Chapter 237: Daytime Zombies, Dark Night Devil
Chen Xinlu and two other people, carrying baskets, walked along the spiral staircase all the way to the central area of the underground nuclear bunker.
The bleak white light tubes flickered faintly on the top of the air-raid shelter, and there were no living facilities in the empty space.
Here, several groups of guys who were obviously dressed as reincarnations formed small groups and occupied several areas of the circular hall. They were either squatting, standing, or sitting on the ground, seemingly resting.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the three women suddenly appear.
"The reincarnation who just descended?" "It looks like it should be." "Fuck, that woman has a hot body!" "Damn, she's really good..."
Three beauties suddenly appeared in the apocalyptic wasteland.
This caused everyone to whisper to each other.
"Tevez, did you kill him?"
A man with a neat beard stood up, stared at the half basket of mushrooms in Jiang Yixia's hand, and asked.
"Well, how is it?"
Jiang Yixia shrugged and said.
"Do you want to avenge him?"
Li Xingxian turned his head to look at the man who was speaking, and there was a hint of fire in his big black eyes.
"No, that's not what I meant."
The man shook his head and explained:
"But you shouldn't kill him. He is different from us. He is not a reincarnation from outside. The Resident Evil movie universe is his anchor world. He knows it very well and knows the location of every shelter. He dropped the anchor of the world before the Resident Evil movie universe became what it is now."
Jiang Yixia glanced at the man's lower body, which made him feel uneasy for no reason. He said lazily:
"Oh, so you offered him your ass for this information and intelligence?"
"You..." The man's face changed.
"Hahahahahaha!"
A burst of malicious laughter broke out around.
Li Xingxian also chuckled:
"Asha, you are so vicious."
Chen Xinlu remained silent.
The three of them checked the man's body and found nothing about the map except the revolver. If what the man said was true, then there was only one possibility, that he had stored all the intelligence information in his mind... Oh, what a trouble!
"Ahem."
Chen Xinlu coughed lightly and said:
"So apart from that 'Tevis', there are no other local reincarnations here?"
She was greeted by silence.
A slightly awkward silence.
This is a group of strangers with their own agenda.
No one showed any intention of answering her question.
Asha is really too unruly, making the atmosphere so awkward... Chen Xinlu thought to herself, of course, she would not admit that she was also like this when she was possessed by Dormammu's power.
Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded:
"This is Shelter No. 109. It is said that this is a fixed place where foreign reincarnations often land. Because foreign reincarnations often clash with local reincarnations, there are gradually fewer locals left."
Chen Xinlu looked in the direction where the sound came from.
He was a tall and thin man wrapped in cloth and wearing a pair of sunglasses, looking like a mummy.
His accent is a bit strange, his pronunciation is a bit awkward, and there is a hissing sound in his throat.
Chen Xinlu nodded.
It is not difficult to guess that the Resident Evil movie universe has become what it is now. No reincarnation would want to stay here. Those who are capable have earned enough points for the second world anchor and left. Only the incompetent are left here. Such local snakes will inevitably be unable to defeat the powerful dragon.
Seeing that this strange man seemed to be easy to communicate with, Chen Xinlu did not question his identity and ability, but asked:
"So what is the current situation of Shelter 109?"
The tall and thin weirdo explained in a hoarse voice:
"This is a shelter with few resources. The underground is quite humid, so we can collect some water and find some naturally grown fungi and mutant ants. These two are confirmed to be edible. Apart from that, there is nothing else we can use."
He pointed to the top of his head:
"Outside is a city ruin called 'Dark Night Forest'. This area is the base of the 'Night Demons'. Fortunately, the defense of the shelter is still strong, and the Night Demons dare not move around during the day, so we are at least safe for now."
"Night Demon?"
Chen Xinlu asked with a frown.
"Dark Seeker."
Another person interrupted and said:
"The official name of that kind of zombie is 'Dark Seekers'. 'Night Devil' is a popular name that comes from the movie 'I Am Legend' starring Will Smith. You should have heard of it."
Chen Xinlu nodded.
Dark Seekers are also not zombies in the traditional sense. They are similar to "vampires" among zombies. They are afraid of sunlight, hide during the day and come out at night. They are not slow and staggering. On the contrary, due to the accelerated metabolism, their muscle tissue becomes abnormally developed, and they possess explosive power far beyond that of ordinary people. At the same time, they are also accompanied by a bloodthirsty tendency similar to rabies.
As for intelligence, referring to the zombie leader in the movie who knows how to use the dummies in the clothing store to set traps to capture the protagonist, the intelligence of some individuals should be much higher than that of wild beasts, reaching the level of primitive people.
