Doomsday city

What exactly does betrayal mean, Esther didn't want to think about it at all.

There was a loud slap when her legs hit the ground!Luckily, there are lush bushes and grass growing outside the fence, and the flowers and plants used to decorate the mansion have become a back pad. Essers was lucky not to break her leg. She thought that all the luck might be used for this airborne, because the successive messages The roar of the zombies reminded her that the hunting at night is still going on!

Esses got up in a panic, and she ran straight to the street through the bushes. After a few minutes, there was an explosion that resounded through the sky. The strong wind was mixed with the smell of gas. There was a raging fire, fierce tongues of flame rising in the dry night sky, no matter whether it was an accident caused by candles, or zombies do not set the gas barrel on fire, Esther was completely unwilling to meddle in her own business.

She ran wildly, her vain footsteps running faster and faster, as if she was going to use up her last bit of strength and went crazy, she crossed five streets, and finally leaned against the streetlight out of breath to breathe.She found a flipped van on the sidewalk and scrambled like a dog into it, the rusty doors not closing all the way, but jammed tight.

Esses panted with lingering fear, huddled herself in the corner of the back seat and hugged her knees to calm down.

The roar of zombies could be faintly heard outside the car window, and even the loud explosion still echoed in my ears.Esther stared nervously at the distorted rearview mirror. The cold wind blew the scattered garbage across the street, and a few leaflets were hooked on the branches and rustled.

Her heart was still beating fast. Essers tightened her neckline, shrugged her shoulders and buried her head in her arms. She bit her lower lip, and the bloody smell spread from the tip of her tongue. Then her eyes became hot unconsciously, and her nose felt sour. Tears trickled down, from silent fear to weeping bitterly, she let go of her bitten lips and throat but could only make a hoarse sound, whining intermittently like a wounded beast.

Her night continued to spread.

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"Everything happened! Just like that...I can't stop...I...I can't..." Charlotte cried, her eyes were swollen, and she sat on the steps and covered half of her face, "I can't let Benny Or Christine gets hurt, it's bad enough, I can't just watch it all go to pieces...I have no choice, I...oh...god..."

Benny stepped forward heavily and put his arms around Charlotte's shoulders, and he was also very uncomfortable.

Even though Vinoya and the others returned safely, the situation became even more tragic.

The comatose Frieda woke up after Vinoa left, but instead of waking up as a normal person, she writhed and screamed like a zombie. After the rope that bound her was torn loose, Frieda dragged Looking around with her dislocated left arm, Charlotte pulled the trigger when she noticed she was trying to attack Christine, but the bullet grazed her right thigh.

"I can't do it! I can't shoot her! Impossible!" Charlotte shouted with her head in her arms.

"Wow, calm down," Red Scorpion stepped forward to caress Charlotte's back, comforting: "I know you didn't do it on purpose, to be honest, you did a good job, after all, Frieda became a zombie, you should protect her." It's the living, not the dead." She tried to soften her voice, but it sounded like a whispering duck.

"She might still be conscious," Charlotte rubbed her nose, sobbing, "She stopped attacking after the gunshot, I swear Frieda turned her head to look at me! She really did 'look' at me! Dead people don't 'Looking'—they didn't have consciousness at all, but Frieda did! She saw me and smashed open the window to escape," she pointed to the broken glass window, "I don't know where she went, I looked everywhere for her Not to her!"

After Charlotte finished speaking, she broke down and cried, Red Scorpion hugged her sympathetically, and Benny couldn't help crying in a low voice.

Vinoa felt her veins pulsating. Within 10 minutes of walking through the door, the good news turned to bad news, and the bad news was the worst kind. She didn't have time to sit down with a cup of coffee and plan for the future. How to continue can only be pushed forward by one accident after another.

Ingrid walked towards the broken glass window. There were still dried blood stains on the stone bricks. It was probably a clue left by Frieda when she escaped, but the blood stains disappeared in the front yard. They can't guess what the partner who turned into a zombie will think, or she can't think at all.

"What should I do?" Christine looked at Vinoa and Red Scorpion worriedly. When she thought of Frieda preparing to attack, her legs became weak in fright. If Charlotte hadn't fired a shot to stop her immediately, she would Now she must have become a zombie. Thinking of this, Christine couldn't help but burst into tears.

Mabel put the hard-shell black box on the table, while Leo looked at Charlotte curiously.

"If she's still conscious, she might come back by herself," Vinoya pinched the bridge of her nose, and said lightly, "We'll stay here for half a month and send two groups of people to patrol the neighborhood every day. If there's still no news for half a month, Let's leave." She glanced at everyone in the room and said, "Is there any reconsideration?"

