4 People Apocalyptic Zombies

1 末 Apocalyptic Crisis: Dawn Restart ZhiduoxingSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.4M Wordscompleted 85.1kReads9.3Score9.2kShelves

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Looks like a good book

2 末 End********** ongoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Just be invincible

7 重 Rebirth and Stocking Up: It's the End of the World, Who Will Spoil You? Zhou DabaiSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.0M Wordscompleted 150.1kReads9.4Score20.8kShelves

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The heroine Bao Shuangwen

8 诡 Treacherous House The Sound of Wind and Rain at NightMystery2.1M Wordscompleted 1.1MReads9.6Score151.3kShelves

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Ning Qiushui, a man with a cold aura in his name, is a member of this hell cycle. The space in the Blood Gate is twisted and crazy, and the rules are often presented in the most absurd form: in the mirror maze, the cold mirror will quietly seep out shadows that are the same as yours, carrying the chill of the dead. The only flaw is that your new wound will not reappear on the left arm; in the Castle of Words, every word that comes out of your mouth may instantly condense into a substantial blade and stab yourself or others. Death is as cheap as dust here, and screams and bloody corpses are common sights. However, in this suffocating quagmire of despair, Ning Qiushui's eyes were like a probe hardened by ice, firmly locked on another figure - that woman. She is like a quiet rock in the shadow of a shady house. When the tide of fear overwhelmed everyone, there was still a bottomless pool in her eyes. There was no needless crying, no trembling of collapse, only an almost inhuman, precise observation and calculation. Ning Qiushui was keenly aware that this calmness was itself a silent declaration and a proof of strength. The cold light of the mirror maze cuts through the space, and countless "selves" are shaking in the mirror, with empty eyes and stiff steps, pressing closer and closer. In the chaos, Ning Qiushui saw with his own eyes a flash of cold light, the sleeve of the woman's left arm was torn, and the blood quickly spread. The pain didn't seem to move her, she just quickly tore off the cloth and bandaged it hastily. This seemingly ordinary act of self-protection ignited thunder in Ning Qiushui's mind - those perfect replicas in the mirror would never have such fresh wounds on their bodies! "The wound in the maze," Ning Qiushui's voice suddenly penetrated the dead silence. He suddenly tore off the blood-stained temporary bandage on the woman's arm, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, piercing the real wound. "The location... Is too coincidental. You are the 'genuine'! Those shadows... Are perfect, right?" His words were like cold keys, instantly prying open some kind of invisible imprisonment. The woman raised her eyes, and her deep pool-like eyes met Ning Qiushui's gaze. No excuses, no panic. The next second, the sharp blade in her hand turned into a decisive stream of light, and without hesitation, it penetrated deeper into her newly bandaged left arm! The severe pain made her groan, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but her movements were as fast as a ghost. The moment the blade sank into the flesh and blood spurted out, a sudden change occurred! The entire mirror maze erupted into a shrill scream like a mountain roaring and a tsunami! That voice was filled with the fury and ultimate resentment that had been exposed. Countless mirrors made harsh shattering sounds at the same time. The ghostly figures who looked exactly like women in the mirror were like wax figures thrown into boiling water. Their faces were twisted and melted crazily in extreme pain and shock. Finally, as the lenses exploded, they turned into black powder with a bloody smell that flew all over the sky and fell down! The pungent smell of blood permeated the shattered mirror array. The woman took a staggering step and used the back of her uninjured hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of her mouth bitten by the severe pain. She looked at Ning Qiushui, and for the first time, an almost cruel and insightful understanding appeared on her face: "Cooperate?" Her voice was slightly hoarse due to the pain, but it was filled with great power, "The truth about this treacherous house... Is ten thousand times more terrifying than all the ghosts and monsters behind the Blood Gate combined." Deep in the treacherous house, the only flame danced strangely in the corner, and the light and shadow dragged huge and twisted shadows on the blood-stained walls, like countless watching eyes. It's late at night, my friend. Welcome to the guilehouse. There is room next to the brazier. Come and hear how the "residents" here use their wisdom as a blade and their heart as a shield to survive in the Blood Gate. Let's hear more about how horrifying the ultimate truth is that subverts cognition...

