◎Are you awake? Come and kill the zombies◎
Turning around, there were several elderly people standing behind Kong Jiaming, including Uncle Wen Zhen.
They also had the same things tied around their bodies.
"Grandpa, will you come back soon after you go out?" Xiaoyan stood not far away, frowning worriedly. "You have to be careful. You must come back!"
Uncle Wen Zhen's eyes were red, and he choked back the urge to cry. He gently hugged Xiaoyan, as if avoiding her gaze: "Take care of yourself, and live well."
The meaning of the words seemed stranger and stranger, and even Shangguan Huai, who was standing next to him, felt that something was not right.
He tugged at Ertong, who had come with him to rescue the people, and asked, "What are they going to do? What are they strapped to their bodies?"
Ertong was crying breathlessly, but he still tried to help: "It's a bomb. Brother Jiaming made it himself. This is the last resort."
Shangguan Huai gasped: "What's the last resort?"
"If the wall collapses, they'll strap explosives on and go out, pushing the zombies far enough away before they mutate and then detonating the bombs."
"Is there no other way?" Shangguan Huai's heart was beating fast. He looked at the tragic figure walking towards the wall, and his throat was choked with sobs.
Ertong shook his head. "If there wasn't truly no other way, this wouldn't have happened. It's not just Brother Jiaming; everyone else is basically without any relatives." The intense grief made everyone tremble. "Except for Uncle Wenzhen and Xiaoyan, Uncle Liang and the others said they have no relatives and are old. This kind of sacrifice... is what they should do."
"But but..." Shangguan Huai racked his brains, trying to find a suitable excuse to persuade these people to stay.
Even if it's just a new solution.
He knocked his head hard a few times, but no matter how hard he thought, no better solution came to mind.
"This is a personal choice," Shangguan Yu had walked up to him at some point, his hands in his pockets, staring blankly at the figures. "They must have thought it through better than anyone else."
"Xiao Yu, is there really no other way?" Shangguan Huai stood up as if he had found a savior and grabbed his brother's sleeve, "Maybe..."
"No."
With such a firm and unhesitating denial, Shangguan Huai's heart completely fell into an icy abyss.
He didn't even dare to turn around, didn't dare to look at those who died bravely, and buried his head directly in Shangguan Yu's shoulder as if he had lost all his strength.
It's a miracle.
Why can’t we give good people a little miracle?
He believed that this group of people would hold on to even a glimmer of hope for survival.
The people at the hole were about to collapse, and one or two scattered zombies rushed in and were dealt with by the people in the second line of defense.
Even Ling Xi, who had originally returned to deliver supplies, joined the emergency battle.
That group of people knew that she only had spatial abilities, and other than that, her combat capability was the same as that of an ordinary person, so they purposely protected her behind the second line of defense.
Kong Jiaming and Uncle Wen Zhen walked to the hole, put on their helmets, wrapped thick scarves around their necks, and then lowered the helmet panels.
Without exception, they wrapped themselves tightly, wore pet-proof bite gloves on their hands, and wore two layers of thick cotton clothes.
"Start?" Uncle Wen Zhen turned his head to look at Kong Jiaming.
"I'll go first." Without any hesitation, Kong Jiaming took the lead and rushed towards the hole.
Because he was wearing too many clothes, his running movements were a little stiff, like a wobbling penguin, but no one could laugh.
The people defending the wall didn't even have time to look at him again and remember this last scene before more zombies came in through the hole.
It was obvious that this moment could be the farewell of life and death for this group of people, but they were unable to say goodbye properly.
Everyone is giving 100% effort to protect the community.
Kong Jiaming was very strong. As soon as he pounced on the zombie, he immediately pulled it more than a meter away. However, it was too difficult to do it with just one person's strength.
Immediately afterwards, Uncle Wen Zhen and others also rushed out. They held hands, as if weaving a cordon, pushing back the zombies that tried to move forward.
