Chapter 249 Extra: Parallel Universe (6)
The weather was just right on the day Rong Yuan chose, with a suitable wind direction and a slightly strong wind, but Rong Yuan didn't care about the slight discomfort in his body. He stretched the altitude to nearly 6,000 meters. Most birds would not fly so high, and the houses on the ground were just large and small blocks in his eyes. Sometimes he could see flocks of birds flying below his body.
In the news, some people have spotted zombie animals, but there has been no news of zombie birds. During the flight, Rong Yuan also remained vigilant, but did not encounter any unexpected dangers.
Rong Yuan, who always encounters obstacles big and small no matter what he does, sincerely feels that he is definitely blessed with a lucky aura in this world.
In the past, the highest record for hang gliding flight was only four or five hundred kilometers, but this time Rong Yuan abandoned his original simple engine and exchanged it for a new engine from the Merit Mall. In this way, the maximum speed could reach two hundred kilometers per hour. He glided for more than eight hundred kilometers before slowly landing in T City.
In different parallel worlds, not only Rong Yuan's personal life has changed, but other aspects will also be more or less different, such as urban architecture, road planning, people's living habits, etc. As Rong Yuan's influence on this world grows, these differences become more obvious. Therefore, at this time, Rong Yuan's experience in the original world is not applicable. What he can rely on is the information collected by "Rong Yuan" in this world in the early stage.
Rong Yuan landed on a golf course in a resort. He memorized the terrain and the distribution of zombies in his mind as he was landing. The landing made little noise, and only a few zombies nearby were startled and turned around and walked over slowly.
The original "Rong Yuan" had observed the zombies' movements in advance and made detailed records. Zombies have very poor vision, and can only sense weak light at most, but their hearing and sense of smell are very sensitive. They move very slowly during the day, as if they were drowsy from the sun, and just keep gathering in places where there are sounds or bloody smells. But once someone approaches within a range of about three meters, the zombies will suddenly become as swift as wolves as if awakened, and pounce at an astonishing speed. At night, they are much more sensitive, and their movement speed is about the same as that of ordinary people walking fast, and their "hatred range" will also expand by one to three times.
It was still evening, the setting sun was blood-red, and the zombies were not moving fast, but there were more zombies than at noon. Rong Yuan took off his cumbersome hang glider and quickly chopped down several zombies with a knife. He was very strong and moved like the wind. He had also systematically learned martial arts, and these zombies were like children who had just learned to walk in front of him. After dealing with the zombies blocking the road, Rong Yuan followed the travel guide to find a parking place for tourists. Most people who come to such places to play are very rich, and their cars are more luxurious than each other, but most of them are sports cars that look good but are not practical. He looked around for a long time before he chose a modified all-black off-road vehicle. He didn't even need a key, and he tinkered with it in a few seconds and drove out smoothly.
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Zhou Jing looked at the group of people confronting them and was so angry that tears were about to fall. Knowing that there was a convenience store less than a kilometer away, none of these grown men dared to go out to search for food. They were so hungry that they forced a man with a leg injury to find food for them. How was this different from forcing him to die?
For people like this, just to protect people like this, one of her two colleagues is missing or alive, and the other wanted to run back when being chased by zombies, but watched the door being slammed shut when he was only two meters away from the gate. He was right next to all of them, screaming as he was torn and eaten by zombies, and not even a complete body was left.
Zhou Jing held the gun in one hand, with the safety off. She bit her lips tightly, her hands trembling slightly, and it was unclear whether it was out of fear or anger at the prospect of killing someone.
The men around looked at each other, not daring to step forward. In fact, there were more than ten of them, and Zhou Jing's gun only had five bullets at most. However, no one wanted to be the first to stand out and be shot by her, so they were stuck in a standoff.
The fat man in the front stood up first and advised: "Xiao Zhou, you are a policeman, you should protect civilians like us! This man is a criminal, even if he was caught in the past, he would be sentenced to death. Now he has the opportunity to contribute to us, which can be regarded as redemption. Why are you so stubborn?"
