Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

From the reflection of the glass door of a roadside shop, Song Xun saw his own appearance clearly for the first time.

A pale and bloodless face with a stiff expression, and pure black pupils that are a circle larger than those of ordinary people. Staring at a person for a long time can easily make the other person feel fear.

Moving his eyes downward, under the weathered and torn clothes, on the pale skin below the collarbone, there was a string of numbers that looked like they were engraved by laser.

Song Xun's consciousness seemed to be imprisoned, his mind was empty and numb, and it took him several seconds to transmit the number into his brain.

- 013.

I don’t know what it means, and I don’t understand what the significance is.

He turned around and looked at the street where a few people were wandering.

The billboards had not been repaired for a long time, they were rusted and falling off, there were abandoned cars parked on the roadside, and dried blood stains could be seen everywhere.

And they fail to learn to turn and crash straight into their own kind.

Song Xun's stiff face couldn't show much expression, but a slight flash of disgust flashed in his eyes. He avoided this fellow whose half face was torn off, exposing his sharp teeth.

Compared to this smelly and unsightly 'person', Song Xun felt that he was at least a decent zombie that was acceptable to look at.

As if sensing Song Xun's malicious criticism of him, the zombie that had just passed by came back and began to circle around Song Xun.

The bloody face kept flashing in front of him, and Song Xun felt unhappy.

He twisted his neck, walked to the middle of the road, and with clumsy movements picked up the clothes soaked in dark liquid on the ground to cover the damaged face of the zombie following behind him.

Much more comfortable.

Song Xun, who was admiring his masterpiece, heard the sound of a car engine not far away.

The sound was getting closer and closer.

Realizing that he shouldn't be standing in the middle of the road, Song Xun walked to the side of the road.

He thought of something, took two steps, turned back, pulled up the zombie that was spinning in the middle with clothes on its head, and returned to the sidewalk together.

Soon, two pickup trucks came speeding towards this side, one in front and one behind, and the trash can lying on the road was knocked away.

Behind the car was a swarm of zombies, chasing after it relentlessly.

The gorgeous flames continued to cast into the chasing zombies, and zombies fell down wherever they went, but it still seemed to be of no avail.

There are too many zombies.

After Song Xun became a zombie, his hearing improved greatly. He could still detect voices even from a car window two hundred meters away.

"No, my powers are exhausted."

"I can't do it either."

"If we don't get out of here, the car will run out of gas."

Amid the panicked discussion, an exceptionally calm and low voice sounded.

"There's a fork in the road a hundred meters ahead, turn left."

The car in front, which received the command through the walkie-talkie, turned decisively, but the car behind continued to move forward in the direction where Song Xun was.

The sudden sound of the horn attracted most of the zombies.

Song Xun heard the hoarse and grief-stricken cries coming from the car that turned left.

"Thank you, Captain——"

But this shout was drowned out by a sharper blast of the horn.

The zombie next to Song Xun broke free from his hand and ran out.

As if he was suddenly activated, he rushed frantically towards the pickup truck in front of him. The clothes on his head that blocked his vision did not affect his movements.

The scattered zombies from all directions rushed towards the pickup truck like clockwork.

Only Song Xun, who was standing quietly on the street in a daze, seemed out of place.

996 said, "Follow him."

Song Xun then realized that the person inside the pickup truck might be his target.

He joined the intense pursuit.

Zombies never feel tired and are attracted by the fresh breath of humans, chasing them non-stop.

There are too many abandoned vehicles parked randomly on the road. No matter how good the pickup truck driver's driving skills are, he will inevitably waste time.

The zombies behind almost pounced over.

Song Xun saw a hand stretched out from the car window, as slender as jade. Even though the hand was holding a pistol, it did not affect its pleasing appearance at all.

The pair of hands that Songxun thought were beautiful pulled the trigger quickly and decisively.

Deafening gunshots rang out.

