This is apocalyptic

Chapter 2 002: Captured, it's over
What is it like to become a zombie?
Bai Xiao only felt that he had a fever and was confused by the fever. He felt as if he was dreaming.

The sunlight became less glaring, and he heard a faint sound. He thought it was the rotten zombie crawling over. He clenched the stick in his hand and reacted slowly before realizing that it was not a crawling sound, but a faint sound of some machinery.

Bai Xiao tried hard to open his eyes and paused for a moment. It seemed that his brain was processing the images his eyes saw, but the processing speed was too slow and a little overloaded. It took a while for his brain to process the images.

The sound came from a bicycle, coming from another street.

Bai Xiao stared at the bicycle in a daze. It was the end of the world and there were zombies. With this kind of scene, it should be a motorcycle rumbling towards him and galloping away.

Perhaps it was the influence of the fever, or perhaps it was a symptom of infection, his thoughts paused, and when he confirmed that it was a bicycle, the bike had stopped in front of him at some point, and a figure stood over with his back to the light, and a pair of black pipes appeared in front of him. It was a double-barreled earth rifle, which looked rough and fierce.

"@$#%#..."

Bai Xiao heard the person in front of him talking, but his brain was a little overloaded and he didn't quite understand.

"I need to reduce my fever..." Bai Xiao said.

But he found that his tongue was a little stiff and his words were unclear.

To others, it would probably sound like the roar of that lousy zombie?

When he realized this, Bai Xiao's lips moved but he didn't say anything and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"I need to reduce my fever." Bai Xiao said again, trying to pronounce his words clearly.

The other party seemed to be observing him.

"The fever has gone down." Bai Xiao said.

"..."

"Forget it, just give me a shot."

Bai Xiao's back relaxed, and his body, which had just tried to sit up straight, leaned back against the wall again. He opened his eyes and tried to see the person in front of him clearly, and then closed his eyes.

Maybe this is the least painful way to die?

He didn’t know what it would be like to become a zombie, but he was worried that he would remain in this state forever. His thoughts were chaotic, stuck, and confused. Then at a certain moment, he came back to his senses and found himself grabbing an arm and gnawing on it.

that's terrible.

Bai Xiao's mind was in a daze. He sat against the wall, shaking his head gently, humming a song softly, waiting for the gunshot. After all, zombies would be shot to death.

It’s better than all kinds of... um... He vaguely remembered that in a movie, a zombie was held by his second brother until he died. That brother was so miserable - they are both zombies, so maybe it’s not wrong to call them brothers, that’s probably it.

After waiting for a while and not hearing any gunshots, Bai Xiao tried hard to open his eyes and found that the bicycle was going away.

After watching for a while, the bicycle had disappeared in the distance. Bai Xiao frowned and wanted to raise his hand to touch his forehead again. He suspected that the zombies had no consciousness because they were stupid due to the fever, and then acted on instinct. Would they feel better if the fever went down?

But he didn't raise his hands, nor did he move his body. When he lowered his head, he found that his hands and feet were tied up.

"Um……"

Bai Xiao pondered.

"@$#%..."

Zombie swear words.

Be it being shot to death, or turning into a zombie plaguing the streets, what does it mean to be tied up?
What if that bastard just now crawls over and bites someone again?
When facing zombies, instead of shooting, they tie them up.

What a beast.

Bai Xiao leaned against the wall, motionless - he was really turning into a zombie. He was tied up without noticing, which showed that his feedback was becoming dull.

He suddenly thought, is the zombie's body cold or hot?
Will the body temperature drop after complete mutation?
His thoughts were in disarray and he was in a daze. The sun seemed to have shifted and was no longer as bright as before. Bai Xiao didn't know how long he had been sitting there, nor did he know if he had any blackouts. Maybe the next time he was awake, he would see himself drooling and pouncing on people... No, he was tied up, or rather, he was pounced on. Zombies generally don't pounce on their own kind, so that was not a big deal.

Suddenly Bai Xiao felt himself moving. He tilted his head and opened his eyes slightly, trying to identify himself. He found that the man had come back, stuffed something into his mouth, and then dragged him.

The shaking made him a little irritated, so he tried to move forward, and something cool touched his face, which made him feel a little comfortable. He tried to stick to the cold metal. He didn't know how long he shook, and he seemed to hear two gunshots in the middle. Bai Xiao squinted his eyes and looked at the sky. The sun had completely set, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

He felt like he was lying on a pedal tricycle. This feeling was a little familiar, as if he had experienced it before... A long, long time ago, when he was a child in the countryside, his uncle took him to do farm work on a tricycle. When he was lying on the tricycle on the way back, it swayed like this. It was very cozy and comfortable at that time.

By the time the car stopped, it was completely dark.

Bai Xiao didn't know where the car had reached. He only heard a rustling sound, and then a fire lit up. The man who had pulled him back in the car held a candle and placed it not far away, then took a wooden stick and poked him lightly twice.

Bai Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but there was something stuffed in his mouth.

He thought about it.

Tie up and then gag?
Bai Xiao had a blank expression on his face.

This beast.

The other party poked him twice with the wooden stick, then stopped as if thinking about something. After a while, the rustling sound came again. Something cold pressed against Bai Xiao's wrist. He wanted to hum comfortably, so he moved his arm hard and heard a rustling sound. He looked carefully and saw an iron chain on his arm.

The other party is still trying.

Bai Xiao had a very bad feeling in his heart. He was captured alive. Did he meet a mad scientist?

It would be great if he could develop an antidote using himself as a test subject, but Bai Xiao didn't want to be so great. He felt that he could still be saved, as long as he lowered his temperature... Well, it seemed inevitable that he would become a zombie.

Bai Xiao was very sad.

After finishing his work, the other party clapped his hands, took the candle, and stepped back to observe him.

"Mmmm." Bai Xiao tried hard to muster up his strength.

The other party said: "You...#...hand over..."

Bai Xiao remained silent and motionless, trying to make out what the other party was saying. He recognized that the other party wanted to communicate, so he listened very carefully.

Seeing that he was listening attentively, the other party paused and tried to repeat it again.

Bai Xiao was a little anxious and worried, with bloodshot eyes, but he controlled himself and didn't move.

Say it again... he muttered to himself.

It should be understood that it was something he was familiar with.

The other party continued to speak slowly, holding the candle and carefully observing his reaction.

Bai Xiao felt that his condition was getting worse and worse, and suddenly he hummed from his throat.

The other party immediately stopped talking.

"Hmm, hmm." Bai Xiao made two sounds this time.

The other person blinked and stood there holding the candle.

Bai Xiao uttered three more times.

A pause, then four tones.

The other party suddenly raised his hand and made a stop gesture. Bai Xiao didn't move, then raised his face and made another sound, indicating the ball gag.

"Cool down."

After the gag was removed, Bai Xiao felt like he couldn't hold on any longer and his mind was foggy, but lowering his temperature had been his obsession since he was infected until now.

"Cool down," he repeated.

"Cool down."

(End of this chapter)