"Yes, yes." Others echoed, "He has been lying there these days, doing nothing, either eating or sleeping. He is alive only because of us. What's wrong with letting him go out and find something to eat? If this continues, all of us will starve to death."
"He's a death row inmate. I wonder why you're protecting him so much, Officer Zhou? You're not thinking of this pretty boy because he's so handsome, are you?"
"You never know! They have been inseparable these past two days, even going to the bathroom... who knows what they might have done secretly, right? Hehehe..."
People laughed knowingly, winked at each other, and some people stared at Zhou Jing's chest and thighs with lustful eyes. If this beautiful female police officer hadn't had a gun in her hand, and most of the people who came on vacation were accompanied by young and beautiful female companions, someone might have already noticed Zhou Jing. The identity of the female police officer at this time meant a great temptation to conquer bullying. In addition, her colleagues were all dead, and there was only a criminal with a gunshot wound in the leg and handcuffed around her, so there was no need to worry at all. Everyone exchanged glances, and their breathing gradually became heavy.
The man who was protected by Zhou Jing had one hand handcuffed to Zhou Jing's left hand, and the other hand was on his hastily bandaged leg. He could barely stand by leaning against the wall, looking at Zhou Jing and the fat men around them, as well as the skinny people hiding on the other side of the house who looked down as if they didn't see anything. Everyone's thoughts were as clear as written on white paper in his eyes. He just didn't understand why this female police officer who had been undercover in the holiday villa for half a month just to catch him and shot him in the leg to disable his mobility was now desperate to protect him. This was totally illogical.
Did she still expect him to be grateful to her or protect her? Indeed, under normal circumstances, these people in front of him would be no better than chickens in his eyes. But he was injured at this time, and due to lack of medicine, his wound was infected. He had a fever, a headache, hunger and thirst, and was so weak that he could hardly stand. What value could he have?
Seeing Zhou Jing trembling with anger and hidden fear under the ridicule of everyone, the man lowered his eyes, a mocking smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, but there was anger under his eyelids.
Seeing that the stalemate was like a pool of gasoline that could explode with just a spark, there was a sudden roar of a vehicle outside the window. Everyone, who hadn't seen a living person for a long time, was stunned for a moment, and immediately forgot about the previous confrontation and rushed to the window to look down.
Almost all the zombies in the resort gathered downstairs where they were, there were more than a hundred of them. They were attracted by the unexpected sound, and most of them turned around and walked towards the direction where the car sound came from at an increasingly faster speed.
Everyone secretly hoped that the driver could lead the zombies away and rescue them, but things went against their wishes. The car stopped when it was close to the villa! Several people couldn't help but curse, and the man who got out of the car seemed to hear it and suddenly looked up.
"Rongyuan!" Zhou Jing couldn't help but shout.
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"It seems like there is someone familiar." Hearing the faint voice coming from the wind, Rong Yuan calmly withdrew his gaze and did not respond. He looked at the various zombies in front of him, thankfully saying, "Fortunately, our world has not become like this, otherwise it would be my turn to destroy the world sooner or later." First, it is dirty, and second, the requirement of saving people in the "Book of Merits" will inevitably add a lot of burdens to him.
Pea reminded quietly: "Saving the world is a great merit."
"The side effects are too great, so let's not do it." Rong Yuan said uninterested, drew out his knife and walked towards the group of zombies that were rushing towards him.
Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
Zhou Jing suddenly thought of this poem.
Rong Yuan downstairs not only killed one person every ten steps, he killed one "person" with every step! All the zombies rushed towards him, and every time he took a step forward, there was at least one corpse lying at his feet. His movements were not fast enough, his expression was not fierce, and he did not shout with a ferocious face. He still frowned slightly and looked serious as before, as if he was attending a boring banquet. The knife in his hand was swung out, without any routine or rules, just along the most convenient curve, at the most appropriate time, to the most appropriate position. It even looked like the zombies bumped into the edge of his knife.
