“By the way, I just scouted around a bit. The zombies on this floor are mainly concentrated in the direction of the elevator. If I die in the future and you need to find food, you can go to the west side—there are almost no zombies there.”
Tang Cheng reminded Tang Wanyue in detail. This time when he went out, most of the zombies had been cleared to the relatively concentrated northern area.
“Oh…” But when Tang Cheng mentioned dying, Tang Wanyue’s eyes darkened as she lowered her gaze. She didn’t want to imagine Tang Cheng dying.
“I don’t know how much longer I can survive, but during this time I’ll try my best to find more food for you all.” Tang Cheng’s face was calm as he looked at the two bags of supplies he had carried back by the door. “These are two bags of flour. You take them inside.”
“Mm, thank you, classmate.” Tang Wanyue looked up gratefully.
“Well, I’ll head back first. If anything happens, you can come across to find me.”
“Mm, thank you.”
After that, Tang Cheng walked back to the book café, and Tang Wanyue turned and went back to her own shop, barricading the door.
“A bit thirsty…”
Tang Cheng entered the shop and was about to drink some water when suddenly his heart jolted violently. His entire vascular system dilated, and his eyes immediately blurred.
“Not again…”
Clutching his chest, struggling to breathe, he collapsed onto the ground. A wave of pain even stronger than last time engulfed his body. Tang Cheng understood this meant the zombie virus inside him was stirring again.
“It’s all because I just jinxed it…”
Enduring the excruciating pain, he struggled to crawl on the floor and dragged some tables and chairs to tightly barricade the door, fearing Tang Wanyue would come looking for him—only to find him already turned into a flesh-eating zombie.
“So cold…”
Leaning against the barricade, his body shook violently. Saliva uncontrollably dripped from his mouth. His blurred eyes finally succumbed to the unbearable pain and went completely dark.
“Farewell, this world…”
Time continued to pass as usual.
The LED clock hanging on the wall quietly displayed the time.
One day.
Two days.
…
Five days.
Finally, the youth leaning against the tables and chairs stirred slightly; the ring finger on his right hand twitched faintly.
His previously blue-gray face gradually regained color, and his trembling eyes opened slightly.
The same chandelier hung overhead, and sunlight outside the building filtered softly through the glass, gently illuminating the table inside the room. It was morning.
Feeling a bit weak, he sat up from the floor and looked around the familiar shop—nothing had changed.
“Am I… alive again?”
He looked around in disbelief, but his vision was exceptionally clear. How to describe it—everything in sight suddenly became incredibly detailed, sharp and distinct. This was an unprecedented clarity, as if his eyesight had suddenly multiplied!
Looking up, he focused on a wall more than ten meters away inside the shop. A tiny spider, no bigger than a mosquito, stood quietly in the corner. At this moment, its slender legs could be seen with perfect clarity!
“No way, since when did my eyesight get this good?”
Looking around, which now seemed magnified, Tang Cheng clearly felt his vision had become extraordinarily sharp—something far beyond what a human could possess! Even many visual animals couldn’t reach this level of capability!
“Is the virus evolving me?”
The last time he fainted and woke up, he had felt a huge increase in strength; this time it was his vision multiplying. Could it be that the zombie virus inside him, while seeming to torture him unbearably, was actually constantly strengthening and transforming his body?
He was no longer human, that was for sure. But he wasn’t just an ordinary zombie either. He was subtly evolving toward a more advanced species.