forced to be pampered by monsters

In early May, the biting wind blows a few dead leaves.

The weather is getting more and more abnormal, the sun shines through the thin clouds, but there is no trace of temperature.

In the barren area not far from the Xicheng base, a group of people walked on the road, heading further.

There were five of them in total, and the leader was a middle-aged man with a stooped body, coughing while covering his lips from time to time.

"How long do we have to go?" It was the only woman among the group of people who spoke, her face was blue with cold, and she stretched out her hand to smooth the messy hair on her temples, "There is nothing here, why don't you go back first... "

At the end of the line was a thin boy, wearing a shabby gray coat, with pale fingertips hanging out of the cuffs.

He was wearing a hand-sewn hat, which looked as worn out as the clothes on his body. The wide brim of the hat tightly covered half of his face, revealing only a white chin and pale lips.

Weimian stopped and raised his head slightly.

He glanced sideways and forward, then lowered his head and pushed down the brim of his hat.

Nearly 20 years after the end of the world, there is very little human civilization left in the barren area. The only remaining ruins around and the ground gaps filled with soil under the feet can vaguely see that this place used to be a street.

No one responded to the woman's words just now. She opened her mouth and said nothing again, with despair appearing in her eyes.

They are all useless people who were expelled this time, how could they go back as human beings.

The so-called useless people are the human beings whose contribution value is at the bottom in all aspects in the resident audit of the base every three months.

They usually have poor physical strength and military strength, or suffer from diseases that affect their physical fitness, and cannot complete the labor tasks assigned by the base, and they also have no contribution in education and politics.

Since the end of the world, human civilization, which has suffered heavy losses, has almost returned to primitive society. The scale of the Xicheng base is not large, and its resources are limited, so it cannot support too many people who are useless to the base.

The reason for the end of the world is still unknown.

Some say it is God's will.

God abandoned human beings and allowed countless cruel and terrifying bloodthirsty monsters to appear in the world, and they brought God's punishment.

Under the devastating disaster, the only glimmer of life for human beings comes from a monster.

This monster is called the Lord of the Dark Nest. No one has seen its true face. It is rumored that it was born on the boundary between lava and mud. Its huge body sank into the bottom of the sea. organ.

It does not hunt and kill humans, but infects them. The infected target will lose their sanity, deformed into a monster, and become its "believers".

Believers completely obey the orders of the Lord of the Dark Nest and inherit its abilities. Human beings infected by believers will also have the same effect.

However, after being infected, some human beings not only did not become believers, but also possessed special abilities. When used properly, they could resist the attacks of believers or monsters.

These people are called "new humans".

The emergence of new humans made some people regard the Lord of the Dark Nest as a god of salvation. At one time, many people took the initiative to face the believers, hoping to obtain abilities far beyond ordinary people.

However, the birth of new humans is completely random, and the ratio is less than one-fiftieth.

There is also a more important point, although the lifespan of the new humans has been greatly improved, they can no longer reproduce.

Xicheng is the first batch of bases established at the beginning of the doomsday. It belongs to the mixed type of human and new human, and has a relatively complete and strict system.

Under the protection of the new humans, everyone in the base survived, but that's all.

The base has no ability to expand or migrate, the external environment is getting worse and worse, and the food is getting less and less.

The system of contribution evaluation and expulsion was born from this. Only minors and fertile women enjoy privileges. Those useless people who have no fault and are useless to the base will not be executed directly, but will be expelled.

Death or rebirth are the only two paths. If you can become a new human and return to the base, it is the best result.

Weimian has just turned 19 years old, and is the youngest person ever deported.

The wind kept blowing beside him, he walked at the end of the line, and lowered the brim of his hat even lower.

He was selected this time, as most people expected.

Weimian had no father, and his mother joined Xicheng when she was pregnant. After giving birth to him, she became crazy, chanting some incomprehensible words all day long, and died of illness within a few years.

In the eyes of others, Weimian has been weak since he was a child. He has no major problems but always looks like a sick child. He has a very withdrawn personality and rarely communicates with others.

