I continued to live a simple life in this no longer noisy city. My life was; wake up, train, eat, continue training, eat, train again, eat, have a bit of leisure time and then sleep. Large amounts of training everyday has caused me to go through my food supplies quickly. Sometimes I even forget the reason for all this training. I just mindlessly and mechanically exercise. Without the internet and without keeping track of the days, I didnāt know what else to do other than train.
I coudnāt just sit idly because once I do that, I would start to think stupid thoughts and be trapped in that mindset all day long. Other than feeling tired like a dead dog, what else is there to do?
Everyday after training, taking the binoculars to the window to watch the zombies is one of my few forms of entertainment. Yesterday was 18th of Feb, which was my birthday. It was my first apocalyptic birthday. It was very ordinary and when I thought of it, it served only as reminder that I was one year older. I couldnāt really remember what life was like before the apocalypse. It felt like the life now was real and everything before was nothing but a dream, disappearing after he woke up.
Looking out at the zombies outside the window, I was extremely bored so I started giving the zombies names. The ordinary zombies were called āCannon Fodderā, the power type zombies were called āTitanā, D zombie for short, the agile zombies were called āFlashā and S zombie for short. Maybe I just have poor taste!
ThatĀ S zombie that likes eating rats is still in front of the sewer, but it had become stronger. It looked more flexibleā¦ Looks like more rats have met their fate. This zombie seemed to be continuing to evolve; its height was still 1.4m, its arm length was longer, its palm wasĀ now at ankle level and 5 sharp points were on his claws like shiny black daggers. There wasnāt a single zombie within 15m of it. If a zombie accidentally entered its territory, it would make a low warning growl.
The way I see it, the S zombie and D zombies on the street all started to evolve after eating human flesh. If they continued to eat more flesh, then they will continue to evolve. S zombies will become S2 types and S3 types, or even higher to S4,S5 or S6 type. D zombies will also evolve similarly.
There was only less than 10% of the human kind left behind, so those zombies that cant get any human flesh will attack other creatures.
ā6.3 billion or more zombies eating all the worldās creatures.ā
Thinking about this made meĀ laugh bitterly. A zombie could evolve to live under water. If this really happened, then all that would be left on Earth are the zombies and insects. Iām going to get these stupid ideas out of my head. I continued to observe the zombies. After looking for a while I felt bored and was getting ready to leave and start preparing dinner when I noticed the zombies started rushing to the end of the street.
āSurvivors???ā
I quickly picked up my binoculars and looked over. The zombies were crowded together in the distance. It wasnāt a very good viewing angle. I felt anxious and I didnāt want to go to the roof, but I felt like I was missing something.
There was almost no more zombies downstairs as they were all crowded at the end of the street. From afar an S zombie could be seen in the middle of the crowd jumping up and down. A few D zombies from outside of the crowd pushed their way in, causing some zombies to fall, forming a few straight lines. Ā The fallen zombies on the straight lines were then tramples by the rest of the zombies.
Seeing this, I know that unless the survivors were using a tank, they wonāt survive. The distant crowd of zombies that were pushing and shoving were a mess! That unlucky soul must not just be a pile of bones!!!
āSuddenly..ā
Two black figures shot out from the zombies. In the sight, he could see two huge Soviet Red dogs [TLN: They are actual dogs.ččēŗ¢ē¬]. One left and one right facing the surrounding zombies. One had a zombie arm dangling in its mouth, taking advantage of the time the zombies needed to climb after it to gnaw freely on the food. The other was outside the zombie crowd carefully pacing back and forth, looking to find prey.
I know that Shan Dong is where Soviet Red dogs are bred the most. S zombies ran to the front. The S zombie that liked to eat rats ran in front of the other zombies.
Making a 'shoouu..ā sound, one of the dogs were pounced on by the zombies in front of it. The zombies used their claws to severely grab onto the front legs of the dog. The dog didnāt care. It bit off the zombieās arm and ran off with it. The other dog just finished eating. It rushed down to the zombieās body and tore of a large chunk of meat before running off.
The two dogs were running and jumping between the zombiesā¦ Looking at it seemed silly.
āFUCKā¦ This year, dogs are better off than people!!!ā
I lamented. In my opinion these dogs were also infected, but it didnāt turn into a zombie dog, but instead evolved into a really big dog. It was 1.6m tall and 2m long. If it had a head of a horse I would think it was a horse.
āThese damn zombies, these damn dogs, this damn apocalypseā I cursed under my voice. The more I thought about it, the worse I felt. I was almost killed by that damn rainwater, which was even more terrible than the 10 greatest torture techniques of the Qing Dynasty. Iāve suffered and felt pain without gaining any benefits. I donāt know if I have immunity against the D virus. I donāt dare to go find a zombie to test it.
Feeling extreme bitterness, I used my tone deaf and broken voice to sing a song.
[TLN: This is an actual song, if you want to listen to it,Ā here it is.Ā Its an angsty song about a person that is basically toxic. If you really want it translated, I can do it but itāll be literal and I doubt youāll be able to sing to it >.>]
Feeling a little better I went downstairs. Outside the window, the two big dogs seemed to have finished their meal. They were no longer hunting and were just wandering around. The 200+ zombies from the street have been gathered together, surrounding these two dogs and forming a circle around them.
āhahahaha!!!ā I laughed gloating, āYou pushed your luck too far, where can you run this time?ā If I couldnāt eat the grapes, then I hope the fool that does eat them gets poisoned! I thought while anxiously staring out the window. [TLN: the grapes saying is him saying if I canāt have a good thing, then no one can I believe]
The space around the dogs was getting smaller. The zombies were closing in. I was upstairs getting increasingly happy.
āOhwoooo!!ā the slightly bigger dog howled. Its limb pressed against the ground, spewing white gas towards the zombie in front of it. After 2 seconds, the dozens of zombies that were hit by the white gas stopped moving. The two dogs then burst through the zombies that couldnāt move, heading out of sight.
Looking at the zombies that were knocked on the ground, I was just stupidly standing there, not moving. It was like my brain was turned to mush.
āMagic??? Sorcery???ā It seemed like half a day passed by before I said those words.