Jiang Chuyi felt as if he had heard something extraordinary.
She finally stopped coughing, blinked her tearful eyes, and looked up.
It was already daytime, and the sleep she had slept and the fighting during this period had actually meant that a whole night had passed.
In the dazzling sunlight, many dark heads gathered around her, and pairs of eyes were staring at her without blinking.
The closest thing to her was a pair of amber eyes, which were facing away from the sun and had a bit of warmth. The look in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Chuyi was full of... pity?
Jiang Chuyi remained silent in disbelief.
The girl's clothes were in disarray, with only a white nightgown stained with blood and dust barely covering her body. She stared blankly at the person who rescued her, her eyes seeming to be filled with both joy and sadness.
It's like struggling in a desperate situation for so long that when you finally see the light, you can't believe that you can be saved.
A boy with a baby face poked Wen Xi: "Sister Wen, is this the girl Su Heng mentioned before? She looks so pitiful... Even the boss couldn't help but feel sorry for her."
Wen Xi also showed a bit of regret: "Yes, even though she suffered so much, at the most dangerous moment, she thought of saving my life..."
The scene of Jiang Chuyi pushing her out at the critical moment reappeared in her mind. Wen Xi's nose felt sore and her voice choked with sobs.
The young man didn't expect that the seemingly weak Jiang Chuyi would actually do such a thing. He was shocked, and when he looked at Jiang Chuyi again, his eyes were full of admiration and respect.
At this time, the tears in Jiang Chuyi's eyes had finally almost disappeared, and her thoughts gradually returned to normal.
She noticed that the warm big hand was still on her head, stroking it very gently, as if... comforting a wounded stray cat?
Jiang Chuyi's expression froze, and he slapped her: "Don't touch me."
She subconsciously didn't use any more force.
He Sizhao was stunned and looked at his hand that was hit off the ground.
This didn't feel itchy or painful to him, but when he saw the girl's wary look, the pain and tenderness in his heart flooded out.
He pursed his lips, stood up and looked at the boy: "Has half an hour arrived?"
The young man withdrew his gaze from Jiang Chuyi and replied with a smile, "You came out much faster than I thought, Boss. There are still three minutes left until half an hour."
While they were talking, Jiang Chuyi slowly sat up from the ground, hugging her legs.
She looked at these strangers. They were all wearing the same combat uniform as He Shizhao and were obviously part of the same gang.
Judging from the way everyone was respectful and obedient to He Sizhao, it was obvious that He Sizhao was their leader.
Who are these people.
What kind of organization is this gang that was not even mentioned in the original plot?
Although she doesn't plan to follow the original plot, it doesn't mean that she will let other unknown people interfere with the original plot.
The risk of changing the plot was huge, and she wasn't going to take that risk for anyone else.
It depends on what these people want to do.
Jiang Chuyi had all sorts of thoughts running through his mind, but he was too lazy to think about anything.
She has already exceeded her exercise limit today, and since she is already dirty, she is not afraid to sit for a while longer.
Although He Sizhao was talking to the young man, he was always paying attention to Jiang Chuyi. He caught a glimpse of Jiang Chuyi huddled on the ground with her arms around herself, her big dark eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly, and her petite figure looked even more helpless.
There was a pause in his voice.
"...Prepare to detonate in advance to confirm that no one escapes alive."
"Yes, Boss!" The young man answered loudly and energetically.
...this big speaker.
Jiang Chuyi instantly determined who was talking to He Sizhao in the tunnel just now.
The young man quickly carried out the order. Jiang Chuyi was still observing her surroundings when suddenly a heavy combat uniform jacket that smelled of blood and dust fell down and gently rested on her shoulders.
Jiang Chuyi looked back warily and saw He Sizhao squatting in front of her, looking at her intently.
There were a few streaks of dust on his handsome face, which added a sense of intimacy to his originally cold expression, as if it had suddenly narrowed the distance between him and ordinary people.
This person...
Jiang Chuyi thought slowly.
She was much better looking than the stars in the movies I watched at that time.
"May I have your name?"
She heard He Sizhao asking her, but did not answer.
The girl's slender back was straight, but the alertness in her expression never disappeared. The sight of her sitting there harmlessly made He Sizhao's heart ache.
It feels like a stray cat rescued from the wild. It is obviously dirty, fragile and pitiful, but it is hostile to everyone because it can't believe that it is saved.
"Do you have any family?" Although he knew it was unlikely, He Sizhao still asked this question.
Jiang Chuyi still didn't answer.
Wen Xi, who had finished his work, came over and said softly, "When we found her, she was the only one in the huge house. There was no one else."
He Shizhao's throat rolled and a sigh flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Chuyi didn't know He Sizhao, but Wen Xi did.
This was the cook she had rescued with great difficulty.
Seeing the cook, the hunger that had been forgotten came back, along with the dissatisfaction of the whole night.
