I am in the last days, I can connect to reality

Inside the Pearl Tower of the apocalypse, Qin Zhong continued to walk up the stairs, passing the suspended sightseeing corridor, conference hall, sightseeing floor, pipeline floor, elevator room, and finally arrived at the broadcasting room at the top of the tower.

Along the way, he killed many zombies and even encountered a giant zombie again. He and Wukong joined forces to kill the giant zombie and harvested another first-level crystal core.

Standing in the broadcast room, Qin Zhong looked down at the Magic City from a height of more than 400 meters. The city seemed to stretch to the end of the world, with countless high-rise buildings and countless checkerboard streets. These were once symbols of the glory of human civilization, but now they have become a paradise for zombies.

In the ruins of the city, the former hustle and bustle has been replaced by dead silence, the neon lights no longer flicker, and only the roars of zombies echo in the empty streets.

In the broadcasting room, those unknown broadcasting devices were still flashing red and green lights. I wonder if there was a generator here, so they kept running.

Looking at these playback devices, Qin Zhong suddenly had an idea. Unable to suppress it any longer, he grabbed the microphone and said, "I am Qin Zhong, an ordinary survivor... No matter who you are out there, if you are still alive, please remember this: never give up easily! Victory will definitely belong to mankind!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Zhong dropped the microphone and immediately mocked himself: "Qin Zhong, who do you think you are? Do you really think you are the savior? Hahahaha..."

"How do you know that humans will definitely win..."

A shrill voice suddenly rang out from the loudspeaker, startling Qin Zhong so much that he jumped up suddenly. His elbow hit the edge of the instrument table, causing him to grimace in pain.

The voice on the speaker continued, "...Humanity has already lost once, did you know that?"

Qin Zhong ignored the pain and grabbed the microphone: "You... who are you?"

The man snorted: "What do you care who I am? I just ask you, why do you think humans will definitely win?" The voice was clanging, like metal rubbing against each other, unpleasant and harsh.

Qin regained his composure and thought for a moment before saying, "Humans are the masters of the world. How could they not be able to defeat these mindless zombies?"

"childish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the man jokingly say, "Why do you think zombies have no intelligence? Everything exists according to its own inevitable laws. Zombies are also a kind of living being. Since they are living beings, why is it impossible for them to have intelligence?"

Qin Zhong raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Just brag, how did you know?"

"Humph, what do you know?"

Qin Zhong said, "This is common sense. The process of life evolution is complex and long. For example, humans evolved from the earliest single-celled organisms over billions of years, gradually developing into multicellular organisms, and finally into humans. Can zombies evolve intelligence in just half a year?"

"Ha ha……"

The other party smiled and said, "You're right, but I want to tell you that the zombie virus is not just a virus, it's more like a destiny. It will lead humans to another form of life, and this form is zombies. In the future, the rulers of the earth will inevitably become this new life form!"

"NMD!"

Qin Zhong felt a surge of anger rising in his chest. "How do you know? Did you release the zombie virus? Or are you a zombie?"

"Ha ha!"

The man laughed heartily, his tone full of sarcasm: "Although I am not the master of this planet, I will be the master of this planet in the future!"

Qin Zhong raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "So you are a lunatic. I think you must have just been released from a mental hospital."

The man snorted, "If you live to that day, you will naturally understand how ridiculous what you said today is!"

"Ridiculous? You're the ridiculous one, you bastard..."

Qin Zhong became more and more angry and couldn't help cursing, but the man no longer responded. Only a faint crackling sound of electricity came from the loudspeaker.

Seeing that the other party was no longer speaking, Qin Zhong threw the microphone down and angrily cursed: "Where did this lunatic come from?"

……

After being angry for a while, the sky gradually darkened and another day was about to pass. Suddenly, I heard a few long and shrill howls of corpses downstairs, which floated up towards me.

These howls were probably made by the zombies that escaped from the tower. It was impossible for Qin Zhong to search every corner along the way.

Seeing that it was getting late, Qin Zhong was unwilling to look for another place. He closed the door of the broadcasting room, ignored the howling of corpses coming from downstairs, pulled over a sofa chair and sat down, put his legs on the window, and stared blankly at the starry sky that was slowly appearing.

In the night sky after the apocalypse, without the light pollution of the city, the stars in the sky once again release dazzling light, and the twinkling stars are very pleasing to the eye.

As the night deepened, the temperature at an altitude of more than 400 meters dropped by several degrees compared to the ground. Strong winds blew in from the altitude, sweeping papers and newspapers all over the ground.

Qin Zhong shuddered, closed the window, lay down on a long sofa, ate something casually, and shared half a bottle of Moutai with Wukong, then fell into a drowsy sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I heard a light “click” sound in my sleep, and Qin Zhong woke up immediately. He didn’t feel safe in the doomsday, so no matter where he was, he didn’t dare to sleep too deeply.

Qin Zhong opened his eyes. The night sky outside the window was deep blue, the moon was bright, and the surroundings were dead silent.

The broadcast room was not small, about six or seven hundred square meters, and various instruments and equipment blocked the view, but Qin Zhong had searched it carefully before going to bed and found no zombies in the room.

Qin Zhong was wondering if he was dreaming when another soft sound came.

This time, Qin Zhong heard it clearly. The sound did not come from outside the door. He immediately became alert, glanced at Wukong who was sleeping on the sofa, picked up his Miao Dao and started patrolling the room.

The broadcast room was surrounded by a circle of floor-to-ceiling windows, and bright moonlight poured in through the glass. Although Qin Zhong did not turn on the headlamp on his head, everything in the room was clearly visible under the moonlight.

Qin Zhong's steps were light and firm, his eyes sharp, scanning every corner like a falcon.

The next moment, his eyes were attracted by something unusual outside a window. Outside the window, a figure was clinging to the glass, like a giant gecko, with his hands firmly attached to the smooth surface of the glass.

The man's eyes flashed with a sharp light in the night, staring intently at Qin Zhong. Qin Zhong suddenly saw a figure lying outside the window. He was startled and shouted, "Who are you?"

At an altitude of more than 400 meters, with strong winds, it is incredible that this person can cling to the outside of the glass window. If he fails, he will definitely be smashed to pieces. Why does he take such a risk?

"lb!"

Following Qin Zhong's loud shout, a loud bang shook the room, and the floor-to-ceiling window shattered instantly. The glass fragments flew around like ice crystals in a blizzard, flashing in the cold moonlight.

In an instant, Qin Zhong caught sight of the figure among the broken glass. It was a man with a stern face, a horse face and a pair of triangular eyes. He was about thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, dressed in black, like a ghost in the night.

Everything happened too fast and too suddenly. Qin Zhong had no time to think deeply, and he didn't know what this man was going to do.