According to the latest statistics in 2046, Melbourne's population is about 7.3 million. After the outbreak of the Doomsday, 90% of people instantly turned into zombies under the direct death virus, and the number of survivors is about 700,000.

After nearly eight months of doomsday, how many of these 700,000 survivors can be left? No one knows.

"...We were originally gods, with a light and clear temperament. Now we are ruined to the end of our journey and are reduced to such a hell. Death and various other disasters have come to the world, so we have lost the Paradise of Eden..."

"... Although darkness drives away all our glory and endless misery devours our happiness, because we still have an invincible will and spirit, we finally waited for the great man to appear and restore this paradise for us..."

In the dark room, Will gently rotated the long-dead radio, and an intense recitation came from the radio full of electronic noise.

"It is Paradise Lost, a great poem written by Milton in the sixteenth century."

Will said softly, this poem has been fresh and fresh. At this moment, it is so matched with this end of the world, which makes Will a little confused.

The companion beside him whispered: "What should we do? Should we go to the Paradise Lost mentioned on the radio? It's in the Qingshui River apartment, which is six streets away from us."

"What do you think?"

Will asked back, "If we don't go there, how long can we last. Those zombies are getting scarier, faster and faster, and stronger. We can't last long."

"I heard that in Sydney, the government rebuilt the defense line with Garden Island Naval Base as its core and established a forward base, maybe we can go there."

Someone said.

"Stop kidding, how do we go to Sydney, drive or walk? More than 800 kilometers are enough to bury all our fantasies."

Will flatly rejected it.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. I have decided that I will go to Paradise Lost. As for whether you want to go, you can do whatever you want."

"Will, what if we go there? Maybe it's a trap. Even if they can provide food and shelter, how long can they last? One day, two days, in the end, we don't have to act on our own. And who knows whether those people on the radio have food, maybe they just want to deceive us and then rob us, or even..."

The man couldn't continue to say it, but everyone else understood what he meant.

"I only know that this paradise lost is different from the so-called sheltered place I found before. At least, you have to eat enough to have the strength to finish this song "Padise Lost"."

Will's words made the others stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that Will's words made sense.

Art requires you to have enough food to think about it. The sound of reciting the poems with full energy at least means that the broadcaster does have enough food.

Thinking of this, the others were a little moved.

Not only Will, as the broadcast was transmitted, as long as the survivors in Melbourne who could receive the broadcast were a little moved, targeting Qingshui Riverside Apartment, the legendary Paradise Lost.

"Why did things turn out like this?"

The red mutant parrot was a little happy. In just one week, the entire Qingshui Riverside apartment changed apart. There were many more people, and more than 200 survivors gathered here. Since a damn bastard found the radio broadcast, many survivors would come in every day.

The increase in survivors means that a lot of food, water, and miscellaneous things are needed every day. However, these are not things that the red mutant parrots are upset. Anyway, as long as Li Tomb gives the order, the zombies controlled by Li Tomb will continuously empty the nearby supermarket and deliver it to the door.

Although many people have begun to speculate that this mysterious Mr. Li is in charge of a well-trained secret force, not only does everyone feel fear, but is more at ease.

Because this means that the Qingshui Riverside Apartment, which is now called Paradise Lost by survivors, does have sufficient food and the ability to shelter survivors.

The red mutant parrot is upset because it has to remain stupid for a long time due to the increase in the number of survivors, which makes its life less fun.

What's even more interesting is that among the survivors who just got the food satisfied, many of them were self-reliant and began to deliberately prepare to climb Li's tomb's bed.

This is the only fun for the red mutant parrot in this boring life.

If they knew that the Li Tomb they wanted to sacrifice themselves was actually a zombie or the king of all the zombies in this city, I don’t know what their expression would be.

The red mutant parrot thought without any evil taste and looked at Annie. This stupid woman had done too much, breaking the blessings of Li Tomb, and also made the red mutant parrot unable to see the hope of liberation from this sea of ​​suffering.

Thinking of this, the red mutant parrot couldn't help looking at Li Tomb. Li Tomb, wearing sunglasses, sat quietly in the crowd, looking no different from other humans.

But the red mutant parrot knew that this was just an illusion. Under the sunglasses, the black windbreaker hidden in the black windbreaker was the king who could dominate the doomsday and the zombie, but this king just wanted to be a man now.

I really can't understand Li Tomb's thoughts.

The red mutant parrot sighed. Even if it has telepathy and the ability to see through human hearts, it cannot understand what Li Tomb is thinking.

It is obviously a zombie, why do you still have a human heart left?

Just because he was once a human being or because of the beautiful woman in the pendant projection, the promise he once gave her was to kill her to marry you even if she was a mountain of corpses and blood, and she was endless.

"I don't understand!"

The red mutant parrot shook his head with some worries and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window. The doomsday for humans is the real paradise of freedom, but now it can only be a pet obediently, standing bored on Li Tomb's shoulder, listening to everyone's praise that made it crazy.

The room was very lively, and everyone seemed to be intimate and wanted to talk to Li Tomb. Although most people knew that Li Tomb had never spoken before, just Li Tomb nodded slightly was enough to make them feel happy.

I feel that my identity in this paradise lost is very different from that of others.

"Why don't we hold a dance party? A dance party that will make us forget this end, forget this pain, and have a fun life."

Someone suddenly suggested.

Everyone suddenly calmed down and looked at Li Tomb.

Li Ton's face was expressionless, and his eyes were blocked by black sunglasses, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

"A human being who is alive and dead. He just came out of hell and was ready to have a party? Humph, king, don't agree to them."

The red mutant parrot sneered and said in a low voice in Li Tou's ear.

Li Tomb just nodded slowly, and the red mutant parrot looked depressed, thinking that Li Tomb was simply unreasonable. Even zombies are the same, why do they insist on getting close to these damn humans? Even if they agree to such unreasonable requests, is it just because they are humans?

"So... did Mr. Li agree to this proposal?"

Seeing Li Tou nodding, the woman who made the suggestion said in surprise.

Li Bu nodded again, expressionless, and looked at the crowd in the room cheering. It was so lively, but it seemed so far away.

Since the dance matter was decided, Anne and the red mutant parrot would naturally communicate. Li Tou sat quietly in his room and gently touched the pendant on his chest. In the blue projection, the melody was still the same. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Li Tou's mouth.

Even Annie could feel the joy, and the red mutant parrot sighed. It knew that Li Tomb must have felt that he was integrating into humans and finally got closer to the woman in the projection, but he would not think that from the day he became a zombie, they might never be able to get close to each other again.
Chapter completed!