Chen Xinlu looked around at the weapons in the hands of the reincarnationists, modern weapons of various calibers, and said:
"Although the zombies in I Am Legend are much stronger than ordinary zombies, they shouldn't be so strong that even the Reincarnators can't defeat them. Why are you hiding here?"
"Humph!" The bearded man snorted coldly:
"The only local guide who knew the map was killed by you. Go? Where to go? There is no map and no guide. There is a desert outside the Dark Night Forest. If we can't find food and water, we will die outside sooner or later. It's better to stay here."
The bearded man had an expression that said, "It's all your fault."
Jiang Yixia was about to lose his temper but was held down by Chen Xinlu.
She asked another question:
"What if we go to the ruins of the city, the so-called 'Dark Night Forest', to look for water and food?"
The person who just interrupted took over the conversation and said:
"The virus that the Dark Seekers are infected with can be spread through droplets. Of course, we can beat them, but who dares to fight them? The hero in the movie is fine because he has natural antibodies that are one in a billion. After the virus spread in the movie, 90% of the people on Earth died, and the remaining 9% became Dark Seekers. Only 1% of people are naturally immune. Who dares to bet that they are that 1%?"
I understand. Chen Xinlu nodded secretly.
The problem lies with the Eye of Prophecy.
The reincarnations present did not have the Eye of Prophecy, nor did they have the habit of storing biochemical epidemic prevention equipment in their space equipment in advance like Chen Xinlu and the others. When they suddenly arrived in the Resident Evil movie universe, they naturally could only hide in the shelter and refused to go out.
The three women felt something and looked at each other.
It's best not to tell anyone that you're wearing an AIM protective suit. Although you're not afraid of these scumbags in front of you, there's no need to be attacked by everyone.
A reincarnationist looked at the three women and laughed loudly,
"Don't worry, girls. I came in with a car. I'm different from these losers. I've experienced the reincarnation world of zombies. It's an off-road vehicle modified with an anti-collision grille and a bulldozer. It's a Ford Raptor F150. It has a 3.5T V6 engine. It's big enough for the three of you to have fun in the back seat."
This was a middle-aged white man with a thick neck and red skin. He had long brown wolf-tail hair, gray-blue eyes, and a square scarf tied around his neck. He muttered a suggestion:
"This shelter has no resources. We can't stay here for long and will have to leave sooner or later. Why don't you wait until tomorrow morning and follow me? The four of us will go all out and have a good time in this damn place cursed by God, hehe."
The three women rolled their eyes.
Stupid Southern Americans, these rednecks are so fucking greasy... Li Xingxian thought.
He has entered the reincarnation world but still keeps talking about "God". There is no hope... Chen Xinlu thought.
I do want to go all out, but not with you... Jiang Yixia thought.
"I'm not interested. Go and have fun by yourself."
Chen Xinlu waved her hand and prepared to contact Fu Qinghai.
"Hello!"
At this time, a provocative voice sounded.
The three women turned their heads and saw a white man with tattoos all over his face.
He leaned lazily against the wall and raised his chin:
"Has anyone ever said that you talk in a very arrogant way, woman?"
"You keep asking questions all day long. Aren't you annoying? Do you like to instruct others so much? Do I need you to teach me how to play in the reincarnation world? Who the hell are you? I just like to hide here and not go out. What's your business?"
"Wow." Jiang Yixia clenched his fists and smiled.
"I hope your mouth stinks like this when you die."
The white man had two rows of thick belts crisscrossing his lean body, each containing a "bullet" as big as a bomb. He raised the gun in his hand - a black metal long-barreled rifle with a sight, and shouted:
"Come on, who's afraid of who?"
The atmosphere is tense and the battle is about to break out.
The weirdo at the beginning quickly came out to smooth things over:
"Everyone, stop fighting among yourselves."
A reincarnation laughed and hoped that the world would not be in chaos:
"Fight, let them fight. This is a survival mission anyway. Killing people will neither reward points nor deduct points. The small shelter cannot support so many people. A few deaths will just save some water and food."
At this time, a reincarnation came down from the upper floor. Seeing the confrontation between the crowd, he could not help but say with some dissatisfaction:
"Hey, what the hell are you doing? It's almost nightfall, the night demons are about to start moving, and you still have the time to quarrel here? I'm done with my shift, it's your turn."
Chen Xinlu shook her head slightly and held down her teammates. The thin white man snorted coldly and put down his gun. Seeing that the fighting could not start, everyone relaxed a little.
