A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

Hachiman followed suit and also knelt down and sat down.

The two men looked at the two zombies who had worked tirelessly to deliver them, and even the sky above their heads became clearer.

The blue sky and floating clouds, the warm earth under the sunshine, and the enemies in the distance are walking towards this side step by step.

Uesugi Genshin turned his head and looked behind him. He could not see anything in the distance on the highway, just black asphalt road and no strange human figure.

The same is true in front.

When the zombies came over, they retreated to the blind spot again and killed them very easily.

In this way, half an hour of the afternoon passed.

After dealing with the last zombie, the outside was clean and there were rows of huge warehouse-style markets waiting for them to explore.

"Let's go."

The mood of harvest is undoubtedly joyful.

Both of them laughed, and the smiles of the gloomy man and the dead fish eyes might have been quite good to others.

Then the two of them couldn't laugh anymore.

"So many!" Hachiman cursed seemingly fiercely.

In fact, there were hordes of zombies surging in the first building, and there were zombies in every corridor. Once they were all startled, it would be really...

At this moment, Uesugi Genshin suddenly thought of a phrase: Corpses are like the tide, but the first song title that popped up was Coral Sea.

The corpses are like a tide, surrounding you and me.

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"Yui, how are you?" The one who asked this question, Yumiko Miura, looked very worried.

"Ah, well, I just went to check, and it seems that Hayato didn't go out." Yuigahama Yui put her hands behind her back, her expression a little complicated.

"That's right, that's great."

Obviously she felt that going out at this time, no matter what she did, would be very risky.

She had already tried to dissuade him from going to the cafeteria yesterday, but failed to stop him.

"Yeah." Yuigahama Yui's eyes were a little vague.

"What's wrong, Yui?" asked Miura Yumiko with concern.

"Then who is going?" Hina Ebina who was standing next to her noticed it and interrupted.

"It's Hiki from our class and the boy who came to our class before."

"Ah, the two of them. I remember that man's name was Uesugi Genshin." Miura Yumiko recalled something.

"They are all guys who don't get along well with others. They are weird guys who sit there alone and don't know what they are doing."

Rumors about "famous" people in school always spread quickly.

"Hey, isn't it a bit too much for Yumiko to say that?" Yuigahama Yui tried to say something.

"The autistic guy is right in our class, and he's usually like that. The other one should be his friend, and he should be similar to what people say about him."

"Well, it has nothing to do with us. They just need to be careful about their own safety." Yumiko Miura said indifferently.

At this time, the door opened.

"Hayato!" Yumiko Miura stood up and welcomed her.

"Yumiko." Hayato Hayama gave an impeccable smile.

"Ah, Hayato, you're finally back." Several boys who had been standing in the distance and had not had any conversation just now walked over.

"Ah."

"I thought you were going to do something just now, Hayato~, what should we do now?" The orange-haired Tobe Sho held his head in his hands and complained.

"I'm going to go to the student union to see if there's anything I can do to help."

"Hayato! Isn't there someone in charge over there? Leave this to them." Miura Yumiko advised again.

"I know, but at this time, everyone is still very panicked, and I still hope to help everyone."

"Oh, I understand. I'll go with you, Hayato." Although he said this, Tobe Sho thought of the cold girl in the student union room and felt a little scared.

"That's right, Hayato. I'll go too."

"I hope I can help, too."

Yamato and Ooka also quickly said they wanted to go together.

"I understand." Hayato Hayama nodded in agreement.

"Hayato~" At this point, no matter what Miura Yumiko said, it would be of no use.

"You should be careful."

Looking at the door that closed again, Miura Yumiko's expression became lost again.

"Ahaha." Ebina Hina comforted, "Don't worry, Hayato will be fine."

"That's right." Yuigahama Yui said.

The two are friends of Yumiko Miura. They all know that Yumiko has been playing with Hayato Hayama since she entered high school and has fallen in love with him. Everyone realizes this and thinks the two are a good match.

After all, they are the center of the class, and both are handsome men and beautiful women.

Everyone gathered around the two of them and formed this group together. It was precisely because of this that the relationship between the two of them was at a stalemate.

Normally, it should be Hayato Hayama who takes the initiative, but there is no movement at all. As a result, Yumiko is worried about ruining their current relationship and does not dare to confess.

Fear of failure is itself an ominous sign.

"I have to help Hayato." Miura Yumiko made up her mind.

"Eh~"

"I don't want to just stand by and watch Hayato like that."

"Is that so? Then let's go and take a look." Ebina Hina suggested.

Chapter 40: Sweet and salty, invincible

"Is it no longer possible?" Hachiman looked at the baseball bat in his hand. The broken gap showed that it had experienced unbearable intensity.

"I'm fine." Uesugi Genshin carefully examined the baseball bat in his hand. At least he couldn't tell anything from the surface.

The less certain you are, the more strength you will have to exert.

"And I can't do it anymore." This is what he wanted to express most. Hachiman glanced back and saw that the ground behind him was still clean, so he sat down.

