Chapter 1534 How Terrifying Is the Primeval Forest at Night?

The zombie boar charges over at this critical moment.

Zhu Ziming yelled: "Throw the black bear carcass on the ground!"

Sun Peng and Wen Qian were entangled. This was the biggest gain of their trip, a large animal that they had hunted with great difficulty.

"Quick! I'm almost dead and I can't bear to do this. Throw it at those zombie wild boars!" Seeing that the two of them hadn't made any move, Zhu Ziming was so angry that his heart ached.

He rushed over in two or three steps and said, "Get out of the way!"

Together, the three of them threw the black bear carcass, which weighed three hundred kilograms, toward the back.

They were halfway up the mountain, and the black bear body was thrown down. It rolled down and hit a zombie boar at the front.

"Why are you still standing there! Run!" Zhu Ziming saw Wen Qian still looking at the zombie boar behind him and slapped him on the shoulder.

"run!"

Wang Jing and the others who were following behind were shocked.

He ran frantically up the mountain for fear of being overtaken by a zombie boar if he ran too slowly.

While running, Zhu Ziming glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all the zombie wild boars behind him had stopped and were gnawing around the black bear carcass.

Lao Meng and Tian Shiming, who were supporting Xie Zihao, directly lifted Xie Zihao up and sprinted madly up the mountain.

They ran and charged as fast as they could.

After climbing to the top of this mountain, everyone's backs were soaked, as if they had been fished out of water.

Wang Jing looked behind, stopped, and shouted to the front:

"Huhu-Brother Zhu, it seems those zombie wild boars haven't caught up with us."

After everyone heard her words, they all looked down the mountain. When they saw that the zombie boar did not catch up, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn’t catch up, which is great.

Lao Meng and Tian Shiming, who were carrying Xie Zihao, put Xie Zihao on the ground, then sat on the ground and gasped for air.

It was going uphill, and the two of them were carrying someone, which was very tiring.

Moreover, there were many thorns and leaves on the road, which made their arms red and itchy.

After Zhu Ziming took two breaths, he said to everyone:

"I just saw at least seven or eight zombie boars, and there may be more. The black bear carcass will probably be eaten up in a short time. The zombie boars have a very sensitive sense of smell. Maybe those zombie boars are chasing us now. , we must return to the shelter as soon as possible!"

"Everyone get up!"

When he saw the state of Lao Meng and Tian Shiming, he said to Sun Peng and Wen Qian:

"Sun Peng, Wen Qian, you take Lao Meng's place and take Zihao back to the shelter."

Sun Peng and Wen Qian were silent. Talking at this time was a waste of energy.

The two of them directly lifted Xie Zihao up and walked down the mountain.

Their current location was not far from their shelter, on the opposite mountain.

As long as you descend this high mountain, cross the river valley, and climb two hundred meters up, you can reach the shelter.

"Walk!"

Zhu Ziming carried the crossbow and ran down the mountain.

Everyone follows.

Because everyone was worried that there were zombie boars chasing behind them, they all ran as fast as they could.

They arrived at the shelter at 5:10 in the evening, twenty minutes before dark.

Originally, Zhu Ziming was worried that they might not be able to return to the shelter before dark, but he didn't expect that they would be able to return early because they were being chased by zombie boars.

Two people were left in the shelter to deal with the carcasses of hunted animals. When they saw Wen Qian and Sun Peng carrying Xie Zihao, their expressions changed greatly.

Fu Yining put down the charcoal fire in his hand and ran over. Seeing Xie Zihao's eyes closed and his face pale, he exclaimed: "What's going on?"

Sun Peng said with an ugly face: "We hunted a black bear weighing several hundred kilograms, but suddenly a leopard ran out and was attacked behind."

Long Wenjing saw Wang Jing kneeling on the ground and hurried over to help her up.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Somewhat exhausted."

They had just said a few words when Zhu Ziming shouted:

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up to the shelter and get in!"

He was still worried that the group of zombie wild boars behind him would catch up. After everyone heard Zhu Ziming's words, they got up without any nonsense and walked to the underground shelter.

"Wang Jing, wait a minute." Zhu Ziming stopped Wang Jing.

"I remember there were two bottles of medical alcohol. Give me one."

Wang Jing opened the backpack on her back, took out the bottle of medical alcohol that was used for Xie Zihao, and handed it over.

"No, I want the unopened bottle and the spray too."

Wang Jing instantly understood what he was going to do, which was to spray alcohol nearby to prevent the zombie boar's keen sense of smell from finding them.

