lost narrative poem

Chapter 106 The Protagonist's Standard Ability

Yako Busujima, Takashi Komuro and the group did not leave in the end, but after some discussion, they also found reasons for themselves and decided to stay.

Although they didn't go with that group of people to deal with the corpses inside the department store, to do a lot of cleaning and sanitation.

But they cleaned up all the dead zombies that were attracted by the sound just now, and then spent a lot of time trying to find a way to drive or push some moving vehicles on the road outside——

Therefore, these cars that have lost their owners are used as roadblocks to block the main roads in the four directions of the surrounding intersections.

Since zombies can't see and think, so they can't turn, naturally they can't climb consciously either.

Even if a ladder appeared in front of them, they couldn't do the simple action of climbing the ladder alternately with their hands and feet, because the zombie's hand-eye coordination ability was not low, but none at all.

The poorly functioning brain and necrotic muscle tissue all determine that their agility is extremely poor. Whether it is jumping from one place to another, or simply standing up and down in place, or standing still to maintain balance, the These walking dead are extremely difficult challenges.

If it is a huge number of corpses pouring over the sky and covering the sky, then a few cars will definitely not be able to block them, and the method of stacking ladders one after another can solve all difficulties.However, it is completely enough to simply hinder the movement of a few zombies.

A group of people felt that this was not safe, and by the way, they blocked the first-floor exits of some buildings adjacent to the department store in the circle, including doors and windows.

Because there are obviously some dead zombies moving in there, if you don't do this, you can't tell when they may break out of the door or window.

And as long as a car is pushed to block the door or window, the risk can be greatly reduced. Even if the strength of a dead zombie is more than twice that of an ordinary person, it is impossible to overturn a vehicle weighing several tons.

Regardless of the number of dead zombies inside the building, they are all the same. They don't know how to combine skills, and it is impossible to superimpose their power on an individual.And the number of zombies that can appear at the door or by the window at the same time and exert force on the outside is always limited——

Even if they really have a certain degree of intelligence and can do such things, space and terrain limit their output.

As for the dead zombies that fell from the windows on the second floor, it cannot be said that there are no such cases, but the number must be extremely rare, and it must be ruled out that they will die directly on the ground first, or have limited mobility due to broken limbs, etc. Very high probability.

In this way, the area near the department store will no longer be able to form a threatening wave of corpses, and it will become quite safe...

And after doing all this, everyone felt exhausted, and the time went from morning to two or three in the afternoon without knowing it.

They returned to the department store and chose to take a temporary rest to replenish their strength and adjust their state.However, compared with being tired and tired, the sense of psychological security and peace of mind is even more commendable.

It is precisely because of my own fatigue that I know that I have not missed any place. I personally built the prototype of an initial base for a safe end-time human settlement. At least when I sit down to rest, eat, or find a place to sleep, You can feel much more at ease.

It can't be said that like last night, I woke up countless times in one night, always suspecting that while I was sleeping, a dead zombie walked into my room and approached my bed.

And it's not that I suspect that the door is open, or I prick up my ears nervously, and listen carefully to the voice of the companion next door. If I hear it, I worry that the other party's voice is so loud that it will attract zombies. If I don't hear it, I can't help it. Suspicious...

Anyway, he didn't have a good rest at all.

Of course, this cannot eliminate the most fundamental problem, especially after you are free, some people will naturally think wildly and raise questions, thinking that such an approach is not good——

……

……

"Speaking of which, is this really good?"

The person who spoke was Rei Miyamoto. This girl had a tired look on her face, and there was a very obvious restlessness in the depths of her eyes, which she couldn't hide and didn't intend to hide.

Holding a pot of heated coffee in both hands, she sat with her companions on the stairs leading from the hall on the first floor to the second floor.

"Do we really... want to stay here? Will it be like this from now on? Didn't we agree to go to everyone's home to take a look, first to confirm whether the family is safe, and then..."

"Yeah, we agreed...but that's because we thought things too simply before."

Takashi Komuro who was sitting on the bottom step smiled wryly, also looking frustrated.

"If everything goes well, why are we here now? Instead of returning to our respective homes, is this what we thought?"

"But..." Rei Miyamoto opened her mouth.

"Nothing but, we have to admit, we were really wishful thinking. It's the way it is all over the world, no place is immune."

Takashiro Saya said indifferently, stretched out a slender white index finger and pushed the glasses, "Just like last night, we thought that the opposite side was safe, and the people on the other side also thought that our side was safe..."

Everyone suddenly changed color slightly, and their expressions were quite ugly.

