I sell Coke in the doomsday

I was still a little afraid to look at Tongtong, so I could only sit down with the bowl, pick up a piece of rabbit meat and put it in my mouth.

When I put the rabbit meat into my mouth, a rich aroma exploded on my taste buds, making me salivate.

Ah, the rabbit meat is so delicious that it makes me want to cry. It doesn’t have the rotten smell of a corpse. How long has it been since I last ate food like this?

When a person is mentally ill, even a piece of normal rabbit meat can bring back memories of the past.

I devoured the rare rabbit meat ravenously, enjoying it very much. Tongtong beside me looked at me, tilted her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, as if she was smiling.

Unfortunately, I didn't notice this because I was dealing with rabbit meat.

That night, I ate all the rabbit meat on the table, leaving only a pile of bones.

After eating and drinking, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. I simply washed the dishes and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

The TV was still on, and Tongtong was sitting on the sofa, watching TV as usual.

I was lying on the bed, about to fall asleep, when my face suddenly turned pale without a trace of blood. I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, as if my stomach was being corroded by something.

Boom! In severe pain, I rolled off the bed, holding my stomach, and struggling violently.

Pain, horrible pain!

"Oh shit!"

The pain was even worse than when someone shot me in the head. It was like a rat had crawled into my stomach and was greedily gnawing at my internal organs.

Damn it! That pink flower is poisonous!

I won't get sick, let alone die, so I can rule out any strange diseases. The only answer is that pink flower.

Beads of sweat covered my forehead. My teeth were clenched tightly on my lips. In severe pain, my teeth sank into my flesh. Black blood flowed from the side of my mouth and when it fell to the ground, it was like boiling water, emitting heat.

At the same time, I felt the blood in my body boiling. The horrible temperature burned my blood vessels and heart. Maddening pain surged like a tide.

I sat up, my eyes were bulging, the corners of my eyes were broken, and large amounts of blood were flowing out. My muscles were tense and I let out a low growl like a wild beast.

"what!!!!!"

As I growled, heat suddenly emanated from the pores of the muscles all over my body and floated upwards.

As the heat dissipated, the pain on my face relaxed. I gasped for breath and sat powerlessly on the ground. The wounds on my body had begun to heal themselves.

I am immortal, but the pain brought by the poison cannot be alleviated at all. I leaned tiredly on the edge of the bed, and I was still frightened when I recalled the pain I just felt.

However, this pain was not in vain.

"call………"

I exhaled a breath, looked at the black bloodstains on the ground, and couldn't help but talk to myself.

"It's quite poisonous. Maybe it can be applied to the axe."

Chapter 18 Another Death of Me

This city is my former hometown, and I am very sure that there have never been such pink flowers here before the end of the world.

Therefore, it is certain that this pink flower came into this world after this zombie.

Maybe it has some connection with those stupid zombies.

However, I was too tired to think about it. After climbing onto the bed with some effort, I quickly fell asleep.

No matter what that pink flower is, I am no longer able to care about it now. Let's wait until tomorrow to decide.

Perhaps because I was physically and mentally exhausted by the poison, I slept soundly that night without any nightmares.

The next day, early morning.

After I woke up from bed, I washed the face of the very well-behaved Tongtong, ate breakfast, took a hoe, and went to the square of the community, intending to continue to make the soil softer.

The morning sunshine is great and the air is fresh. Without the gas pollution from human industry, the air in this world is getting better and better.

Is this a good thing? I'm not sure.

I stepped on the dew on the green grass, wielded the hoe, and kept hitting the soil on the ground. There was a very pleasant smell among the scattered soil.

The hoe fell again and again, the soil flew, I was sweating profusely while holding the hoe, it seemed that my brain was empty, and those strange thoughts in my mind were gone at this moment.

Perhaps, labor is the meaning of life. When there is nothing to do, those crazy ideas will grow and sprout in the mind, and the roots will take root deeper and deeper.

