Chapter 146 Her Majesty the Queen.
The highways are generally safe during the day. Cars carrying plenty of fuel and food speed along at such a speed that it seems as if there are wild beasts chasing them.
Every driver had the same thought in his mind: it was very dangerous outside, they didn’t have any special powers, so they should pick up the people and go back as soon as possible.
Those stranded on the road saw the convoy appear before their eyes like a divine army descending from heaven, and the hope in their eyes was like a flame burning in the ashes.
It’s coming! It’s really coming!
District 9 kept its word and was willing to cross mountains and rivers to pick them up even though the journey was long.
Everyone hugged each other, cheered and cried, and lifted up the people who came to help. The excitement was no less than escaping death.
A group of high-level zombies who had been watching for a long time under the hidden shade of the trees also smiled with ease.
"These guys are finally going to be picked up. I'm so jealous of them just sitting here and watching them that I'm biting the table legs."
"Where are you going? We haven't finished work yet. We still have to follow you along the way to prevent dishonest zombies from sneaking out."
"It's so painful, so painful, living like this where you can see but not eat."
"Who says it's not true? If you can't control your mouth, your head will explode. Then find a table leg to bite it."
After adjusting the team, the survivors set off happily. Suddenly, someone saw a figure flashing on the hillside by the road in the rearview mirror.
"Oh shit! There's a zombie chasing us. Everyone, hold on tight and speed up to get rid of him."
At the same time, the zombies running through the woods were also stunned: "Fuck! Why are they driving so fast? I can't catch up even if my legs are broken!"
"Forget it, I won't chase you anymore. Let the zombies in the next place take care of it."
Amidst the fearful humans and the stealthy escort of the zombies, the survivors scattered on the road were brought back to the sea like stranded fish.
After passing through the outer ruins, walls made of abandoned electric fences appeared on both sides of the road, and there was only one main road for entry and exit.
Those who received the news in advance waited at the entrance. After getting off the bus, there was a row of tables on the right side of the road. Behind the tables sat a row of men and women holding lists, with serious expressions and looking very difficult to mess with.
There was only one table on the left. Behind the table, sitting under a parasol, was a beautiful and gentle woman. At the table was a boy about seven or eight years old, who was reading a comic book with his head down.
The captain who drove the group back was named Qiu Hai. He immediately understood the situation and shouted, "Those with special abilities, please go to the left and greet our commander. Those without special abilities, please go to the right and register before entering the base."
Those who didn't know the truth nervously split up into groups. The first person to stand in front of Shu Lan's desk was a middle-aged man. He introduced himself nervously, "Hello, Qin Xiaoshuang. Thank you for your help. I'm He Qi, the commander of District 21."
Shu Lan smiled slightly, looking very friendly: "Welcome to District 9. What are your abilities?"
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The chaotic yet orderly days passed by in seemingly endless busyness, and the number of houses planted in District 9 increased day by day.
More and more calls for help appeared on the public channel: "This is District 26, we are low on fuel, requesting support from District 9..."
"here it is……"
There is less and less news about zombies, and the occasional minor conflicts are almost negligible.
Because they are also exploring how to live their lives after they regain their sanity, so that their days will not be so boring.
"Why don't we build a base?"
"Why build a base? We don't need to solve the problem of eating, drinking, defecating or urinating. If we want to rest, we can just find a room and lie down."
"Yeah, it seems like being a human is more interesting. I don't know what to do all day except chatting. How about we get together with the Zombie King and go to District 9 to satisfy our craving for revenge?"
"Brother, you can say whatever you want. I have an appointment to play mahjong and I don't want to die yet."
After regaining their wits, most zombies either wander aimlessly or return to their former homes and live a retirement-like life with their neighbors.
Others asked around for the whereabouts of their relatives, and then learned that the antidote they took, called crystal core, might be the remains of their relatives. They suffered a severe mental blow and found themselves in a corner, depressed.
"All the bases in this area have been overrun by anti-human zombies. They don't dare come to the south, so we tell the people in these bases that the virus is a form of evolution, and that the sooner they evolve, the sooner they can escape suffering. We trick them into opening the gates on their own initiative."
"Boss? Go and teach him a lesson?"
Anselin looked at the map: "How's the transfer going down there?"
The zombie next to him gave a thumbs-up. "Very quickly. After District 9 tasted the sweetness, more and more convoys were sent out. Now there are probably 100,000 people."
"But it seems that Qin Xiaoshuang has reached a cooperation with District One. I saw a lot of planes flying over there the past two days. Boss, do you think there might be something fishy going on? They're trying to concentrate their forces to fight us to the death."
Anselin said lazily and calmly, "And then, the plane came out?"
"I didn't see that."
Anselin twitched the corner of her mouth slightly. "Don't worry, we can't fight anyone but District 9. Drive all the unwanted survivors from the survivor base over there, and she will take them all in."
"Knock, knock, knock."
There was a knock on the window. Anselin flicked her wrist and the curtains opened. A little girl in school uniform stood outside the balcony and said cautiously, "Excuse me, may I come in?"
Anselin flicked her wrist, and the French window opened. The little girl was holding a black camera. Seeing so many unfamiliar zombies, her face was full of nervousness, but she mustered up her courage and said, "Your Majesty, my name is Zhou Xue Ning. I heard that there is a brother here who is very good at repairing machines..."
Jiang Jun raised his hand: "Me, what's wrong?"
Zhou Xue Ning's eyes lit up, and she ran over and whispered, "Brother, we wanted to record a video, but the camera's battery died halfway through. I found a new battery, but the screen is still black. Is it broken?"
Jiang Jun knew what was going on as soon as he put his hand on it: "The battery you are looking for is dead."
"Oh... I'll go look for other batteries then. Sorry to bother you."
Anselin stretched out her hand: "Give it to me."
Zhou Xue Ning carefully placed the camera in her palm. Anselin took out the battery, held it for two seconds, put it in, pressed the power button, and the screen lit up.
"alright."
Zhou Xuening smiled happily: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Adult zombies present: ...
His eyes wandered around, he tried to act calm, and pursed his lips to prevent himself from laughing.
This kind of name is too funny in the adult world.
Anselin's eyes twitched: "Just call me sister, what are you recording?"
Zhou Xuening smiled and opened it to show her: "My mom is in District 9. My friends and I were able to climb to the top of the highest snow-capped mountain. We feel so awesome that we wanted to record it and show it to her."
In the snowy background of the video, a group of cheerful little zombies rolled around and screamed in the snow, while someone yelled, "Don't scream so loudly, there will be an avalanche soon."
Jiang Jun said: "The battery suddenly ran out before, probably because the altitude is high and the temperature is low, so the lithium battery loses power quickly."
"So that's how it is. I get it. I'll finish filming it faster next time."
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