Zhang Yi looked outside the RV.
The situation outside was the same. Most of the people fell to the ground without warning.
Some people fell on the flower beds, some fell on the steps, and some fell the moment they opened the car door.
The car door was open, and the pet dog inside licked its owner's face with concern, as if it wanted to wake its owner up.
The most miserable was the waiter who was frying French fries. He fell forward and his entire head was soaked in boiling hot oil.
With a sizzling sound, wisps of smoke appeared on his face.
The end of the world had finally arrived…
Fortunately, not everyone would mutate!
If that was the case, Zhang Yi would be too lonely living alone in the world.
He counted the people who had fallen and those who were standing near the RV, and roughly estimated the proportion of people.
Taking the number of people in the service area as an example, it was basically 3:7.
The number of people who fell to the ground was 7, and the number of people who were not affected was 3.
According to this ratio, out of the 10 billion people in the world, 7 billion people would become bloodthirsty monsters.
And after tonight, the proportion of zombies would be even higher.
Boom!
The RV couldn't hear the outside world, but it could feel the changes in the light outside.
Zhang Yi turned around.
A large truck on the highway lost control and overturned.
The long container blocked the highway and collided with the fuel truck behind it.
The sparks ignited the fuel and a huge fire rose to the sky.
The huge pillar of fire could be seen clearly from a kilometer away.
Before the zombies arrived, the highway had already become a slaughterhouse.
The high-speed cars lost control one after another. They collided, rolling and shattering into pieces.
With the light of the fire, Zhang Yi could vaguely see a flock of palm-sized birds in the sky. They fluttered their wings and flew in the sky for a while before resolutely rushing into the fire...
Would birds jump into the fire?
Zhang Yi was a little confused.
It was said that moths flew into the fire, but no one had ever heard of birds flying into the fire.
Could it be…
Those creatures weren't birds, but moths that had mutated after being infected by the zombie virus?
A moth the size of a palm?
The moths rushed into the flames one after another.
Their wings were very flammable. The moment they came into contact with the fire, they immediately turned into a wisp of colorful smoke and disappeared.
The apocalypse had arrived, and everything had become somewhat unbelievable.
"Hehe... Uh..."
The familiar roar of the zombie that only appeared in movies could be heard.
Zombies couldn't make a sound. The sound was the meaningless friction of air flowing through their throats.
The voice came from the television.
The female host on the television screen slowly got up from the ground and twisted her body into an S shape.
It wasn't an S-shape with a curvy front and back, but an S-shape from the front.
His crotch and head were twisted in opposite directions, and a hand was placed on his waist, trembling non-stop.
Her eyes were dark, and it was as if her eyes were covered with a gray film. Saliva mixed with blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth.
"Ha... Ha ~"
"Live broadcast, this is a live broadcast. Hey, are you okay?”
The cameraman reminded him softly.
"Huh?"
The host was attracted by the cameraman's voice and quickly turned his head in the cameraman's direction.
As soon as their eyes met, the cameraman realized that something was wrong.
However, before he could turn around and escape, the female host had already rushed up at a rapid speed.
She completely ignored the fact that she was wearing a professional short skirt and that she would be exposed if she ran like this.
He stretched out his legs and jumped in front of the cameraman in a few steps. He jumped with all his might and pounced on the latter.
The two legs wrapped around the cameraman's waist tightly. Finally, he opened his mouth and bit the cameraman's neck.
"Ah! Help!"
The cameraman shouted instinctively.
With that, the zombies in the audience seemed to have been activated, and they began to rush toward the cameraman.
They didn't come from the aisle, but directly stepped on the back of the auditorium and rushed down.
It was like a flood of zombies was flowing on the back of the chair.
They didn't even notice that their arms were broken. Their eyes showed their desire and greed for raw meat.
"Ah!"
The other survivors in the venue were frightened by this scene.
Some smart people had already run out of the safety exit the moment the shocking change occurred.
However, there were still some people whose legs were weak from fear. They stood on the spot and screamed desperately.
However, not only did they fail to survive, they even became the new targets of the zombies!
Sound! These zombies were sensitive to sound!
Zhang Yi nodded.
Suddenly, he thought of something. He took out his phone and dialed a number.
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