Rose of the Doomsday

Chapter 2 begins

The crowd outside the window has gathered into a pile. The dead man has turned into bones and scattered at the feet of the crowd. Many people are lying on the ground l*****g blood. People are constantly knocked to the ground and get up to bite others until they are knocked over. Screams are heard in the distance. There are sporadic fires everywhere, making the night sky in the distance as bright as day.

Looking at the doomsday scene of the city where I grew up, a sense of sadness is tearing my heart. I light a cigarette and take a deep breath. I feel better. I sit in front of the computer and open the news page. The whole page is "Virus Attack". After clicking it, I know that people with virus symptoms have been found all over the world. From Alaska in North America to Argentina in South America, from the African continent to the Eurasian continent, infected people have been found everywhere. Now the whole world is in chaos.

The post described the process of the disease. From about 10 a.m., people were found to have become irrational and began to attack others. After that, the number of infected people began to increase and spread. The national emergency plan had not yet been launched, and the virus became a disaster that destroyed the entire administrative system. Due to the suddenness of the virus, you don’t know that your family, colleagues, and comrades around you will suddenly go crazy. If you are bitten or scratched, you will also become sick and attack others within 45 minutes. The virus was named destruction of the world in Europe and America, abbreviated as d virus. It is divided into air infection and contact infection. The infected person is highly aggressive, with a strength of 1.5 times that of an ordinary person, a speed equivalent to the normal walking speed of a human, and low explosive power. The teeth and nails have mutated and become sharper. Ordinary clothes can no longer withstand biting and scratching. External features: no pupils, no vision, walking stiffly, and arms and hands are as long as the knees. The sense of smell is sensitive, eating blood and flesh has hearing. If scratched or bitten, it has mutated so far. The infected person is highly active and ordinary injuries are powerless against him. It can only be killed by destroying the nerve center or breaking the cervical vertebra. So far, no new mutations have been found in the infected. The initial estimate of the infection rate is 90%. If anyone sees this post, please live well, there is hope as long as you are alive.

There is hope as long as you are alive. Betty thought that it was clear now that the people outside the window were all infected. She didn't know if she had been infected, and she didn't know when she would become sick, but she was afraid of death, afraid of being eaten by those infected people who turned into zombies. Thinking about her arms being torn off and her intestines being pulled out and fed into the mouths of zombies, she was terrified. She walked back and forth in the room, fidgeting, lit a cigarette to calm herself down and think about the future. Now she didn't have to think about going out for help. The zombies downstairs were waiting for you to deliver them to their mouths. Betty sat in front of the computer and began to plan. The tap water was undrinkable. God knew if there were any zombies soaking in the pool of the water plant. Fortunately, she was lazy at home and usually didn't boil water. She liked to ask outsiders to deliver bottled water. There was still one and a half barrels of water at home. At present, there was no shortage of water. It depended on food. Thinking of food, she stood up in a hurry. She collected rent on the tenth of every month and bought food for a month. Today was only the first, which meant that there were only ten days of food left. She didn't dare to turn on the light and used the flashlight on her mobile phone to search for food around the house. After a long time of busy work, I counted all the food and supplies. She was lazy and didn't know how to clean up. The house was in a mess and she didn't know what was in it. All the food and supplies Betty had were: 17 bags of instant noodles, about 12 pounds of rice, two pieces of bacon about 8 to 9 pounds, some fat brought by her uncle in the countryside, which she didn't like to eat, 21 eggs, two pounds of noodles, 0.8 bags of salt, 1.5 barrels of bottled water, 16 packs of cigarettes, and countless movies (you can understand why she's a stay-at-home girl). There were no green vegetables. If I touch my belly and save some, I think I can last for a month.

Once you have food, you should think about safety. Her house is an old house built in 1997. Her parents bought the house earlier. They live on the second floor. There is a platform in front and back of the house. The outside is a public platform with an area of ​​nearly 400 square meters. There are two buildings on the platform. A 25-6 step staircase connects the platform. Neighbors go in and out through it. Some people plant a small vegetable garden on the platform, and some people raise flowers and plants. The back is made into a small courtyard by her father and several neighbors and is divided by iron. Her computer room is in the courtyard. She built it herself and can see the street through the window. She went to the front hall to check the anti-theft door and used tape to seal all the door and window gaps. She pasted newspapers on all the windows in the front hall and drew curtains. After finishing her work, she sat down to be in a daze again. There is no shortage of electricity. The two hydropower dams in the hydropower capital should be able to guarantee operation for several months. The network should not be disconnected for a long time. She should download some information and learn more useful things at home to increase her chances of survival. She started as soon as she thought of it.