Seeing that the situation had eased a little, the weirdo who had been acting as a peacemaker stood up and said,
"Then I will be on duty tonight."
Everyone present looked on coldly.
No one spoke.
But no one expressed any objection.
Just take it as a tacit agreement. The tall and thin man shrugged and walked to the upper level of the nuclear bunker.
…
The exit of the underground nuclear bunker is above a straight vertical shaft, which is a narrow shaft that is 500 meters long.
Through a palm-sized, several-meter-thick bulletproof glass window, one can observe the scene outside the nuclear bunker and roughly judge the weather and time.
This is neither a duty room nor a security booth. There is only a ladder built against the wall and nothing to lean on.
Therefore, no reincarnation is willing to come on duty to stand guard.
The weirdo struggled to climb to the top of the shaft and looked out through the window.
As the sun sets, its afterglow spreads over the desolate land.
There is also sunlight and ultraviolet rays.
The time has not come yet.
Strange thought.
The time to close the net has not yet come.
…
The sun has set.
Night slowly fell over the dry earth.
The breeze blew and the dry grass trembled.
Dense black shadows, like surging waves, quietly emerged from the ruins of the city. Each of them was as pale as paper, naked, with sharp teeth in their mouths, no hair on their bodies, protruding ribs, but with fine capillaries floating on their skin.
Dark Seeker.
The tall zombie in the lead led a few howling zombie hounds - also hairless, naked dogs. He led his group of zombies across sand dunes and hillsides to the entrance of the underground nuclear bunker.
All the zombies gathered around this solid steel shaft. Except for the tall leader, the other zombies were all restless and agitated, their shoulders bumping against each other, saliva constantly dripping from their mouths as they roared softly.
"Crack…"
There was the sound of a metal winch turning.
The zombie leader's eyes lit up.
The zombies around became even more agitated.
Here it comes, the planned carnival is coming again.
The familiar trap once again yielded its prey.
A drink of plasma, a carnival of flesh and blood.
The gear goes from being locked to being loosened, and the threads twist round and round.
Finally, after waiting for a full quarter of an hour.
The cylindrical door leading to the underground nuclear bunker slowly opened, revealing a dark wellhead.
The strange man wrapped in cloth stretched out half of his body, opened his mouth, and roared at the zombie leader in the same way:
"roar--"
The two sides kept communicating with meaningless growls, and finally, with a loud roar from the zombie leader to the sky in the dark, the zombie hounds took the lead, and all the zombies followed closely behind. From a distance, the horde of zombies looked like sewage poured into a manhole cover, rushing into the underground nuclear bunker.
…
The reincarnations each occupied a small area, and were wary of the people around them. No one dared to fall asleep.
"Hiss…"
The simple light strip hanging from the ceiling suddenly flickered twice and then went out completely.
The entire rotunda was plunged into darkness.
"What's going on?"
Someone suddenly stood up and asked.
"Could it be a short circuit?"
The reincarnation near the exit turned on the flashlight.
The light just came on...
"Bang…Roar!"
The whole person was overwhelmed by the zombies that pounced on him.
"Aaaaaa——"
The man screamed like a woman.
"Da da da da da!"
The flames from the muzzle tore through the darkness.
"Night Demon! The Night Demon is coming, hurry...ah!"
The victim's screams stopped abruptly.
"Hiss…ho, ho, ho—"
The sound of flesh being torn apart was drowned out by the roar.
In an instant, the entire rotunda.
Darkness, flickering, killing, sinking...
"Jiu——"
A flash of red light flashed in the darkness.
Instantly pierced through a series of dark seekers.
Chen Xinlu and the other two came up from the bottom floor. The good position near the exit had already been occupied by other people, so the only position they chose was close to the bottom floor, which led to the three of them becoming the targets of the zombies' attack in the end.
"Go, retreat downwards!"
As soon as the zombie invasion broke out, Chen Xinlu tried his best to avoid the fight and pulled two teammates to retreat to the bottom floor.
As the reincarnationists said:
If there is no protection against a virus that is spread by droplets and aerosols, even if you win, you will still be infected. What's the point of fighting?
The three of them took out their AIM protective suits, put them on, and ran back the way they came. Jiang Yixia asked impatiently,
"Have you contacted him?"
Chen Xinlu's face was heavy:
"Not yet, he hasn't touched the crystal of true knowledge."
Li Xingxian turned around and waved his hand to sprinkle a cloud of powder. Then he pulled with both hands, and a wall of fire composed of blazing flames instantly appeared, blocking the way of several zombies.