The zombies only knew that there was fresh flesh and blood in front of them, and they all pounced on their arms and thighs to bite them.
The thickness of the clothes prevented them from easily biting through, and the neck and head were also protected, so the zombies' teeth could not penetrate this layer of defense.
Xiaoyan stood not far from the hole, her hands clasped together nervously, and she kept muttering, "Nothing can happen to anyone. Nothing can happen to anyone."
They used a human wall to push the zombies to a distance of 20 meters away from the wall.
Kong Jiaming's cotton coat was chewed until the cotton came out. He gritted his teeth and asked loudly, "Ready?"
"Ready!" Everyone responded without hesitation.
The next second, Xiaoyan felt a cold hand covering her eyes, and her endless prayers stopped in an instant.
A strong sense of fear suddenly welled up in her heart for no reason. She seemed to have guessed something and tried desperately to pull the hand away from her eyes.
Kong Jiaming closed his eyes and let go of the controller.
The moment he let go, the zombies pounced on him like crazy beasts, covering him layer by layer.
So much blood.
The baffle in front of me was constantly sprayed with bright red color, and the cotton coat on my body was gradually soaked.
Cold blood, cold night.
But... what Kong Jiaming didn't expect was that being bitten to death by a zombie wasn't as painful as he imagined. The bomb...
Huh?
Why didn't I feel the explosion?
It should have been burned and destroyed by a bomb that was intense enough to shatter a person, but could it be that the machine malfunctioned???
Kong Jiaming pressed the button several times in disbelief.
Not only did the bomb on him not explode, but he also didn't hear any noise from other people's side.
But his vision was covered with blood red.
After an unknown amount of time, the heavy feeling on my body gradually disappeared, and a voice like the sound of nature suddenly rang out beside my ears: "Are you okay? Were you bitten?"
This voice is so familiar...it seems...
Kong Jiaming felt the oppression on his body completely disappear. He immediately turned over and stood up, wiping the blood-stained baffle with his bitten and tattered gloves.
In a faint red, he saw Rong Xiao.
Rong Xiao held a knife dripping with blood in his hand and tilted his head to look at Kong Jiaming curiously.
When a zombie tried to attack, Rong Xiao didn't even turn his head, but raised his hand and slashed at it quickly and accurately.
"I'm fine!" Kong Jiaming touched the bomb on his body.
The power supply is fine, and the controller has power. I've checked it countless times before, so how come it didn't explode at the critical moment?!
"I'm glad you're okay," Rong Xiao smiled at him while holding the bloody knife, and handed him his other weapon, the iron hook. "Then let's get up and kill the zombies together. There are too many of them, and I can't kill them all at once."
Kong Jiaming was a little confused and couldn't figure out what was going on, but he seemed to be bewitched by the beautiful face in front of him. He took the weapon obediently and mechanically walked towards the pile of zombies next to him who were attacking someone unknown, and shot them in the back of the head.
Brush——
It was like the sound of mowing the grass echoing in the night wind.
Xiaoyan finally grabbed the hand that was blocking her eyes, rushed forward a few steps with tears on her face, and was pulled back.
"Grandpa and the others were knocked down by zombies, knocked down!!" Xiaoyan raised her finger anxiously, but the people around her all had serious expressions and looked ahead helplessly.
"Fuck, why is Rong Xiao here? What is she doing outside!" The next second, a voice even more excited than Xiaoyan's sounded. Lingxi also wanted to rush forward, but was quickly blocked by others.
Although a large wave of zombies outside the hole were temporarily led away, there were still many scattered zombies rushing towards the hole. Some of them were extremely fast and difficult to deal with.
Rong Xiao did the same thing as before, counting every time he killed someone, and soon he grabbed another person from the pile of corpses.
It’s Uncle Wen Zhen.
She thoughtfully wiped the blood off Uncle Wen Zhen's helmet shield, then smiled and helped him stand upright. "Are you awake? Come kill the zombies."
