Chapter 43 Power

An Ran wanted to go to the fourth floor to find Hu Zhen and Chen Jiao. She could find the safety door in the inner passage with her two children, but how could she deal with so many zombies on the fourth floor? If the baby and Chen Jiao's son started crying again during the process, what should she do?

Should she abandon the baby and Chen Jiao's son, or kill the zombies with her two children?

Obviously, it is the distance between the upstairs and downstairs. Normally, it can be reached in two steps, but in this horror movie, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Anran's back was pressed against the wall as she quietly moved towards the baby basket, one step, two steps. The sun was shining brightly outside the hospital, giving the entire corridor a little warmth.

An Ran, who was just about to stick to the wall to serve as a mural, suddenly stopped in her tracks. In front of her, a zombie walked past her chest. The zombie was not tall, about 1.65 meters, just a little taller than An Ran. Seeing this was a good opportunity, An Ran didn't even think twice. She raised her hand holding the tweezers and stabbed the zombie in the back of the head.

The feel of the tweezers was not as good as that of a fruit knife. After all, they were thin and not very easy to grasp. However, An Ran still used her "power" that came from nowhere to poke the tweezers into the zombie's brain. However, her hands were sweaty, and when the tweezers pierced into the zombie's brain, the zombie's body fell down, and the tweezers slipped out of An Ran's hands.

She couldn't even get the tweezers out!

Seeing the zombie fall to the ground, several nearby zombies turned around, but before they could lock on the direction, there was no sound. An Ran, with sweaty palms, slowly exhaled, took out a fruit knife, and stabbed the zombie on the ground in the throat again, cutting off the zombie's entire head.

Then, he picked up the diamonds in the brain tissue that flowed out of the bowl-sized hole on the zombie's neck and continued to move towards where the safety basket and backpack were placed.

Along the way, as long as she found the right opportunity, she would use the blunt fruit knife to stab the foreheads of the zombies that were close to her. As she became more proficient in her job, An Ran became braver. By the end of the fight, An Ran picked up the baby carrier and put on the heavy backpack. She actually felt that these zombies were not that scary after all.

At least she should use a fruit knife, be more careful, and aim accurately. It would be as easy for her to stab the zombies' brains as it is to stab a watermelon, and kill them all with one stab.

I don’t know whether it was because her physical strength had increased, or because the zombie’s skull was not as hard as that of a human. It was probably because of the latter. After all, the rise of any species has its unparalleled strengths, but naturally it also has its weaknesses.

Holding the baby basket and carrying a large backpack, An Ran turned back to the internal corridor, went around the back door of the operating room, and returned to the lounge in the internal corridor. It took her less than an hour to go back and forth, so the baby and Chen Jiao's son had not woken up yet.

So Anran sat on the bed and looked at the baby carrier. It was brand new and had never been used. It looked very high-end. It would probably cost several thousand dollars in a maternity and baby store. The baby would feel tightly wrapped in it and have a sense of security. The key point was that the carrier had a safety belt, so it would not shake when held and could be installed in the car.

Then she rummaged through the bulging backpack, which was full of milk powder, diapers, and clothes for young babies.

(End of this chapter)