"I don't have many spell materials left, and the fire wall can only last for three minutes!"
The black-robed witch shouted.
Chen Xinlu looked anxious and shouted in his heart:
Touch it, touch the crystal, you bastard!
…
The Leman Rust tank and the Trojan logistics vehicle were parked on the top of the hill, overlooking the entire ruins, motionless.
After nightfall, the zombies in the city ruins became restless and sent out several small groups of zombies to test the situation.
Fu Qinghai saw everything that happened under the cover of night.
Because the bodies of these zombies are emitting heat.
They are living creatures, Fu Qinghai thought.
He sat on the Diaoyutai so calmly that he even had the leisure to make himself a cup of Reka coffee and sip it on the dashboard.
Although many people think that this appearance style with dense rivets, exposed tracks and square edges is both stupid and not sci-fi, Fu Qinghai personally likes the armored vehicles of the Human Empire.
They don't have the high-speed anti-gravity suspension of the Star Wars space tank, nor do they have the sci-fi split tracks of the Halo space tank, but they have a violent aesthetic that can best stimulate men's primitive desires - multi-turret cult.
Warhammer 40K rationalized the multi-turret doctrine. All vehicles of the Human Empire, whether flying in the sky or running on the ground, are staunch supporters of the multi-turret doctrine. The Leman Rust tank is only the backbone of the Imperial Guard, not a high-end force, but it has the following weapon slots:
a twin-linked heavy bolter on the left and a twin-barreled heavy flamethrower on the right, forming two side-mounted slots, a main turret equipped with a battle cannon, a laser cannon as a secondary gun on the front of the vehicle, and a storm bolter coaxial with the main gun. That's not all, a heavy lumberjack can be installed on the top of the turret.
The cold and hard style of multi-turret cult + riveted steel plate iron shoes.
Fu Qinghai couldn't help but let out a "gee gee gee" laugh.
"All, all, all…"
The twin-linked heavy bomb was the first to emit a meter-long muzzle flame.
However, soon Fu Qinghai could no longer laugh.
When the tenth zombie was torn to pieces.
The reincarnation world prompts point rewards.
1 o'clock.
Fu Qinghai suddenly realized that he had suffered a huge loss.
To assimilate a heavy bomb, he needs at least 10 to 15 assimilation points, and ten zombies give 1 assimilation point. That heavy bomb must kill at least a hundred zombies to just break even, and there is still no profit.
No wonder so many reincarnations regard the Resident Evil movie universe as a nightmare. It's not just a matter of survival difficulties. Even if they spend a huge price to assimilate a bunch of survival supplies, it will be a pure loss in the end. They just spend a lot of money to buy a chance to pass the level.
Just like in the horror movie universe, it's purely a matter of overcoming difficulties.
"Qingming, cease fire, cease fire!"
Fu Qinghai shouted hurriedly.
The twin heavy bombers on the left were shut down.
The heat dissipation hole glowed slightly red, and a wisp of white smoke came out of it.
Four or five zombies attacked in groups, and in the end only a male zombie with missing arms and legs was left. He covered his severed wound which was gushing with blue blood, and limped towards the ruins of the city.
It was as if Fu Qinghai deliberately released one back to report the news.
Full of provocation.
Fu Qinghai picked up the coffee, took a sip, and shook his head.
I didn't mean that.
After savoring the bitter and strange taste of the Reka coffee, Fu Qinghai suddenly remembered that he still had a crystal of true knowledge, so he reached out to pick it up from the floor and prepared to put it on the dashboard, and just at the moment when his fingers touched the crystal ball.
There was a loud explosion in my mind.
He "saw" that Chen Xinlu and the other two girls were fleeing in an underground facility, with pale zombies chasing them and roaring violently.
Fu Qinghai: "…"
Why are you three always running for your lives?
Fu Qinghai remained silent.
Chen Xinlu said angrily:
"What are you looking at? Come and save me!"
Why does she seem to be acting a bit like a spoiled child?
Fu Qinghai put down the coffee cup and leaned back. The Blue Shell Power Armor had already opened its arms to welcome him.
"Open the door."
Fu Qinghai said lightly.
"Hiss…"
A dimensional portal with golden and red sparks flashing appeared in the tank.
…
The reincarnations in Shelter No. 109 were caught off guard by the sudden arrival of the zombie horde. They had no time to organize an effective defense and were overwhelmed by the tide of zombies.
The strange man still wrapped in cloth strips was also among them.