He walked very fast, and many times he seemed to be almost caught by the bloody nails of the zombies, but he was always just a hair's breadth away. Rong Yuan's expression was so calm that he didn't feel like he was in danger at all, just a little tired and annoyed, but it made people believe that this kind of danger was nothing to him, and he felt very reliable.
The people hiding upstairs were all delighted. Several girls who had been hiding on the side before were all excited. Some people remembered Zhou Jing's exclamation just now, and realized that she might know the strong man downstairs, and it was more likely that the other party came for her, so they hurried over to show their friendship. Zhou Jing ignored them and looked at Rong Yuan who was killing everyone downstairs with joy. They had a good relationship when they were in school. When they saw each other again, all the grievances and fears in their hearts came up unexpectedly. Zhou Jing's nose was sore and she almost cried.
The zombies downstairs were quickly cleared out. Zhou Jing saw that their door was still blocked and hurriedly said, "Open the door quickly and let him in!"
There were no zombies at this time, and they wanted to show off in front of Rong Yuan, so everyone was very active. However, there were a lot of heavy furniture piled at the door, and it would take a long time to move them all away. Rong Yuan downstairs didn't have the patience to wait for them to finish moving, so he took a few steps back and took a run-up, then ran up a few steps on the wall. When he was about to fall, he grabbed the window railing and exerted force, his body shrank up like a spring, and then pushed the wall hard and jumped up a distance. In less than two seconds, he stepped on the windowsill on the second floor and faced Zhou Jing face to face.
Zhou Jing was stunned, and hurriedly opened the window to let him in. She wiped her eyes, and asked with tears in her eyes, "Rongyuan, long time no see, why are you here?"
Rong Yuan glanced at her and said calmly, "Zhou Jing."
In this world, they were also high school classmates, but they were both good students who worked hard in school. One was the class monitor and the other was the secretary of the Youth League branch. Later, they joined the student union and became the president and vice president respectively. They worked well together and got along well. Many people in No. 1 Middle School thought they were a couple. Even the teachers thought that the reason they didn't have a formal relationship was just to focus on their studies before graduation. The fact is that after graduation, the two went their separate ways and rarely contacted each other.
But Rong Yuan's cold attitude obviously hurt Zhou Jing. She turned pale and her smile was a little forced. Someone in the crowd seemed to sneer. She gritted her teeth and didn't turn around to look. Seeing that Rong Yuan's eyes fell on the man behind her after he greeted her, she introduced him, "This is Shi Xingchen." She hesitated for a moment and didn't say what crime he had committed - in this era where everyone is a death row prisoner according to the pre-apocalyptic law, it would be ridiculous to emphasize these things, so she just raised the handcuffs on her wrists and said with a wry smile, "The key is lost, and there is no way to unlock it."
Rong Yuan looked at his former black chess leader and said, "You can't do anything about it, but he can solve it."
"What?" Zhou Jing turned around in confusion, and saw Shi Xingchen smiling indifferently, with an expression that said "Oh, there's nothing I can do since you found out". Without him making any movement, the handcuffs appeared and were intact in his hands.
"You..." Zhou Jing was choking with anger. Thinking of the embarrassment she had to go to the toilet every time she went to bed, and how she had tried every way to unlock the handcuffs but failed , and how this man had been there to give her advice, she hated him so much that she wanted to shoot him!
Shi Xingchen didn't take her anger to heart. He was injured, and being handcuffed to this kind policewoman was his way of protecting himself. But now that he was exposed, he didn't want to deny it. He just endured the physical discomfort, smiled, and said politely: "I'm sorry, officer. But how did this guy see that?"
However, Rong Yuan did not look at him, but turned his gaze to another person - the one huddled in the corner, disheveled, timid, dark and fat... Zhou Yuan.