Benny bowed his head in silence, Christine clenched her hands nervously, Charlotte couldn't help shedding tears, Red Scorpion lit a cigarette and smoked, Ingrid shook her head slightly, Mabel shrugged helplessly, Leo was at a loss stared at Vinoa.

"It's decided like this," Vinoa said, pointing to the broken window, and said, "Seal the window with wooden boards, and don't go out today. Charlotte, there is something I need to talk to you about." She pointed to the second floor, implying a private conversation. Seeing this, Charlotte managed to cheer up, and followed Vinoa upstairs into the master bedroom.

She gently closed the door, and Vinoya sat haggardly on the edge of the bed.

"The man who came back with us is the son of Corbett Connor── Leo Connor," Vinoa raised his eyes and stared at Charlotte seriously, "Although he doesn't know much about Henovirus, he With inhibitors and some records in hand, he showed us a research video and several news reports..." She paused, and said: "He is also a mutant, just like me, Eli, and Feng Lie. They are all mutants, even earlier than us."

"...mutation?" Charlotte was at a loss for a moment. She stammered and muttered to herself. After clarifying the logic, she said, "Mutation happened earlier than you? Do you mean before the zombie outbreak, or after the zombie outbreak?"

"Before, and even earlier," Vinoya said with a sullen face, "the first time the Heno virus swept through."

Charlotte felt an egg stuck in her throat and could not speak.

"Do you know Corbett Connor?" Vinoa ran his fingers through his hair and said with a headache, "He is an explorer, basically a guy who likes to challenge extreme endurance. He has been to many areas that humans don't want to go deep into. , Some of them were filmed on the show, and of course some of them went on 'private trips'."

"I have the impression," Charlotte recalled Leo's shy look when he first stepped in the door, and said puzzledly: "Well, I'm getting more and more dull. What do you want to say?"

"The mutation is neither accidental nor chance," Vinoa bit his lips hesitantly, and said softly: "It's a practice, a deliberate change, but we don't know it. As early as Heno's first sweeping In the whole world, someone has already started to develop it, or is the Heno virus man-made at all?"

Charlotte's face was wrinkled, and her red, swollen eyes made her look like a troubled pop-eyed goldfish.

"We don't know, and there is no evidence..." She slumped her shoulders, and sat weakly beside Vinoa, "What do you want me to do? Look at us, Esther disappeared, Frieda turned into a zombie... What can we do? Now monsters are getting smarter and humans are getting weaker and weaker, we lose our shelter, our food and our families...we...we lose...Vinoa, there is nothing we can do..."

Her frustrated speech echoed in the quiet room for a long time, Vinoya lowered her head and stared at the muddy toes of her shoes, the two of them were shoulder to shoulder, but they didn't know how to comfort each other.The current situation forced them to surrender. As Vinoa said, they could wait for Frieda's return with hope, but it was very likely that after half a month, they could only take a large number of people on a purposeless journey and wander around.

"I'm sorry," Charlotte sighed softly a few minutes later, she put her arms around Vinoa's thin shoulders, and said, "I'm sorry about all this, Esther, Frieda, Red Scorpion, Ke Christine... I don't know how to put it, but we all need a good rest, all of us."

"You're right." Vinoya wiped her face, lay back on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

Charlotte sniffed, imitated her and put on the quilt, and said softly: "Okay, I will try to understand your proposal, maybe the zombies are man-made, maybe the mutation is man-made, maybe we have hundreds of billions of points One can find out the answer, maybe we can find the missing Esses, and save Frieda by the way..."

She repeated the word 'hope' in her heart, but the more she wrote, the less she believed it.

Finally, she sighed deeply, turned around and hugged Vinoa's arm, resting her forehead on her shoulder like an aggrieved child, and whispered: "What we need is not hope, but a miracle. We need to be saved by a miracle, York. doctor."

Vinoya gradually closed her dry eyes.

There are too many things to worry about in the restless heart, her partners, living food, shelter safety, means of transportation, zombies, enemies, injured Frieda, lying red scorpion, Heno virus, inhibitors, Corbert Connor, Leo Connor, the shadows of everything flashed through her mind, and deep down in her heart, the corner she refused to think about was aching.

-- Esther Eli.

Vinoya didn't even dare to miss that name. Whenever a vague figure appeared in her mind, Vinoya chose to ignore it deliberately, and even when Ingrid anxiously expressed that she wanted to find Esther, she ignored it.Vinoya realizes that she has become a coward and is afraid to face the truth. She is afraid that once her longing becomes impulse and hope becomes despair, the steel wall built in her heart will be vulnerable.

Completely shattered and then vanished.