But spraying it with medical alcohol is too luxurious!

"Quick, we don't have that much time. If it's just zombies, we can still fight them, but we can't beat this zombie boar!"

After hearing Zhu Ziming's words, Wang Jing immediately handed over the unused bottle of medical alcohol and spray.

Zhu Ziming unscrewed the bottle cap, plugged in the spray tube, looked down the mountain, took the alcohol spray and sprayed it on the road they just walked, and also sprayed it around the shelter.

Sizzling—sizzling—sizzling—

A whole bottle of medical alcohol was sprayed out. This is medical alcohol worth a full 10 points. In just a moment, one bottle was used up.

Even if it was Zhu Ziming, he was also a little heartbroken.

He sprayed very quickly, and it took only two minutes to finish.

After spraying, he walked into the shelter.

Their shelter on the hillside was sunken. At night, some zombies would climb trees, and it was more troublesome to build a shelter on the tree, which was far less simple than building it on the ground.

For this shelter, they first dug a pit nearly two meters deep, and then piled more than a dozen thick wood on the pit. The whole shelter was in the shape of a triangle.

The wood was directly pressed on the soil dug up below, and the entrance below was dug more than one meter down. The entrance was not big, and you had to drill down to enter.

After laying a layer of thick trees on the top, they laid a layer of waterproof cloth on it, and then laid several layers of leaves and moss. If you just look at it from the outside, you can't tell that there is a shelter here at all. It is very secretive.

And because it is a sunken shelter, except for the top, the rest of the shelter is under the soil, so the defense is also relatively strong.

After Zhu Ziming climbed into the shelter, he pushed down a row of wooden stakes on the side.

The shelter was completely closed.

It was a bit stuffy underground, but they dug a few bowl-sized holes next to them and inserted telescopic iron pipes into them to serve as ventilation channels.

A light was lit, illuminating the dim underground shelter.

"Xie Zihao has a fever, and his forehead is very hot." Fu Yining touched Xie Zihao's forehead and said to everyone.

Wang Jing held the light in her hand and shone it on Xie Zihao's head.

"I have antipyretic medicine in my backpack, you feed him one." Wang Jing said to Fu Yining.

Zhu Ziming retracted his gaze, held the crossbow tightly, and sat at the exit.

"Brother Zhu, do you think those zombie boars will find us?" Wen Qian sat opposite Zhu Ziming and asked with a frightened look on his face.

"I don't know."

"If the zombie boars come, can our shelter withstand it?"

"I don't know."

Zhu Ziming really didn't know. Generally speaking, animals or people infected by the zombie virus will lose consciousness and can only retain some instincts.

This kind of zombie boars like to dig holes before being infected, and they still like to dig holes after becoming zombie boars.

If the group of zombie boars really find this place and dig holes in their shelter, this shelter may not be able to withstand it.

But he has no other choice.

Do your best and leave it to fate.

Escape back to the shelter is the best choice.

They can't beat them head-on, and climbing up the tree in the middle of the night is not possible. The zombie monkeys will bite them to death in minutes.

It's even more impossible to run back to the trading market overnight. It's too late.

After sitting down, Zhu Ziming felt a burning pain in his arm.

When he raised his arm, he found that when he was running just now, he didn't know what sharp leaves had cut his arm, leaving two blood marks.

He didn't care about the two faint bloodstains.

This kind of wound will heal quickly.

But he was worried that the zombie boar would smell the blood easily, so he picked up the dry soil on the ground and rubbed it on the wound.

There was silence in the shelter.

Maybe more than ten minutes had passed, or maybe half an hour had passed.

The night fell, the stars were hidden behind the thick clouds, and the breath of death was quietly filled in the darkness of the primeval forest. The trees were intertwined like ghosts, as if they were the claws of endless darkness, stretching in all directions.

In this primeval forest of the end of the world, zombie animals became the most terrifying masters of the night.

Roar! Aww!

Their roars broke the silence, and every vibration of their throats was like the whisper of the god of death, causing endless panic in the hearts of Zhu Ziming and others hiding in the underground shelter.

In this small space, their breathing almost stopped, time froze here, and every second was extremely long. On the walls of the shelter, the mottled lights struggled to emit dim light, providing them with a faint comfort.

"Turn off the light!" Zhu Ziming said in a low voice, looking at the light deep in the shelter.

He was worried that the light would shine out from the gaps in the shelter, and he wanted to minimize the possibility of being discovered by the zombie animals.

"But." Wang Jing didn't want to turn it off. In this atmosphere, if the lights were turned off, everyone would be more scared.

