Preface: Difficult Choices (2)

In the last days, order is broken, and it is very important to live, and only in this environment can sometimes we experience the meaning of living. What people can't get is what people want, which is already determined by human nature, and living is the most difficult thing to get in this last days, and it is also what people are pursuing.

Seven years ago, the world was still dominated by human beings, and it was full of lights, lights, colors, and colors. But no one thought that countless creatures sprung up, vowing to manage the world together with humans, and many creatures actually gave birth to intelligence, and the theory of evolution suddenly became extremely pale, leaving only a sentence of natural selection to listen to people.

The fastest growing is that you can trample countless ants to death with one foot, and when they consciously organize themselves to do something, we realize that the steel city on which humans depend is so vulnerable.

A hundred-meter-tall building can be turned into ruins in the blink of an eye, and a kilometer of road will soon be full of potholes, although human beings will soon organize themselves to resist this disaster that has not been encountered for thousands or even thousands of years, but the living space of human beings is still shrinking again and again.

Just three days ago, the twelfth district of the Zhaodu security zone was breached, and it is said that the marching ants and sand spiders all over the ground broke the walls of the security zone in only half a day, and then in less than an hour, the twelfth district was in ruins.

Zifeng lives in the 11th district of Zhaodu. He didn't know how many days he would live, or how long this safe zone would be safe, but he knew that what he had been holding on to was slowly being crushed by the pressure of survival. What shattered his faith was the demise of District 12, and from that day on, every night, the three brothers began to gather all the survival resources they could, and then prepared to run away.

But Zifeng still left a line, stipulating that three pregnant women do not rob, children do not rob, and then take nine to keep one, which can be regarded as a ** archway, the three of them laughed at themselves at the time, they couldn't survive, what do you care!

But there must be a thought in my heart, isn't it, if the one who stays saves that person's life, and that person finds a way to help the nation and humanity continue?

But when he saw the martyr's family, he really couldn't control himself and slapped himself, and he gradually became the person he hated the most, becoming a waste, and he still couldn't accept himself like that.

Sitting like this, Zi Feng thought about the scene before the catastrophe from time to time, and from time to time thought about himself who was inseparable from good and evil. Sometimes, if you have a correct understanding of yourself, you may not be able to change it...

Nothing was said all night

The sky gradually began to glow white like a fish's belly, and slowly, a faint ray of sunlight shone through the window on Zi Feng's tired face, the second and third did not return overnight, and he also knew that it was not easy to find her in the vast sea of people.

Zi Feng did not open the door of his brother's barbecue as usual, but hung up the sign that was temporarily closed, and then took out a long knife from his room, which was his old buddy.

He hasn't been out for a long time, after all, he is a wanted mutant, and although his strength is respected in the last days, he still didn't bother the government, he just hid.

Dressed and glossed his hideous right hand, he came out into the street through the small door of the back kitchen.

Looking at the crowd of people who went out one after another on the street, he had to find the martyr's family and give an explanation to his heart.

In fact, Zi Feng didn't have a clue at all, after all, he hadn't seen what that woman looked like, he hadn't heard her voice, and he didn't know her family relationship or address.

Zi Feng thought about it seriously for a while, he began to walk towards the provisional government, since that person is a family member of a martyr, then the provisional government must have a registration, even if it is impossible to find someone directly, it can also help him narrow down the scope, it is better than looking for a needle in a haystack.

To go to the provisional government, you still need a proper name, and you can't just check it, after all, he is not a big man. In the name of condolences to the families of the martyrs, after all, he himself is the owner of a small restaurant.

Then, he had to go to the grain store again to see if he could get some information, after all, there shouldn't be many people who can buy so many compressed biscuits at once, and the grain store is also a clue.

When the two clues intersect, the range can be so small that you can look for them one by one.

At one o'clock at noon, Zi Feng, who had been running all morning, still hadn't dripped, but he was already standing at the door of a house, if the inference was correct, this should be the house of the martyr's family.

Bang bang bang โ€“

The wooden gate made a dull sound, and I don't know if the people inside could hear it.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps inside, and it was clear that the person who opened the door had arrived.

Squeak โ€“

The old voice of the wooden door was indeed very harsh, and it was a weak woman with a yellow face and thin muscles who opened the door, her dark yellow face looked like a patient who had not recovered from a long-term illness, and her steps were even more vain and unsteady, which was obviously caused by long-term malnutrition.

I learned from the Provisional Government that the age of the owner, the martyr, was only twenty-nine years old, and it was conceivable that the woman in front of me should be no more than thirty years old. But she looks more than ten years old in front of her, and the hardships of life and the pressure of survival can be imagined.

"Sister-in-law, hello, is this Brother Wang's house?"

"Oh, you are!"

"I'm a staff member of the provisional government in our district, and I'm sending supplies to the families of the martyrs, no, I passed by here, so I thought I'd send it to you directly."

"Oh, excuse me! Why don't you come in and sit down? โ€

"Don't bother you!"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

With that, Zi Feng followed the woman towards the courtyard.

Looking at the empty courtyard and room, Zi Feng's heart was also empty, what kind of person had to be forced to be in order to sell his home like this.

