When they were just released, they hid in the house and dared not come out, for fear of being killed.
But eventually, the residents discovered that even if they left the house, as long as they did not attack the undead, the undead would ignore them.
The undead just patrol the streets mechanically.
The extra buildings made the residents very curious, and they always watched from afar.
The architecture of the undead seems a little scary, always associated with death and bones, but if you look closely, you can see a sense of solemnity and a strange beauty.
Some residents are concerned about buildings, while some poor residents are worried about food.
They didn't know what to do. The city was captured by the undead. Obviously, the undead didn't need food, but they did.
The lack of food has caused residents to panic and feel sad about the future.
Until, a young girl, her mother fell ill, sick from hunger.
The ignorant little girl suppressed her fear of death, came out of the house where she was hiding, and stood on the street.
She was dressed in rags, was skinny, had no flesh on her body, had sunken cheeks, dry and yellow hair, and was dirty, like a beggar.
The residents saw the little girl standing in the middle of the street and were puzzled until they saw the patrolling undead.
Even though they knew that the undead would not attack them at will, the residents were still afraid and hid back in their houses, closing their doors.
The little girl didn't leave?
Through the cracks in the doors and windows, the residents saw the little girl still standing in the middle of the street.
They had no idea what the little girl was going to do, but they were nervous.
It was a patrolling team of undead, pale skeletons, nine in a team. The three in the front held shields and bone knives, and the six in the back held crossbows. They moved forward step by step along a fixed route.
Right in front of me was the little girl, clutching the corner of her clothes, her face full of fear, tears trembling in her eyes.
The road ahead was blocked. The undead stopped and looked at the little girl with the flickering fire of their souls, wondering why she was blocking the road.
【Intercepted.】
[No attack intention was detected.]
【Bypass.】
Simple information was transmitted in the soul network. The undead did not find anything special on her. After pausing for a moment, they moved again, trying to bypass the little girl.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the little girl suddenly opened her arms and stopped them.
【enemy……】
【Intercept.】
[No attack intention was detected.]
【wait.】
The undead who were stopped did not attack, but stopped again and looked at the little girl.
The little girl closed her eyes, and the residents who were secretly watching her were heartbroken. But after waiting for a while, they found that the ghost was still standing there.
The little girl opened her eyes a little, but didn't see any knife or arrow coming towards her. Tears rolled down her cheeks, but she breathed a sigh of relief. She had made the right bet, and the undead didn't kill her.
"My mom is sick. She's very hungry. She needs to eat, or she'll die!"
"Please, please, give me some food."
“Please…”
The little girl spoke haltingly and choked with sobs. At the end of her speech, she knelt down powerlessly in front of the dead soul.
The leader of the patrol was a junior skeleton warrior. His intelligence was not much higher than that of ordinary skeleton undead. He could not understand most of what the little girl said, but he got a word "food" from many sentences.
【food.】
【Send it.】
A message was transmitted from the soul network.
The little girl didn't know what the dead ghosts had done, she just looked on with pleading eyes. She didn't know who else she could ask for help at this time. Maybe these skeletons in front of her could save them?
She was too young and didn't know anyone. Even if she did, at a time like this, everyone would take care of themselves first and wouldn't take out food.
(End of this chapter)
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