sinovels Chapter 058 Train to Busan
Chapter 058 Train to Busan
Lin Fan has already traveled the route to Tokyo once.
Therefore, the journey home was utterly desolate.
The once bustling Guandong Plain is now reduced to ruins.
Now five times larger than before, Lin Fan no longer needed to look where he was going.
Because the places he walked were roads.
Those surviving skyscrapers were like Lego bricks under his feet, crumbling at the slightest touch.
Only now did he truly experience the joy of being a Godzilla!
They destroyed everything along the way, and it took them less than an hour.
He returned to the epicenter of the nuclear explosion.
According to his estimate, the damage caused to the cherry blossoms along the way would be enough to plunge the country into hell.
The cherry blossoms are now in complete disarray.
Even in places unaffected by the disaster, chaos reigned.
With the prime minister's death, local officials began to act independently, and the once harmonious society suddenly descended into anarchy and disorder.
Arson, murder, vandalism, and looting were commonplace!
Of course, this is not enough for Lin Fan!
Compared to the chaotic areas, Tokyo is much quieter.
Especially in the central area, the ground has been completely vitrified, emitting a faint fluorescent glow.
If someone were to bring a Geiger counter at this moment, the radiation reading would probably explode instantly.
Ordinary creatures would melt upon entering, but Lin Fan felt a sense of comfort.
Without any hesitation, he found a comfortable position in the center of the crater and lay down.
Their enormous bodies were coiled together, like a black steel mountain range.
He tossed the two mutated squid aside.
These two guys aren't stupid either. Although the radiation here isn't as intense as nuclear wastewater, it's still enough to make them drool.
They lay on either side of the crater, their tentacles waving in the air and their compound eyes scanning the surroundings warily.
They look exactly like two door gods.
Moreover, the goalkeepers are Cthulhu-style.
At this moment, Lin Fan felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
The knowledge that was originally only in my talent began to become clear.
The muscles are twitching, and the bones are growing.
This time, upon waking from my slumber...
Perhaps the world needs to rethink what "calamity" truly means.
……
However, just as Lin Fan fell into a deep sleep...
It is hundreds of nautical miles away from the land of cherry blossoms.
Busan Port, the land of kimchi.
As night gradually falls, the port city becomes exceptionally lively, with sirens blaring through the sky.
Countless military vehicles and ambulances surrounded the dock, making it completely impassable.
The blinding beams of searchlight swept across the sea.
Soon, a massive combined fleet appeared in the distance, slowly sailing into the port.
That was a joint evacuation fleet from Japan, Japan, to evacuate their citizens.
Although it was just an evacuation of citizens, in reality, those who could board this ship were either very wealthy or very important, or were important diplomatic personnel and military dependents from various countries.
As for ordinary people?
Sorry, there really aren't many.
"Hurry! Move faster!"
"Establish the quarantine zone! All disembarking personnel must undergo quarantine!"
The South Korean pandemic response commander was shouting at the top of his lungs through a megaphone.
Although they always claim to be number one in the universe, their bodies are quite honest when faced with this unknown disaster.
After all, the neighboring country of Sakura has already been destroyed, and nobody wants to be the next unlucky victim.
Who knows if there might be any infected individuals lurking among these evacuating teams?
In fact, the entire population of South Korea strongly opposes taking in these people.
However, their opposition is completely ignored by the US.
For the US, it means we are the masters and you are the dogs. We say what we mean and you do what we say, so shut up and stop talking nonsense!
"Get out of the way! All of you, get out of the way!"
As the survivors of the Sakura Kingdom disembarked, the entire port became noisy.
A group of tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed Americans shoved and pushed aside the South Korean soldiers maintaining order, their faces contorted with rage as they pushed their way out.
"We are citizens of the United States! We need priority clearance!"
"It stinks here! It smells like kimchi everywhere! I need to go to a five-star hotel! I need a shower! I need steak!"
The lead white fat man waved his passport in his hand while spitting at the skinny Korean soldier in front of him.
"Sir, please keep order, we need to take your temperature..."
Korean soldiers tried to stop them.
"Let me take your temperature!"
The fat white man slapped the thermometer away, acting arrogantly and domineeringly.
"I'm a senior advisor to the US military stationed in Japan!"
My time is worth more than the lives of you kimchi-eating bunch!
"Get out of my way! Or I'll have MacArthur II send an aircraft carrier to Seoul!"
Faced with the fat man's angry rebuke, the surrounding Korean soldiers dared not utter a word of complaint.
There's nothing we can do; that's the power of the suzerain state.