As she spoke, she found a sharp object from the roadside and stuffed it into Uncle Wen Zhen's hand.
Uncle Wen Zhen looked incredulous and looked towards Kong Jiaming not far away to ask about the situation. However, Kong Jiaming was already blood-thirsty and was working madly next door while swinging Rong Xiao's iron hook.
"Don't be lazy." Rong Xiao emphasized again and moved on to the next person.
She walked to the back of the pile of zombies, grabbed one of them by the shoulder and pulled him back, then raised her knife and slashed.
"fifteen!"
Just as he was about to grab the next one, suddenly a bright white light came quickly from the air, drawing a dazzling arc in the air as if it flashed by.
A large piece of broken glass reflecting red light and stained with blood stopped in mid-air, rising and falling in front of Rong Xiao's eyes in a show of force.
In just a moment, the zombies had their heads pierced by the broken glass and fell to the ground one after another.
"Haha, little girl, now you know that I am better than you?" A arrogant and complacent laugh sounded from above.
Rong Xiao stopped mowing the lawn and saw a person lying in the window of a shop on the second floor.
The man was of sturdy build, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, smiling smugly at the people below.
It was a chilly night, but the man was still wearing that short-sleeved shirt, as if he wasn't afraid of the cold at all.
The man in short sleeves who wanted to sneak attack Long Qingyu, Rong Xiao and the others!
He has the same ability to control objects through the air as Rong Xiao, but his ability is of a higher level and is more mature than Rong Xiao's.
He played with the broken glass like bullets, piercing through the zombies' most vulnerable heads in mid-air. It was much easier than Rong Xiao killing them one by one.
Rong Xiao smiled and waved at him: "Hello!"
The man was startled, hesitating a little at a loss, and whispered to the people below him, "Hello."
There was a person being pinned down by zombies nearby. Rong Xiao didn't have time to chat with him, so he quickly picked up his weapon and went up to continue cleaning up.
Rong Xiao pulled out the people buried by the zombies one by one. The man in short sleeves also helped with broken glass on the second floor, and finally pulled this group of death squads back from the brink of death.
However, the number of zombies has not decreased, and there is even a trend of encirclement.
Surrounded on all sides, the number of people constantly changing, sometimes severe in the east, sometimes dangerous in the west, the crumbling wall seemed like it would collapse at any time.
Someone had already nailed a rectangular door panel out of long wooden strips, intending to temporarily seal the hole that had just been broken, but suddenly discovered that the situation outside did not seem as serious as they had thought.
There was no explosion.
Those who had originally rushed out to die with the zombies also climbed up and swung their weapons at the zombies' heads like crazy.
Among the swaying zombies, there was an extremely agile and conspicuous figure twisting and turning.
It seemed that the zombies had no chance of getting close to her.
There seemed to be quite a few people in the shop on the second floor, but only a man in a short-sleeved shirt showed up, shaking his fingertips all the time. An unclear white light kept shaking in the direction of his fingers, and zombies lay down wherever it passed.
"Thirty-one!!" Rong Xiao shouted out the number excitedly.
The short-sleeved man on the second floor was stunned, then suddenly realized: "You actually counted! You're really cheating! I didn't even count just now!"
As if competing with Rong Xiao, the man in short sleeves also started to kill one after another.
"Haha, I'm twenty-nine!" the man in short sleeves shouted proudly on the second floor.
When Rong Xiao heard this, he immediately became anxious. If he kept killing like this, he would be able to catch up soon.
She doesn't want to lose, she can't lose, she doesn't want to lose.
With the knife in his hand hanging by his side, Rong Xiao took a deep breath, glanced at the broken glass in the air, and came up with an idea.
Rong Xiao took advantage of the moment when the man in short sleeves took a break to catch his breath and immediately took over the broken glass that he was controlling.
Having lost the sensory connection with the broken glass, the man in short sleeves immediately guessed what had happened. He cursed inwardly and almost leaned his body completely out of the second-floor window.
"Little girl, you cheated!!"