The woman in front was exhausted, stopped again to breathe slightly, and Weimian walked past her.

She turned her head and glimpsed a small piece of almost transparent white skin above the neckline of Wumian. She was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to find the face of Wumian in her mind.

In her impression, Weimian looks pretty good, but she doesn't know what's going on recently, and keeps wrapping herself tightly.

It's a pity that it's not a girl... No matter how good-looking she is, she will only be expelled.

"Hey, you..." She wanted to start a conversation with Weimian, but her body paused slightly and she kept on stepping.

The woman sighed, not daring to stay where she was, and hurriedly followed.

After they left the base, they had already walked for more than half an hour without encountering any monsters or believers along the way.

However, this did not bring them relief. They seemed to be walking on the road to hell. They did not know when the end and judgment would come. The longer they waited, the more they feared the unknown.

The sky was getting darker, the woman's heart was beating fast, she looked around, and stepped forward a few steps to talk to Weimian again.

"Tell me, how many of us can we go back?" She twitched the corners of her mouth stiffly, trying to face reality with an optimistic attitude.

At first, Xicheng tried to make the birth of this new human being controllable.

The expelled people who become believers will undoubtedly increase the number of monsters. In addition, the barren area outside the base is full of dangers. Even if they become new humans, they may encounter misfortune on the way back.

They tried to set up traps to lure one or two believers close to the base. The infected humans became believers and killed immediately, and the new humans were brought back directly.

It's a pity that those believers are getting smarter and more organized. This method has only been used twice, and no believers are fooled anymore. Sometimes it will be self-defeating and attract other large monsters around.

There are not many new humans in Xicheng, and the base needs enough manpower to protect it at any time. There is no way to take greater risks to escort a group of useless people whose survival chances are very slim.

They survived in this monster-infested doomsday. For the continuation of human blood, they had to derive cruel rules, and at the same time, they kept a glimmer of hope for those who were abandoned because of this.

Weimian didn't expect that she would talk to herself, her fingers quietly curled up, her eyes hidden under the brim of the hat showed a look of helplessness.

He slowed down, trying to think of how to answer this question, when the woman beside him suddenly exclaimed.

"That... that is..." She raised her hand trembling, with a terrified expression on her face, "...what?"

Not far from the direction she was pointing at, there was an incomplete stone wall five or six meters high, and a monster covered in gray was clinging to it.

The scales on the monster's back shimmered in the night, its long and slender tail pressed against the stone wall, its tapered head tilted to one side, and its dark pupils silently stared at them.

Blue-gray scales... This is a believer.

It spit out snake-like letters, confirmed that the few in front of it were pure humans, and suddenly rushed forward.

The strength of this believer is astonishing, the middle-aged man at the front couldn't dodge, his shoulder was nailed to the ground by sharp claws, and blood gushed out with painful cries.

"Ho-"

The believer yelled at the middle-aged man under his claws, arched his back, and spit out a large ball of thick black pus from his mouth, wrapping him up in an instant.

The middle-aged man screamed in response, and the believer then let go of his claws and retreated, tilting his head to look at his painful, wailing and twisted figure on the ground.

Several people, including Weimian, had never been in close contact with such a scene, and the woman beside Weimian fell to the ground in fright, trembling.

The other three were shaking like chaff, and their feet could not move as if they were filled with lead.

Weimian was also afraid, he took half a step back, his eyes turned to the woman on the ground, his fingertips trembled and he wanted to help her up first.

At this moment, the voice of the middle-aged man disappeared.

While wiping off the stains on his face, he got up from the ground unscathed.

Without mutation, he resisted the infection and transformed into a new human.

The middle-aged man couldn't believe it, and looked at his hands: "I! I became..."

Before the words fell, there was a soft "poof" in his ear.

A fleshy touch as thick as an arm pierced his heart from behind, and blood gushed out immediately.

The fleshy touch slowly retracted, leaving a terrifying blood hole. The expression of the middle-aged man was still in the ecstasy of being reborn after the catastrophe. His body stiffened and fell down, no longer breathing.

The smell of blood was mixed with a strange rancid stench, and the suffocating turbid smell came up slowly.

