This is apocalyptic

Chapter 1 001: Bitten, it's over

Once crossed.

Before he could show off his skills, Bai Xiao was bitten.

Looking at the teeth marks on his arm and the 'person' crawling on the ground, he felt cold all over.

A slight feeling of pain came from my arm, which was throbbing and swollen, and a little numb.

The sight was desolate, the city was quiet. When the zombie jumped out, he was still cautiously observing the surroundings. He was suddenly pounced upon, and his subconscious reaction made him kick it. The crisp sound of bone breaking made him stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect that this casual kick could cause such a great deal of damage. It was this moment of daze that brought pain. The "man" fell forward with an unstable broken leg. Before falling, he still opened his mouth and bit his arm, holding his sleeve tightly, hanging there in a weird posture - that was a few minutes ago.

Looking at the figure that fell to the ground and was still wriggling towards him, its appearance and behavior were equally horrible: its hair was withered and exposed large patches of scalp, it was skin and bones like a mummy, there were large patches of rotten sores under its tattered clothes, and it was roaring meaninglessly. It was very similar to the zombies in the movies and TV shows he had seen before. Bai Xiao's heart was getting heavier and heavier.

He looked at the wound on his arm. The good news was that the zombie had bad teeth and the wound was not serious. The bad news was that even if the wound was not serious, he was still bitten.

On the first day of the journey, I was bitten by a zombie.

He didn't have time to think about why the world had changed after he woke up. Was it a biohazard outbreak or something else? He felt that the most important thing now was to find a water source and clean the wound as soon as possible. As for other things, none of them were as important as this.

The terrifying appearance of the 'zombie' on the ground really makes people not optimistic.

It shouldn't be infected, right?

Bai Xiao's eyes were alert yet a little confused, and the pain in his arm reminded him that this was probably not a dream, but reality - the most optimistic guess was that it was just a mutated rabies patient.

But everything in front of us also makes people not optimistic.

Looking around, the empty streets were desolate and lifeless. The sidewalks on both sides of the road were even overgrown with weeds, which were already dry and yellow, swaying in the wind.

The few cars parked at the end of the road were badly damaged, with no glass on the windows. Weeds were sticking out of the windows, and no one knew how the weed seeds had fallen into the cars and sprouted.

The high-rise building has been abandoned for a long time without maintenance. There are only a few pieces of glass left. A smell of decay fills the place, as if this street has been dead for a long time, and only the sunshine is still bright.

With a sinking heart, Bai Xiao picked up a stick and walked away from the zombie in the opposite direction, keeping an eye on his surroundings, just in case another one, or two, or three appeared. If it was really a zombie, these things always came in groups. Being infected and becoming one of them... was probably better than being pounced on and eaten?
There was a storefront that looked like a fast food restaurant with its door open next to it. The pain in his arm gradually turned into numbness. Bai Xiao slowly approached and looked inside the store. It was a mess, with tables and chairs scattered and tilted, and the walls were stained with suspicious stains. It was not clean at all.

He listened carefully but heard nothing, so he walked in with the stick in hand, moving forward while paying attention to the corners.

The layout of fast food restaurants is pretty much the same. Apart from the front hall, there is the kitchen, and most of them don’t even have a toilet.

The kitchen was also in a mess. Bai Xiao turned on the faucet with a try-it attitude.

It looked like it was open, but there was not a drop of water. I twisted it and there was no sound except for the squeak.

He gave up, looked around, picked up a kitchen knife from the corner, and then looked at the stick he picked up outside. Of course, a knife is more useful than a stick, but if the target is the thing that just bit him, no one would want to use such a short knife to fight it in close combat. Even so, he did not throw it away. Whether it is a stick or a kitchen knife, it can give people a soothing sense of security in the current environment, although it is not much.

Looking down at the wound on his arm, Bai Xiao saw that the bite site was already swollen. He tightened his grip on the knife.

In many cases, poisoning can be treated by bleeding or cutting a wound to let the poisonous blood flow out - that is only for poisonous snakes and the like. It seems that no one treats wounds from zombies, mad dogs, etc. in this way.

He leaned against the wall and thought carefully, then cut open the hem of his clothes with the knife in his hand, tore off the strip of cloth, held one end in his mouth, and tied the upper part of his arm tightly, hoping that it would have some effect.

There was no water source, no medicine, and in such an unfamiliar environment, he was suddenly bitten by a zombie-like creature. Obviously, others who traveled through time were chosen by heaven, and they were the only ones, so why was he so unlucky?
Bai Xiao closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body. Based on his rich experience in watching movies, if you are bitten by a zombie, you will feel hot, weak, and cold. The infection process can take from a few seconds to a few days, depending on how the screenwriter arranges it. ... Damn it, it's over.

After the initial shock, confusion and vigilance, he walked for a while and came to the back kitchen of this shabby shop. Now he finally relaxed and suddenly realized the situation he was in. Those illusory and unreal dreams were shattered, like a basin of cold water poured over his head.

Maybe soon I will become the same thing as that one, wandering around the empty street drooling until I pounce on another unfortunate guy.

And he didn't even know where he was.

Sit against the wall for a while.

Bai Xiao suddenly stood up.

——Do it!
Either knock that thing down before it's fully infected, or avoid being infected and mutated, and then knock it down to get your revenge.

That’s it anyway.

Bai Xiao went out, looked up at the sunlight, and slowly walked back the way he came. He could feel himself starting to feel hot, and even with the sunlight shining on his body, he still felt a little cold.

The horrible zombie was lying on the ground, dragging its injured leg, moving aimlessly. When it saw him coming, it let out a low roar. Its withered face made it impossible to tell its gender.

Bang! A stick.

When it opened its mouth, its roar was interrupted by the sudden stick. It seemed to be stimulated by the attack, and its movements became more frantic.

After hitting it hard several times, Bai Xiao stepped back a few steps and propped the stick on the ground. He did not intend to stop, but he got tired too quickly. He took a look at the wound on his arm, which was red and swollen. The infection speed was faster than he expected.

A feeling of despair rose from the bottom of his heart. He took another look at the zombie and slowly backed away. He changed his mind and tried to stay away with the stick. If he was about to be infected and mutated, he didn't want to turn into a zombie and chew on this disgusting thing. He was still young, and this thing was rotten.

Walking along the empty street, his body became more and more tired. Finally, he sat down against the wall at a corner, raised his head slightly, squinted at the sunlight. His arm no longer hurt, but just felt swollen and numb.

He was clearly in high spirits the night before, having just received a promotion and had a party to celebrate and indulge himself, but when he woke up after getting drunk he found himself transported to this shabby place.

Working overtime and staying up late to develop the plan was all in vain.

At this moment, Bai Xiao was thinking about staying up late to work overtime. After all the hardship, he hadn't tasted the sweetness yet, but he was about to mutate.

"I still have more than 800,000 yuan in the bank."

Bai Xiao vaguely remembered a sentence: the person died but the money was not spent.

The next moment, he remembered the plan he had half-finished.

The memory was becoming more and more confused, like many thoughts being cut into pieces and then pieced together. He raised his uninjured left hand and placed it on his forehead, it was burning hot.

I'm going to become a zombie.

(End of this chapter)