Rong Xiao ignored her and controlled the movement of the broken glass according to his own plan.
The next second, the man in short sleeves was stunned. Things... were not what he thought.
At first he thought Rong Xiao was going to learn how to kill zombies like him, but Rong Xiao did not copy his method.
Every time the glass fragments suspended in the air penetrated a zombie's skull, they would immediately disappear and instantly appear next to another zombie's head, completely omitting the process of "floating" in the air. It was faster than the short-sleeved man and saved more time.
But after Rong Xiao did this for a while, the penetrating power of the glass gradually decreased and it was not as smooth as before.
The ability level of teleporting objects is not high yet, and it is difficult to upgrade. After Rong Xiao experienced the fun of the new lawn mowing operation, she did not feel too frustrated and picked up her precious knife again to clean up the zombies.
"Stop killing, come back, come back quickly!" someone shouted from the other side of the breach in the wall.
Kong Jiaming took a look and was so angry that he didn't want to leave, but he was afraid that his prolonged fight would affect others, so he could only grit his teeth and remind others to go back.
Halfway through the charge, Rong Xiao grabbed Kong Jiaming and reminded him, "Take off the things on you."
"This? This is broken..." Kong Jiaming was interrupted by Rong Xiao when he was halfway through his explanation.
"They're not broken. Take them down and I'll throw them all over."
Kong Jiaming looked confused, but because of his trust in Rong Xiao, he took off the bomb on his body without hesitation. When others saw this, they followed suit.
The vest-style bombs were floating in the air. Rong Xiao pushed them two times and signaled everyone to go in.
Kong Jiaming led the others back to the base. The person waiting nearby was about to use wooden planks to nail the door, but he quickly held the person's hand down and said, "Wait a minute, wait for Rong Xiao."
Everyone held their breath. Rong Xiao looked to the left and then to the right. Several vest bombs floating in the air dispersed in different directions, almost hanging at the intersection.
"Hey, be careful!" Rong Xiao made a trumpet shape with his hand to remind the man in short sleeves on the second floor opposite.
The man in the short-sleeved shirt was startled and quickly left the window. "No way, is this a bomb? Can it really explode?"
The bombs were placed at various intersections leading to the residential area.
The next second, another piece of debris flew into the air. The man in the short-sleeved shirt was at the window again, shouting from above: "Hey, little girl, is this the real thing?"
Rong Xiao nodded.
Just now, when Kong Jiaming tried to secretly take down the controller, Rong Xiao stopped him with his supernatural powers.
The bomb did not explode because of Rong Xiao's control.
The man in short sleeves snapped his fingers and said excitedly, "That's incredible! We can't waste it!"
As he spoke, he controlled a large pile of debris on the ground to float up, piling up at the intersection to form a barrier to control the zombies that kept coming.
After a while, all the intersections in all directions were blocked tightly, and soon a large group of zombies gathered, waving their bloody hands and roaring.
Rong Xiao understood his intention immediately, smiled and said thank you to the person above him, then jumped back to the community and snapped his fingers easily.
boom--
The bomb fell among the huddled zombies, and seas of fire rose up one after another. A few other heads popped out from the side of the man in short sleeves who was watching on the second floor, clapping their hands happily as if they were watching fireworks.
After the explosion, the zombies' roars became much less frequent, and all that remained was the crackling sound of burning flames.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to think of a way to repair the hole when suddenly a hoarse shout came from outside.
Someone was riding a bicycle across the scattered fire at the intersection and stumbled and fell into the open space outside.
His movements were unnatural, he seemed unable to even stand steadily, and his whole body was shaking.
"It's Xiao Ding, he's back!" The person near the hole exclaimed happily. Just as he was about to pry the door panel, Kong Jiaming raised his hand and pulled the person back.
"He's… not quite right."
"Be careful, be careful..." Xiao Ding's whole body was twitching. He stopped in front of the line of fire and kept shouting, "There is another large wave of zombies coming, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ding suddenly fell to the ground, shaking all over as if he had been electrocuted.