The zombie who had already hung his hands on the car door fell to the ground, and several zombies approaching behind suffered the same fate.

There was another gunshot.

This time, it was the zombie next to Song Xun that fell to the ground.

He stopped and stared at the ground, where a zombie had a bloody hole on its forehead.

Instinctively sense danger.

Song Xun, who was affected by the zombie virus and had a slow mind, was easy to understand. 996 patiently persuaded him: "Do you want to complete the task? Do you want to get points?"

--think.

Song Xun was like a fish that had been caught. With the remaining faith deep in his memory, he rekindled his determination to complete the task.

He started running again, and knew to avoid the congestion and flank the car from the side of the road.

As he got closer to the pickup truck, a zombie with long and thin limbs got ahead of him.

It was a mutant zombie with amazing jumping ability. It jumped directly onto the car and climbed towards the driver's seat. It smashed the glass with a punch and stuck its head inside.

If his expression allowed, Song Xun's eyes would now be wide open nervously.

His mission target was achieved by someone else.

But soon, his worries became unnecessary.

The zombie that leaned in through the car window had its head and body separated when it fell off the car. The scene was somewhat bloody.

Following closely, on the second floor by the road, a zombie that could climb walls as if they were walking on the ground, like a sharp monkey, saw the right moment to let go and fell into the pickup truck through the car window.

The pickup truck lost control in an instant, hit a telephone pole and overturned.

Song Xun's heart, which had stopped beating long ago, seemed to beat violently again.

He stared at the pickup truck that had rolled over and was motionless, wondering whether the target of the mission was in danger.

The next second, the car door was kicked open by a long leg.

The man in black combat uniform jumped out, rolled over to avoid the attack of the nearest zombie, and did not rush to get up. Instead, he lay on the ground with his back, pointing his gun at the zombie jumping out of the car.

Keep your eyes calm and hit the target.

He did not linger in the fight, but stood up and quickly ran forward. His superior body was like that of a nimble cheetah, and he avoided all dangers with agility.

But sometimes the unknown plot direction cannot be violated.

After dodging the speed-type mutant zombies that jumped out from the darkness, the man was hit on the head by a vase that fell from the balcony on the third floor and fainted unwillingly.

Yes, it's just a vase.

It's already a stroke of luck that three mutant zombies appear in the same place at the same time.

His abilities were so strong that he could, as an ordinary human, defeat three mutant zombies that even those with special powers feared. However, he was unable to defend against a vase that fell unexpectedly.

Song Xun, who was already ahead, successfully took advantage of the opportunity, carried a man who was a size bigger than himself and ran away.

The zombie community is in the habit of sharing food on the spot, and this is the first time I have encountered the bad behavior of eating alone.

The zombies that had stopped suddenly reacted and began to chase after Song Xun.

It was not until Song Xun carried his target that he realized his strength had increased and it was effortless.

Thanks to the setting that zombies are not affected by fatigue, after circling several times, he successfully got rid of the group of zombies behind him and hid himself and the man in a pharmacy.

Although he didn't feel tired, Song Xun still sat down to rest out of habit after putting the man down.

The man who was thrown casually on the ground was lying on his back. When he turned around, Song Xun saw his appearance clearly.

He has an upright posture, deep eyebrows, pale lips, and a cold and distant aura. Even with his eyes closed, he looks untouchable.

He's so good looking.

Song Xun couldn't help but move closer, with his nose close to the man's neck.

That was where the smell was the strongest, with fresh, lively, warm flesh and blood.

The pointed fangs began to itch uncontrollably.

It smells so good...

Song Xun realized what he was thinking and stepped back in a hurry. He still retained his human cognition and could not eat his own kind no matter what.

But it smelled really good, more powerful and overbearing than any other delicious food he had ever smelled.

996 said at this time: "You can bite."

Song Xun tilted his head slowly and stiffly, suspecting that he had heard it wrongly.

There was a look of shock and confusion in his eyes.

Mission objective? Can I bite?