9 末 The End Is Coming? I'll Come First! Ban Mian Wang ZaiSci-Fi & Apocalypse2.7M Wordscompleted 697.1kReads9.2Score83.5kShelves

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## Doomsday survival plan supplier >Su Jin was fired for preventing a client from harassing a female colleague, but his boss Lao Li forced him to apologize: "Mr. Wang was just making a scene!" >He closed the job search page, and Lao Li roared on the phone: "A multi-million business! I must kneel down and admit my mistake to Mr. Wang tonight!" >A blood moon was in the sky outside the window, and the piercing siren tore through the city. >Communications were paralyzed, and monsters roared through the streets. >Su Jin silently opened the basement, and the survival equipment on the wall was dimly reflected. >The phone vibrated suddenly, and Lao Li trembled and asked for help: "Xiao Su! Where are you? Mr. Wang is dying..." >Su Jin looked at the frightened fat figure in the surveillance camera, and tapped the keyboard with a chuckle. >"Survival Package A: 300,000. Pay first, service later." --- A thick puff of smoke sprayed heavily on the cold job search page pop-up window -- "Don't consider it yet." Su Jin's eyes were tired, and his fingertips were filled with restless warmth as he turned off one rejection after another. As soon as he clicked on the new link, the phone at his hand suddenly vibrated. "Hello? Xiao Su?" The hoarse voice was like sandpaper rubbing against the eardrums. There was a cold arc in the corner of Su Jin's mouth: "Old Li? Miss me? The company can't survive without me, right?" "What the hell is your attitude!" Old Li on the other end of the phone was instantly ignited, "I asked you to talk about customers, and you beat him up! You shouldn't have fired me?! Mr. Wang just made a fuss with Xiao Jing, and he didn't say anything, so you are the fucking hero! The company has been following the order for half a year, and it's millions! It's all in your hands!" "This list," Su Jin's voice sounded like ice, "didn't I bring it or negotiate it?" "Fart! You're a fart without a company platform!" Lao Li's roar almost broke through the receiver, "I broke my leg while wiping your ass, and drank until I vomited! I'm in trouble without letting you sit down! Who am I for? Ah?!" Lao Li's heavy and suppressed breathing came from the phone. He suppressed his anger and put on a charity-like tone: "I... I went out of my way to invite Mr. Wang out tonight. He asked you to apologize in person! After apologizing, you can say anything. I... I will give you another chance. Xiao Su, you know, I have always been the most optimistic about you..." "Tonight, you must come! Kneel down to Mr. Wang and admit your mistake, and this matter will be over..." Before the last sound of the word "Pian" fell, the window suddenly became dark. Su Jin subconsciously raised his eyes. Outside the glass, a huge, strange, blood-soaked moon hung in the center of the pitch-black sky without warning, its eerie light instantly swallowing up the urban neon. The dead silence only lasted for a second - and then, the air-raid sirens, sharp enough to tear apart the soul, went off crazily and without warning! That sound was like an invisible giant claw, tightly gripping the heart of the entire city. "Fuck! What the hell is going on?!" Lao Li screamed in horror on the phone. What responded to him was the buzzing sound from the violent vibration of the glass windows, and the inhuman roars that suddenly erupted from every corner of the city, full of primitive hunger and violence! The roars were layered, from far to near, instantly covering up Old Li's screams and the piercing alarm, announcing the complete end of a certain old order. Su Jin did not answer Lao Li. He stood up silently and walked towards an inconspicuous small door deep in the bedroom. The fingerprint lock slid open silently, and behind the door was not a storage room, but a cold concrete staircase extending downward. He walked down step by step, his footsteps echoing in the small space. The lights in the basement came on in response, and the pale light outlined the heart-stopping outline of the walls. The cold metallic luster flows on the firearms, compound bows, and neatly arranged magazines; waterproof backpacks, first aid kits, water purification filters, high-energy compressed food packages... They are divided into categories and orderly, like a miniature war fortress. The air is filled with the unique smell of gun oil, steel and desiccant, thick and chilling. He picked up a tactical tablet and swiped his fingertips across the screen to bring up several hidden street corner surveillance images. Chaos, fire, fleeing crowds, and the terrifying outlines that moved at high speed in the shadows, tearing flesh apart... Were as clear as a picture of hell. Suddenly, the phone in his hand vibrated crazily again. The name "Lao Li" danced on the screen, and the signal grid struggled weakly. Su Jin opened the door to answer. "Xiao... Xiao Su! Su Jin! Where are you?! Help! Outside... It's full of monsters! Monsters!!" Lao Li's voice completely changed, leaving only boundless fear and a cry of collapse. The sizzling sound of electricity almost drowned him, "Mr. Wang... Mr. Wang... He is dying! He was... Bitten! Help me! Please! I know you have a way! You must have a way! I used to be a bastard! Please!!" On the flat screen, a surveillance screen was enlarged. Behind the broken window of the corner convenience store, a plump figure was huddled in the gap between the collapsed shelves in horror. The expensive suit was stained with blood and broken glass. Tears were streaming down his face and his mouth was opening and closing in vain. It was Mr. Wang. Outside the shelves, several twisted, salivating humanoid creatures were scraping against the metal with their claws, making a tooth-piercing noise. Su Jin's eyes slowly moved away from the fat face full of despair on the screen, with no expression on his face. He picked up the tablet and tapped his fingertips lightly and steadily on the virtual keyboard a few times, as if completing an ordinary work instruction. The cold electronic synthesized sound clearly passed through the receiver and was transmitted to the corner of hell on the other side of the city: "Survival package A: basic material package, including 72 hours of high-energy food, water purification tablets, basic first aid supplies, self-defense weapons (optional cold weapons). Service scope: designated coordinates within a radius of 5 kilometers. Price: 300,000." He paused, his voice was calm, but with an unquestionable indifference that dominated life and death: "Pay first, service later. After confirming payment, send your coordinates."

