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Beep beep~

Beep beep beep beep~

Sharp and exciting wake-up whistles sounded from the audio equipment in every corner of the gathering place, and the Yeda gathering place, which had been sleeping all night, gradually woke up.

The sun breaks at dawn, and a ray of morning light falls on the earth from the east...

At this moment, the night road at the north gate was like a big bunk bed, filled with survivors sleeping on the ground.

Because the old isolation area was full and the new isolation area was still being coordinated, a large number of newly arrived survivors were delayed on the road and had to sleep on the floor.

"Ouch! Holy shit!"

"Damn it! It turns out that even the wake-up bells in the apocalypse sound so pleasant!"

...

The awakened survivors grumbled and complained

Having been able to survive for so long in the apocalypse, there are almost no people who sleep like dead pigs. They will wake up at the slightest sign of trouble!

More alert than a rabbit!

This stress response is like severe heart palpitations!

People with weak hearts can be scared to death!

So this whistle was originally meant to be for the survivors of the Yeda gathering place, and it also allowed these survivors to get in advance!

When many people woke up and saw themselves surrounded by dense crowds of survivors, their first reaction was horror!!

It's like my heart was grabbed and thrown high up.

"Oh no! We're surrounded by zombies!!"

This is just like when you hear firecrackers in foreign countries, your first reaction is to squat with your head in your hands.

And when I wake up the next second, my heart will gather and fall again

puff~

Landed safely!

They are all human! They are all human! So many of the same kind! So many of the same kind!

The psychological gap brought about by the ups and downs of emotions, coupled with the sense of security brought about by tribal gatherings!

It will really bring tears to the eyes of many survivors who are struggling to survive alone, displaced and living from hand to mouth after the end of the world!

It’s great! It’s great that there are still so many people in the world!!

Humans are social animals...

"Woo woo woo~ I want to go to work!"

"Me too, I really want to go to school, I want to buy a bowl of sticky rice at the school gate, and go to the morning reading class on time, so that she can scold me and warn me to come earlier next time!" A young boy with a childish face in the crowd said with a sad face.

"It's a pity that even if I pedal my Trek XKaws Ma Dong bicycle to sparks, I can't get it back! Woo woo woo~"

Upon hearing this, a kind-hearted elder brother in the crowd immediately spoke up and counselled softly:

"Oh my god! It's the end of the world and there are still dogs to boot? Don't worry, brother, even if it's not the end of the world, you can't kick her! I guarantee you can't kick her!"

"As we all know, you can only ride a bicycle if you drive a sports car!"

"You'd better say bicycle!"

?

"You didn't let him go either!"

"No, mate. You might not be able to pedal it on other bikes, but that's a Trek XKaws Ma Dong bike! This thing costs more than an entry-level sports car!"

"Fuck! This young man, how disrespectful! It turns out to be the young master. I am so blind!"

......

Most of the survivors are lone wolves of the apocalypse, the kind of people who haven't spoken to anyone for a long time since the apocalypse.

If their life in the apocalypse were made into a documentary, the title would probably be "Snail House in the Apocalypse" or "My Survival on a Deserted Island in the Apocalypse".

The end of the world as imagined by many people: I Am Legend

Actual life in the end times: "I am a loser"

Survive?

Just lingering on

It's so funny. Let me tell you, I used a kitchen knife to chop all the way from the 17th floor to the first floor, and then broke the car window with a punch and escaped successfully.

Actually, I lied to you.

I lay in the car for two days, almost starving to death and I didn’t even dare to start the car!

.....

Of course, this caution and timidity may be the reason why they can live so long.

"Just focus on your development and don't waste time~" This sentence is definitely the golden guide for survival in the apocalypse!

More effective than any advice from Survive!

So

When the many weeds that had been wandering in the apocalypse for more than a month suddenly arrived at the check-in point of the Yeda gathering place, and saw so many survivors, it was like players who had been forced to play offline for ten years finally connected to the main server!

The desire to communicate has reached its peak!

The enthusiasm is comparable to that of the Match Hall and Quality Plaza!

"Can I communicate with you for a moment?"

This sentence, in just a few days, has become a high-frequency sentence on Yeda Street!

However, although most survivors are tough in words, they are soft in body.

As there were too many people and it was difficult to provide adequate protection, many survivors slept on the floor without even a mat, and the night market was very humid.

You can imagine how it feels to sleep on a cold, rough asphalt road all night, with your body still wet...

So the first thing many people do when they wake up is to go to the 24-hour support tent on the roadside to drink a big bowl of ginger soup!