Ah, people still have to live a more earthly life.

But unfortunately, that evil god doesn't seem to want me to live too comfortably.

Just as I was swinging the hoe, a shield symbol would appear in front of my eyes from time to time, as if trying to forcibly evoke my memory.

Was it an illusion? Or did Wang Quan leave too deep an impression on me yesterday?

I didn't think much about it, but just continued to swing the hoe, trying to completely empty my mind through physical exertion and not think about those messy things.

But that shield-like symbol became clearer and clearer in my mind, and along with it came the memory of that shield symbol.

Boom! Suddenly, the hoe in my hand fell to the ground, and my face turned pale, holding my head in disbelief.

I, now I remember, I had indeed seen that shield logo.

But I don’t want to believe my own memory. I would rather it be my own weedy head that has chaotically blended some memories together.

With a gloomy face, I ignored the hoe thrown on the ground and didn't even take my hunting rifle. I ran straight to where I hid the car.

Emotions such as anxiety and regret instantly flooded into my chest, making me feel uncomfortable and blocked in my chest. I couldn't feel at ease unless I took a look.

I left in a hurry and didn't have time to take Tongtong with me. I drove the broken pickup truck all the way to the place I remembered.

The tattered pickup truck, crushing the dust on the ground, quickly drove out of the community gate. Tongtong, who was still sitting on the bench, stared blankly at the departing pickup truck.

Tongtong stood up anxiously, and stretched out her little hand in the direction I was leaving, as if she wanted to stop me. But then she dropped her hand weakly, and sat back on the bench with lifeless eyes, lowering her head very dejectedly, like a puppet without support.

On the other hand, I was driving that broken pickup truck, rushing all the way. As I got closer to my destination, my damn memory became clearer and clearer.

Finally, a shabby car appeared in front of me. I hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the wheels slid on the ground for a distance before stopping right next to the car.

I hurriedly opened the car door and climbed into the car in a panic. This shabby car belonged to the group of people who shot me before.

There was a lot of dust on the car, and it was gray. I was in the car, wiping the dust off anxiously.

As the dust was wiped aside, a light yellow logo gradually came into my eyes. Looking at the clear shield logo, I seemed to lose my strength in an instant and sat weakly in the car.

Looking at the shield logo, I smiled bitterly and tore my hair madly, full of self-blame and regret.

Yes, the coveted shield stronghold that Wang Quan mentioned was the group of guys who wanted to use me to lure away the zombies. In order to survive, one of the women even threw her companion out of the car.

The so-called shield strongholds are just like most human strongholds, barbaric, brutal, and inhumane.

I dare not think about how Wang Quan, an idealist, will be treated when he arrives there. Perhaps the best outcome is to die happily.

It's really... the most common way to die.

But, is the hope that I ignited with such great difficulty, and the humanity that I saw with such great difficulty, going to die so miserably with hope shattered?

That day, I don't remember how I got back, nor do I remember what I did next.

In the next few days, I forgot about the tilled land and wandered around the city like a fool every day.

I held onto an unnecessary hope, hoping to meet Wang Quan and his three companions again, to tell them the truth about the Shield Organization and to tell them not to go and die foolishly.

However, I wandered around the city for seven days and did not find any trace of Wang Quan and the others.

Until the eighth day, everything came to fruition.

On the eighth day, when I went out, I didn't drive my pickup truck. Instead, I walked on foot, carrying a backpack and my shotgun, just like when I went out to pick up trash before.

When Tongtong saw that I didn't drive the pickup truck, she seemed very happy. Without me saying anything, she followed me obediently.

So, I took Tongtong and wandered in this deserted city, like a ghost, passing through the devastated ground.

By the evening, I had gained nothing and felt a little frustrated, so I had to set off for home with Tongtong.

Just as Tongtong and I were walking slowly on the road, there was a roar of a car coming from far away, followed by the excited roars of zombies.

