Doomsday crisis survival game

The girl's personality is not as cold as an iceberg. Instead, her quietness makes people feel that she is very lonely.

Her silent appearance scared Cui Yan and the others.

But the girl in front of him was very young and thin, only about fifteen or sixteen years old.

All her defenses and caution were instantly rationalized. This extremely deceptive weak appearance made Cui Yan and the others gradually let down their guard, and they unconsciously ignored the sense of danger from the girl.

"My name is Cui Yan. Are you trapped here?"

Cui Yan was testing the other party, while Zhu Ruxing stood behind her and stared at the girl warily.

The girl turned on the flashlight in her hand, and the light shone on their faces, so they could see her clearly.

A handsome young face with alert eyes and eyebrows, full of youthfulness that only girls and boys of this age can have.

The moment they saw her face, their impression of her became concrete. The ancient sense of danger in the darkness had long been forgotten by Cui Yan and the others. The person in front of them was just a teenager who was wary of strangers.

Cui Yan and the other person looked at each other.

Zhu Ruxing asked: "What's your name?"

Small women, no one, no answer.

"Why are you here?"

The girl was dressed neatly and cleanly and didn't look like a suspicious person.

The girl put down the flashlight and the light suddenly went out.

Only a little light from the crack in the door shone on them, but that light did not reach the girl's feet. The backup power supply in the supermarket kept the warehouse bright.

"I was trapped here during the zombie outbreak. Are you guys too?"

The girl spoke calmly. She gave a reasonable reason and changed the subject.

She wouldn't tell him that she had nowhere to go before the apocalypse, so she sneaked into the supermarket's basement warehouse to spend the night. Anyway, the apocalypse gave her thousands of reasons to be trapped here.

"Yes, we are." Zhu Ruxing replied.

"Are you guys going to leave here?"

The girl made a worried and sad expression, looking like she was afraid of being left behind but was hesitant to speak.

Cui Yan and the others thought that this stubborn girl who pretended to be calm finally showed a little fear.

In fact, this illusion comes from the fact that she has a good-looking face. As long as she plays a little bit of pity, she can win a lot of favor. They always automatically put a layer of pitiful and helpless filter on her, and feel pity for her inexplicably.

It is easy to imagine what a helpless underage child will encounter in the end times.

"Are you coming with us?"

Cui Yan invited her, and she said hesitantly: "Can you take me away?"

The girl was not afraid, she was very calm.

"As long as you listen to us, we can take you away."

Two women, their bodies covered in zombie blood, assured her.

The girl lowered her eyes in thought, and when she looked up again her gaze had become firm.

"it is good."

Cui Yan squatted down and told the girl earnestly: "We will take you out in a while. You must follow us closely until we run out of the warehouse. Do you understand?"

She put her coat around her and put her hat on her.

"understood."

Zhu Ruxing quietly opened the door to observe the situation outside. The zombies outside had almost dispersed. The wave of zombies that followed them down to the underground warehouse was locked outside the warehouse door.

She pulled Cui Yan and quietly walked out of the door, and Cui Yan held the girl tightly and walked out. Cui Yan had been nervously paying attention to the girl's expression, fearing that she would do something.

But the girl acted very calm, as if she felt that nothing mattered.

Cui Yan naturally ignored her abnormal behavior and took her to the warehouse door.

They encountered a trapped girl in an underground warehouse and took her away.

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The fisherwoman came to the simple harbor where several fishing boats were docked.

There were also several fishing boats floating on the wide river. It was unknown whether the owners of the fishing boats were dead or alive, but they were all lying quietly in the same place. Those who could drive the fishing boats away probably drove away overnight, and there were many corpses floating on the river.

There was no one here, only wandering zombies, items scattered messily on the ground, and a radio.

A steady female voice came out from inside.

"Zizizi...please pay attention, everyone...the alliance is doing its best to rescue people in all areas...please stay away from mutants and protect your own safety...the alliance will send a rescue team tomorrow...do not drink water contaminated by rain..."

The fisherwoman picked up the radio, but it just happened to be out of power.

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——In fact, I have thought about facing my sins

"The Alliance - zizizi - has developed a zombie vaccine... - Please - everyone, hold on - zizizi - wait for rescue -"

The sound of the radio attracted the attention of the zombies. Cui Yan and the other man took this opportunity to take the girl to the safe passage. The girl looked back at the radio that was submerged by the zombies, and then withdrew her gaze.

——Put your hopes on others

Cui Yan and the other man held the girl's hands tightly and ran forward with her.

The fisherwomen at the port boarded the fishing boat and threw the surveillance camera inside their clothes into the river.

——But the darkness of the past follows me like a shadow

The sound of the radio gradually faded away, and the only sound in the world was the roar of the zombies.

The fisherwoman threw the radio back to the ground.

——Moths to flame

Cui Yan and her friend ran out of the underground garage with the girl.

The girl's eyes were moved for a moment, but her long-dead heart also made her realize that this was just another moth flying into a flame.

Shoes made a sound on the deck.

This is an ordinary fishing boat that has been used for many years. It is of poor quality, extremely dirty and messy, and has only one floor. You can reach the end of it after a few steps.

The fisherwoman walked to several other fishing boats. The largest medium-sized fishing boat was several dozen meters long, and a weak woman was lying on the deck.

She was in a weak state, with a bluish complexion and obvious zombie bites on her arms. She was tall and dark-skinned, and seemed to have worked all year round. Judging from her attire, she should be a fisherman.

She was wearing land clothes, and she must have managed to get back to the deck from land. The woman seemed to have noticed her, and she looked at her.

The fisherman's wife knew who she was. No one knew her better than the fisherman's wife.

She knew this human.

Because she was the only one on the ship, the woman had to work intensively on the deck all year round without paying attention to herself, and even she didn't recognize herself.

Like many fishermen, she took a lot of sun protection measures to protect her skin from overexposure, which led to her developing a strong physique and a taciturn and reliable personality.

She had no family, her mother had left after the divorce, her father was almost dead, and she had lived alone since she was a teenager and could really remember.

Living by the sea, she bought a fishing boat at a low price and began a life of fishing day and night.

She is the fisherwoman herself.