In the hall, a thin little girl was holding a bowl with half a sand spider in it.

For this kind of thing, Zi Feng is too familiar, because the three brothers are about to vomit after eating this, not to mention the meat quality, one bite down, the mouth is full of sand, but there is no way, the food is still small, not enough to meet daily needs.

The little girl closed her eyes, as if she was praying, and she was still muttering something in her mouth, but Zi Feng didn't hear it clearly, but still glanced at the sand spider in her bowl.

"Sister-in-law, it's better for children not to eat more sand spiders, there is too much sand in it, which is not good for children's stomach!" Zi Feng habitually said, after all, he is a cook, and he still wants to say a few more words in this situation.

"Ah, it's okay, today is Nuan Nuan's birthday, so I went to buy half one, which we don't usually have!"

Zi Feng froze for a moment, and there seemed to be a hot current in his body rushing straight to his brain, as if he wanted to release it from his nose and eyes, but he still stopped, and tears turned around in his eyes.

He had to hold back, because he didn't deserve tears, and he was part of the culprit in this.

"Mom, you can eat too, I made a wish, who is this big brother, is he also with me for my birthday, big brother, Nuan Nuan invites you to eat meat!"

As soon as this lovely little girl spoke, tears gushed out of Zi Feng's eyes, this is a good child, looking at her sweet smile, Zi Feng wanted to protect this city a little, because he seemed to see hope, and that clear eyes were imprinted into his heart.

Once upon a time, there was also a group of people around him, with so many pairs of eyes, giving him joy, warmth, the meaning of survival, and hope. However, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and those who should go will eventually leave.

Just when he was still sighing and thinking about how to help the mother and daughter, suddenly, there was a violent tremor in the earth. A bad premonition rushed straight to his Heavenly Spirit Gai.

District 11 is falling!

No, you still have to go to the city wall, as long as you hold the city wall, District 11 will be fine, and you will definitely be able to hold it, because he is a capable person, and he is a mutant. It's just that this time, he shouldn't be able to come back. But he has lived enough, after so many years, he doesn't know what the meaning of his life is, and now, Zifeng feels very lucky to be able to help this family.

Now he has nothing to hide, anyway, there should be no chance to meet in the future.

"Sister-in-law, these are ten food stamps, saving enough for you to eat for a while, and there are a few gems here, you can keep them, and you can directly exchange them for food in the future."

The woman looked at the pile of huge money in her hand in shock, but Zi Feng didn't give her any time to relax, and immediately continued, "I'm sorry, it was my little brothers who robbed you yesterday, I'm ashamed, so these things should be regarded as making up for you, and your package should be delivered soon, now I have more important things to do, so say goodbye!" โ€

As he spoke, Zi Feng had already rushed out of the courtyard, leaving only the shocked and confused faces of the woman and the little girl.

Sure enough, a big hole has been broken in the city wall, countless sand spiders have squeezed in, and many fortified hunters and city guards have begun to expel while retreating, although the alien beasts that came in have been shot, but they are basically useless, you must know that every attack of the alien beasts is organized, so if you want to really repel them, you can only find their leader and kill them.

Zi Feng climbed to the top of the city wall with a slight leap, he no longer had the slightest distraction, and began to look into the distance.

"Brother, don't rush, come back and guard!" The young guard looked at Zi Feng on the wall and couldn't help but shout. But Zi Feng didn't notice it at all, because his attention had already begun to focus on himself.

The blood in Zi Feng's body has begun to boil, his right arm began to swell, until it is the thickness of a thigh, the swollen right hand and foot are the size of a volleyball, certainly no smaller than a casserole, the inch-long bone nails have arcs flashing from time to time, the power of the blood veins has been completely released, and the purple eyes like the starry sky can almost release substantial light.

"Squad leader, that person's body!" Although the little warrior of the city guard was fighting, he still didn't hold back, and he wanted to remind Zi Feng not to be impulsive, but the appearance of Zi Feng activating the power of the bloodline just now still scared the young warrior.

The guard squad leader carefully stared at Zi Feng's shining purple pupils and exaggerated arms, his face showed a joy that was close to madness, and shouted: "Everyone guard, we will definitely be able to repel the strange beasts and keep our home!" โ€

When a respected old hunter saw this, his eyes shone again, and he began to command his apprentices in an orderly manner to fight back effectively, for he saw the hope of winning, because he had seen that kind of man, a hideous warrior, a hero of the human race.

In the dark, a white shadow attracted Zi Feng's attention, the milky white flesh insect looked like the queen of ants, although the thing was surrounded by a large number of overalls ants and marching ants, and the body was wrapped in a layer of secretions, Zi Feng still sensed it.

He can't care so much anymore, and if he lets the alien beasts attack for another hour, he may fall in District 11. He picked up the war knife in his hand and quickly opened a way, although the suppression of the bloodline caused most of the alien beasts to not bite Zi Feng, but from time to time there would be marching ants who would tear his clothes, and then tear his flesh and blood, according to his current speed, it was very likely that he would not be able to reach the queen's side, and he would lose blood and die.

Come on, it's impossible to go back alive anyway, and I have no regrets.

"Beast blood, boiling!"

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