So he wrote another one, and wrote these three words again.

He frowned, not satisfied.

So I wrote a dozen more pictures with the same three characters in a row.

Calm down!

Snap!

The more Gan Xiong wrote, the more anxious he felt inside, so he threw the brush on the inkstone.

When the tip of the brush touched the inkstone, some ink splashed out and fell on the white paper.

Gan Xiong originally wanted to calm down by practicing calligraphy, but he did not expect that instead of calming down, he would become even more anxious.

He put on his coat, walked out of the room, and went downstairs. The security personnel downstairs were on duty at the door. When they saw Gan Xiong coming down, they were a little confused, but when they saw Gan Xiong's face seemed a little unhappy, he didn't do anything.

Dare to go out of your way to ask.

"Boss." The two staff on duty said to Gan Xiong.

"Well, let's take a walk outside." Gan Xiong said calmly.

The security personnel looked at each other. They were up late at night and had to walk around the base.

They were all sleepy.

But the two of them did not dare to complain and followed Gan Xiong closely to protect his safety.

At the gate of the Western Conference, on the wall.

Zhuang Shaohua was lying on a camp bed, waving his hands twice from time to time, and there were two mosquitoes buzzing around him.

Zhuang Shaohua was having a sweet dream, but when he was about to show off his power, he would be interrupted inexplicably, making him a little irritable and frowning.

Outside this small pavilion, there were three or four people sitting on the wall, bored and a little sleepy.

His head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Lack of spring, sleepiness in summer, and hibernation in autumn.

Since the rain during Qingming Festival, the weather has become much hotter. This kind of weather can make people sleepy easily.

This night is quiet.

In Lao Zhuang's room, Lao Zhuang was snoring, his chest rising and falling regularly with his breathing.

In a certain corner of the Western Conference, there is a muscular man, shirtless, working on the fields.

Someone seemed to have scratched his back, leaving two red scratch marks.

In the night wind, after the bottle of zombie attracting potion fell, they could not see any trace at all, and they could never find where the bottle of potion was dropped.

"Fly away and take a look." Li Yu said to Li Tie.

Li Tie nodded, and then controlled the drone to fly away from the sky over the Western Alliance.

"Huh?" Gan Xiong was walking in the base at this time. He looked up and seemed to see a small red dot. When he looked over again, he couldn't see it anymore.

"Am I dazzled?" Gan Xiong murmured in a low voice.

He turned around and asked the two guards following him. They both shook their heads and said they didn't see it.

"Forget it, let's go back." After Gan Xiong walked outside for a short distance, he felt sleepy for a while, so he walked towards his residence.

There are some zombies underneath the Western Alliance wall.

The Western Alliance base is not too far from Chengdu, nor is it too close.

It is also twenty or thirty kilometers away from the suburbs of Chengdu.

It is 60 to 70 kilometers away from the center of Chengshi.

Even so, there are some small towns around the foundation, and the population is not small.

Under the wall, one of the zombies moved its nose, as if it smelled something extraordinary.

The next second, the whites of this zombie's eyes, which originally occupied three-quarters, turned red instantly.

"Roar!"

It opened its big mouth full of mucus, and in the gaps between its sharp teeth, there was some muscle tissue. This muscle tissue was rotten, and you could vaguely see some small white flesh worms squirming on it.

This zombie became extremely excited and was originally just wandering blindly under the wall.

At this moment, it was like he was on stimulants, he raised his head greedily, roared, and kept scratching at the wall.

This is not just an example.

One head, two heads, three heads.

More and more zombies are now raising their heads from their lowered heads, raising their hands high, with a kind of extreme madness on their ferocious and rotten faces.

There seemed to be something that they were eager for.

These zombies seemed to have multiplied their speed and were hitting the walls and gates crazily.

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The roars of zombies kept coming and going.

If it was a calm lake just now, now it is like a huge stone hitting the lake directly from the sky.

At the gate of the Western League, the men who were dozing off suddenly heard the noise below, woke up one after another, and then stood up.

Seeing the crazy looks of these zombies, a younger guy among them said: "This, this, what is going on?"

This is not the first time they have been on guard duty here. It is not raining and there is not much movement or noise in the base. Why do these zombies suddenly riot?

"Is it because the moonlight is too bright today?"

"What logic? Why don't you say it's the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? It has nothing to do with moonlight, okay?"

"Go and notify Brother Zhuang."

Zhuang Shaohua slapped himself in the face and slowly sat up.

He stared blankly at the mosquito on his hand.

The palms of my hands were full of blood.

"Damn, you sucked so much blood from me."

The noise from outside came in, and his heart tightened.

He quickly stood up and ran out of the small pavilion.

I happened to meet my subordinate walking over.

"There's a zombie riot outside. Brother Zhuang?"

Seeing the zombies rioting under the wall, he frowned and asked the men beside him: "What's going on? What's the reason?"

"I don't know, it was very sudden. It was fine a few minutes ago, and then suddenly there was a riot."

Zhuang Shaohua frowned even more when he heard this. These zombies would not riot for no reason. There must be something irritating them.

Based on their past experience in fighting zombies, there are usually several reasons why zombies will riot.

Heavy rain, blood, high decibel noise.

However, at present, none of these points exist.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Shaohua pondered for a few seconds, raised his head, and his pupils shrank slightly.

He quickly used his headlight to shine in the distance, and saw hundreds of zombies coming towards him hundreds of meters away.

There's still 12 o'clock.

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