Great time travel

Chapter 36. Necessary trade-offs
On the second night when the zombie disaster broke out, although the lights of the city were still bright, the creatures hovering under the lights had changed types.

At this time, more than 30 hours had passed since the first case of "murderous disease" patient in Bed Lord City, or the appearance of the first zombie.

If human beings had kept at least half of the city safe the night before, then with the collapse of the Mibetsu River Barrier, the entire huge modern city has been reduced to a hell on earth tonight.

On every street and alley in the entire urban area, there are no more vehicles passing by, but zombies that seem to be drunk and staggering around can be seen everywhere.Occasionally, short screams pierced the night sky, and they were quickly lost in the darkness that even dim street lights could not illuminate.

On the west bank of Mibie River, near the high-end residential area that Doraemon and his party and Fujimi Gakuen just left, there is a street that is neither wide nor narrow.On one side of this street are tall reinforced concrete apartment buildings, while on the other side are single-family houses with courtyards.

Although most of the windows on both sides of the street could no longer see any lights at this moment, there were still a few houses that still stubbornly let out the light of electric lights.These candles in the wind, which symbolized human industrial civilization, could not attract zombies without eyesight at all.But the remaining living people rushed over like moths who saw the light—unfortunately, the fate of most of them seemed to be the same as moths to the flame.

In the courtyard of a residential house, a middle-aged office worker man wearing a suit and tie but not carrying a briefcase was sitting with his back against the wall with a pale face, holding his abdominal wound with his hands, holding back Severe pain, he insisted on not making a sound, so as not to attract the keen hearing zombies - his wound did not have the tooth marks of the dead body, but a narrow and deep hole, which was obviously poked by a sharp weapon.

Although the middle-aged man had exhausted all his strength on the hand holding the wound, and exhausted all his willpower to fight against death, more and more blood still seeped out slowly and firmly. Next, his Consciousness is becoming more and more blurred...

"...Dad...Dad...Dad...Wake up...Dad..."

Beside the middle-aged man who was about to die from blood loss, the young girl was crying and calling for her father over and over again.

When she was young, she didn't know what happened in this world. She only knew that in the elementary school that suddenly became a slaughterhouse yesterday afternoon, it was thanks to her father who was an office worker who arrived in time to save her from the teacher who was biting each other. He was rescued among his classmates.

However, after hiding in Tibet for a day, they still failed to escape home, and their father was stabbed when he asked for help, and fell in a pool of blood forever.

"...Asshole! Keep your voice down!"

Through a thin door, the owner of the house, another middle-aged office worker man, let out an angry growl.

However, whether it was because he lowered his voice very low, the crying girl turned a deaf ear to it.

——A few minutes ago, this homeowner stabbed to death the middle-aged man in the courtyard who came for help with a mop and a self-made spear with an iron tip on the fence.

However, this murderer also has his helplessness - zombies have almost no vision, but are quite sensitive to sound.If the middle-aged man hadn't kept knocking on the door and pleading loudly, causing a huge noise, even though one more mouth would consume more water and food, it would be impossible for him to take in the father and daughter , but he would not be so hard-hearted as to do something like piercing someone's belly with a spear.

Seeing the little girl outside ignoring him and continuing to scream and cry, the middle-aged homeowner turned his head in distress and looked at his wife who was biting his lip while suppressing fear, and his daughter who was holding on to his wife's apron tightly. ...His fingers on the self-made spear were so hard that they turned white.

Turning around and opening the curtains slightly, he saw the wobbly shadow of the nightmarish girl appearing within the range of the street lamp in front of his house following the girl's crying... There are more zombies gathering from afar.

"...Boom! Boom..."

The zombies in the front were blocked by the iron gate of their own courtyard and couldn't get in for a while.But one, two, three... More and more zombies began to gather in front of the iron gate.Although the father and daughter bolted the bolts of the iron door before entering, the problem is that the power of zombies is far greater than that of living people. Hearing the bangs, the middle-aged homeowner seemed to see the bolts fixing the hinges of the iron door Shaking off the wall...

But the little girl's voice was getting sharper and sharper, attracting more and more zombies to come closer.

Can't go on like this!Otherwise our family will die!

The middle-aged homeowner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at his wife and daughter again—if it wasn’t for them, he, who was an ordinary office worker yesterday, would not have been able to make up his mind to kill someone, let alone A little girl who is about the same age as her own daughter!
But now, in order to protect the safety of his family, this office worker has no choice but to make up his mind and ignore all this!

Anyway, I have already killed an adult, and now killing a small one doesn't seem to make much difference, doesn't it?

He touched the doorknob with his trembling left hand, took a deep breath, turned, and opened the door... Then, he raised the sharp spear and thrust out with all his strength!

——Short screams, blood splatters, bodies falling... The crying of the young girl stopped abruptly.

Little loli Siri Alice, death confirmed!
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At the same time, on the balcony of the Gaocheng family's mansion on the east bank of the Yubie River, Wang Qiu frowned and saw a line of dazzling red letters from the "Book of Time Traveling":

"...An important team member in the original work, Ciri Alice, died prematurely, and 1000 reward points will be deducted."

——Combining the bonus points obtained for arriving at Gao Cheng's house early, the current total points of this plot is 12200 points.

So, he closed the book, sighed faintly, and silently mourned for half a minute for the death of this little loli whom he had never met.

Generally speaking, Wang Qiu is not a cold-blooded man in the iron mask, let alone a bloodthirsty murderer, but he is also not a holy mother of boundless love.Regarding whether to follow the direction of the original book, wait in Nan Lixiang's house until dark, and then go to rescue the last member of the protagonist's team in the original book, the little loli Siri Alice holding the puppy "Jiku", Wang Qiu I also considered it carefully for a long time...but finally chose to give up.