When he got up again, his posture was twisted, his eyes were covered with white, and he could only make the same sounds as a zombie.
He seemed no longer afraid of the fire line in front of him. He stepped directly into the fire and walked through the fire towards the hole.
The flames almost turned him into a huge moving torch. The people near the hole were very hesitant. If the fire ignited the wooden board, they would have to find other ways to repair it. They didn't have many tools left.
But everyone who was on guard on the wall felt so uncomfortable that they couldn't bring themselves to do anything when they looked at their companion's former face.
Everyone seemed to be waiting, waiting until Xiao Ding could no longer reach the door and fell down, always holding a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
However, the newly mutated Xiao Ding was very fast and was about to pounce on the door panel in the blink of an eye!
puff.
Xiao Ding's body suddenly shook, leaving only a bloody hole in his head, and his body fell heavily to the ground.
Rong Xiao raised her head and looked at the building next to her. She remembered the technique Long Qingyu had taught her to judge the direction of bullets. She raised her hand and pointed upwards: "It's Brother Long, Brother Long!"
For some reason, despite the intense grief, Kong Jiaming actually felt a little bit of relief.
It was great that he didn't have to deal with his mutated companions himself.
Even if he could bravely face death, the thought of hurting his mutant companions who fought alongside him was more difficult for him than death.
Kong Jiaming made a gesture of gratitude towards Long Qingyu who was high up.
"Xiao Ding said there is another wave of zombies coming. What should we do next?" Uncle Wen Zhen wiped his face and asked Kong Jiaming for his opinion while comforting his crying granddaughter.
"Or... let's move?" Zhu Shuo said solemnly.
Everyone fell silent. It seemed that after experiencing the cruelty of battle firsthand, it was difficult for everyone to stick to their original decision.
only……
"There are so many of us. If we want to leave... where should we go?"
“We worked so hard to build this place.”
Most of the people in the community went downstairs, there were nearly a hundred of them. It was indeed very difficult to evacuate so many people.
The most important thing is that everyone has worked hard to build this place into a paradise. If it weren't for the impact of this zombie tide, we could probably live here in peace and tranquility.
No one wants to give up the beautiful home they have worked hard to create, nor does anyone want to wander around and continue living a life without a place to stay or a destination.
"I noticed there seem to be fewer zombies in the west," Kong Jiaming checked the surroundings as soon as he returned to the community. "Anyway, everyone, pack up your things. If we can't hold on, we'll retreat from the west."
"Okay." Everyone went home quickly, packed up their valuables and necessary supplies, and piled them up in the open space downstairs in the community.
Even the grown vegetables were packed up and taken away when they left. Even the chickens were placed in bamboo baskets and tied with straps.
After preparing to retreat, everyone immediately took their positions, ready to face the impending tide of zombies.
Rong Xiao has dismantled many black boxes, but they don’t know whether there are more in other places farther away, and there is no time to dismantle them all.
When Xiao Ding came back, he rode a bicycle. He took the initiative to explore the road conditions. It can be seen that the zombie tide is not far away and they don’t have much time to prepare.
"If the situation is not right, we will retreat immediately." Shangguan Yu caught Shangguan Huai, Rong Xiao and Ling Xi and warned them coldly.
His own brother was relatively obedient, but he had no control over the other two.
Ling Xi made some humming and ah sounds, Rong Xiao nodded insincerely, and only Shangguan Huai said "Oh" reluctantly.
Being with a group of people who are trying hard to fight and survive, it is easy to be ignited by the desire to fight back and integrate into their atmosphere.
Ling Xi, Rong Xiao and even Shangguan Huai are also such people.
Less than half an hour after resting, a rumbling sound was heard from the street outside again.
The sound actually came from not just one direction, but... from all directions!
There were constant screams from the wall: "There are so many zombies coming, so many, I can't count them! The wall... I'm afraid..."