The second leading cause of death in the apocalypse, besides zombies, is illness...

It's not about death from illness, but being sick means being given a weakness BUFF. Before the apocalypse, it might only affect work efficiency, but after the apocalypse, it will definitely affect the survival rate.

Therefore, although the real conditions of the survivors of the apocalypse have become worse than before the apocalypse, they definitely pay more attention to health preservation.

Zheng Yu was lucky because he wrapped himself in several layers of coats to prevent being bitten by zombies when he was fleeing, and they came in handy at this time!

He took it off and temporarily put a small Simmons mattress under his body, and used the extra space to cover himself, so he slept very well that night!

I haven’t felt this safe for a long time, and I slept so soundly!

If he wasn't so hungry, he really wanted to stay in bed a little longer!

According to yesterday's rules, breakfast should be available soon!

Meat buns! Meat buns!

Just thinking about the taste, Zheng Yu's saliva began to secrete crazily!

"Uh uh ~ ah!"

Zheng Yu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly seemed to have a serious illness. He rolled around on the floor covered with clothes, then curled his toes, tensed his whole body, and raised his hands to his head, as if performing a ritual.

He stretched himself lazily with all his strength, almost breaking himself.

?

When Zheng Yu came to his senses, he found that a vacuum zone with a radius of several meters had been created around him, and all the survivors around him were looking at him with extremely vigilant eyes.

Even the fully armed soldiers approached with their rifles in a vigilant manner...

Kata~

Kata~

The sound of the bolt being pulled

Danger! ! !

I forgot that this is the check-in point, not my bedroom!

I was afraid that my selfless stretching would be regarded as a sign of mutation? ?

Thinking of this, Zheng Yu dared not to move, turned into a wooden man on the spot, and chose textbook self-rescue!

"Don't shoot! I was just stretching!"

It is no exaggeration to say that the moment Zheng Yu made the sound, the garrison soldier almost pulled the trigger.

Fortunately, he was smart and chose not to move.

Otherwise, he would definitely become the first person to be beaten to death while stretching at night!

Whose good guy stretches like a mage singing? ?

After confirming it was a misunderstanding, Zheng Yuxi received a ban, prohibiting him from stretching on the road at night!

After the garrison soldiers left, order was restored. Zheng Yu wiped off the cold sweat and sat there obediently, no longer feeling sleepy.

Although guns have only been around for a few hundred years, the fear of them has long been engraved into human genes.

When Zheng Yu saw the garrison soldiers holding guns before, he didn't feel anything, but felt warm and caring.

But just now when the gun was really pointed at me.

The feeling of slow thinking, palpitations, trembling, and even retching will be unforgettable to him forever.

Every cell in the body is frantically telling the brain to vote quickly and kneel down with your head in your hands!

Zheng Yu didn't dare to move and sat there, but his eyes were looking around...

His eyes passed over the survivors whose tragic appearances were very different but all the same, passed the staff at the checkpoint, passed the inspectors wearing black uniforms with red armbands with black letters, avoided the fully armed garrison soldiers holding guns, and finally fell on the "internal guards" wearing Zhou Bang's internal guard training uniforms.

Zheng Yu looked at this group of "inner guards" with curiosity and inquiry in his eyes, because these inner guards seemed to have not slept all night!

He remembered that the other person had already appeared when he accidentally rolled to the ground and woke up in the middle of the night last night.

Like industrious ants, they push carts, transport screens and audio equipment one by one, and assemble them quietly at the front of the check-in point.

As if afraid of disturbing the survivors sleeping on the floor, Zheng Yu saw that most of the communication between them was done through body language.

Even when I can use my mouth, I really can't gesture clearly and can't help but swear!

Just like building blocks, within a few hours, an extra-large black screen and a series of supporting facilities were built in front of the check-in point.

Even now, when Zheng Yu looked at them, they were just as focused and completely immersed in their work as when they first appeared.

When the scorching sun moved and the golden morning light just happened to shine on them, Zheng Yu seemed to see tall and firm green pines!

Quiet and reliable...

...

That's what the militia is like.

At the beginning, there were no support troops, so they put on tattered cotton jackets, picked up skull-breaking hammers, stood in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, and went to where the leader needed them.

Now that there is a lack of combat troops, they take off their work clothes, put on training uniforms, pick up guns that the front-line troops look down upon, and go to the front line and in front of the leaders.

At this moment, the leader needs them to stand on the stage, in front of the soldiers and civilians of the end of the world, so they put on labor protection gloves, worked hard, and set up a window of the end of the world...

Internal security, be the person the leader needs...