He roared excitedly, and tore off the cloth wrapped around his face and chest, revealing skin that was exactly the same as the Dark Seeker's, pale and slightly transparent, with tiny, dense blue-red blood vessels faintly visible. He slapped a seriously injured and dying Reincarnator to the ground, opened his jaw to an exaggerated angle, and yelled at the side of his face:
"Do you think we are monkeys without intelligence? Do you think we are zombies that can be slaughtered at will?"
"No! We are the masters of the new world, we are the kings of the night, and you are the dregs left over from the old era!"
His saliva sprayed on the reincarnation's face.
The dying Reincarnator, covered in blood, wiped his face with difficulty, coughed up blood and gasped as he said,
"The Reincarnator who taught you to speak human language must be a huge idiot."
After saying this, he fell down and died.
Countless zombies rushed past him using their hands and feet.
…
The lowest level of the underground nuclear bunker.
This is a dead end.
Apart from the collapsed water tower and rusted pipes, there was only dirty black sludge all over the ground. This is where Chen Xinlu and the other two landed.
From the crackling spark gate, an armored warrior nearly three meters tall, holding a chainsword, slowly stepped out.
The zombies that swarmed here suddenly stopped in unison.
Perhaps the less intelligent a creature is, the more it can feel something like "killing intent".
The scarlet goggles lit up, and with a "buzz", the chain saw started.
Fu Qinghai patted Jiang Yixia's perky butt through the yellow protective suit:
"Chen Xinlu followed me, Jiang Yixia and Li Xingxian hid in the tank."
Jiang Yixia snorted lightly and took Li Xingxian into the dimensional gate.
After hesitating for a while, the zombies finally decided to pounce.
Fu Qinghai stepped forward and raised his chainsword.
"Swish…Swish——"
The sword swept across, and a row of upper bodies flew up in unison.
Blood plasma and minced meat instantly covered the blade of Qing Zhiya's sword and Fu Qinghai's breastplate.
Fu Qinghai walked up.
Chen Xinlu followed closely behind.
…
The last Reincarnator who resisted stubbornly was overwhelmed by the zombies, and the black long-handled rifle in his hand fell to the ground.
The zombie that could speak human language, the smart individual who had infiltrated the reincarnations as an insider, the dark seeker with some strips of cloth remaining on his body, suddenly raised his head and saw the sudden change in the battle situation ahead.
There were too many of our people crowded in the circular hall, shoulder to shoulder, so crowded that it was impossible to see what was happening under the obstruction. All we could see was...
Broken corpses kept flying up, blood splattered like rain, and with the sound of "hissing and buzzing", dark seekers fell down in groups, and blood mixed with broken bones and minced meat splattered in all directions.
Fu Qinghai was like a hammer drill inserted into the flesh and blood soil, or a clipper piercing into the sea of zombies. Once he no longer had to fear the virus, he would charge forward with his sword, and the zombies would be like the soil that was plowed up and thrown away, or the waves that were split and splashed.
The pale zombies, fearless of death, rushed forward one after another, surrounding him from all sides. He opened his mouth to bite, his teeth broke on the arm armor, and rushed forward fiercely, his head hit the leg armor and cracked it.
Fu Qinghai was even too lazy to draw his gun, nor did he need to consider any skills. The Blue Fang's always sharp and unworn curved hook teeth spun into an unclear and blurred sword edge, which was used to deal with armorless units like zombies. If they were touched, they would die, and if they were touched, they would shatter.
The Astartes meat grinder was turned on at full power and quickly killed all the dark seekers who had entered the underground nuclear bunker.
He doesn't get tired.
"Weirdo" thought blankly.
Fu Qinghai grabbed the zombie leader's neck with one hand and lifted up the two-meter-tall special zombie. He pulled the Blue Fang out of his chest, the teeth stopped rotating, and the tips of the teeth hooked out a bunch of wriggling internal organs.
At this point, the last zombie died.
Fu Qinghai turned and looked at the "weirdo".
Look at this zombie that can wear clothes.
He fell to the ground, took a few steps back in horror, and his pale face covered with blood vessels was filled with shock and disbelief.
"Don't come over here, don't come over here..."
"I, I, I, I'm not afraid of you!"
"We are the Night Demons, we are the masters of the night, we are the masters of the new world, we are the new humans, you monster, monster!"
"clang——"
Fu Qinghai killed the nagging zombie with one sword.
Night demon?
In Fu Qinghai's mind, there are only two legions that can be called "Night Demons".
Night Lords and Raven Guard.
What kind of hanging thing are you?
......
Thanks to book friend 20170712185302434, Xiji, Bililili Niang, and book friend 20210420215059171 for their rewards.
(End of this chapter)