Endless paradise

Bai Mu took out the last pack of cigarettes from his pocket, moved out the small bench, sat under the eaves, lit a match, lit the tobacco, and took a deep breath.

In the courtyard on the concrete floor stood the chariot armed with steel plates and iron spikes. The steel plates were filled with dark blood stains.

He silently looked at the steel beast in front of him. Only looking at the car that had been with him for a long time made him feel better.

Hunger filled his body, there was not much food left, and there was still a lot of water in reserve, but water alone could not sustain a human being.

I never expected that after ten years of surviving in the apocalypse, the biggest crisis would not be the zombies wandering around, but this drought.

Bai Mu blew out a smoke ring, sat blankly for a while, and went to the house to move the gas tank.

It is time to leave. There is no point in staying in this house. You must drive the car away before you are too hungry to walk and go to another place where there may be hope.

He filled up the tank, which was modified from an imported off-road vehicle, and stuffed machetes, guns and the few remaining bullets into the co-pilot, as well as his homemade incendiary bombs and soil bombs.

Of course, the most unforgettable thing is the old radio.

Fortunately, the radio was not malfunctioning. He plugged in the tape, held the photo of his childhood and his grandma in his arms, played an opera that his grandma liked to listen to the most during her lifetime, and drove the chariot away from his and grandma's home.

The weather-beaten modified car drove through the familiar old road. The village was silent and empty. He had cleaned up the zombies here ten years ago. Ten years ago, when he returned to his hometown after many twists and turns, he was greeted only by devastation.

While passing by the wheat field at the entrance of the village, he went to burn yellow paper for the small earthbags, one big and one small. His grandmother was buried in the big earthbag, and the big yellow dog that had been with him for eight years was buried in the small earthbag.

The chariot did not stay for too long. Before the sun went down, the chariot drove onto the road.

Rusty and scrapped cars can be seen everywhere, and zombies with rotting flesh revealing white bones are crawling on the deserted roads.

The zombies ten years ago were all very energetic, comparable to sprinters, but now even they are old. The blazing sun has evaporated the water in their bodies, and their charred and thin appearance is like a starving ghost who is seeking his life.

Only a very small number of zombies still have the ability to run and walk. Bai Mu calls them mutants.

It was already dusk, the heat wave was rolling on the road, and the huge red sun was setting on the edge of the horizon.

The roar of the engine attracted all the zombies and mutants around. These monsters are most sensitive to sounds and smells. If there is a little movement or a little blood, they will pounce on you like hyenas that are about to die of hunger.

Bai Mu held the steering wheel with one hand and stretched the barrel of the shotgun out of the car window with the other.

He shot all the mutants in the head who tried to get closer, and their black and gray brains splattered on the road.

There are not many zombies nearby, and he can still rush out.

He had been driving on the highway for several days, and it was the evening of another day, and his head was confused.

He broke into a land he had never been to before, and was surrounded by a lot of zombies and mutants.

He didn't know if he could break out of this encirclement. At this point, he could no longer use bullets in a planned way and could only shoot regardless.

Very good, I haven’t killed so happily in a long time.

Incendiary bombs exploded among the corpses, and the flames burned into blood red. Accompanied by the hissing and burning sound of the fuses, the bombs blew up the limbs of the zombies.

An eyeball was smashed against the car window, and the viscous liquid flowed along the path of the wind.

The smell of rotting corpses and burning gasoline filled his nostrils. He had long been accustomed to this smell, and there was no disturbance in his heart.

When there was still a small arc left in the setting sun, he reached out to touch the co-pilot and was suddenly stunned.

The seats were empty, and he finally reached the day when he ran out of ammunition and food.

The road ahead was blocked by abandoned cars, and hundreds of cars hit the curve.

The zombies attracted by the sound of the engine seemed like the tide was about to drown him.

An unexpected ending. Before he set off, he had a premonition that this was probably the last moment of his life.

In the dim world, listening to the dense footsteps behind him, Bai Mu remembered the days when he sat behind his grandma's tricycle and went to the market.

At that time, he was just a child, looking at the sky boredly and counting the clouds in the sky.

Those carefree days are so nostalgic. He misses the aroma of wheat fields and soil, misses the smell of plant ash from the earthen stoves, and misses the wisps of smoke coming out of the chimneys of every house under the golden sunset.

The days of peace and stability are gone forever, and Bai Mu can only cherish them in his memory.

