Chapter 72 The String in My Mind Has Broken
"Is this for Xiao Mo?" Mu Qingrong asked.
"Give this to Ji Qingqing." Mu Qingyu tossed the backpack, now filled with things, to Mu Qingrong. Mo Huaiyu's is fine; he's a legitimate partner, and they'll divide the belongings later.
Seeing that Han Yu had also packed his things, he waved his hand again, clearing away everything under the tarpaulin.
Han Yu's eyes were full of amazement: "Boss, this is simply a divine artifact!" He was genuinely not jealous. Of all the things, he could only take this backpack. If he took any more bags, it would affect his ability to kill zombies and escape.
Even if Mu Qingyu doesn't take it, the thing is just sitting there, and who knows who will benefit from it in the end. Han Yu thought it through very clearly. Unless he also had Mu Qingyu's extraordinary ability and had a chance to compete, why bother with such a thankless task?
Mu Qingyu was fairly satisfied with Han Yu's performance, which undoubtedly laid a solid foundation for their potential future cooperation.
As for the food and water scattered on the ground, no one knew whether they were contaminated with blood, and nobody wanted to touch them.
"Xiao Rong, go and bring Mo Huaiyu and Ji Qingqing down. This underground air-raid shelter covers at least half of the hospital area; there can't be just one entrance and exit. Perhaps we can find another place to bypass the densely populated zombie areas and leave this place," Mu Qingyu said.
Mu Qingrong responded and returned to the outpatient building.
Meanwhile, Mu Qingyu and Han Yu split up and began searching inside the air-raid shelter.
"This way," Han Yu called out, discovering another exit.
Mu Qingyu felt that Han Yu had some potential as a navigation dog, which was quite good.
This was the same passageway they had come through, and ahead lay the stairs. But now, at the end of the stairs, there stood a person, completely still.
"A person, or a zombie?" Han Yu quickly took a few steps back. There were no lights in the passage, and the flashlight beam suddenly revealed a figure, which really startled him.
"Don't panic, it's a person, but he's already dead." Mu Qingyu focused the beam of her flashlight on the person, who had a glaring, ferocious expression and was pressing his back firmly against the iron door, as if preventing anything from entering.
"Holy crap." Han Yu couldn't help but curse. This death was truly terrifying. "What do we do now?" he asked Mu Qingyu.
Mu Qingyu smiled at him, a smile that seemed somewhat forced: "If you get him down, you'll get a bigger share of the stuff when we get back. You and Gu Jianye live in the village, and your house is practically empty, isn't it?"
Han Yu gave her a thumbs up—You know how to negotiate!
He might not listen to others who said it, but he believed Mu Qingyu! Didn't you see her take away a bunch of supplies with a wave of her hand? Who knows what other good things she's hoarded?
Han Yu resigned himself to his fate and went to do the hard labor. Sigh, back in Han Family Village with Gu Jianye, he... well, let's not dwell on those days. For now, survival is the priority...
Han Yu lifted the man down and placed him on the ground. Seeing that he was still staring with his eyes wide open, he reached out and stroked his eyelids to close them. "Brother, rest in peace. If you want revenge, go find the person who killed you. This has nothing to do with us." He muttered to himself.
At this moment, Mu Qingyu also came down with Mo Huaiyu and Ji Qingqing. Hearing the commotion, they came over.
Mu Qingyu still managed to reach the door. The bolt behind the door was fastened, and there were also many steel pipes blocking the door, clearly to prevent people outside from breaking in.
The iron gate to the outpatient building wasn't bolted shut, which is why Mu Qingyu and her group were able to break in.
People outside can't get in now unless they break down the iron gate, but it's easy for people inside to get out; they just need to move the steel pipes and open the bolts.
"It seems the murderers and robbers are behind this door. I wonder who they are and how many there are," Mu Qingyu said, staring at the iron door.
"How about it? Shall we go take a look?" Han Yu seemed quite eager to try.
"Sixteen people died inside, and with this one, it's seventeen. The other side won and even took the food. How many people do you think there are on the other side?" Mu Qingyu coldly sized up Han Yu. You don't know whether to describe this person as having a peculiar way of thinking or being naturally fond of stirring up trouble.
"I've seen it. Of the sixteen dead people inside, several were fighting amongst themselves. In other words, it wasn't a massacre of everyone in the air-raid shelter; people from the other side were also among the dead," Han Yu said, arms crossed.
"Furthermore, we can now confirm that this air-raid shelter has only two entrances: one here, and the other is where we came from. If we don't go to the other side, we'll be trapped here. If the zombies outside don't disperse and keep gathering in larger numbers..."
"Are we going to wait in the air-raid shelter forever?" Han Yu wanted to go to the other side to take a look. It was true that the people on the other side would kill, but wouldn't he?
"Sister, let's go take a look. If we don't go, we can only stay here and wait for the zombie horde outside to leave, but what if they don't leave? Maybe we can find another way to leave this place if we go to the other side." Mu Qingrong also felt that staying put was not a solution.
Mu Qingyu then looked at Mo Huaiyu: "Can you still use your special ability? On a small scale?"
Mo Huaiyu nodded with a pale face. In this situation, he had to make it work even if it wasn't possible. He was already a hindrance in terms of action, and he couldn't continue to be someone who had no one to rely on.
Mo Huaiyu closed his eyes, and within a minute, a look of great pain appeared on his face. Then he opened his eyes and said with some difficulty, "The inpatient department of the hospital should be behind the door, and the wards are just around the corner from the bottom of the building."
“There are four people in the wards within 100 meters. I'm sorry, that's all I can see in my current condition…” After only a few words, Mo Huaiyu began to gasp for breath.
Mu Qingrong was worried about her friend and kept patting his back gently.
"Okay, I'll go out alone first and quietly check on those four people. You guys wait here at the door and either come out or come back to meet me, depending on what I do," Mu Qingyu said.
With no objections from the others, Mu Qingyu gently opened the iron door of the air-raid shelter and, under Mo Huaiyu's guidance, quietly approached the location of the four people.
This floor appears to have been the former obstetrics and gynecology ward, and the place where the four people were was the former nursery. The nursery had a large glass window, so Mu Qingyu didn't have to get very close to see what was going on inside.
At this moment, among the former nannies at the hospital, a man in his early thirties was committing the most despicable act common in the apocalypse. Because of his low position, it was difficult to see clearly, and it was even impossible to tell whether he was male or female.
The remaining two stood not far away, watching with smirks, their expressions full of mischievous amusement.
Mu Qingyu had seen many similar situations in the apocalypse, and such things were not usually a concern for her.
However, just as she saw the face of the thirty-year-old man clearly, Mu Qingyu felt a sudden "boom" in her mind, as if a thread had snapped!
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