It was only then that everyone discovered that there was another believer behind the rock on the side.

It has shorter limbs and a smaller body. It climbed over the rock and approached, its full belly rubbing against the ground and making a sound of friction.

The fleshy touch is its tongue, and apart from that, it has the same characteristics as the first believer, with bluish-white scales.

A bloodstain was left on the ground, and the believer was still unsatisfied, licking the corner of his deformed mouth.

A new human being who had just escaped from fate and successfully transformed died before his eyes.

"Ah!" The woman beside Weimian was extremely frightened, screamed and shook her head: "No, it's impossible..."

The two believers were attracted by her screams, and the first believer flicked its slender tail, piercing the woman's leg with its tip, dragging her towards him.

Another person wanted to run away, but he just took a step when he was wrapped around his waist by bloody flesh.

However, if you don't escape at this time, you can only wait for death.

Weimian and the other remaining person exchanged a brief glance, and fled together to the narrower path on the other side.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the gravel and the tree roots that grew out of the ground made it difficult to walk. Weimian heard the breathing of the people behind him getting heavier and heavier, and then gradually pulled away.

Weimian stopped and turned around, motioning for him to follow quickly.

The person behind bent down and supported his knees with both hands, shaking his head: "You go first, don't worry about me..."

In a short period of time, the roar of "ho ho" approached extremely quickly, and a smooth tail suddenly drooped down, wrapping around his neck tightly.

"Uh..." The man's face turned red and he struggled, his eyes terrified.

The nearby rock wall was five or six meters high, and the broken stone above just blocked a large area of ​​sight. The believer couldn't get close for a while. The hanging tail wrapped around the man's neck, lifted it up, and then threw it back violently.

Weimian watched helplessly as he was taken away, and there were other chaotic voices approaching not far away.

If the other two people failed to transform into new humans, they would already be members of the believers now.

Recalling the middle-aged man whose heart was pierced by a blow just now, Sleepless's mood fell to the bottom.

He no longer hesitated, and squeezed sideways into the narrower stone wall gap ahead.

Before leaving the base, Weimian thought that he would die.

If they are lucky, some of them may be able to successfully return to the base, and their status will be completely different from before.

However, the reality is far crueler than imagined.

Even though the hope was slim, the idea of ​​survival still occupied the instinct, Weimian pushed through the gravel and squeezed out from the gap, and there was a large dense forest in front of him.

Given the size of believers, terrain like woods should affect their actions.

Although in the barren area, any place may be dangerous, but the current situation left Weimian with no room for choice and thinking, and immediately went into the forest.

The lush grass submerged to the ankles, and Wei Mian took light steps, trying not to make too much noise.

Just when there was a gust of wind, the branches swayed and rustled. Weimian was inattentive, tripped over the dead branches under his feet and fell to the ground.

The weeds and fallen leaves on the ground are very thick. It is not a serious problem to stay awake, so get up quickly.

The wind has stopped, everything is quiet, only the sound of his own breathing remains, and the air is full of the smell of grass blades and soil.

Weimian looked around nervously, he wasn't sure how far it was from the ruins just now, the believers didn't seem to follow.

Lost?Or... give up?

Weimian didn't dare to relax his vigilance, but he was almost exhausted after running all the way, and he didn't have the strength to move on.

He sat down on the spot and rested with his back leaning against the tree, the thick tree trunk was just able to completely block his figure.

The slightly panting breathing gradually calmed down, and the coldness also entered at this moment, Wei Mian curled up and hugged her legs, and buried her face in her knees.

He had learned how to make fire in the wild at the base, but now was not the time to use it.

Feeling that her physical strength had recovered, Weimian stood up and decided to go further into the woods.

The surrounding area is still too open. If we can find a place with denser vegetation, such as near low bushes, it may be warmer. Otherwise, he will be frozen to death tonight if he does not meet believers or other monsters. here.

It was getting dark, and the sight in the woods was even darker, and the intertwined shadows of trees in the distance were overwhelmingly dark.

Before being expelled, Sleepless never left the base.