First of all, for Doraemon's debt repayment plan, he must seize the time to reach a cooperation agreement with Gao Cheng's family, use the manpower and connections of "Worrying for the Country and One Heart Association" to search for property, and realize the "Bed Master City Sanguang Plan" - debt collection over time and space The company only gave a grace period of seven days. If a considerable part of the money cannot be paid before the deadline, Doraemon is really in danger of being sent to the waste robot dismantling factory!
Secondly, when all the high school students are looking forward to rushing to the other side of the Mibie River to join their families, he can't force everyone to stay in Nan Lixiang's mansion for one night without reason—unless The use of violent coercion or verbal coaxing, but the consequences are really unimaginable.

Thirdly, Wang Qiu is also not sure whether the little loli Siri Alice and her father will run to the vicinity of Nan Lixiang's villa after the plot has been greatly changed... What if it is in the end? Wouldn't it be too much of a loss?

The most important thing is that Wang Qiu discovered based on the two-day practice process that in the plot space of "School of the Dead", it is really easy for them to score points, and there is no shortage of Siri and Alice's father and daughter. This point rewards.On the contrary, the work of raising funds for Doraemon and repaying debts is not an ordinary difficulty.After tossing and tossing, only [-] million yen has been collected so far. Compared with the total debt of [-] billion, it is not even a drop in the bucket.

Therefore, the most urgent task now is to make money, not to earn points, so some side plots that waste time and energy may be given up.

As for that lonely and helpless little loli Siri Alice... I can only say sorry.Anyway, we have never met each other from the beginning to the end, and we have no obligation to save you—on the same night, how many unlucky cute children died in the mouth of zombies!

What's more, he has done enough good deeds this night... Wang Qiu put away the "Book of Time Traveling", turned around and looked into the lounge inside the door, and immediately saw several high school students from Fujimi Academy, hugging each other. Seeing their parents and relatives, they were so excited that they cried and laughed, weeping hard, and tears filled their eyes.

——After successfully arriving at the mansion of the Takashiro family and obtaining the consent of Mr. Soichiro Takashiro, the remaining five Fujimi Gakuen high school students who live in the local area also used Doraemon's [Pickup Bag] to take their The parents were dragged over, thus achieving a family reunion...

In this end-time of death and destruction, the most joyous thing for everyone is probably nothing more than this.

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……What's wrong with me?
...Here is again...where?
From the dark and bumpy narrow compartment, he was taken to the brightly lit spacious room. The police officer Miyamoto, who was curled up and dozed off on the back seat of the police car (the rank of the Japanese police, and his actual position is deputy director), Suddenly woke up involuntarily.

But he was still blinded by the too bright light, and his messy mind was still a mess.

——For two consecutive days of non-stop "riot suppression" operations, watching familiar citizens and colleagues turn into man-eating monsters one by one, and the frustration of failing to hold the police station in the end...all these drained his energy His body and physical strength were completely overdrawn, and even his thinking seemed to be stuck.

"……dad!"

Before his thinking could work, in the next moment, a lively and weak body threw himself into Miyamoto's arms.

The warm body temperature and familiar smell rushed towards my face all of a sudden, which made the director and deputy director Miyamoto stunned.

...God!Could this be... a dream?
Oh—even if it's a dream...

"...Dad, Dad, Dad..."

First it was a cry, and then the girl's voice turned into a cry.

"..." Miyamoto looked at the girl in his arms with vigilance and disbelief, as if his soul was taken away by the miracle of this moment.

That's right, this is indeed his only biological daughter, Rei Miyamoto!
At that moment, his heart, which had been hanging for dozens of hours, finally fell.And the body that was originally as strong as a King Kong, seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and almost collapsed on the spot.

——If someone hadn't pulled him in time, he might have fallen to the ground with his daughter in his arms.

"...Thank you... You! Kiriko! Are you okay?! This is really great!!" Looking at the face of his wife Takako Miyamoto, who was slightly haggard, but still full of vitality, there was another burst of indescribable hugeness. Joy surged into Miyamoto Masa's heart like a tsunami.

At this moment, Miyamoto felt as if he had become the happiest man in the world!
As a result, this police officer, who was always stern and stern, finally couldn't restrain himself anymore. He burst into tears all of a sudden. He didn't care about any majesty and decency anymore. He just opened his hands and hugged his wife and daughter tightly, as if once again. Embracing the whole world that belongs to him.

Um?What the hell is going on with all this...whatever!Let me be happy first before talking!
A short distance away, Takashi Komuro hugged his mother who was an elementary school teacher, crying bitterly with excitement.There is also Jing Haoyong and the remaining two local girls, also hugging their respective families, pouring out the uncontrollable excitement in their hearts with tears and cries...

——Because they found their home again.

The so-called "home" is to be with the family... Otherwise, no matter how beautiful the house is, it is just a house.

After a brief loss, everyone will feel the preciousness of home and family more clearly...

On the other hand, Wang Qiu opened the "Book of Time Traveling" again with great interest, and saw rows of golden characters appearing on the pages of the book one after another:
"...Let Miyamoto Rei join her father in advance and get 1000 reward points."

"...Let Rei Miyamoto join her mother in advance and get 1000 reward points."

"...Let Takashi Komuro join his mother in advance and get 1000 reward points."

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——In the plot space of "School of the Dead", it is really easy for the traverser to earn points, isn't it?

However, outside this happy place for family reunion, the howls of hordes of zombies and the dying cries of fugitives have already sounded.

——The defense line of Yubiechuan has collapsed, and thousands of zombies have crossed the bridge and poured into the eastern urban area... So far, the entire main city of Bed has completely fallen!