The Hope Base's research institute is located thirty meters underground in the very center of the base. Its vast size, comprehensive equipment, and large and high-quality number of researchers make it unimaginable that it was built and assembled after the apocalypse.
The research institute was fully equipped and its security was guaranteed; it was practically impregnable. But in this lab, where not even a fly could get in, there was nowhere to escape. Lan Xiaoxiao's life was unbearable, as was Mo Chenggui's…
With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.
"Hey guys, there's a woman here." Ji Xiaoxiao felt her face being roughly wiped. "She's even presentable. I'm so lucky."
The process of receiving the original owner's memories got stuck halfway through. Ji Xiaoxin was indignant and resentful, but she had no choice but to get up and deal with the matter at hand immediately. In this post-apocalyptic world, people's hearts have become corrupted, and the five virtues and four morals are discarded like worn-out shoes. Fights over a piece of bread are commonplace, and women with even a little bit of beauty but no ability to protect themselves can never escape the bullying of villains.
Ji Xiaoxiao slowly raised her eyelids. There were six skinny men standing, squatting, or sitting around her. "Who are you?"
His voice was a little hoarse, probably because he hadn't had any water in a long time.
"So what if you know who we are? You're just a little girl with small arms and legs, do you think you can get revenge?"
Ji Xiaoxiao looked in the direction of the voice and was startled by what she saw. Before the apocalypse, the man was clearly a member of the "Shamate" subculture. He had many large earrings, his bright red comb-like hair was unkempt and messy, and his lips opened and closed as he spoke, emitting a pungent, sour stench.
"What are you going to do?" Ji Xiaoxiao subtly moved closer to the wall.
The punk laughed loudly at his brothers, swallowed hard, and his greedy eyes revealed his cruel nature. "We're not going to do anything, just let you have some fun with us brothers."
"Don't do anything rash, or I'll call for help." Ji Xiaoxiao's threat seemed so weak and powerless at this moment.
"Hahaha..." The men in the room laughed in unison, with the punk rockerman bending over with laughter, unable to straighten up. "Go ahead and scream, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you. Give up. Brothers, let's go! This kind of fresh stuff is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
The men sitting on the ground, the men squatting idly in a daze, and the men standing with their arms crossed, examining the goods, all dropped their pretenses and pounced on Ji Xiaoxiao like hungry wolves.
Ji Xiaoxiao leaned against the wall, with nowhere to retreat or advance. She watched as a man swiftly tore open her sleeve, opened his blood-red mouth, and lunged straight at her slender, slightly pale arm. She tried to resist, but her whole body was weak and powerless. In this desperate situation, with no other options, a sense of desolation welled up within Ji Xiaoxiao.
"Ah..." Ji Xiaoxiao screamed in horror, looking incredulously at the man who was tightly gripping her arm and gnawing on it, skin and flesh.
The man looked up at the sound, his smiling face covered in warm blood, small pieces of human flesh clinging precariously to his skin near the corner of his mouth. He chewed them greedily and meticulously, swallowing the pieces of flesh whole. "So sweet!"
For a fleeting moment, Ji Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. A moment later, her heart leaped into her throat. "It's not this or that, it's going to kill me!"
While Ji Xiaoxiao was in a daze, the man's appetite was whetted, and he devoured her at lightning speed. Before long, the blood-soaked Ji Xiaoxiao was born.
Humans are like cockroaches, and Ji Xiaoxiao is the ultimate cockroach, a champion among champions. Driven by a desperate urge to survive, Ji Xiaoxiao broke free of one hand and swiftly and fiercely plunged her fingers into the eyes of the man beside her. Without the slightest hesitation, she ripped out both eyeballs, then withdrew her fingers.
Ji Xiaoxiao's actions terrified the men, who immediately fell silent and scrambled to get as far away from her as possible. As the saying goes, the poor fear the ruthless, the ruthless fear the stubborn, and the stubborn fear the reckless. Ji Xiaoxiao was reckless, ruthless, and launched a fierce counterattack; how much courage could the men hiding in the Hope Base, refusing to hunt, possibly have?
"Ah, my eyes, my eyes!" The man clutched his bleeding, empty eye socket and rolled around on the ground.
The voice of his companion woke up the other men. The punk said, trembling, "Don't be afraid. She's all alone, and she's a woman. I don't believe that a few of us grown men can't handle her."
The punk's words made sense, and with the temptation of the delicious food nearby, the rational string that these raw-blooded men held snapped.
He died before achieving his goal, leaving behind a life of unfulfilled ambitions. Ji Xiaoxiao guesses that the adults must be filled with tears of regret, lamenting the lack of support from their employees.
The men cautiously approached, step by step, just as they were about to pounce again, when a voice filled with concern and anger suddenly rang out, "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"
Lan Yihui and Yang Hui entered the house, pushing aside the men who had formed a circle around them. The scene behind the men made the couple's eyes widen, and they staggered towards Ji Xiaoxiao.
"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong? Ah...eyes...blood...Xiaoxiao, don't worry, no one can hurt you with Mom here." Yang Hui stared at the eyeball on the ground, momentarily lost in thought, then screamed incoherently before regaining her composure.
"You damned beasts, how dare you hurt my daughter! I'll fight you to the death!" Yang Hui and Lan Yihui said in unison.
They spoke sweet words, but the couple's eyes never left Ji Xiaoxiao, as if they were worried and afraid that she would pass away at any moment. Seeing Ji Xiaoxiao fall asleep with a loving gaze, Lan Yihui and Yang Hui revealed smug smiles.
Since that bloody day, for the past month, Ji Xiaoxiao has been pampered and cared for by Lan Yihui and Yang Hui. Even when Lan Qinying provoked and made things difficult for her, Ji Xiaoxiao didn't need to lift a finger; Lan Yihui and Yang Hui would take care of their precious daughter.
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