Even though the suzerain state had just been utterly defeated by the monsters, it was still the big boss and the living father to these vassal states!
Finally, the epidemic prevention commander sighed and waved his hand: "Let them go first."
Special access channel opened.
This group of Americans, like a flock of victorious roosters, strode over, heads held high, muttering complaints and disdain.
however.
Nobody noticed.
Among this group of arrogant Americans, there was a young man in a hoodie who kept his head down and walked very slowly.
His face was deathly pale, even tinged with an eerie bluish-gray hue.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
He gripped his left arm tightly, which was wrapped in a thick coat, as if concealing something.
"Hey, Jack!"
His companion noticed his odd behavior and gave him a disapproving shove.
"Although I hate this country, there's nothing I can do about it now."
We need to spend a safe period here before we can return to our country.
"Hurry up and get going, don't dawdle. All this place has is damn kimchi. I'm craving Texas barbecue."
The young man called Jack shuddered violently.
He raised his head.
Those once azure eyes were now bloodshot, and the pupils were contracting and dilating violently, as if they were making a final stand against some terrifying will.
"I...I'm fine..."
Jack's voice was hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together, "I'm just... a little hungry..."
"Hungry?"
His companion rolled his eyes.
"Just bear with it, there will be food at the hotel. Although I don't think these kimchi people can make anything decent."
Jack didn't respond to his companion's complaints, but continued walking forward in silence.
But with his head down, he bit his lip tightly until it bled and dark red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
He felt a fire burning inside him.
That feeling of hunger.
I don't want to eat steak, nor do I want to eat a hamburger.
Instead, she looked at her companion's carotid artery, which throbbed as he spoke...
It smells good.
It smells so good.
He was filled with deep fear.
At this moment, he realized that he was probably going to become one of those monsters from the Sakura Kingdom.
He dared not speak, because if he did, he would likely be shot dead on the spot.
He didn't want to die, nor did he want to become a monster.
I was incredibly conflicted for a moment.
Soon, he arrived at the entrance of the temporary resettlement site with the group.
Quarantine checkpoint at the entrance.
A female nurse from South Korea holds a thermometer.
When they arrived at the door, the nurse raised her thermometer and was about to take Jack's temperature.
"Sir, please take off your hat."
The nurse's voice was very gentle, with the sweetness characteristic of South Korea.
Jack trembled all over as he slowly reached out and grabbed the brim of his hat, racking his brains for a way to escape the inspection.
But unexpectedly, at that very moment...
A sudden, violent spasm spread throughout his body.
The rationality that had been maintained collapsed in that instant.
In the instant he lost his mind, a massive beastly instinct took over his body.
"Uh...ah..."
Accompanied by a sudden, inhuman roar.
The coat that was originally wrapped around his left arm slipped off.
The people around instinctively looked at the lunatic in the group.
However, when they saw Jack's appearance at that moment, they all widened their eyes instantly and gasped.
The most striking thing is Jack's arm.
A large chunk of flesh was missing from the wound, which had already turned black and festered, with countless black blood vessels spreading across the body like a spider web!
Those are... bite marks!
"what……"
The nurse's terrified scream hadn't even escaped her lips.
Jack, whose primal instincts had been unleashed, suddenly raised his head.
That face was now completely distorted, its mouth split open to its ears, revealing teeth stained with black blood.
"Hungry!!!"
"roar--!"
next second.
He pounced on the poor nurse in front of him like a wild beast.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered.
The screams instantly tore apart the Busan port.
The American advisor, who had been complaining about how bad the kimchi was, was now completely terrified.
How could this happen?
Didn't those people who were injured by zombies before quickly turn into zombies themselves?
Why?
Why did this guy only mutate along the way?
The chubby guy was just a diplomatic advisor; he didn't know that there was such a thing as a special constitution.
Although the virus is ferocious, not everyone who is infected will immediately develop symptoms.
And Jack, who has now transformed into Big Baby, is clearly a survivor with a relatively long incubation period.
"Zombies...zombies?!"
"How come there are zombies here?!"
"Run! Run!!!"
With the screams, the already chaotic queue became even more disorderly.
Some people even wanted to turn back and run back to the warship.
At least there are their own soldiers there!
however……
Crowded people, narrow passageways, and unprepared epidemic prevention personnel.
This place is simply the perfect breeding ground for viruses.
Just when the whole world thought the disaster was confined to that isolated island of cherry blossoms.
This moment.
This also happened in South Korea!
The scene was in complete chaos.
And Jack, who had already turned into a zombie, went completely berserk in this crowded environment...