eat for lunch. After all, this would make Ling Xinran even more shy.

Besides, I really envy my senior for having such a virtuous and capable girlfriend.

Of course, a man as reliable as his predecessor, with explosive strength, is also a scarce resource in the apocalypse...

For a moment, Jun Komori didn't know who to envy.

Lin Xiu, who was staying in the room, fixed his gaze on the radio on the bedside table as a reserve.

What happened to the person with high fever who got caught in the rain?

There should be no problem.

Otherwise, the player named Wanzi will most likely ignore the agreement and make an emergency call in advance. After all, the other player is... a good person?
At least be willing to proactively share information.

About twelve o'clock.

After a brief shower and cleaning work, the four people reunited at the table in the restaurant.

Hot cans, mixed vegetable soup, plus a wide variety of snacks, and related supplies neatly stacked in each room can last for a quarter, not to mention two months.

Eating a beef sandwich, Lin Xiu looked at Yu Komori, the lolita who was working silently, and suggested:

"Want to play games later?"

Moderate entertainment, good for the brain.

Besides, nothing could be done in the typhoon weather. In addition, the two of them discovered a very interesting zombie-themed game yesterday. They always felt that they could not complete the game, which made them feel a little uncomfortable.

"Good~"

Instantly, the girl beamed with joy.

Although the end is approaching, she has found a sense of security with familiar relatives around her. Of course she is willing to play games, abandon her worries, and pretend that nothing unexpected has happened.

——Playing games side by side with a girl——Enjoying a sumptuous dinner——Watching a movie——Lightly training telekinesis——Waiting for settlement——

that's all.

It is the most ideal post-apocalyptic life in extreme weather. It may seem like you are not doing your job properly, but as a player who needs to please yourself, happiness is the most important thing.

"I wish I had a cigarette."

"...I've convinced you..."

"LJ, you cunning bastard."

late at night.

All sounds are silent.

The only sound came from the television.

Resident Evil [-]: Extinction.

Light the dynamite first and then the cigarette, Carlos is a real man, the most handsome and famous scene in Resident Evil appears before your eyes.

The footage shows a man smiling and smoking while he collapses in the cab of a tanker truck, holding a ignited explosive in his arms, surrounded by hungry zombies.

In front of the screen, Lin Xiu, who was waiting calmly for the settlement of the ninth branch line, was embedded in the sofa, holding a bucket of popcorn in his hand, a can of cherry-flavored Coke on the coffee table, and...

Two iron balls the size of walnuts.

The exclusive name might be fitness handball?
Anyway, it is a gadget that the elderly like to play in the palm of their hands to exercise their finger flexibility.

Found it in the study room of a house next door.

Now, it has become a tool for Lin Xiu to quietly exercise his telekinesis, a bit like lifting a dumbbell. Under his control, it rises and falls at a slow speed simultaneously to strengthen his adaptation.

Outside the glass door, even though it had been raining heavily all day, the sky was still so gloomy and dark, blocking the starlight of the summer night.

There is a lack of sunlight and the street lights are off.

However, the amount of precipitation was less visible to the naked eye. During the last observation, Lin Xiu noticed that the heavy rain had not washed away the streets. Broken debris, discarded beverage bottles, and various domestic garbage were scattered everywhere.

But the gathering zombies have already left.

He must have been full because if he kept getting wet like this, he might be so tender that he could squeeze out the water.

It is estimated that the rain will stop tomorrow, and the sun may shine again the day after tomorrow - in the afternoon at that time, the initial main task will be settled.

Where it goes will be revealed.

　There are some more updates today. Thank you for your support. I have to go check out old books. I took leave yesterday and didn’t update...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)