The muscles in my arms are stiff and sore, and my palms, which cannot be clenched, are spread out weakly. My arms will probably be very sore tomorrow.

Not only his arms, but his entire body was exhausted and he could not hide his fatigue. When he lowered his head, he could almost smell the blood on his clothes.

"Yes." Uesugi Genshin nodded in understanding. He was in better physical condition, but that didn't mean he wasn't tired.

"It's a relief that we were able to clear out these zombies." Hachiman panted heavily.

The corpses all over the ground were the result of their afternoon's work. There was no other way but to slowly use time to polish them off.

First, make some noise in the blind spot outside the gate to attract a group of zombies near the gate.

Then make another noise at the corner to attract a few more over.

Now that I think about it, it's a pity that he accepted this kind of behavior that was playing with his life.

"I will never do this again next time." Although there was nothing wrong with the tactics, Uesugi Genshin didn't think it was a good approach.

If time wasn't a little tight, he wouldn't have risked Hachiman's life by doing such a thing.

It turns out that we still need a group of properly trained people to clean up together more efficiently.

Now only Hachiman can be trusted. If more people come here, it will only cause trouble. The danger of a mob is also inward.

When the number of people is the same, we cannot trust the numbers gathered by the mob, as morale will easily collapse, and once collapsed, a chain reaction will occur.

If you really think that the number of people is important and bring a bunch of students here to play dungeons, then you are courting death.

And now he missed the armor in movies and TV shows that he had complained about so much, a design that basically implemented aesthetics while tampering with historical prototypes.

Most of them were made of leather or plastic, but even so, they were much lighter to wear than the armor he had worn before.

Defense cannot be penetrated by human teeth and nails, because zombies will not attack people with knives or guns.

If it was a replica of real heavy armor, that would be even better, as it could even protect the neck. With a visor, he was truly armed to the teeth, a perfect iron wall that would be difficult to break even if he lay there and was grabbed by a group of zombies.

"I have to be well prepared before I come back next time." At least the current situation of high attack and low defense needs to be improved. The risk of being caught and even fatal is really great.

Uesugi Genshin took out the key from his pocket and started twirling it on his fingers.

"Let's take you to a good place."

Although there might not be anything in there, he still searched his pockets first and found the key to a nearby truck and... a pile of cigarettes.

Giving these cigarette boxes to Ms. Hiratsuka will probably make her very happy.

"Where? I'm really hungry now."

"Ah!" Uesugi Genshin hit the palm of his hand with his fist.

"what happened?"

"I remember there's a cooked food street over there, I think it's called Canteen Street."

"...Please spare me." Hachiman turned his eyes away.

It's definitely not peaceful over there. If I go there now, I'm afraid I'll have to clean up these things again.

When I have no strength, I really have no strength, I feel so limp that I don't even want to move.

Uesugi Genshin didn't care. If he wanted to eat, he didn't have to go there. It was just like the fresh food here, the cooked food there also had a shelf life.

"Let's go, let's find the car first."

I'm not sure where the car belongs to. First I need to confirm where it is parked. It looks like the key is an Isuzu.

When it comes to Isuzu, it should be a large truck without a doubt, but it is very likely to be a light truck or something like that.

We drove along the road for a while, not far, and stopped in an open space. Just in case, we inserted the key in the car door and turned it, and the door opened.

Looking at the "convertible" parked in the open space, Hachiman turned his head to look at the rows of buildings in the distance, "How do I get up there?"

The engine noise of this car is quite loud.

“It can only be pushed out.”

Uesugi Genshin first got into the car and turned off the handbrake. Then, at the car window, he held the steering wheel with one hand and pushed the side of the car with the other hand.

Hachiman stood consciously at the rear of the car, pushing it forward while looking back and around, and he felt very safe.

"Get in the car, get in the car."

Hachiman sat in the car with his arm on the window, watching Xuan Xin operate the car very skillfully, stepping on the clutch and shifting gears in one go. The only thing he didn't wear a seat belt was that he didn't actually wear one.

"Surprisingly very skilled."

“You’ll get it if you drive it more often, but the viewing angle is a bit weird.” That’s how light trucks work.

"Don't bump into it." Hachiman warned.

"Don't worry, with the strength of the two of us," he said, freeing one hand to lift the baseball bat on the side, "even if we stop, we can still escape."

"Well, you can escape by yourself, right? I will be a drag." After observing Xuan Xin's fighting ability at close range, Hachiman's judgment of his own strength can be undoubtedly evaluated as poor.

"Hahaha, don't say that. You're not a burden, you're a reliable partner. You can't accomplish everything by yourself."

"Well~" He didn't need this kind of encouragement. Hachiman raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

The rectangular artificial peninsula protruding into the sea in the south is a factory area.

Near the intersection, Uesugi Genshin slowed down the car and pointed ahead and said, "There seems to be a bunch of factories in Xingang at the end of Seaside Boulevard."

"Well, it looks like a frozen food processing plant or something like that."

"It is necessary to go."

"Just the two of us?" Hachiman hated this kind of dedicated labor.