"Turn it off, take turns to rest, Wen Qian and I will be on duty first, you can sleep as much as possible, and we will return to the trading market at dawn tomorrow."

"Alas" Wang Jing sighed and turned off the lights silently.

Everyone in the shelter was swallowed by the darkness, and their hearts were like being clenched by a pair of hands.

They didn't know whether the zombie boars would find them. In this tense and uneasy mood, they all had difficulty falling asleep.

Time passed slowly, three hours later.

"Wen Qian, Wen Qian"

"Hmm? What's wrong with Brother Zhu?" Wen Qian's voice was a little sleepy.

In the darkness, Zhu Ziming whispered, "Turn on the flashlight, let Sun Peng take turns with you, and go to sleep for a while."

Wen Qian asked, "What about you?"

"I'm not sleepy, just let him come over."

"Okay." Wen Qian didn't say much, turned on the flashlight, shielded it with his hand, and only shone a little light. With the weak light, he walked to Sun Peng's side.

"Old Sun, go help me take the shift."

Sun Peng was awakened from his half-asleep state, and it took him a few seconds to react to where he was now.

His whole body tensed up instantly, "Okay."

He yawned, picked up the spear leaning against the wall, tiptoed, bent over and came to the entrance.

Sit on the ground.

Rustle!

Suddenly, there was a sound of trampling leaves around.

Then there was a roar.

Zhu Ziming's eyelids twitched twice when he heard the sound. He held his breath, raised the compound crossbow in his hand, and aimed at the entrance.

Sun Peng, who had just sat down, also raised the spear in his hand. Once the wooden door was knocked open, he would immediately stab the spear.

No matter what it is, stab it first.

Oh! Chirp!

A strange cry came from outside.

"What is this?" Sun Peng asked in a low voice.

"Hush, it might be a monkey." Zhu Ziming said with a serious face.

There are many monkeys in the Dabie Mountains. If it is an ordinary monkey, it is okay and there is no threat.

But if it is a zombie monkey, it is too scary.

The zombie monkeys jumping down from the trees are not much different from the zombies climbing the walls.

However, these zombie monkeys rarely appear during the day, and they usually come out at night.

Otherwise, they don't dare to come out to hunt just for these zombie monkeys.

In the end times, if you go into the mountains to hunt and catch large animals, you can make a fortune.

But the gains are proportional to the risks. In this primeval forest, there are dangers everywhere.

There was a sharp cry outside, the sound of leaves and branches snapping, and the sound of branches being stepped on.

During this period, they didn't dare to go out, and they didn't even dare to open the wooden stakes to see what was happening outside.

Everyone woke up, holding their weapons, ready to fight at any time.

But after more than half an hour, the sound gradually became smaller.

They looked at each other, not knowing what was going on outside.

After another two hours, there was no movement outside.

After this, they couldn't sleep at all. It was extremely difficult to endure the night.

In the long night, they endured until dawn.

"What time is it?" Wen Qian, who had not slept all night, asked in a hoarse voice.

Zhu Ziming picked up the flashlight and shone it on the watch on his wrist. It was 7:30.

"It's 7:30, it's dawn, don't move for now, I'll go check it out first." Zhu Ziming said.

After that, he turned the horizontal bolt on the wooden stake and gently pushed the wooden stake door up a small gap.

The golden light shone through the gaps in the dense branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadows.

On the ground, the thick fallen leaves were yellow and fragile.

It was quiet, there was no singing of birds, no footsteps of animals, only the occasional slight sound of branches breaking, breaking the silence.

The air was filled with the smell of soil and dead leaves, and a strong smell of zombie rot.

He pushed the wooden stake door and the gap slowly widened. There were no zombies or zombie animals in his sight.

But he still didn't dare to let down his guard. He carefully observed for a while and waited for about ten minutes. After confirming that there was no problem, he walked out.

Sun Peng opened the door so that Zhu Ziming could return at any time.

After Zhu Ziming walked out, he looked back immediately.

He saw some civet fur and bones left under the tree 20 meters away to the right.

Zhu Ziming squatted down, looked at the fur hanging on the tree, and frowned.

"What's going on? Civets and monkeys fighting?"

Civets and monkeys basically feed on fruits. Now they are fighting, which means that one of them must be infected.

"Brother Zhu, what's going on?" Sun Peng walked out and asked.

Zhu Ziming shook his head and said, "It's okay, let everyone pack up and go back to the trading market."

(Seeking monthly tickets) (End of this chapter)