The schedule after the disaster was already running against time, and there was no room for any delay.
After leaving the community, Lang Hua and his party headed north and rushed to the location of Shashi People's Hospital.
After the number of ability users doubled, the team's marching speed increased greatly. It was only noon and they had already reached the northern edge of the central residential area.
The blocks here are equally dense and the architectural style is older. When Shashi District 3 was first established, it was still a bustling economic center. Now, the glory has long gone, and it is filled with a decadent atmosphere like stagnant water.
At this moment, everyone who had not yet crossed the street corner heard a scream.
"don't want!"
Immediately afterwards, there were sounds that were obviously men joking.
"Little girl, you just said you don't want it, brothers... but I don't know if you really mean it, haha."
"Hey, maybe you'll find out by then that this girl's body is quite honest. Hahaha."
"Okay, stop talking and move quickly. When it's over here, it won't be too late for that little girl to let you go."
"Yes, brother is right. If you wait too long, you will attract black corpses."
"Damn it, why is this guy so vicious? What the hell do you feed him with?"
When Lin Qian heard this, she couldn't help but stop, her face darkened, and she thought of some bad memories.
Except for Yang Xiaoxiao, who blinked his big eyes and looked like he was watching the fun, the others were also frowning.
Turning the corner, Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but change his expression.
"No! Don't hurt my dad. Please, don't..."
"It's Lan Xi!" Yang Xiaoxiao said in a deep voice.
"Lan Xi?" Li Liping suddenly asked, "Is she the girl you met before?"
After Lang Hua rescued Yang Bensheng and others, on the way to the Yang family community, Yang Xiaoxiao mentioned some of his previous experiences to them.
The urban environment after the disaster was complex and changeable, and Lang Hua and the three of them were in constant danger along the way.
But it was the girl who kept the corpse-turned-father in captivity in the story... that impressed Li Liping the most.
After turning the corner, the scene on the other side was unobstructed.
The scene on the street is somewhat different from what everyone imagined.
A red and black baseball cap fell aside. The curled pear blossom hair is permed short, and the bangs soaked in sweat extend out and stick to the forehead. The sweatshirt and trousers were stained with dust and stains, which contrasted sharply with the girl's beautiful appearance.
The girl Lan Xi was pinned down by a man.
But the grappling technique of pressing the whole person face down on the ground is more like a kind of control.
Subdue the opponent's physical resistance.
Of course, the girl is also constantly being taken advantage of by the man.
The other two men with knives were dealing with a black corpse. One of the legs was freed from the restraints, but the upper body was still tied tightly to the wooden chair.
Lin Qian recognized it - it was Lan Dahe, Lan Xi's father.
"Damn it, why is this guy so difficult to deal with?" the knife-wielding man cursed.
His companion was almost bitten by the black corpse just now, and he was still feeling frightened at this moment:
"Fuck! I've never seen such a ferocious black corpse. Is he about to be promoted?"
"Wouldn't it be better to advance to the next level?" the man holding the knife said with a smile, "Where can I find someone like this with his hands and feet tied up? It won't be a problem for a second-level black corpse to kill six of you."
The third person's face was filled with joy: "Hey, it's a blessing that the three of us brothers are going to be strong. The black corpse crystal core that is on the verge of advancement has the most energy. I think my strength will increase by at least 30% this time."
"Don't say 30%, maybe we can advance to the next level. From now on, it will be the day when people are masters."
"Er Zi, hurry up. I've got him under control. Aren't you a fucking speed evolver? Can you give me some fucking strength at the critical moment?"
"Brother, don't worry, it's coming soon."
These three people actually took a fancy to the black corpse crystal core in the back of Lan Dahe's head.
By the way, eating blood from genetically similar evolvers will accelerate the evolution of dominant necromorphs.
The first-order crimson crystal core in the back of his head is indeed a rare treasure for ordinary evolvers.
But such a late-stage first-order black corpse with its hands and feet bound has invisibly significantly reduced the risk factor for the three of them in the process of hunting the black corpse.
Such a rare opportunity is really... rare.
"don't want!"
Lan Xi cried out: "Please, don't hurt him, don't hurt him."
But how could she, a little girl who was pinned to the ground, be a match for a strong man?
What's more, the strong man at that time was still a powerful evolver at this time.
Anxious and anxious mood, restless and writhing body.
Lan Xi was like an insect trapped in a cocoon, like a powerless insect.
The more you struggle, the tighter you are bound.
Tears silently overflowed from the eyes, flowed down the cheeks, and dropped onto the dusty ground.
…
Since the "Sirius Prophecy Post" was wildly reposted on the federal real-time forum "FS Community", a few survivors have embarked on the road to kill the black corpses and strengthen themselves.
From staying at home and shivering, to picking up weapons and trying to save yourself. This alone is a much faster process than in the previous life.