Rong Xiao and Ling Xi chose a nearby mobile freight elevator and climbed up. When they saw the situation outside, they were speechless.
Shangguan Yu had already lifted Shangguan Huai up and flew up, hovering over their heads: "We have to go."
"Give it a try first, and if that doesn't work, then..." Kong Jiaming's voice choked with sobs. After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and changed his words, "Let's go. Staying alive is the most important thing. Let's go!"
The number of zombies in the west is also increasing. If they don’t retreat now, they may really have no way out.
"Oh no!" A panicked voice came from the west wall.
Kong Jiaming was startled: "What happened?"
"There are too many zombies in the south. They are dispersing towards the west. The number of zombies here is also increasing."
The huge despair was like a mountain pressing down on him, making Kong Jiaming feel cold all over.
The others also stared at the city wall in a daze. The roars of the zombies outside were becoming clearer and clearer, as if they would knock down their last fortress at any time and rush into the home they were trying so hard to protect.
“It fell!!”
Screams were heard from the south, and someone jumped off the freight elevator. The entire wall collapsed inward, leaving a huge... gap that could not be quickly filled!
Some people screamed, some cried, and some stood quietly there as if they were ready to die.
Those desperate figures were reflected in Rong Xiao's eyes.
Her strength makes her rarely feel fear or terror.
But at this moment, the strong emotions of that group of people were like an invading virus, causing Rong Xiao's heart to be suppressed by an unfamiliar pain.
Despair...is it so terrible?
"They're coming in, they're coming in! Run, don't take anything!" Zhu Shuo's roar was almost drowned out by the zombies' roar.
Some people were reluctant to leave their supplies behind and went back to get more, but the zombies quickly chased after them.
Rong Xiao concentrated his mind, and a piece of broken glass suddenly appeared. It pierced through the zombie's head and stopped in mid-air.
There were screams and wails in the base, and zombies kept pouring in like hungry demons.
Boom——
Just as Rong Xiao was about to work harder to clear out the zombies, a sound came from the collapsed wall. A thick stone wall rose from the ground, quickly filling the gap tightly.
The zombies continued to rush forward, still not believing in the evil.
The next second, countless metals rose up from all directions and quickly embedded a solid layer of protection on the stone wall.
The originally shaky and cracked concrete wall was suddenly surrounded by strange stone walls as thick as an arm in front and back, and the entire base seemed to be enclosed in the mountains.
The new stone wall, which looked strong enough, was covered with metal, like a tall metal castle.
The zombies that had scattered into the community were cleared out by everyone working together. Only after they had dealt with the immediate crisis did they have the opportunity to stop and carefully observe the stone walls and metal that had suddenly appeared.
Rong Xiao had already guessed something and turned his head back and forth, but he didn't see the familiar figure.
He... should be nearby!
"What's going on?" Zhu Shuo raised his head in disbelief, looking at the thick and solid stone wall, his mouth almost unable to close.
"Superpower! It's a superpower!" Rong Xiao said firmly, and then added cautiously, "It should be a superpower... right."
Everyone straightened the overturned shelf cart and climbed back to the highest point——
The dense swarms of zombies were blocked outside. No matter how they scratched and clawed, it was like scratching an itch, and had no effect on the wall.
The metal parts on the outside were all taken from the exterior wall of the office building next door. They are smooth and not easy to climb. Even a knife will only leave a small scratch on them. They are extremely solid.
"How could this happen suddenly?" Kong Jiaming was also confused. He looked at the psychics around him and finally landed on Rong Xiao.
She shook her head, indicating that it had nothing to do with her. When she thought that Yan Jue might be outside, Rong Xiao was eager to go out.
She chose the nearest freight elevator and trotted to the top. Before she could even stand firm, she saw several figures standing on the roof of the shop opposite.
One of the figures was particularly eye-catching, as if he had an aura that could not be ignored even in the darkness.
"Yan Jue!" Rong Xiao raised his hand high and shook it towards him.