He stepped on the brakes, took out the crumpled cigarette case, took out the last cigarette and lit it, using all his strength, he took a deep breath.

Countless zombies surrounded the car. The windows were rolled down, and a red-hot cigarette butt sizzled in the eyes of a zombie. Bai Mu pulled open the dial and lit a fuse there.

A few seconds later, there was a loud bang, and the entire tank exploded in smoke and fire.

The sun sets below the horizon, and the world returns to silence.

...

[During body transmission, it is detected that the player's body is severely damaged, and the repair process is started...]

[10%, 20%, 50%, 100%, repair completed. 】

[Player No. K8107, welcome to Endless Paradise. ]

In the dark world, a strange voice appeared in Bai Mu's ear. It was a neutral voice that could not distinguish between male and female, without any emotion.

[It is detected that the player is playing the game for the first time, and novice scripts are being randomly selected. 】

[The extraction is completed, you are in single-player mode (novice). 】

[Script name: Desert Island Survival. 】

[Current script danger rating: F level. 】

【A synopsis of the script will be played for you soon. 】

The dark world suddenly lit up, and a movie-like scene appeared in front of Bai Mu's eyes.

It was a stormy sea, and a cruise ship was heaving in the rough waves, like a leaf rolling in the flood.

The salty smell of sea water and the cold sea breeze blew in his face. The thunder was rolling, and Bai Mu had the illusion of being on the sea.

[This is originally a happy and joyful sea trip. The private cruise ship takes you to the blue sea. You can party on the cruise ship, enjoy the sea breeze on the deck, and enjoy your vacation. 】

[But a tsunami hits with a typhoon. When you wake up, you find that a terrible natural disaster has washed you onto an uninhabited desert island. What's worse is that you have nothing but a shirt and shorts, no mobile phone, no Internet, no food, and no tools. 】

【You can’t contact anyone and can only survive like Robinson Crusoe on this desert island isolated from the world and far away from human society. 】

[Main mission: Survive for 30 days. ]

When this voice sounded, Bai Mu's eyes lit up and his normal senses returned to normal. He could freely control his hands and feet again.

The first thing he felt was the salty sea breeze. In front of him was the sparkling sea. The blue sea was rolling with waves after waves, and white foam was rolling on the waves.

The bright sunshine shines on the sea, and he is standing on a beach, under a coconut tree on the beach to be precise.

Seagulls flew over at low altitude, and the waves washed against the rocks in front of him, all the way to the soles of his feet, soaking through his shoes. His toes felt cool, and the fine gravel made him feel uncomfortable on the soles of his feet.

Hermit crabs crawled across the beach, and the leaves of the coconut trees rustled. He looked down at his clothes, which turned out to be a colorful short shirt and shorts. His whole body was wet, as if he had just crawled out of the sea.

The last scene in my memory was that he ignited the self-explosion bomb in the tank. It was a bomb that had been prepared a long time ago. He should have died together with a bunch of zombies in the explosion, but when he woke up again, he actually came to such a...

Well, on a peaceful and beautiful beach.

Bai Mu scratched his head. He heard those strange sounds, and of course he understood the meaning of those sentences.

But this is all too unbelievable to believe.

He found that his body had become younger. He was back to the time when he was at his best. The fatigue, hunger, and dehydration that should have been in his body were all gone. His condition was surprisingly good.

No matter what, in short, he is still alive.

A magical and incomprehensible force brought him to the island and kept him alive.

This is like a dream, a real dream.

A voice in the dream told him that he was playing a game. The content of the game was to survive on a desert island for 30 days.

What is on this desert island?

Will there be zombies?

It doesn’t look like there is.

Looking at the lush trees and the birds jumping in the trees, Bai Mu felt more relaxed after a long time.

He almost forgot the last time he saw a live bird. He hadn't felt such an active breath of life for a long time, and he just felt wonderful.

He casually climbed up a coconut tree and knocked down a few plump coconuts.

When I picked up a coconut, words suddenly popped out in front of my eyes.

[Name: Fresh Coconut]

[Type: Plant]

[Quality: Ordinary]

It took Bai Mu a few seconds to adapt to and read these words. He was not proficient in game knowledge, but he knew that this method of item introduction was indeed common in electronic games.

"So I can observe some useful information just with the *** eye?" Bai Mu pondered while holding the coconut, "This seems to be quite useful."