A team like the man with the knife in front of him who formed a group to hunt down the black corpses and obtain the crystal core would only be seen in the third month after the disaster in the previous life.
At that time, after the official scientific research team under the coalition government issued a statement, the evolutionists realized the opportunities and treasures hidden in the apocalyptic world full of disasters.
People's desire and persistence for powerful power have never changed no matter what era they were in.
——
"Don't hurt him?"
The man who was obviously the leader smiled: "Okay. I just want to take what belongs to me."
Lan Xi could hardly believe what she heard.
If we could just let them go, if this was true, that would be great...
She can take her "father" to other places, further away, she can...
But at the moment when the girl stopped crying and looked at him blankly, the man slowly added:
"For example, I just want to... pry open his head and take away the only valuable energy crystal core!"
Section 2
"Girl, it seems you haven't figured out the situation yet."
The big man who restrained Lan Xi smiled lewdly and said: "Not only is your black corpse 'good father', but you... can't escape from my brother's grasp. Haha."
After saying that, he pinched Lan Xi's pretty and cute little face.
The other two people couldn't stop laughing when they heard this.
The man patted Lan Xi's dull face: "Be good, when we get tired of toying with you, we will send you to reunite with your black corpse father, hahaha..."
"Hey, don't waste her crystal core." The eldest of the three said.
"She? She didn't transform into a corpse." The thin speed evolver said while taking action towards Lan Dahe.
"As long as we kill her afterwards, who will know? No one will know. We also have one more crystal core."
"But she's still human."
"What does it matter? They are all crystal nuclei, almost the same. Or don't you want to give me this crystal nucleus?"
"No, boss, I'm just saying. Divide it equally according to the rules."
"There are so many dead people now. Who can tell the difference between those who died before the corpse transformation and those who died after the corpse transformation? You, third brother, are really stubborn."
The strong man who was a power evolver curled his lips in response, and in a blink of an eye he smiled broadly: "Hey, I haven't seen you in two years, this girl has a really good figure..."
As he said that, that stupid hand was about to reach into Lan Xi's lapel...
…
"enough!"
It was Lang Hua's voice.
If the other party just killed the black corpse, Lang Hua would not interfere in these matters.
Whose father was the murdered black corpse before his death, and what does it have to do with him?
There are billions of black corpses in the world. Who doesn’t have a relative? Who is still alone?
I can't let go of my obsession with the past, and I can't recognize the current situation clearly.
Lan Xi, why don’t you understand?
Why don't you die? Why do not you go to hell!
When corpses change, they become enemies, enemies, and two species that are incompatible with each other.
You will kill yourself, you will kill others!
Treat a black corpse, a corpse-turned-monster that only wants to eat your flesh and drink your blood from beginning to end, as a father and a relative?
Who do you think you are?
Do you think you can move the world and usher in a miracle?
You are nobody! We are all...no one.
There is nothing we can do!
What is lost will never come back, and what you pay will not be rewarded in the end...
…
In a daze, Lang Hua seemed to be back in the trenches again, back to the afternoon when the company battled.
Li Yishan, who was the company commander at the time, said to him during the shelling: "Hua Zi, do you know what to do if I die?"
"Kick your rotten flesh aside and let me be the company commander instead."
At that time, Lang Hua picked his ears casually and thought he was just joking around.
"Hey, you kid." Li Yishan also raised his generous palm and patted him on the head, "Then what if I... transform into a corpse? What should you do?"
"I...I should..."
At that time, Lang Hua could not say anything, and Li Yishan's question was only replaced by a period of silence.
"Hua Zi, you should kill me. It's up to you to do it yourself."
He stared at Lang Hua's face seriously, but Lang Hua's eyes wandered and he lowered his head.
"I……"
The boy who hesitates and struggles, the strong man looking down at his watch, the dawn battlefield with smoke rising and flames flickering.
The strong man patted the young man on the shoulder: "The next round of shelling is coming. Find a place to hide."
He finally looked at Lang Hua: "Hua Zi, when the time comes, you...can do it, right?"
"I...I can." The young man kept his eyebrows lowered and finally nodded.
I can.
A good "I can".
It’s so nice to say that, and it’s so nice to agree.
But who would have thought that such a day would really happen six years later?
Lang Hua, Lang Hua, what did you do at that time?
Facing the heroes who fought back and the comrades who refused to die...did you really do it?
Have you been let down, and whether...
At this moment, Lang Hua suddenly felt hatred in his heart.
This ruthlessness spread from his deepest memory, making him feel in a daze——
How many people died around him? How many people have died?
one hundred? one thousand? Ten thousand?
Countless...maybe all of them.
Comrades, friends, lovers...
Black corpse, corpse beast, puppet weapon, star thief...
This disaster...this apocalypse...
This hatred made Lang Hua's fisted hands tremble uncontrollably, but he just stood there and repeated:
"Enough, enough!"