Such scenes are not uncommon. I didn't intend to pay any attention to them. I held Tongtong's little hand and continued walking forward.

However, the roar of the car was approaching rapidly. I sighed, turned around, asked Tongtong to squat down, and used my own body to protect her tightly.

In the past, when I met these people who came into the city to loot supplies, there was about a 90% chance that they would shoot me with guns, trying to use my body to attract zombies.

I am immortal, but Tongtong is not, so I chose to use my body to block her and prevent her from getting hurt in the slightest.

Now I only have Tongtong, and I can’t let her take any risk at all.

Tongtong didn’t know what I was doing, but she still hid behind me obediently, blinking her eyes strangely.

A moment later, the car drove past me quickly and they didn't shoot me.

Maybe those guys had poor eyesight and didn’t see me.

As I thought about this, I looked up at the car with some curiosity, and saw a big shield logo painted on the car.

In the car, two men looked at the rapidly approaching tide of corpses, suddenly glanced at each other, then turned around at the same time, walked into the car, and threw a corpse out.

The corpse spun in the air and then fell heavily to the ground. The tattered body rolled on the ground for several times before finally stopping, leaving a long trail of blood.

At this moment, my face turned pale and I stared at the corpse in a daze. In a trance, I seemed to hear the sound of ice breaking.

That is...Wang Quan's body.

The smiling, optimistic and kind Wang Quan who appeared not long ago, just turned into dust in my eyes and met me again in the form of a corpse.

The zombies swarmed towards Wang Quan's body, greedily gnawing at every piece of his flesh.

After watching this scene, I finally came to my senses and rushed towards the tide of zombies like crazy. I took a shotgun and fired five shots at the tide of zombies, but it was of no avail.

My blood was heating up, burning my remaining sanity. The unspeakable pain forced me to throw myself into the tide of zombies like a wild beast, madly punching the zombies blocking my way and roaring at the top of my lungs.

"Get away! Get away!"

"You beasts! Get out of here!"

If you were there at this moment, you would see me with a ferocious face, attacking those damn zombies with my mad fists, legs, and teeth.

But how can I be a match for the tide of zombies?

The crazy zombies quickly pushed me out. I staggered backwards and fell to the ground, with dust rising up.

Amid the dust, I slumped on the ground, helplessly watching the zombies tear Wang Quan's body into countless pieces and swallow them into their stomachs.

As I watched this scene, the thread that had been taut in my mind finally broke completely.

“Ha…ha…hahahahahahaha.”

I lay on the ground, pounding the ground with my fists, leaving streaks of blood, laughing loudly and madly, while tears flowed freely.

"why why!"

"Why! Why the fuck!!!"

I felt like I had gone completely crazy, crying and laughing at the same time, my heart felt like it was being torn apart, and intense pain surged through my flesh and blood and penetrated deep into my bones.

After crying for a while, I fell to the ground powerlessly, but my mouth was still laughing crazily.

I don’t know why I am so sad. Maybe... it’s because Wang Quan is too similar to me. He is like another me.

After a while, the tide of corpses dispersed, and I fell to the ground. Looking over there, I saw only a pool of blood, without even a complete corpse left.

I looked at the pool of blood from afar, my heart as dead as a dead body, lying quietly.

The other me died, and died miserably, without even a body left.

He died after his dream was shattered, and was discarded as a tool to attract zombies.

In the dead silence, Tongtong walked towards me slowly. She looked at me lying on the ground, and her bright eyes seemed to become a little dim.

With a slight sound, Tongtong lay down beside me and hugged me from behind. She held me tightly without saying a word.

And I finally calmed down. I gently held Tongtong's little hand and spoke softly, as if to Tongtong, or to the pool of blood, or more like to the bottom of my heart.

"I'm going to kill them."

"I must kill them."

Chapter 19 Preparation

I seemed to have found my first goal to survive, which was to take revenge on the Shield Organization.