But it was like this at the time. One of the reasons for the traffic jam was because the people on the other side also wanted to escape, thinking that this was a safe zone.

The result is that people on both sides can't wait to flee to the opposite side, away from danger, and the large troops of the two sides meet in the middle of the bridge, blocking the road forcibly, and no one can let it go.

In the end, I don't know how many people had managed to survive the first wave of shock without warning, but because they made wrong judgments, they ruined themselves again worthlessly.

Even their group of people almost met the same fate, and being able to survive can only be said to be a matter of luck.Thinking about it now, it's really ridiculously naive, obviously that... That person has already made it clear that their behavior is simply to die.

However, no one was willing to admit it at the time, and refused to believe that statement.

They just cling to luck, thinking that they will be able to ignore all risks, successfully cross the river, and return to the civilized world of normal human beings.

——Then, he was slapped severely by reality.

"...the world is like this now, not only are we precarious, but our family is the same, you may think it is cruel to say this, but denying reality will not help us or our family in any real way. "

Takashiro Saya hugged her knees, and said so with a trace of deep powerlessness and helplessness in the calmness.

"Buried your head in the haystack, thinking that you are safe because you can't see with your eyes... We have tried that kind of bitter fruit before, haven't we?" Bujima Yako said softly, but she was also echoing Takashi Saya's statement.

"Now the network communication has been paralyzed, just like traffic and order, we have no way to contact our family for the time being..."

Takashi Saya seemed to be muttering to herself, and seemed to be sorting out her thoughts——

"And don't say anything else, let's all think in a good direction, assuming that your family members are all safe now, then they must be motionless at home? Waiting for us to go to a fixed place to find them? "

Miyamoto Rei pressed her lips tightly.

"If you think about it, you know, this is impossible. You risked a lot to go there. Even if you didn't die on the way, you probably won't find them..." Gaocheng Saya glanced at her, and continued calmly. Said, "Maybe they're even looking for you too."

"Then...then what should we do? Are we just giving up?" Miyamoto Rei was a little excited.

"It's not just giving up like this, but we need a more secure plan, which is better than dying on the road, right? In that case, there is really no hope at all, and the only way to survive is to let yourself survive later possibilities."

Takashiro Saya sighed.

"This is the safest place we can find so far. Although that... that person has problems, at least he has no malice and will not harm humans for no reason. From our experience yesterday and what those people said, it should be ...is certain..."

In the end, the girl's voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was seriously lacking in confidence.

After all, it is not difficult to find reasons to explain, to try to rationalize a thing and turn it into a "truth" that one is willing to accept and believe, but it is not difficult to find reasons.

That eerie, bloody and cruel scene in the morning is still vivid in their minds, deeply engraved in their souls.

"..."

"..."

For a while, everyone was strangely silent, their eyes were complicated and they didn't make a sound.

They have all seen the weirdness and horror of that person, and even suspected that the other person is not human at all, which corresponds to many clues before... Logically speaking, they should have been afraid and fled away immediately. It's not even close to being killed.

However, this is the zombie apocalypse, they have nowhere to escape, and in such a bad world, a monster who has no malice towards himself, can speak and communicate well, and can understand human beings——

The strength represented is no longer a pure threat, but may also be transformed into a sense of security and security.

Anyway, no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than those zombies that are inhuman and can only eat people instinctively, right?It can be said that under their desperation, they somewhat have the mentality of smashing the cans.

Most of the others chose to stay because of this, instead of escaping to face the doomsday world outside and the endless walking dead, because the latter really did not allow people to survive.

"Tell me, that... that student Xia Ran, is he human?" Hirano Toda hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but say so, but he wasn't afraid at all, so he was a little cautious He turned his head and looked upstairs.

After all, I don't know who stipulated it. As long as other people's affairs are discussed behind the scenes, that person will always appear behind the discussant for no reason.

The same was true for the other people, who looked at each other in dismay, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the second floor on the stairs behind them, worried that the person would come down unknowingly, and stood on the steps behind them.

"Hmph, there's no need to think about this kind of thing, I've already said it before—"

After confirming that such a terrible thing did not happen, Takashi Saya gritted her teeth.

"He can use ordinary bows and arrows to shoot out the power of a sniper rifle, and the speed of his hand is not normal at all, and you have also seen it? It is impossible for a normal person's arm to split into that kind of biological weapon Right! How could he be human, maybe even his name is fake..."

"Hey, how do you defile people's innocence out of thin air?"

At this time, Xia Ran's dissatisfied voice came.

Everyone froze immediately, turned around subconsciously, and saw their subject of discussion appeared at the bottom of the stairs at some point, standing there.

(End of this chapter)