The whole town thought I was dead.
Bitten to death by a bloody corpse in 401.
Until the third day.
I climbed out of the pile of corpses.
He was holding a rusty iron pipe in his hand.
Behind him was a boy with leukemia floating on the ceiling.
And the woman who sang to make the bloody corpse dare not breathe.
They call me 047.
I said my name was Li Binghe.
Delivery food.
The address is out of zone.
There is an extra legwork fee.
That moment.
The corpses knelt.
