In a zombie apocalypse, while survivors and zombies fought tooth and nail, Shu Lan hid in a garbage dump, using the stench to mask human scent and evade zombies. There, she gave birth to her human ...
Chapter 59: No amount of sweet words can persuade a ghost who wants to die.
In order to promptly detect the zombies sneaking out of the darkness, the psychics placed a circle of searchlights around and installed guardrails. Once they found any suspicious figures approaching, they would immediately open fire.
Probably because of the gathering of people, the zombies came earlier tonight. The gunshots woke people up from their sleep, and they began to stay up late with the fear of whether they could see the sun tomorrow morning.
A figure wrapped in a brown diamond-patterned blanket stumbled into the night, his eyes empty and mumbling to himself.
"I want to go home, Dad, Mom, I want to go home..."
She used to dislike going home. Every day at home was filled with the same old nagging. When she went out to play, her parents would start bombarding her with phone calls before 10 o'clock. Her parents always advised her to find a stable job close to home.
She felt that this was her parents' desire to control her, so she chose a job that required her to travel around the world, wanting to escape as far away as possible.
Later I realized that she was too ignorant. It was not a desire for control at all, but her parents' way of expressing their concern and longing for her in a subtle way.
That year she landed at the District 10 Airport and never had the chance to return to her home in the north since then.
At this moment, it seemed as if there was a string pulling Su Zhen. She ignored the shouts and dissuasions of the people around her and walked towards the north step by step.
She missed the soup her father made and her mother's nagging, and she wanted to go find them.
There were hurried footsteps behind her. Someone grabbed Su Zhen's arm and asked curiously in a soft voice, "Where are you going?"
Su Zhen's eyes became slightly clearer: It was the girl named Qin Xiaoshuang.
She burst into tears and sobbed, "I'm going to find my parents. I should have gone to find them a long time ago. Even if I turn into a zombie, I should be with my family."
Shu Lan's tone was unusually stern: "When you become a parent, you'll know. If they really died or turned into zombies, they definitely wouldn't want you to look for them now. Otherwise, they'd be so angry they'd come back and scold you when they saw the King of Hell."
Su Zhen lowered her head and looked at the tiny Shu Maomao, who was clinging to her mother's thigh. Her nose felt even more sour.
This time, Shu Lan went straight to hold Su Zhen's hand. "Let's go. It's just a mediocre relationship with a mediocre man. What's so great about it? Everyone has encountered a few scumbags, haven't I? Otherwise, why would I have such a big son at such a young age?"
Shu Maomao: Here we go again.
His mother Shu Lan would make up eight hundred short stories about his life every day for people who didn't know the truth.
Su Zhen finally broke down and said, "But Lin Yi said he would turn me into the next Huo Yu. I'm so scared. I don't want to live like that, wagging my tail and begging for mercy."
Shu Lan sneered, "Just listen to his nonsense and come with me. My tent is quite big, so you won't make much difference."
Su Zhen pushed her hand away: "No need, Qin Xiaoshuang, we have no relatives or friends, you don't have to care about my life or death."
"Why did you give me a basket of fruit this morning when you have no relatives or friends?"
As the two of them were pulling each other, the already dim light around them suddenly dimmed, and the zombies' roars approached quickly, as if ringing right next to their ears.
The anxious psychic yelled, "The light here is broken! Go get a new one from the commander!"
Shu Lan whispered, "Baby, help me."
Although most of the superpowers in District 10 are as self-righteous as Lin Yi, and their sense of superiority is very annoying, they must not bear grudges when they have to live and die together.
The flames in the sky were like falling meteors, accurately hitting the zombies that were approaching humans quickly, and at the same time illuminating the area.
The blazing figures were like moving targets in the night and were quickly knocked down one by one.
At the same time, the broken lamp was taken away by Shu Maomao, and secretly replaced with a new one. After connecting the wires using vines, it lit up again.
The people nearby were so scared that they broke out in cold sweats and kept sighing: "Luckily the lights are back on, otherwise we wouldn't even know the zombies were right next to us."
"Fuck, Brother Wen, when did your fire ability become so awesome? It's like a god's magic."
“It’s not me!”
Shu Lan tugged at Su Zhen, who was stunned, and said, "Let's go. Let's not just stand here and talk."
Su Zhen was stunned: "That rain of fire just now..."
The coverage area was at least thirty meters, like fireworks blooming from top to bottom, both shocking and beautiful. Su Zhen had only seen small fireballs before, and had never seen such a large-scale fire ability.
Moreover, she was close enough to hear clearly what Shu Lan had just said. It seemed that it was the little boy who was always silent who helped.
This fact overturned Su Zhen's cognition. The shock drove away the sadness, and she was dazedly led by Shu Lan back to the tent in District 9.
There were many people in the tent, and they were all women. After Su Zhen followed them in, they just looked at her with curiosity, and no one asked questions such as "Who is she and why is she here?"
Shu Lan called out, "Meimei."
Zhong Mei raised her hand and replied, "I'm here."
"Her name is Su Zhen. Check her injuries. I'll go pick up the man's trash."
"OK."
After Shu Lan left, the tent erupted in a flurry of questions: "You got beaten? Aren't you the commander's woman? Who dared to beat you like this?"
"Your name is Su Zhen. Which Zhen character is it? Is it true or false?"
Su Zhen didn't know how to deal with the sudden enthusiasm of these strangers, and stood there stiffly and awkwardly.
Zhong Mei opened her palm and said, "I have healing abilities. Please put your hand up."
No one dared to disobey the doctor's words. Su Zhen placed her hand on Zhong Mei's, feeling as if hot water was being transferred from her palm, flowing through her body. The warmth gradually washed away all the pains and discomforts in her body, big and small.
"alright."
Zhong Mei withdrew her hand, Shu Lan also came back from next door, and the people in the tent shut their mouths again, as if someone had pressed the mute button.
Su Zhen found it magical that everyone didn't look like they were afraid of Qin Xiaoshuang, but they were able to keep quiet in front of her tacitly.
"There's an empty seat over there. You can sleep there. I'll get you a new bed, mattress, and clothes."
Su Zhen's eyes flickered, she bit her lower lip, and hesitated, "Qin Xiaoshuang, are you taking me in because you feel sorry for me?"
Shu Lan said, "Yeah, isn't it obvious?"
Su Zhen shook her head: "You are a good person, but I can't stay. Tomorrow, if Lin Yi knows I'm here, he will take his anger out on you too."
Shu Lan frowned. "You're quite an interesting person. If someone throws you a rope and wants to pull you up, you just take it. Why worry about the person being dragged down by you? Do I look like such an overconfident fool? Of course, if you insist on leaving, I won't stop you. What's the saying? You can't persuade a person who wants to die with kind words."
Su Zhen was stunned for a moment, then her eyes softened and she burst out laughing.
Shu Lan was a little confused: "What are you laughing at? Did I say the wrong word?"
Su Zhen said, "No, I laughed because that's how I saw you this morning. You can't persuade a ghost who wants to die with kind words."
Shu Lan couldn't help but curl her lips: "I was just pretending. Only a ghost would like him."
"I see now." Su Zhen took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to walk to the spot she pointed to, and cast aside all distracting thoughts: "Thank you, Qin Xiaoshuang."
Shu Lan said disapprovingly, "You're welcome, it's just an extra head."
That crappy system requires 50,000 people, and she doesn't know where to get so many people. This is her biggest headache.