None of his companions were there, and now he was in an unknown barren area, so Weimian summoned up his courage and walked forward.

The new humans in the base sometimes need to go out, and they will tell others about the various monsters they encountered outside.

Including believers, monsters are usually ugly and large in size, ferocious and bloodthirsty, mainly killing, and some monsters even attack each other.

Most of the time, they don't bother to hide. It's so quiet here, it should... be safe, right?

Weimian kept comforting herself, and the uneasiness in her heart eased a bit.

He walked forward for a while, and suddenly heard a faint sound coming from behind.

It was the sound of leaves rubbing against each other, but there was no wind now.

"Crack-"

The thin branches were crushed, and Weimian stopped and suddenly turned around, and in the next second unconsciously gasped.

A large black shadow slid down the tree trunk. It moved slowly, and its lower body seemed to be an elliptical sphere.

It landed on the ground, about as high as Sleepless' knees, with strange strips along the sides of its body.

This monster hardly made any sound, it didn't know when it approached, or it might have been on the tree, and it was Wumian who broke into its territory.

It couldn't be seen clearly in the dark, which added a sense of weirdness to the scene. Weimian's scalp was numb, and he turned and ran.

However, the speed of the monster was faster, and it was too late for Weimian to dodge.

After it pounced up, Weimian saw several slender tube-shaped objects beside it, with extremely sharp tips, stabbing at him fiercely.

But the sharp blade was aimed at his left hand, and with a "呲啦", the cuff was cut by the sharp blade, and a bloodstain appeared on Sleepless' palm.

In this extremely short period of time, Sleepless's mind went blank, and the pain made him reflexively want to resist.

"Boom—" An invisible energy suddenly appeared and knocked the monster into the air. At the same time, Weimian heard the sound of bone cracking clearly coming from the direction of the monster.

"Ugh..."

The monster took a step back, and the cry was a little timid.

It took one last look at Weimian in the dark, and then turned around and left.

Weimian's hands trembled slightly, he didn't seem to be surprised or surprised by what happened just now.

Maybe the monster will turn back again, and Weimian got up from the ground, while shaking his hands, tore off a piece of fabric from the cuff to wrap around the wound, and then went deep into the woods again.

He didn't notice that before he left, a drop of blood had slipped from his palm and fell into the soil.

The sweet blood seeped down through the moist soil, and stopped in the depths.

The moon and stars suddenly disappeared in the night sky, and everywhere seemed to be covered with a dark veil, depressing and suffocating.

A dead leaf was blown off by the wind, spiraled down, and suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Everything is quiet, and time is drawn away at this moment.

The blood was swallowed up, like a switch was turned a little bit, and the long-shackled night was about to wake up.

Wisps of mist rose from the ground, condensed and stretched in the air, and opened their eyes like ghosts.

The dead leaves fell, the moon reappeared, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Weimian sharply raised her head, and paused on her feet.

The wound on his hand was not deep, and the bleeding had stopped, so the monster should not have chased him.

I don't know how big this forest is, and I'm exhausted, I can't walk anymore

There were a few bushes nearby, and he found a suitable place to get in, curled up in it, and planned to just sleep for the night.

The branches and leaves of the bushes are not soft, but they are clustered together to cover the coldness, Wei Mian carefully protects her left hand, and slowly closes her eyes in anxiety.

At the same time, a group of black shadows retreated to the edge of the forest, revealing their figure in the moonlight.

It seems to be a spider, with eight thin legs, one of which is abnormally bent, and a huge oval sphere is connected to the back, and there are two pairs of retracted soft limbs on the chest. The small head is white, with some weird patterns on the top, which looks like a human face from a distance.

It stretches the soft limbs of its abdomen, tore off a plant with long and thick leaves, and flexibly binds its broken legs.

After doing all this, it turned its head to look at the woods, its mung bean-like eyes were full of fear, even more than when it fled just now.

The spider didn't dare to approach the woods. It used its soft limbs to pull out a mass of transparent substance from its mouth, rubbed it a few times to open it like a bag, and stuffed itself in.

Not long after, the spider disappeared in place.