"They came back with supplies, and they finally have something to put on their stomachs!"
"Uncle PLA is back! Will mom and dad have something to eat?"
There was a commotion in the shelter. Some people saw the manager of the shelter, Yang Changxu, and the others carrying a lot of supplies. Their faces were filled with excitement and greed. However, when they saw the guns on their waists, they withdrew their greed and stared helplessly. Waiting and hoping.
"Let's share the things with everyone. It's still the old rule, regardless of age, gender, and everyone should be divided equally." Yang Changxu separated from his companions and came in carrying a large bag of supplies. He ordered the man next to him. , and then watched him distribute things to everyone bit by bit.
Suddenly, he saw a woman rushing towards him. The child in her arms was still crying.
"Minister Yang, Officer Yang!" the woman burst into tears: "Our Pan Pan is really hungry, and the food is really not enough. Please be kind, please be kind, and give him more food..." "
"Oh... lesbian, you get up first..." Yang Changxu wanted to help her, but the woman knelt directly in front of him as if she was glued to her. He couldn't pull her away, so he could only reason: " All the supermarkets that can be entered have been robbed, and some supermarkets are full of zombies and cannot be entered... There is only so much, there is not enough food for everyone, so we can't make specializations..."
As he was talking, a young woman in her twenties next to him also started crying:
"I... I can't stand this life anymore... I can't eat enough, and my parents don't know where they are. I don't want to play this game at all, but I don't want to die either... How can I get out of here? I don't want to play. Now, I want to be the audience...wuwuwu..."
"Uncle of the People's Liberation Army, are you Uncle of the People's Liberation Army? My mother is isolated in that small house. When will she come out?" A child pulled up his trousers: "Dad is gone, and my mother told me to let me Listen to uncle, but I really miss my mother..."
Yang Changxu was watched closely by everyone and felt a little at a loss.
……despair.
A pervasive despair, an almost visible despair, enveloped this small shelter.
Even if death does not mean death, these people are not willing to experience death. Whether it's starvation or suicide... a good death is worse than a bad life.
Even if they only survive these fifteen days, they might be able to directly choose to become spectators and not enter the next world.
People's desire for survival exists in any situation.
"Don't panic, everyone, calm down first... Our team will go out to collect supplies every day, and we will keep everyone alive..." Yang Changxu could only use this promise to stabilize people. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he thought of something. He dug around in his arms, took out the half bottle of purple antidote that Su Mingan threw to him, and shook it in his hand:
"——Look, everyone! We have made great progress. We have obtained the perfect antidote to the zombie virus from the generous first player! As long as we continue to study this point, I believe that everyone will not be afraid of zombies in the future! "
He originally wanted to have the effect of stabilizing people's hearts.
Let everyone believe in him - there is still hope for everything, and the future is not far away.
Then, he held the bottle high, and unexpectedly saw that the eyes of everyone looking at him changed slightly.
When that fire of hope ignites in people's eyes, it is accompanied by endless desire and greed.
He suddenly realized something.
"Then." Someone said in the silence: "Who will this only antidote be distributed to now?"
"——Can you please give it to my Ah Xiong!" A woman looked at him with hope in her eyes: "My Ah Xiong was the first to be quarantined. He must be very uncomfortable..."
Yang Changxu looked at her with a complicated expression. He would not tell her that her Ah Xiong mutated into a zombie as early as the second day after he was infected, and was eventually cleaned up until his body was incomplete.
"Save my brother Bolong!" The girl in school uniform mustered up the courage to speak: "He was bitten trying to save his life... He should live."
"Uncle PLA, can my mother be released? Can that little bottle save my mother?"
A child looked at him with an innocent face.
Yang Changxu stood there holding the bottle stiffly.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, he opened his mouth with some difficulty:
"This bottle is the antidote." His voice was a little stagnant: "I will give it to Lao Qin... He is almost dying. He is a PhD in the Department of Chemistry and has been researching pharmaceuticals from the beginning. Maybe let him continue. There is still hope...but don't worry, everyone, there will be a chance, as long as Lao Qin..."
"What chance do you have!" The middle-aged woman wailed: "My husband, my children - they have been detained for almost seven days... They are obviously going to..."
Then, she put her head between her hands and let out a cry.
Someone suddenly picked up the bat at hand and dragged his body out.
"...Staying here is not an option, why not go get something to eat while you still have the last bit of energy..."
Someone stood up from the corner, dragging his shaky body outwards, his eyes flashing with hope and despair.
"You, you...sigh." Yang Changxu wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know what to do. The outside world is indeed extremely dangerous, but as these people said, if you continue to stay in the shelter, you will only starve to death. fate - after all, he realized that his abilities were indeed limited, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't save everyone.
He stood there silently, watching people walk out one by one.
Several figures gradually approached him, but he didn't pay attention. He just thought he wanted to say goodbye to himself who had protected them for so long.
"boom--!"
A steel pipe hit the back of his head hard, causing an extremely strong dull pain.
Yang Changxu's vision blurred for a moment, and he was forced to fall forward a few steps. The bottle in his hand fell out and was instantly scrambled by a group of people.
"Mine! It's mine!"
"Go away! I want to use it to save Ah Xiong!"
"The bottle is in that woman's hand, go and stop her!"
The originally chaotic crowd turned into a pot of porridge in an instant, and their human desires were revealed in an instant. They pushed each other with extremely ferocious faces, and even fought with heavy hands, just for the half-sized bottle.
“Stop—stop…everyone, calm down!”
The world was spinning in front of Yang Changxu's eyes. He was a little unsteady and still wanted to stop the chaos. However, the few young men who attacked him didn't stop. They pounced on him with sticks and wanted to rob him of everything. Supplies!
...As long as you have these supplies, you can live a comfortable life even after leaving the shelter!
They are not these soft-hearted people, they don't want to experience this feeling of hunger. They don’t want to be spectators, they want points! They want to survive—be stronger!
Although they still had conscience in their hearts, they still swung their weapons towards the head of their savior!
Yang Changxu's eyes, which were always full of passion, finally turned cold.
As soon as he turned around, he caught the stick swung by the opponent with both hands. With 10 points of strength, he was far stronger than these players who only stayed in the shelter. He pushed the stick back with great force and blocked the attack with one kick. The young man who came over overturned them and kicked several people directly to the ground.
"Don't be stupid... boys." There was real sadness in his eyes.
At this moment, a middle-aged man finally grabbed the bottle of antidote. He held it in his arms ecstatically, and then rushed towards the door crazily——!
"Stop him, stop him!" The people behind him chased after him desperately. Yang Changxu immediately wanted to stop the man and took a step forward, but the dizziness in his head made his vision go dark.
"I'm here, I'm here -!" The middle-aged man's face was still spattered with blood, because he wanted to snatch this bottle of potion to save his wife. He didn't think much about it, he just fought for it instinctively, but it didn't matter anymore - - Because the door to the light is right in front of you -
"boom!"
His belly met the sole of a dark shoe.
The person standing at the door kicked him back in the abdomen, drawing an arc faster than when running.
The young man, carrying a fire ax stained with black blood, stood at the door, and the sunlight cast a long slanting shadow.
The sky full of sunshine shone on his shoulders, giving them a bright halo, but the eyes looking inside were frighteningly dark.
He stared at the chaos inside calmly, and then moved his gaze to the somewhat embarrassed Yang Changxu.
"Do you think this group of people is worth saving?" he asked.
