It's a dead end!

There were no zombies, but there was no other exit, and it was full of goods and chains thrown haphazardly on the ground.

The heart was beating violently and rapidly.

She curled up between the crates, nervously and fearfully in the dim light, staring nervously at the crumbling fire door.

There are too many zombies.

Even if she fights hard, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive.

Outside the door, there was the angry roar of zombies, and the sound of them banging and pushing the door.

In such a noise, the footsteps that were not hurried became extraordinarily clear.

It's like pressing the pause button, the fire door no longer shaking, the zombies no longer roaring, there is no slapping and pushing, and you can't even hear the zombies chewing human flesh.

And the footsteps continued until they came to the door.

Her heart was beating harder and harder.

The barrier door was gently pushed open, and a figure appeared in the doorway, a slender figure, leaning against the door, comfortable and comfortable.

He looked unmistakably at where she was hiding and raised an eyebrow.

"No, this is not the place for you." He paused, unable to tell whether to call out her name sarcastically or playfully, "Miss Liar." ”

She staggered up from the ground, walked over step by step, and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of her, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Why are you here?"

"I work here, so naturally here." He replied nonchalantly, giving up some empty seats, "Fortunately, it's my vigil today, okay, come out quickly." ”

He smiled, as if showing kindness, but there was no trace of sparkling in his eyes.

She walked past him.

The zombies were still outside, but they were still screaming, but they were all neatly lined up on both sides of the stairs and aisles, except for one person in the middle.

"What? Scared? He looked down at the girl in front of him with his back to him, then at the zombies along the way, and chuckled, "Yes." As long as they gently scrape you with their claws, you're done, let alone by other means. ”

He shook his head, "I really don't know how you dare to have such curiosity with such guts." Seeing her move hesitantly forward, he put his hands around her shoulders, and his tone was not salty, "Let's go, at least I'm still here." ”

Unexpectedly, at this time, she just took a step forward.

The entire zombie group suddenly rioted, scrambling to pounce, and even a few were trampled on.

She was shocked, and before she could retreat, she heard the man next to her voice snort with some disgust, "Those people still say that your physique is worthless, you should really let them come to see your attraction to this group of zombies." ”

Seeing that the zombies were almost an arm's length away, he took out a special whistle from his pocket and blew it lightly, and the group of zombies stopped in her incredulous gaze.

"Okay, now we're all back to our respective positions."

Probably not seeing her surprise, and not caring about her reaction, the man clapped his hands and gave instructions.

And those zombies still screamed from hunger in their throats, but even so, all the zombies obediently obeyed, turned back, and climbed upstairs in an orderly manner.

"This, this ......" she looked at this scene in horror, and remembered the zombie that looked like a human and a demon she saw on the fifth basement floor, turned her head, couldn't suppress the vibration in her heart, and raised her voice, "What the hell are you doing?!" ”

The man spread his hands indifferently, as if noticing the great change in her mood fluctuations, and said with some amusement, "I didn't do it, they did it." ”

"And I'm — just trying to see how far they can go."

The attitude of not caring about herself was too obvious, and with the vague conjecture in her heart, she couldn't figure out what the man in front of her, who had no intention of helping her for the second time, was thinking.

"We're all human." She looked at him with a trembling voice.

He looked at her too.

Half a day.

He laughed.

"What's the difference between a zombie and a human?"

Sensing the cruelty and coldness underneath this sentence, she shook her head, a little unable to believe that such a ridiculous and cold-blooded idea could exist.

"You're not human." She said earnestly word by word, "Even if you don't do anything, just look, you're not human." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but grit his back molars, the complexity in his eyes flashed, but he quickly regained his composure, and said lightly.

"I'm not human."

The girl was stunned.

And he nudged her as if he were telling a joke.

"Don't have a next time, I won't keep you next time."

"After all, no matter how special you are, if you have too much curiosity, and if you are reckless, you are worthless." There was still a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, but he dropped such a cold sentence.

The word value is familiar but harsh in the context of the end times.

The anger that had been choking in her heart with conjecture erupted at this moment, and she glared at him angrily, "Everyone has value, and everyone can't be denied. ”

"As long as I figure out the truth, I'll always be here again."

"Huh."

The young man smiled absently, as if he had heard a child's joke about Form 2, and he looked down at her, and leaned over to whisper in her ear playfully.

"What? Liar girl? ”

"Are you still going to use someone else's abilities?"

……

She climbed upstairs in a daze.

Silence returned to the building.

She could hear her breathing, which she tried to calm but couldn't calm down.

She didn't know if she should be horrified by what she had seen today, or if she should be horrified that the strange man had guessed the inside story of her powers.

The secrets of this base, the secrets of this man, and her secrets......

There were so many secrets, and it was clear to her from that man's attitude that she was holding the upper hand.

He connived at her entry and exit, even though she had seen the truth about the building. And because of her specialness, he helped her cover up the chaos they caused.

If he hadn't said it himself, whether it was the base or her, he wouldn't have paid special attention to him at all, but he just stood up in front of her without hiding anything.

He is like an object that neither the base nor she can shake, like a strong man who is not afraid of anything just because of his own strength.

He was not afraid of them.

That kind of tone.

It seems that neither she, nor anyone else, can find him in trouble.

Is it possible?

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