Jiang Chuyi suddenly looked up at Wen Xi: "Since you are out, go get me something to eat, quickly."
This was the first sentence she had spoken since she came out.
The style of the painting was obviously somewhat different from what he had imagined, and He Shizhao's eyebrows twitched subtly.
Wen Xi was quite accustomed to this kind of bossy tone. She turned around and asked patiently, "Captain He, do we have any vegetables in our temporary camp? Frozen vegetables will do."
Seeing that the chef was so considerate and quickly started to consider solving her food and clothing problems, Jiang Chuyi's dissatisfaction was slightly alleviated.
He Sizhao glanced at Jiang Chuyi with an unsure look: "The food we prepared is all canned food. As for whether there are any vegetables, we need to go back and ask..."
At this moment, He Sizhao's communicator rang: "Boss, everything is ready, blasting begins."
boom--
A loud roar suddenly rang out. Jiang Chuyi turned his head and saw that the exits they had just come out of had all collapsed, and along with the countless hidden sins inside, they were all buried deep underground.
Several people came running from a distance, and the one leading them was Su Heng, who was originally thought to have died in the zombie tide.
"Wen Xi!"
He saw his old partner at a glance and cried out in joy.
"Su Heng!" Wen Xi was also extremely surprised. When the two met, they punched each other hard at the same time, "You bastard, I thought you were dead!"
"I thought I was dead, but at the moment of death, I suddenly had a strange feeling." Thinking of the scene of escaping death, Su Heng's eyes flashed with excitement. "It seemed that the surrounding land would listen to me. I tried to command them, and they really did listen to me! I built an earth wall and buried all the zombies."
"What?" Wen Xi opened his eyes wide in surprise. "You mean the legend in the base that someone has the ability to become a superman? You also...?"
"It looks like the talent for controlling the earth has just been awakened and hasn't even reached the first level yet." Jiang Chuyi grew impatient hearing them harping on about such a simple thing. She stood up and looked at Wen Xi, "When are you going to cook?"
“…” Hearing Jiang Chuyi say this casually, as if it should be common sense, several people were stunned.
Something flashed in He Sizhao's eyes, and Su Heng looked at Jiang Chuyi gently: "Girl, you're okay, that's great. Just now you said that I have a talent for controlling the earth? How do you know this? Could it be..."
As Su Heng spoke, a look of surprise and realization flashed across his eyes. At the same time, Wen Xi also showed a look of sudden enlightenment.
"When we found her, her house was full of dead zombies." Wen Xi explained to He Sizhao, "At that time, we guessed that there must be a powerful person living there, so we wanted to visit."
"So your family members are also gifted awakeners, right?" He Sizhao asked.
Jiang Chuyi glanced at him and didn't answer.
She didn't know what impact this person's appearance would have on the plot. She felt annoyed and naturally didn't want to answer his questions.
Others interpreted her appearance as fear and vigilance towards strangers.
Wen Xi tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright. Little sister, I'll cook for you when we get home. Now, can you tell me your name?"
She gave a playful smile: "After all, we are people who have lived and died together."
Jiang Chuyi thought about it and realized that she would probably live with the cook for a long time, and it would be inconvenient to communicate without saying his name.
In the laboratory where the original body was located, everyone had their own code name. Except for the final boss, the researchers did not know each other's real names, so it didn't matter if they said them out.
"Jiang Chuyi." she said.
Several people couldn't help but repeat the name in their hearts.
"Let's go back to the camp first." He Sizhao said, "The noise here was too loud just now. It might attract zombies. Let's talk about it when we get back."
The others responded in unison.
Jiang Chuyi took two steps and suddenly realized that she was still wearing He Sizhao's coat. The sun was so strong outside that even if she had a cold body, she would still feel hot after wrapping herself in such a thick coat.
She took off her coat without hesitation and threw it to the ground.
The loud speaker boy who just came back saw this scene: ...
He was heartbroken: "Little girl, do you know how many girls in the main base want our boss's coat! And you actually threw it aside like trash!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Chuyi was shocked.
It’s too noisy… it’s really too noisy.
This young man is truly worthy of being called a loud speaker. Without the restriction of the communicator, his voice is amplified unhindered in reality, leaving Jiang Chuyi a little confused.
"Shut up," she said coldly, "or I'll cut off your tongue."
"..." The young man's voice suddenly got stuck in his throat. He looked at the weak and beautiful girl in horror, unable to believe that such vicious words came out of her mouth.
Didn’t Wen Xi just say that this girl had suffered a lot, but was still kind enough to save others?
Why did he have to have the image of Guanyin Bodhisattva destroyed by her own hands after he had already established it in his mind?
The boy didn't move for a long time.
"Wuyi, take someone and drive the car over here." He Sizhao didn't comment on his coat thrown on the ground, and ordered calmly, "Someone's injured."
When Jiang Chuyi heard this name, his eyes were startled.
"Wait." She called to the boy, "What's your name?"
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