One Hundred Ways to Kill a Scumbag { Quick transmigration }

1.1 Doomsday World

Under the setting sun, the afterglow reflects on the ruined and dilapidated city. The streets still exude a faint smell of putridity and blood. Zombies in twos and threes are wandering on the ruined streets, with their heads hanging on their necks or half of their faces. They were all chewed away, with rows of tooth marks exposed, or the entire intestines were dragged on the ground as they walked...

Suddenly, a sharp and harsh sound sounded in the distance, and the low roar of the engine could be vaguely heard.

Just now, the zombie looked like a piece of wood. When he heard the sound, he immediately became energetic. He dragged his intestines and ran very fast. Due to the speed, the intestines were fluttering in the air but could not fall out. Half of his face was covered with teeth. The printed ones follow closely behind.

The zombie with its head half pulled away stood there for a while, as if in a daze, and then randomly started running. As soon as he ran, his head was swung back and forth on his neck. Someone must have slashed him with a knife, but the head and neck were not severed. When he moved, his head was swaying around his neck based on the little bit of flesh.

The zombie ran for a while, annoyed by the wandering eyes, and feared that his head would suddenly fall off, turn into a ball and roll around, and then he would really be dead. I saw the zombie secretly rolling his eyes, holding his head with two skinny hands, and making a helpless sighing expression. In fact, he may have more of an expression like a dead dog, but the current situation Not allowed.

Finally, we reached another street and reached an intersection. Hundreds of zombies formed a circle around them, not knowing what they were watching. The zombie holding his head saw the excitement, and his eyes lit up. He thought his expression was very vivid, but in reality he had a straight face, holding his head and watching the crowd.

Damn it, after nine days of being a zombie, there is finally something fun to watch.

Squeezing away the zombies on the outside, he accidentally bumped into a little girl. The zombie holding his head looked at the little girl politely, but because his throat was broken and he couldn't speak, he had to nod his head to signal. As a result, the little girl Very cold, turned around and ran away. The zombies surrounding the circle also scattered scatteredly.

Soon there was only one zombie holding his head. A car was parked at the empty intersection. The window glass was smashed, and there was a man inside who looked pale and gray.

Oh, the newly minted member, no wonder everyone is no longer around.

The zombie holding his head slowly walked over. The new guy in the car was so strong. He held his head with one hand and poked the new zombie with the other. The new zombie turned his face and frightened the zombie holding his head. Jump, holy shit, what a handsome zombie.

I originally thought that being a zombie in this life would not make me successful, but I didn’t expect that a newbie would come to my door. It’s good to develop a good practice!

The person holding the head helped open the car door, and the zombie trapped inside came out. If you are tall and strong, with exposed muscles, scratches on your arms, intact facial features and internal organs, and no missing arms or legs, you can be a little brother, or you may develop into a man.

My name is Zhang Rong. The one holding his head pointed at himself and introduced meaningfully.

He is so lonely now that he is teasing zombies. He is really tired. Zhang Rong took the big guy with one hand, held his head with the other, and walked towards his base.

Zombie Diary - On the ninth day of being a zombie, I picked up a strong man, uh, a male zombie.

Zhang Rong's base is a six-story small high-rise building. He is the only zombie inside. Now there is a younger brother. Climbing up to the sixth floor in one breath, Zhang Rong, who was originally a nerd and weakling, has become a zombie. If he is not afraid of losing his head, he will not feel tired after running for a day. Climbing six floors is not a problem for such a small body.