Hearing the voice, Yan Jue also noticed Rong Xiao who was high up. He was about to force out his best smile and give the brightest greeting...
Rong Xiao jumped up from above the wall, flew directly out of the wall, and slid out along the smooth surface.
There was a bunch of howling zombies huddled below, but Rong Xiao ignored them completely. He used the zombies' heads as leverage, flipped in the air, and landed steadily behind the group of zombies.
She ran forward with a clear goal in mind. Yan Jue's expression seemed calm, but the corners of his mouth kept twitching with joy, as he tried hard to hide the joy in his heart.
The man in the short-sleeved shirt who was still on the second floor looked puzzled and stuck his head out several times to try to figure out what was going on above his head.
The outer wall made a clanging sound as the metal twisted, and those dead objects seemed to come alive, turning into the shape of a staircase, extending to the first floor.
In the sight of the man in short sleeves, a tall, broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted figure slowly walked down, just catching up with Rong Xiao's speed.
The girl rushed forward like a little animal, but suddenly stopped in front of the man, with a particularly happy light in her eyes.
"Is it Beiran? Is it you?" The question was incoherent, but Yan Jue understood it and nodded with a smile.
Rong Xiao's guess was confirmed, making him smile even more brightly. From time to time, zombies would try to come over from behind, but before they could get close, their heads would be hit by the suddenly bent street lights.
The man in short sleeves on the second floor was startled, and almost instantly sensed the strong aura of the man below. He swallowed unconsciously and left the window.
"Why are you here?" Rong Xiao was in a completely different state from the others. While others were terrified, she felt like she had met an old friend while shopping.
Yan Jue raised his hand and showed her a black box: "Because of this."
"Hmm? A black box." Rong Xiao took it and took a look. It was indeed exactly the same as the one she had dismantled before. "Why are you looking for this?"
"We're not looking for it, but because of the things inside." Ling Xuting, who was on a high place, also came down. He didn't want to get involved in this mess, but after hearing Rong Xiao's words, it seemed that there were clues that they didn't know.
"This box has been emitting a frequency that zombies can hear," Yan Jue played with it for a while and put it back in his pocket. "I've heard similar frequencies before, but I didn't pay much attention to them until they appeared more and more frequently recently. I started to figure out what conspiracy this is."
Rong Xiao blinked and asked curiously, "You mean, you can hear it too?"
"Ah, is there something wrong?"
"But other people can't seem to hear it," Rong Xiao paused, then added, "You are different from...others."
"We came along the road and found that this black box seemed to be directing everything in this direction, so we came to take a look."
Yan Jue looked around, as if looking for Rong Xiao's other team members.
She understood immediately, raised her head and pointed inside the wall: "Everyone is inside."
"Oh, then let's go inside and talk."
The others also came down, with Yan Jue and Rong Xiao at the front. Countless pieces of metal suddenly pieced together to form a metal door, pushing away the zombies crowding at the door. Then, the door opened.
The metal seemed to be his most obedient servant. No matter what Yan Jue wanted to do, it would never betray him.
After people entered the base, Yan Jue controlled the metal patch on the relatively sturdy door and locked it again.
Kong Jiaming and others looked grim. Everyone in the community held weapons and looked warily at the large group of people who suddenly entered the base.
"We're one family, we're one family," Rong Xiao said, tugging at Yan Jue's sleeve. "Don't be nervous, it's okay."
"Does anyone of you know anything about this box?" Yan Jue took out the black box again, held it up high, and asked in a gentle voice.
He exudes a peaceful aura, giving people the feeling that he doesn't look like a bad person.
"We only discovered it recently," Kong Jiaming shook his head. "We've never seen this thing before, and the number of zombies has only increased in the past few weeks."
Yan Jue was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you usually accept people from outside the community?"
Kong Jiaming didn't answer, as if he was alert to his question.
