After leaving the main entrance, Lin Li was not in a hurry to walk into the fog, but kept walking forward.
He was very curious,
If the fog is full of zombies, then is there anything in the vast wilderness ahead?
You can't have nothing, right?
After all, in a movie "Ready Player One" that Lin Li likes very much, the way to clear the first level is not to follow the direction that the opponent should go, but to go in the opposite direction, and instead find the path to success.
"Bang!"
There was a very clear sound from across the road.
The road to success was not found, but fortunately, Lin Li successfully knocked himself a little dizzy.
Lin Li took a breath and rubbed his forehead.
"..."
There was some silence after that. The action of rubbing did not relieve the pain, because Lin Li was rubbing the iron bucket on his head.
The reason for the silence was that Lin Li found that it took him several seconds to react.
It must be the reason why those who are close to the ink are black, and it is all due to Dave's stupid aura, which has led to his own destruction.
Putting his palms against his eyes, Lin Li felt the thick barrier.
The scenery ahead was still very realistic, and no obstacles were visible to the naked eye, but Lin Li could no longer move forward.
"It's actually a wall of air, outrageous."
Lin Li found it a little funny. The sound just now was made by him who bumped into it unpreparedly.
"Such a real game, only in this aspect, it is too 'game'."
After finding the answer he wanted, Lin Li stopped caring about this place, turned around, and walked towards the courtyard.
The lawnmower under the zelkova tree has completely sunk into the zelkova tree. The roots that have grown out are still gently swaying with the night wind. There are still traces of sap left on the ground during the day.
Lin Li thought of something, walked up to the tree, and asked, "Hey, Mr. Wisdom Tree in Dave's mouth, can you speak?"
"..."
"Woo--Woo--"
There was no response except the whimpering sound of the wind.
It seems that I am overthinking it.
Lin Li stopped in front of the thick white mist. Out of concern that the mist was poisonous, he began to use his high school chemistry knowledge to fan and smell:
When smelling the gas, gently fan it with your hands to let a small amount of gas float into your nostrils...
The smell of the mist is quite good, provided it is compared with the smell on the zombie's clothes that can always be smelled at the tip of the nose.
In fact it should be basically tasteless.
After continuously increasing the dose of inhalation, until his whole body was immersed in the mist and he still didn't feel any discomfort, Lin Li breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good, the main mission obviously did not intend to let himself be poisoned - if it was a chronic poison, then he could only pray that the Bingliang Pill would be effective.
Lin Li began to move forward into the fog.
It was very quiet in the mist, with only the soles of Lin Li's running shoes, the sound of treading and rubbing against the gravel on the ground, and the occasional zombies calling: "Ah..."
Because the visibility was really low, when Lin Li saw the blurry figure of a zombie in front of him, it meant that he was only a few meters away from him.
In addition, the two sides are facing each other, so Lin Li and the zombie will meet almost the next second they see the figure. If the roads are the same, Lin Li needs to get out of the way and pass by the zombie.
Therefore, Lin Li moved forward very slowly, only slightly moving forward one position with each step.
The steel rod did not materialize to prevent accidental contact with zombies, but was instead judged as an attack.
Because they didn't take the initiative to attack the zombies, and they didn't show any brains or brightness, the zombies wouldn't take the initiative to attack Lin Li, and the two sides lived in peace.
They faced forward, like lost pilgrims, steadfast and unswerving, with nothing to stop them, and slowly walked towards their homes lined with trees.
I don’t know if zombies really rely on their naked eyes to distinguish people. The death stare that would normally appear when approaching a zombie does not appear in the fog and the mask on the face.
Lin Li suddenly stopped and waited.
Because the number of zombies is too rare at night, there will occasionally be a period of time when no zombies appear, such as now.
In this thick fog, it was impossible to tell the direction by himself. Lin Li's only way to find the source was to follow the path where the zombies came.
Based on the current road trajectory alone, Lin Li has determined that it is not a straight line, so it is useless to just keep walking in one direction. If you take a wrong step, there is a high chance that there will be no zombies behind.
However, the sun he carried came into play at this time. Every time he walked a certain distance, especially at the node where he changed direction, Lin Li would drop a small sun and use it as a road sign. At the same time, he also tried his best to estimate the general direction of his home.
After walking like this for who knows how long, the sand on the ground became denser and finer, and most of the sunlight was lost. What remained unchanged was the intensity of the fog, which did not become thicker or lighter as the road progressed.
Lin Li stopped and waited again and closed his eyes.
This time it wasn't because he couldn't find the way, but because Lin Li heard the sound.
"boom……"
The sound was soft, but it was there.
It seemed like something hit the ground far away.
In such a quiet environment, Lin Li was sure that he heard correctly.
The direction was still right in front of him—the direction the zombies were coming from.
Lin Li opened his eyes and continued to move forward slowly.
As the distance got closer, the sound became clearer and more obvious, and there was even an obvious vibration. Lin Li saw that the sand on the ground would jump up from the ground and tremble because of the sound.
The eternal white mist has become turbid at this moment, dyed with a layer of yellow color, as if blending with the dust on the ground, and the visibility of the line of sight has once again decreased.
Only then did Lin Li realize that between each loud noise, there would be many small collisions, but they were just too far away to hear.
"ah……"
"ah……"
"ah……"
As the distance got closer again, Lin Li heard the long sighs of the zombies, one after another. Lin Li couldn't tell which side they were in front of because they were so dense.
Lin Li raised his brows, showing a bit of joy. The large number of zombies meant that he was getting closer to the source of the zombies, and the second main mission could be completed soon.
But then it felt a little strange, because the sound coming from my ears was relatively long. It didn't sound like a zombie would make when walking, but more like... the last words when being beaten to death by plants. '?
Something didn't feel right, and an unknown uneasiness emerged. Lin Li materialized a steel rod, made a fighting stance, lowered his body's center of gravity, and continued to move towards the source of the sound.
"Bang."
His left foot was blocked by something, and he almost couldn't keep his center of gravity and fell. Thinking that it was an enemy, Lin Li was about to swing out a steel rod. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was an iron bucket on the ground, but it had been thrown over. Somewhat deflated.
He was too focused on the front and didn't pay attention to the road. He was shocked by himself.
"Wha-wha-"
Something suddenly flew over and fell in the distance. Lin Li stood there warily, making sure that the thing was not a living thing before he stepped forward to check.
Close by, there is a flag with a pink brain embroidered on the red background. This is the flag that the Flag Zombie usually holds.
"Gulu gulu gulu..."
Another round thing rolled over from the fog and approached Lin Li.
Combined with the yellow mist, the scene is very similar to those in western cowboy movies, where tumbleweeds roll in from nowhere in the sandy air.
At this time, the appearance of two cowboys shooting guns is considered appropriate.
The tumbleweed happened to roll to Lin Li's feet, rebounded after the collision, and rolled onto the flag.
Lin Li saw clearly that it was not a tumbleweed.
Light green skin, obvious forehead wrinkles, large and small eyes, and sparse teeth.
It's a head, a zombie's head.
"ah……"
The head without a body just looked at Lin Li, then opened its mouth and let out a breath. Before Lin Li could do anything, it turned into dust, covering the flag and becoming a handful of loess in this land.
Lin Li raised his head and took another step forward. When his visible distance also moved forward, he saw densely flying shadows in the mist.
Some are the zombies' armor, and more are parts of the zombies' bodies, hands, feet, heads...
"ah……"
Such sounds resounded from all directions.
This seems to be a hell on earth for zombies.
(End of chapter)