10 糟 Oops! the Little Zombie Accidentally Became a Big Boss Have a Good YearSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.1M Wordscompleted 208.3kReads9.5Score41.3kShelves

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[Apocalypse Team Recruitment] "The apocalypse is coming☆ I, the little corpse, have been recruited!" (◕ᴗ◕✿) 🔥 In the global evolutionary battle, some people awakened cool powers, animals transformed into violent behemoths, and many classmates... Actually turned into cute zombies? ! 🧟♀️✨ Although we walk crookedly and talk awkwardly, we are a team treasure! It's not afraid of viruses or bites, and it can also use zombie radar to warn of danger~ What's even more amazing is that it also awakens space. Fruit stocking is finally possible! Teammate: "This wave of blood is profitable!" Survival rule of the apocalypse +1: Woo! #Zombiereemployment #apocalyptic fishing diary Duoduo didn't care about being praised, because her resistance made the monkeys focus on her, and the number of mutant monkeys chasing her also changed from one to four or five. All the mutated monkeys are quite big, and their mouths are grinning from the corners of their mouths to their ears. They are dripping with saliva all the time, and the dripping mixed with blood is really disgusting. Duo Duo frowned. She ran to the fire escape alone, but found that it was a dead end. She could only lean against the wall and stare at the mutant monkeys opposite. Their scarlet eyes looked particularly scary under the emergency lights. She calmed down, and the mutant monkeys immediately pounced on her without giving her much time. The next second she took out the chainsaw and started making a loud buzzing sound...

15 十 End of Ten Days Pesticide Team MemberMystery3.2M Wordscompleted 2.4MReads9.9Score384kShelves

