When his fingers were curled up, there was a feeling of grabbing wet grass. Then he felt a chill and his clothes got wet.
As his consciousness gradually awakened, Mo Bei opened his eyes, but they were still dark. He turned his head with difficulty and could vaguely see the grass beneath him.
The grass blades were thick and hard, which hurt his face, but they made him regain his consciousness.
He felt terrible. He didn't know how long he had been lying here, but the stiffness of his joints and the weakness of his body told him that it was definitely not a short time.
There is silence everywhere. Where is this? What happened to yourself? What's going on? Mo Bei's mind was filled with questions.
"Uh uh..." A deep guttural voice made Mo Bei jump.
what! ?
It was pitch black everywhere, but this sound came from him, making him take a sharp breath. His scalp felt numb and his chest was shaking uncontrollably.
But his body still couldn't move. It wasn't until he could clearly hear the staggering footsteps on the grass that he raised his eyelids and looked diagonally upward to the source of the sound. He saw a figure moving slowly in a very strange posture. .
this. . This is not human!
So what is this? Zombies! ?
Considering his situation, Mo Bei understood that this was not a joke on him.
No matter how much he joked, he would not leave him on the wet grass for so long. That zombie can't be a person pretending to be a human, and the human joints can't be twisted like that. It's a real zombie!
But he could think of these things, but he didn't know how to deal with them. He didn't even have a clue as to why he was here.
At this time, some scenes he had seen in movies kept appearing in his mind, and he even hoped that this was just a dream, but even if his fear almost reached the extreme, he could not escape from this dream.
At this time, he couldn't move his body, so he could only clench his teeth, fearing that they would chatter and make a sound, and then just watch the zombies getting closer and closer.
But what gave him a glimmer of hope was that the zombie was not walking straight towards him, but walking towards where his feet were facing. After Mo Bei didn't dare to breathe for about five minutes, the figure appeared next to him. He walked over ten meters away from Mo Bei.
Mo Bei was even glad that he couldn't move. He thought that if he moved, he would probably attract the attention of the zombie, and the outcome would be difficult to predict.
But his situation is still very bad, he still has to take action, who knows what else is nearby, he may not be so lucky next time.
Mo Bei tried to sit up. Due to the stimulation just now, his heart was beating wildly, and the accelerated blood circulation gave his limbs a little strength. He struggled to sit up.
Looking around, I still couldn't see anything.
While he was trying to regain strength in his legs and try to stand up, the sky seemed to be gradually getting brighter. He vaguely saw the outline of a house in the distance, and moved there cautiously.
When we got closer, we saw that it was indeed a house, and there were more than one. It looked like a village, but there were no lights and no life at all.
Mo Bei hesitated in his mind whether he should go there or not. Would there be other zombies lurking inside?
Finally, he decided that since there were zombies here, he must find something to defend himself, and there was not even a branch to be found on the surrounding grass. Mo Bei, who was aroused with the desire to survive, did not want to use his feet when encountering zombies. Wearing plastic slippers to slap each other.
At present, only that village seems to be able to find decent self-defense items, even if it is a stick.
Carefully approach the house, and after seeing it clearly, you are sure that there is no one alive here. The house has long been dilapidated. Several have been burned to rubble. And it happened a long time ago, and there are already plants growing on the ruins.
Approached a relatively intact house. Carefully lean against the door. The door was broken and scattered on the floor. He looked into the house.
This was a single room, about fifteen square meters, and it was a mess. Not seeing anything he didn't want to see, Mo Bei ducked into the house, which was still dry.
Without the night wind hitting his body, Mo Bei even felt a little warm, and his physical fitness gradually recovered. This surprised him a little. Although his body was not weak, his recovery power should not be that strong.
Probably the potential has been stimulated.
There was no shortage of boards or sticks in the house that could be used as weapons. Mo Bei picked up a two-foot-long stick with a sharp break. After holding it in his hand, he seemed to have a little more confidence in his heart, imagining what he would do if he encountered that zombie again. How to start.
He leaned against the window with a wooden stick in hand and looked out carefully. At this time, he still didn't feel safe at all, for fear that he would be discovered by zombies.
Then he felt that the short stick in his hand could not cause much damage. To deal with such monsters, he would have to be able to smash their heads. .
At this time, it was a little brighter outside, but it was foggy, making it blurry. He carefully left the house again to find some more handy weapons.
There was a woodpile behind the house. Mo Bei's sharp eyes found an obviously processed stick in the woodpile.
I stretched out my hand to hold the stick, and it felt moist to the touch. It must have been left outside in the wind and rain for a long time, and it had fine cracks. But when I took it out and took a look, I found that it was actually a rusty stick. Long-handled axe, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt a hint of joy.
After the pyre was pulled away, it made a "crash" sound and collapsed a little, which seemed extremely harsh in the silent night. He was so shocked that he quickly looked around again, holding the ax tightly with both hands, fearing that it would attract zombies. of attention.
Seeing that there was no danger, he turned his attention to the ax in his hand.
Because the rust was so severe, the ax blade was teetering on the ax handle, and it would fly out within a few swings.
Mo Bei looked at the stick he found just now, wedged the sharp end into the groove of the ax handle, and pressed it against the wall a few times to see that the ax blade had been fixed. Break the stick, leaving the tip to catch the ax handle.
After waving it, it felt like it wouldn't fall off, but it suddenly flashed before my eyes, and some information appeared on the axe.
rusty ax
Hand damage: 0-2
Durability: 6-20
Ax Level: Normal Attack Speed
Mo Bei was stunned and rubbed his eyes. The information was still visible.
This kind of information is all too familiar to Mo Bei. This is the equipment attribute in the Diablo 2 game! Recalling the scene before fainting, he seemed to have been shocked again.
Own. . Did you run into the game by yourself? Is that zombie a monster in the game?
After standing still for a moment, Mo Bei thought of something again, dropped the ax and grabbed his chest with both hands. If he remembered correctly, he was playing with an Amazon girl at the time!
After scratching it and looking at it again, Mo Bei sighed with relief or regret, not knowing whether it was happiness or regret.
Mo Bei has never been in love, and he is still curious about certain things. But if he were to be given a girl's body, it would probably be difficult for him to accept it.
He touched his face again, scratched his hair, and made another very silly movement to confirm: This is still his original body.
