Doomsday Universal Synthesis System

Chapter 147
Zheng Jue looked at the situation in the messy hidden compartment below, which seemed quite complicated. Several cans that had been pried open were piled up in one corner, and the other corner was surrounded by simple waste cartons.

Zheng Jue leaned over to bypass the surrounded cardboard boxes, and there was only an iron plate covering the rear. Zheng Jue felt a little strange, and pointed with his eyes, and the figure of Obscure Moon appeared next to the iron plate in the next moment.

The zombie's keen sense of smell made Ozuki's face a bit ugly, a finger slammed the edge of the iron plate, the iron plate was lifted, and a very offensive stench diffused out along the opened gap.

Before Zhengjue gave the order, Ozuki let go of her hand, and the iron plate hit the ground with a thud. Zheng Jue was a little confused. He thought that what was hidden under the iron plate should be what he wanted to find, but the smell was even worse. Don't even think about it, it's feces.

Immediately, the whole person was a little depressed, and Zheng Jue's face darkened. Who would have thought that there would be someone hiding excrement here under such a hidden dark compartment. Is it because the people in the shelter had something wrong with their brains, or what?
Just when he was speechless, Annabelle tugged at the corner of Zheng Jue's clothes with her little hand, and pointed to the other side with her little finger.

He said in a coquettish voice, "Someone died at my father's place!"

Hearing this, Zheng Jue came back to his senses, and then saw a small table directly opposite where he was, and a figure was spread out on the table like that. Through the torn clothes, one could see the dark and dark inside. Zheng Jue knew that this person had been dead for some time.

He quickly walked a few steps to the front of the small table, and pushed away a white bone lying there, and there was a sound of iron chains around the bone's neck.

Annabelle's little hand grabbed the necklace on Bones' neck and pulled it violently, and the head with Bones and the broken clothes fell off. Little Loli held the necklace she just got in her hand like a treasure. loot.

Zheng Jue snatched it with sharp eyes, and the little loli pouted, muttering.

"Father bullies others, obviously they saw it first..."

Zheng Jue started to feel a prick in his palm, and with the weak light, he could see clearly that it was a cross shining with silver light. The whole cross was rubbed brightly, obviously the person who wore it before paid much attention to it.

"Is this a believer?"

Zheng Jue was naturally not surprised to see believers in such a church, but why did this person choose to die under such a secret compartment?

Judging from the extent of the exposed bones, his physical condition had already reached the verge of dying when he died.

Only at this time did he notice that there was still a notebook on the small wooden table. The dust on the notebook should have been under the fallen bones, but now the skeleton was pushed away by the little Lolita.

Zheng Jue picked it up and opened the first page. This is a diary written by a believer. As I said before, after the end of the world, everyone needs their own spiritual sustenance, and recording the daily living conditions is also a way for some people. way of liberation.

Zheng Jue was a little happy in his heart, so that he might be able to understand what happened in the church from this notebook.

Although the first page of paper was turned yellow, Zheng Jue's eyes would be brightened by the neat notes on it.

【May 7

The sanctuary of St. Modo Church is officially established. The shelter is in good condition, and the preparation and collection of resources have also come to an end]

【May 7

There was a noise outside the church, and there should be refugees arriving.Our resources are still enough to save more people, thank the Lord!]

【August 7nd

Those rescued foreigners said that there are still partners outside and they need to help them. That’s great. The Lord sincerely wishes you that we can save more people!]

【August 7nd

It's strange, the zombies wandering outside suddenly disappeared, and the rescued people brought a group of guys in cloaks into the refuge. They seem to have some strange tattoos on their faces, but they are all humans and should help each other. You Say?Dear Lord!]

【August 8nd

...]

From here, the handwriting became blurred, as if the recorder of this diary encountered some problems after that day, and the way of recording became very simple.

Apart from daily prayers to the new Lord, there is less and less information available.

【August 10nd

They came, but I didn't expect that these zombies were related to them. They imprisoned us...Due to the food shortage, the demons showed their claws...Lord, did I really do something wrong? 】

Zheng Jue realized where the problem happened, and turned to the last few pages of the diary.

【August 10nd

I took advantage of their unpreparedness and fled to the dark cell of the church, so that I could store the food I had hoarded here, and was not discovered by those demons. All this is due to the Lord!]

【August 11nd

I vaguely saw countless people in white robes and coats entering the church through the cracks. They destroyed the statue of the Lord, tied the believers of my companion god to the pillars, and injected something. I was terrified, listening to my companions The screams were like a knife piercing my heart. 】

Zheng Jue's face turned ugly. Sure enough, there were still a group of people who appeared before the church was occupied by zombies, and what he said should be some kind of human experiment.

Under such an apocalypse, the ugly character of human beings is fully exposed. Some people rely on it to get rich, and some rely on it to achieve certain goals that will never be achieved.

Zheng Jue has also heard that some people have carried out this kind of experiment on zombies, and they used living human beings.

In such an era where killing and death coexist, there are no so-called laws and human rights at all, strength represents everything...

【August 12nd

My body can no longer move, and it is difficult to breathe. Lord, am I really going to die?I recorded these, and hope that someone with predestined relationship can take it away and spread the Lord's will...]

The last word was not written, apparently the recorder was dead.

Zheng Jue was a little shocked looking at the scattered cans piled up in the corner. This person has lived here for more than a month without any water source and only relying on cans to survive?

He slowly closed the notebook, with nameless anger burning in his heart. In the last days, do kind people have to suffer such an ending?
From the notes, he could conclude that the group of people with spots on their faces was the real instigator of this disaster.

Not only did they imprison them, but they also used human bodies to conduct experiments without permission. From the notes, he even came to a terrible conclusion. These guys have transformed the seemingly harmonious church into a secret research base.

Zheng Jue put the notes on the bone's chest, and wanted to put down the cross badge in his hand, but at this moment, the system suddenly made a sound.

(End of this chapter)