For safety, newspapers were pasted on the windows of the white car.
Captain Zhu sat quietly in the back seat, his figure obscured by newspapers, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.
Like a predatory beast preparing to hunt, he was at the height of his patience.
Captain Zhu glanced at the decorations inside the car, his gloomy gaze settling on a photograph.
This is a family photo, a happy family of three.
The pretty and adorable little girl looks to be only six or seven years old, while her parents look very young, probably born in the 1980s.
Once considered the most fortunate generation, they are now creating a better future for their children.
As Captain Zhu looked at the photo, the bloodthirsty desire in his eyes became increasingly apparent.
As a zombie, he didn't feel any warmth; he only wished that the family of three could come back.
To comfort his empty stomach.
The resistance to bloodlust in one's heart and the rampant bloodlust in one's mind are mutually exclusive.
In the end, instinct prevailed over reason. He didn't get out of the car, but simply waited quietly for his prey to return.
After an unknown amount of time, Captain Zhu's keen ears picked up the noise outside.
He gently lifted a corner of the newspaper with his fingers and looked out the car window.
In the distance, a young couple, holding the hand of a little girl, walked quickly toward the car.
"roar--"
The sudden appearance of flesh and blood excited the zombies wandering nearby, who roared and pounced on the family of three.
The blazing flames spilled from the young father's hands and landed on the zombie's hideous head.
The little girl stood obediently beside her young parents. She was afraid when she saw the zombies, but she bravely didn't cry out.
She has adapted to the post-apocalyptic environment.
The young mother looked around warily, holding her little girl's hand tightly to make sure no other zombies would attack while her young father was killing zombies.
The zombie was quickly burned through its temple by the young father.
The young father half-squatted on the ground, took out a dagger, and quickly searched inside the zombie's head for something.
Finally, he wiped the dagger clean and put it away, looking somewhat disappointed.
This ordinary zombie has no crystal core in its brain.
It seems he needs to hunt down a few more zombies before he can afford the "toll" when he returns to the safe base.
"dad."
Only then did the little girl whisper "Daddy."
"Don't be afraid, it's alright, Dad has already killed the monster." The young father held up the bag he was carrying, a gentle smile on his face. "We found a lot of food, so Xiaoxiao can eat a lot more today."
There was some moldy bread in the bag. Vacuum packaging only extended its shelf life, but it didn't prevent it from expiring.
This small bag of bread is enough for a family of three to eat for one meal, and there are still two slices left to eat when they are starving.
The little girl smiled brightly and whispered a cheer, "Daddy, you're amazing!"
The young mother looked at her happy daughter and a faint smile appeared on her face.
They are a very lucky family of three.
After the apocalypse broke out, she evacuated with the city's residents. Even when they encountered a swarm of mutated rats, her husband reacted quickly and drove away.
At least they didn't die in the mouths of zombies or in the swarm of mutated rats.
Compared to those who were bitten to death by zombies as soon as the apocalypse began, they were already considered very lucky.
If you're not dead, life goes on.
They usually live in a nearby safe base, but if they stay in the base all the time, they won't get any food. In order to survive, they have to go out and find food.
Women and children are the most vulnerable to surviving safely in a safe haven.
There are always some people in the safe base who keep an eye on women and children, and can sell a few crystal cores when they're not paying attention.
For their safety, the family always stays together whenever they go out to find food.
The young father's superpowers weren't very high; he wasn't even a first-tier superpower user.
In a world overrun by zombies, he also has to protect his wife and children, and lead them out to find supplies.
Therefore, the family only comes to places that have already been cleared by the superhuman team.
There are few zombies, so if you search carefully, you can still find some food.
With this food, they weren't full, but it was enough to keep them barely alive.
He wasn't afraid of dying, but he was afraid he wouldn't be able to take care of his wife and children and risk their lives with them.
The family of three, hand in hand, ran towards the car again.
The little girl had short legs and ran slowly, but she didn't complain about being tired.
A serious expression, beyond his years, graced his fair face. Some grime had been smeared on his face, creating a stark contrast with his fair skin.
It doesn't look sloppy at all; instead, it gives off a kitten-like vibe.
The young father rushed to the back seat of the car, opened the door, and was about to put the little girl in the car first when he saw Captain Zhu sitting in the back seat.
"Captain Zhu?"
The young father paused for a moment, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
The family of three escaped from S City following Captain Zhu, but were later separated due to a mutated rat swarm.
There was no further news of Captain Zhu after the apocalypse.
Seeing Captain Zhu again, my first reaction was one of surprise and delight.
Captain Zhu led them out of S City, making him their savior.
Wow—Uncle Zhu came to see us!
The little girl looked at Captain Zhu and a bright smile instantly appeared on her face. She stretched out her little hand, ready to pounce on Captain Zhu.
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