Ling Xuting, who was standing nearby, sensed Kong Jiaming's hostility and stepped forward to explain, "Sorry, we don't mean to interfere in the community's private affairs. It's just... we followed the black box's frequency along the way and suspected this was a deliberate act. If they were trying to steal supplies, they wouldn't have waited until now. So, I'd like to ask, did this situation start after you received a certain batch or a certain person?"
"I have records."
As he spoke, Uncle Wen Zhen took out a notebook from the supplies on the open space in the community, which recorded the date and name of each person entering the community.
He roughly screened and picked out a few of the people who were closest to him.
"Go call them over." Uncle Wen Zhen showed the list to Ertong and Zhu Shuo, and the two of them hurried to call people.
Not long after, they brought over four people, all of whom were in a dishevel. It seemed that they had put in a lot of effort in killing the zombies just now.
One of them walked over and hadn't stopped yet when he glanced at the direction behind Yan Jue and asked in surprise, "Old Wei?"
Wei Feng seemed to know the man as well, so he walked over and started chatting: "He Qing, I didn't expect to meet you here." After a pause, he emphasized, "I finally found you."
"Ah?" The young man named He Qing looked confused. "What do you want from me?"
As if he had some concerns, Wei Feng asked the person to move aside to prevent others from hearing their conversation.
"I heard you brought the vaccine out? Is it still with you?" Wei Feng asked, "We've been trying to find out more about the epidemic, but we suddenly lost contact with your Third Laboratory. A few months ago, I ran into a colleague of yours, and he said... the vaccine should be with you."
"Oh my god," He Qing cursed upon hearing this. "Which bastard spread rumors that the epidemic is here? Aren't the second, fourth, and sixth ones all in R&D? We did make some progress before the third one, but we haven't had time to run experiments yet. We can't be sure at all. It's just a rumor."
Wei Feng looked to the side and called Yan Jue over.
"The vaccine is not here," Wei Feng replied briefly, "it must be a misunderstanding."
"Really?" Yan Jue, who never trusted others easily, turned around, looked directly into He Qing's eyes, and conveyed an order, "Bring out the vaccine."
He Qing's eyes lost focus in an instant, and he stood there motionless like a controlled robot, with confusion and helplessness in his dark pupils.
"Okay, he didn't lie." Yan Jue snapped his fingers, returning He Qing to normal.
If the vaccine was really in his hands, once it was controlled, He Qing would have to act subconsciously according to the instructions given by Yan Jue.
Everything that just happened proved that He Qing was not lying.
"Damn it, is there no vaccine at all?" He Qing came to his senses and completely forgot that he was being controlled. He started cursing again.
"But now that this news has come out, it should at least..."
"Wait, could it be... the sixth?" He Qing suddenly remembered something and said with sudden enlightenment.
Wei Feng was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "You mean, it was someone from the Second Laboratory who sent the system notification?"
"Why do you say that?"
"It's easy to misread the second and third ones, but I didn't have time to read the notice at the time. I fled as soon as the virus broke out," He Qing said with regret on his face. "The notice only seemed to say that progress had been made. As for what else it said after that... I didn't even read it clearly."
"I didn't see it either. The power system collapsed at that time." Wei Feng shook his head.
Yan Jue suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Gaoqiang, then returned his gaze to He Qing: "So... those people's target might be you."
"Then why don't you just come in and rob it?!" He Qing was shocked.
"No, they probably don't want a vaccine. The data is in the lab. They are... doing experiments."
Yan Jue’s words shocked both Wei Feng and He Qing. This was an angle they had not considered.
Needless to say, He Qing understood what Yan Jue meant. He was shocked and could no longer speak.
Everything that happened in the neighborhood...was because of him?
"If their goal cannot be achieved, they should suspend all this." Yan Jue looked at Wei Feng and said, "Where is the next stop?"
"The safe zone of Yidong City."
Yan Jue's gaze turned to Rong Xiao who was not far away. He seemed very satisfied with this destination, and when she smiled, he returned her an equally bright smile.
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