I, Wang Wenjun, a modern social creature, was transported to the Ming Dynasty as soon as I opened my eyes.
Others traveled through time and made great achievements, but I traveled directly to catch up with the biohazard.
Half of the Ming Dynasty was eating people.
From Shuntian Mansion to Yingtian Mansion, the map turned black one by one. There are zombies in the city, and there are zombies outside the city. Living person? Living people are more cruel than zombies.
At first I just wanted to find a place to hide.
Later it was discovered that there was no place to hide.
Then you have to find a way to survive. Use the little modern knowledge in my mind: make Molotov cocktails, find clean water sources, and make some simple traps.
On the road, I picked up a Jin Yiwei who was about to die, and a medical girl who could only cry.
The three of us fled south like dogs. We saw more dead people on the road than I have ever seen on TV in my life.
We have seen many cannibals, and we have also seen people selling human flesh. What keeps me awake the most are the people who seem normal.
When I fled to Nanjing, I thought I could catch my breath.
It turned out that this ghost disease came from the palace.
The Emperor Jiajing, who wanted to live forever, seemed to have transformed himself into something neither human nor ghost.
Now, I have two paths in front of me.
Or, I can live in a ravine with these people and watch the world completely rot.
Or, I turn around and go back, to the capital, to the place where it all started, to figure out what this bad virus is about - although I will probably die on the way.
Damn, this time travel experience sucks.
