The torrential rain ca, and the sky was pitch black.
On the dark streets where the rain poured down, a horde of terrifying zombies erged from the shadows.
Their twisted and deford bodies, skin pale as the dead, eyes full of hunger and madness.
As the rain poured, these zombies seed to find so strange pleasure. They cheered, making hoarse and terrifying sounds, like ghostly moans.
The rain rcilessly soaked their decaying clothing and shattered skin, making them even more hideous and frightening.
The zombies stretched their stiff limbs, swaying their bodies as if welcoming this terrifying baptism.
They tilted their heads, opened their mouths, greedily letting the rain drip into their throats. The scene was filled with distorted absurdity and evil, like a nightmare painting.
The rainwater mixed with the zombies’ putrid stench, forming a nauseating odor.
Water droplets dripped from their broken faces, mixed with rotten flesh, splashing up a series of disgusting images.
Yet the zombies were completely oblivious, imrsed in their madness, endlessly enjoying this death-like torrent.
The scene brought people into a world of horror and chaos, with zombies cheering in the rain, like ssengers of death’s power.
They intertwined with the forces of nature, creating a chilling spectacle, making people shiver, their hearts filled with fear and loathing.
......
In the zombie tide’s sweeping rain, so survivors hid in the corners of high-rise buildings, watching the horrifying scene below in fear.
Their faces were filled with despair and fear, their eyes revealing a dread and incomprehension of death.
Survivors trembled in the darkness, not daring to make a sound, fearing the zombies would notice their presence.
They did their best to conceal their own scent.
Below the building, every zombie’s roar was like a heavy slap on the survivors’ hearts.
They deeply felt their own fragility and helplessness, fear spreading in their hearts, making them almost unable to breathe.
The survivors exchanged glances, trying to find a glimr of hope and luck. They knew they had to remain calm and silent to avoid catching the zombies’ attention.
However, the fear and despair in their hearts were like a sharp knife, constantly stimulating their nerves.
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In the remote suburbs and wilderness.
Under the torrential rain, so survivors couldn’t find shelter in ti.
They were soaked from head to toe by the rain.
The relentless rain soaked the survivors’ bodies, rainwater dripping on their faces, mixed with tears and rain, as if speaking to the pain in their hearts.
They looked at the shadows of the forest, illuminated in flashes of lightning, seeing a few stray zombies slowly erging, their hearts filled with helplessness and sadness. They must quickly find a shelter.
........
At this mont.
The 24-hour rainfall of 800 milliliters is equivalent to twice the annual rainfall sum in the western regions before doomsday.
Before doomsday.
The usual light rain, moderate rain, heavy rain, and torrential rain were generally asured by daily rainfall.
Light rain referred to a daily rainfall of more than 10 milliters; moderate rain 10—24.9 milliters; heavy rain 25—49.9 milliters; torrential rain 50—99.9 milliters; heavy torrential rain 100—249 milliters; and extrely heavy torrential rain above 250 milliters.
But the rainfall at this mont far exceeded these pre-doomsday definitions, only appearing during so ga floods.
Such terrifying rain, even at the outbreak of doomsday, wasn’t this overwhelming.
Yet at the outbreak of doomsday, the rainfall exceeded 500 milliliters.
Since doomsday began, what was once defined as extrely heavy torrential rain is now considered ordinary during the current rainfall.
When the torrential rain cos, with zombies moving about, it’s very difficult for humans to confront zombies amid the rain.
.......
Big Camphor Tree Base.
Upon receiving a ssage from Uncle, Li Yu was shocked, and his fatigue instantly vanished.
He hurried towards the wall.
At that mont, with the torrential rain approaching, the base’s defense level had been elevated to the third level, with more than fifty people stationed on the wall.
Soon.
Braving the rain, Li Yu arrived on the wall.
He was wearing a raincoat on the outside, a waterproof jacket on the inside, and high waterproof Martin boots on his feet.
The weather these days had been extrely bizarre, suddenly dropping to around freezing temperatures.
In the rain, the white mist he exhaled hadn’t dispersed before being scattered by rain.
Rainwater falling on the wall flowed constantly out through the wall’s drainage outlet, spraying out from the wall.
Tap, tap, tap—
Li Yu stepped on the accumulated water, seeing the people standing on the wall.
Second Uncle, Uncle, Third Uncle, Second Uncle, Li Tie, He Chao, and over a dozen others were there.
Li Yu looked at the zombies outside the wall. Under the spotlight, the zombies outside greedily raised their heads, howling.
Looking out, hundreds of zombies were slowly approaching from outside, seemingly endless, constantly erging from behind the forest.
Bear in mind, at this ti yesterday, there were only a dozen zombies outside the wall, and they had to circle around to spot them.
Yet now, just outside the main gate, you could see hundreds and thousands of zombies.
And, as ti passed, these zombies continued to increase, their density still rising.
Perhaps, it wouldn’t be long before a pile-up of zombies would occur.
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