Chapter 53 The second choice, to save or not to save!

In the end times, staying alive and protecting the most important people are the most important things!

That generous reward is nothing but poison wrapped in honey!

She suddenly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, there was only cold determination in her eyes.

Bai Li was struggling fiercely in her heart.

In the sight of the crow,

The tragedy continues.

Another survivor fell.

The child's crying has become hoarse.

Those enhanced zombies seemed to be stimulated by the blood and became even more crazy.

Bai Li gritted his teeth and his body trembled slightly.

final,

"Choose two! Watch from the sidelines!"

She almost gritted her teeth and made this difficult and cruel decision in her heart.

[Select Confirm. Rewards: Moderately improved primary stealth skills, Mental Resilience +2 (increased resistance to mental shock and temptation), Weak Spirit +1]]

A cool energy flows into the consciousness and body, the concealment effect is stronger, and the spirit becomes more resilient.

It is as if it is coated with a layer of invisible armor, which can better resist external interference and its own instability.

But there was no joy in her heart, only a heavy sense of depression.

She closed her eyes with difficulty and gave instructions to the head crow with her mind.

"Elevate, stay away, and continue monitoring."

The leader crow flapped its wings and flew high, leaving the tragic scene below behind.

Those desperate cries and roars gradually faded away and finally disappeared in the wind.

Bai Li lay on the ground, not moving for a long time.

My heart felt like it was being blocked by a huge rock, so heavy that I couldn't breathe.

An indescribable sense of guilt and powerlessness enveloped her.

She knew that intellectually, this was the right and safest option.

But emotionally...

She is not a cold-blooded animal after all.

"Meow……"

She let out a low sob, one of exhaustion and sadness.

She stood up and walked silently to the second-floor balcony.

Ling Xiao seemed to have noticed her depressed mood.

He stretched out his little hand and gently grabbed a strand of her hanging white fluff.

There was a hint of inquiry and worry in his big black eyes.

Bai Li lowered her head and rubbed his little hand gently with her head.

Feeling the soft touch and warm body temperature,

The coldness and depression in her heart were slightly relieved.

sorry,

Cat Mom is not a hero,

Cat mom just wants to protect you.

She took a deep breath and her eyes became firm again.

The end of the world is so cruel.

I want to live, I want to protect the important people.

You have to harden your heart and make difficult choices.

She turned around and looked into the distance again.

His eyes became sharp and deep.

Must become stronger!

Strong enough to ignore most rules,

Strong enough to occasionally follow the good intentions of your heart while preserving yourself.

Instead of just watching the tragedy happen helplessly like we are doing now.

She jumped off the balcony.

Go back to the tire target.

This time,

Her attacks became more fierce and more crazy.

It seemed as if it wanted to vent all its emotions in every attack and claw.

Ling Xiao looked at the figure of Cat Mom,

A complicated expression appeared on the little face.

Through his powerful spirit,

Sensing the tragedy happening in the distance,

I also felt the cat mother's inner struggle and her final cold but rational decision.

He sighed softly.

He understood Cat Mom's choice.

Even in his opinion, this was the most correct choice.

only……

The struggle and guilt that Cat Mom is showing at this moment is based on human moral values...

It's becoming less and less like a simple spirit beast.

His eyes fell on Bai Li again.

Deep in those black pupils,

Full of deeper curiosity and exploration.

Cat Mom,

The secrets of you,

How many are there left?

The days seemed to have returned to their previous rhythm.

Practice, train, expand territory, and collect supplies.

Bai Li buried the depression of the rescue choice deep in her heart and became more focused and hardworking.

She commanded the zombie engineering team to reinforce the courtyard's fortifications over and over again.

Using found barbed wire, broken glass, and sharpened sticks, they crafted crude but effective obstacles and traps.

She even had the crazy idea of ​​letting the zombies try to cultivate the experimental field and sow more seeds.

Although most of them did not sprout, there were always a few tenacious green plants that stubbornly poked their heads out, bringing a glimmer of hope.

Ling Xiao's cultivation is also getting better.

The toothpick-thick strand of spiritual energy flowed more smoothly and freely.

He can now stably condense a soybean-sized flame that lasts for five or six seconds.

Or let a thin book turn a few pages automatically without wind.

The progress is small, but solid.

He will still secretly act as an invisible coach,

Use that wisp of spiritual energy to fine-tune Bai Li's training movements and guide the circulation of her spiritual power.

Bai Li's meowing fist became more fierce and strange.

The cat's claws can occasionally emit a brief white light.

As the body moves, it can even leave a faint afterimage.

She still wondered about the occasional flashes of inspiration her baby brought.

But it is more due to my own talent and hard work.

This afternoon,

Bai Li was controlling the Rat King and exploring a half-collapsed underground pipe.

The Rat King's vision was extremely clear in the darkness.

It nimbly shuttles through pipes covered with moss and sewage, followed by several younger brothers who are responsible for carrying things.

Suddenly,

The Rat King stopped, pricked up his ears alertly, and sniffed hard with his nose.

From the corner of the pipe ahead, there was a very faint groaning sound and a faint smell of blood.

Not a zombie, but a living person!

Bai Li's heart tightened, and he immediately asked the Rat King and the mice to hide, and then he went forward cautiously to investigate.

I saw the water in the corner of the pipe.

A figure sat slumped.

He was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, with a face as pale as paper and chapped lips.

His left leg was twisted at an unnatural angle, clearly broken and swollen, with blood still seeping slowly from the wound.

His body was covered in mud and blood, and he looked miserable.

He seemed to have been trapped here for a long time. He was extremely weak and his eyes were a little dazed.

But even so, he still held a modified screwdriver tightly in his hand, looking vigilantly into the depths of the dark pipe.

Beside him lay a worn backpack, revealing some tools, bandages, and a half-empty bottle of water.

Looks like a technician struggling to survive.

The man seemed to hear the rustling of rats. He raised his head with difficulty and looked in the direction of the Rat King with cloudy eyes.

A hoarse, hoarse sound came from his throat, full of despair and vigilance.

Bai Li looked at the man through the Rat King's vision.

It was not the chaotic scene of being besieged by zombies like before.

Only one person was seriously injured and unable to move.

Trapped in this dark underground, one can only wait for death in despair.

Very low threat.

To save? Or not to save?

Almost at the same time as the thought arose,

The system selection panel pops up again.

But this time, the options and rewards are completely different.