Survivor

The cafeteria in the surgical building covered an area of about three hundred square meters, which was relatively large.

The cafeteria had a lobby and two private rooms. The private rooms were rather luxuriously decorated. They were originally used by the hospital leaders to entertain guests, but now they had changed owners.

The door of the cafeteria had been locked shut, with a pile of miscellaneous items stacked at the door to seal it tightly shut. The windows were all curtained, and even padded with quilts to block any sound from coming out.

It was summer now, and the weather was already scorching hot. With the cafeteria sealed up like this, the interior felt like a steamer.

The two private rooms were fine since they had air conditioning. Although there was also an air conditioner in the lobby, it was clearly not enough to handle such sweltering heat.

Not just anyone could enter the private rooms. They used to be for leaders, and now they were used by two medical staff.

Zhou Meng was the head chef at the hospital cafeteria. Before becoming a chef, he had also managed the hospital morgue.

Zhao Xin was part of the 120 emergency response team responsible for carrying stretchers.

These two could only be considered lower-level hospital staff doing grunt work that few people wanted to do. The people who did this kind of work were generally less educated and less capable.

However, doing this kind of work also required certain qualifications. One was good physical strength, and the other was ruthlessness!

Without some courage, one wouldn't dare face those corpses every day or go back and forth carrying them.

Zhou Meng was a middle-aged man with a full beard and sturdy build, his face covered in flesh. Although now he was just a chef, he had actually studied forensic medicine before and dissected corpses.

However, he had a problem with drinking too much. He often made mistakes after drinking, and after several botched dissections, he simply switched careers and started running the hospital cafeteria.

Zhao Xin had previously been Zhou Meng's apprentice. The two had a good relationship, and Zhao Xin deeply respected Zhou Meng's personality and courage, always looking up to him.

On the day the biochemical outbreak happened, the two of them were having breakfast in the hospital cafeteria.

The sky was gloomily overcast that day when suddenly massive fireballs began falling from the sky - meteors passing through the cloud cover.

People were scared witless at the time, because the meteors seemed endless, crashing into buildings and instantly collapsing them.

Crashing into the ground, they left huge craters.

Amidst the continuous tremors, everyone was on the verge of collapse. Even those who had been at home didn't dare stay home anymore and rushed out into the streets.

Even greater disaster followed. After the meteor shower, a strong sulfur smell permeated the air, and many people fainted shortly after.

Before the fainted could even be sent to the hospital, they had already mutated into zombies and began attacking any living thing they could see.

The apocalypse had arrived. Even those in the hospital cafeteria could not avoid it. Several people successively mutated.

At that time, Zhou Meng made a decision - not to run outside, because there were even more people out there.

Even if others had weapons, few had the courage to face zombies, but the two of them were unafraid.

They frequently dealt with corpses in their daily work and didn't find them particularly frightening. What's more, this was clearly a time of desperation.

More importantly, Zhou Meng had a dog!

It was a Tibetan mastiff that, after people mutated into zombies, also seemed to have changed.

Its bones grew larger and its weight increased noticeably. Its eyes turned red, making it look exceptionally ferocious.

Yet when Zhou Meng and Zhao Xin, imitating zombie-fighting methods from movies, took cleavers and fire axes to the zombies' heads while utilizing the terrain, this Tibetan mastiff also moved.

Baring its bloody fangs, it attacked the zombies' necks, killing them even faster than Zhou Meng and Zhao Xin combined!

With this dog's help, Zhou Meng and Zhao Xin smoothly cleared all the zombies from the cafeteria.

After occupying the cafeteria, they had everyone obey their commands and wait there for rescue.

Yet after waiting three days, the imagined rescue never arrived. Instead, the world grew increasingly hopeless.

Over those days, they witnessed many people die and get eaten. They also saw some who had gone mad with fear before dying.

All who could not adapt to this apocalypse died. Those remaining could only cling wretchedly to life.

Cell phones had no signals, calls couldn't get through, and some areas even began losing electricity. The entire world had completely collapsed.

But Zhou Meng and Zhao Xin were not afraid - on the contrary, they grew increasingly excited.

Because this situation meant no one could restrain them anymore.

There were several young nurses from the hospital eating in this cafeteria. These girls were all in the bloom of youth, as beautiful as flowers. Usually they could only feast their eyes, but now these girls had no choice but to rely on them to survive.

The reason was simple: they were the strongest in terms of fighting ability here.

Previously there had been 15 people in the cafeteria besides them - 10 women and 5 men.

Of the men, three were patients' family members, one was a doctor, and one a hospital manager.

But now, besides them there were only 13 people left - 9 women and 4 men.

Yesterday afternoon, the hospital manager had actually still tried to throw his weight around in front of them, demanding one of the private rooms, with a head nurse backing him.

As soon as Zhou Meng saw they wouldn't compromise, he flew into a rage and made no more pretense - he directly ordered Black Wolf, his Tibetan mastiff, to attack, mauling the two to death!

Seeing the two torn to shreds in Black Wolf's jaws, everyone else shut up like clams.

Zhou Meng's fierce gaze swept over them, and he spoke.

"Let me advise you again not to harbor any unrealistic fantasies. Three days have passed and there's clearly no rescue coming. Cell phones have no signals, TV stations have stopped broadcasting. There was scattered news the first day, but the last two days, the whole world is dead, fucking dead, you hear me?"

No one around him dared to speak. Zhou Meng's face twisted savagely.

"You know Resident Evil, right? This is it. The whole world is done for. Now whoever's fists are bigger, whoever can provide food, they're the boss. Those without these abilities can only play the grandson!"

"You saw what happened to those people just now. Anyone who disobeys, that'll be your outcome in the future!"

At his side, Zhao Xin brandished a knife, while Zhou Meng held up a fire axe. Their gaze swept over the crowd, but no one dared to resist at all.

That night, Zhou Meng and Zhao Xin ate meat and drank wine, warm and well-fed, their thoughts turned to lust as they plotted which beauty to go after tomorrow.

But suddenly, around dawn, gunshots rang out from the direction of the inpatient building!

Hearing the gunshots, Zhou Meng and the other survivors alike all opened their eyes wide.

Gunshots!

Could it be police or troops who had come?