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Darkness is the only tone here. A dying tungsten lamp hung in the center of the dead room, its light smearing the suffocating silence like ink dripping into clear water. In the middle of the room, beside a large mottled round table, ten men and women in shabby clothes and dusty faces struggled to wake up from a deep sleep. They were dazed and frightened, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. And in the shadows beside them, a man wearing a worn-out goat-head mask and a crisp black suit was casting an interesting and inhuman gaze through the holes in the mask. Tick-tock... Tick-tock... The hands of the clock with complicated patterns in the center of the table coldly closed on "twelve". "Dang——!" In a distant place, a low roar like a death knell penetrated the wall and struck hard on everyone's heart. "Welcome to the 'Land of Ending', lost lambs." Under the goat mask, a voice as thick as honey flowed out, with a smile that chilled the bones, "A small survival game. The rules are simple: survive, the time limit is... Ten days." On the first day, it kicked off in despair. A man screamed uncontrollably out of fear. The floor beneath his feet suddenly turned into bite-sized quicksand, instantly engulfing him, leaving only a pungent smell of burnt flesh filling the solid air. Panic exploded among the survivors like a plague, with screams and sobs occurring one after another. In the chaos, there was only one figure who was unusually calm. Her (or his, gender is not specified in the clip, the tweet uses "she" to refer to the protagonist) eyes did not follow the disappearing companion, nor were they swallowed by fear, but locked on the goat mask man like a hawk - at the moment when he calmly took out the golden pocket watch to confirm the time. Her fingertips silently scratched a mark on the dusty table. In her mind, the distant sound of the "death knell" that announced the start of the game was accurately measured: "The interval between bells...37 Seconds." A cold realization condensed in her heart: there was a fatal misalignment between the flow of time in this house and the bell that announced death. The Goatman is playing with time! Fear is poison, and calmness and observation are her only antidote, and also the sharp knife that can pierce this ultimate deception. When the light of the fifth blood moon filtered through the high window and dyed the room an ominous scarlet, what she held tightly in her hands was no longer despair, but the cold and hard gear removed from the blood-stained core of the clock. Under everyone's unbelievable gaze, she was like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness, pressing the gear that symbolized manipulation and lies into the eyes of the goat-masked man that shone with light! "The liar who manipulates time..." Her voice was as cold as a knife in the blood, "It's you who should meet the end!" Is the ten-day limit a countdown of despair, or an hourglass used by wise men to break the situation? Step into "The End of Ten Days" and see how the protagonist understands the rules and traps with extraordinary calmness under absolute terrifying pressure, and uses his wisdom to tear apart the script of death! Every step is a death race against time; every thought may ignite the fire of survival or detonate a bomb of destruction.

17 一 When I Woke Up, I Was Knocked on the Door by Zombies in the Women's Dormitory Water and RiceSci-Fi & Apocalypse721k Wordscompleted 28.1kReads9.1Score3.6kShelves

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Asphyxia! When screams break the silence, do you dare to look directly at this human purgatory? Imagine that you are standing on the balcony, about to turn around and go back to your room, and suddenly there is a heart-rending scream from downstairs. You looked down and saw a girl lying half-covered in blood on the ground, followed by a dark crowd. She desperately shouted for help, and the next scene will completely subvert your understanding - the group of people pounced on her like wild beasts, opening their bloody mouths and biting wildly! This shocking scene made Mo Xiao's pupils shrink suddenly and made the reader's heart beat faster. The author uses extremely impactful descriptions to vividly display this moment full of terror and horror. The girl's desperate cry for help and the crowd's cruel bite, every detail creates a suffocating and tense atmosphere, making people feel as if they are immersed in the scene and feel the bone-deep fear. What's even better is that the author also laid a lot of foreshadowing in this tense plot. The figures swaying on the balcony of the boys' dormitory building opposite, are they bystanders of this "farce", or are they victims who are about to be involved? And is this gruesome scene a rehearsal for the drama club or a real disaster? All kinds of questions instantly arouse the curiosity of readers, who can't wait to follow the protagonist's footsteps and uncover the shocking secrets hidden behind it. With such a gripping plot, how can one not stop wanting to immerse oneself in this story world full of unknowns and horrors?

18 末 Nirvana of Rebirth in the End of the World DayaoSci-Fi & Apocalypse846k Wordscompleted 12.2kReads8.9Score1.3kShelves

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Apocalyptic zombie fans, check this out! Restart at dawn, rebirth and nirvana are super exciting, eternal night falls, trillions of ghost coins explode, the zombies mix in the crowd, and we escape from the doomsday together~

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The four protagonists lead the people they meet along the way to find their final destination.