Chapter 183: Seven Poor Ones
A moan, which was so faint that it was almost inaudible, came from behind him, immediately attracting Han Feng's attention. That sound was definitely not something that the insect monster could make. Only people can make such moans.
Han Feng stopped and immediately turned around to look into the wormhole. There was chaos in the wormhole on the other side, and there was no one at all. But Han Feng was very sure that he had heard it correctly, the voice just now was definitely not an illusion. There must be someone in the wormhole.
Hurriedly walking into the wormhole next door, Han Feng came directly to the pile of corpses. The telekinesis activated, carefully turning the corpses up. Searching for the source of the sound.
There were about a hundred of these corpses, and Han Fengzai carefully examined them and found that they were already dead and could not die anymore. It couldn't have been their voice just now.
After carefully scanning the wormhole again, Han Feng didn't find any suspicious signs. And there was no more moaning like the one I had just been. Only the sound of the insect monster crawling sounded in my ears.
"Am I so nervous that I'm really having auditory hallucinations?" Han Feng said to himself. At this point, even he himself wasn't as sure as he had just been.
Shaking his head, Han Feng turned to leave. But he hadn't walked out of the nest and returned to the original nest. Another groan came from behind him. This time it's even more real. Han Feng quickly turned around and looked. What I saw was still the same as before, and there was nothing abnormal at all.
"Save ...... I'm ......" While Han Feng was carefully searching, a faint cry for help came, pulling Han Feng's gaze towards the collapsed wall of the wormhole.
Han Feng didn't dare to delay, and went directly to the wall where the sound came from. The telekinesis was activated, and the debris of the collapsed wall was cleaned up little by little. Slowly, a human head emerged from the debris of the wall that had been removed.
Soon there was a second head, a third head...... And then their bodies are revealed, little by little. As he removed all the wall debris, seven people appeared in Han Feng's line of sight. One of them was looking at Han Feng with one eye half-open. A faint, inaudible moan came from his mouth.
The bodies of the seven were covered in a cocoon-like substance, making them unable to move. Judging by their bloodless pale faces, they looked like dead bodies. Han Feng hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to try between everyone's snorts. It wasn't until he confirmed that everyone was still breathing that Han Feng took out his knife and carefully cut open the cocoon-like thing that wrapped around them, releasing them one by one.
When Han Feng rescued them, these seven people also woke up one by one. The moment they saw Han Feng, everyone showed a happy expression. They all opened their mouths to say something, but they couldn't get the syllables right.
"Don't even speak, I'll get you out of here soon." Han Feng said while busy.
"Bugs. There's a bug monster behind him. The person who had called for help pointed behind Han Feng with a trembling hand and said. Of these seven people, he is the only one who can still speak completely.
Han Feng looked back, and there were indeed quite a few insect monsters crawling here. After seeing them, Han Feng didn't pay much attention to them, and continued to get rid of the things that wrapped around them, while saying, "It's okay, they can't get by." ”
After removing all the things wrapped around everyone's bodies, Han Feng showed a strange expression when he saw the clothes worn by these seven people. But he didn't say much. After inspecting the wormhole again, and when he didn't find anything else, Han Feng asked the person who still had some energy, "Is there anyone else besides you?" ”
"I didn't ...... It's all ...... He's dead. The man said in fits and starts.
After making sure that there was no one else, Han Feng directly used his telekinesis to lift the seven people into the air. With a wave of the staff in his hand, he pointed at the top of his head, and a red orb shot out of the staff and slammed into the wall above his head.
The red orb quickly broke through the walls of the wormhole, opening a passage to the outside world. Han Feng flew up in the stunned eyes of the seven people and flew out of the passage with them.
After flying out of the lair, many flying centipede monsters came out to make trouble, but they were all easily killed by Han Feng. Originally, Han Feng wanted to destroy the entire lair. But he thought about it and stopped. Fly in the direction of the base with seven people.
After flying away from the centipede monster's lair for some distance, Han Feng found a safe place to stop. After checking the seven people again and making sure that none of them could die for the time being, Han Feng took out the communicator to contact the base and asked Meng Hao to pick him up. Han Feng didn't want to just use his telekinesis to fly back with seven people, or use teleportation to fly back with these seven people. He had to go to the HF base after dawn, and Han Feng didn't want to let himself consume too much bioenergy.
While waiting, Han Feng took out the kettle and fed the seven people some water. I checked them again to see if there were any wounds that needed urgent treatment. The results of the examination surprised Han Feng very much. All seven of them had very new scars, but no serious wounds. It's like their wounds have long since healed.
After drinking some water, the person who had called for help had some spirits, and said to Han Feng with gratitude: "Thank you!" ”
"You're welcome, it's just a gesture." Han Feng said casually as he sat on the ground. As he looked at the starry sky above him, Han Feng continued, "The seven of you were all zombies before. ”
The person who was talking to Han Feng was shocked throughout his body when he heard this. The eyes that had been closed opened suddenly. Even the rest of the people opened their eyes one after another, and their bodies trembled slightly as they looked at Han Feng.
"Don't be nervous, I'll just ask. Now that you've regained your senses and escaped from the wormhole, let's live well. Let it be a thing of the past. Han Feng looked at the starry sky and said.
When the seven people heard Han Feng say this, they breathed a sigh of relief. However, the pain in their hearts resurfaced because of Han Feng's words.
These seven people are really just as Han Feng said. They used to be all zombies. When he wakes up, he finds himself in a worm lair. At that time they had two or three hundred men. These people don't have a brief period of confusion like some people in a safe place. When they woke up, all they saw were the bugs. Even when his memories of being a zombie came to mind, he was suppressed by the attack of the insect monster.
These people used to try their best to break out of the wormhole. But there are too many bugs. They had just regained their senses, and they had no idea what was going to happen to them. Even if they launched a suicidal charge, they would only be killed by the bugs.
Luckily, not everyone was killed right away by the bugs. Some of those who lost the ability to resist were imprisoned by the insect monsters. The bugs didn't kill them right away. It seems that these bugs prefer to eat alive.
Although he survived for the time being. But these people have lost the ability to act, and even more terrible things await them. During these days in the wormhole, these seven people watched the people around them die one by one. Watch as the worms swallow them up. And they can only wait for their fate of becoming food in the weakening day by day. At the same time, they also have to endure the torture from memory. All of this is worse than death. Sometimes they really prefer that it is themselves who are swallowed, and that they can be freed sooner. But they survived in agony.
"The world has changed. Now there are ruins everywhere, and human corpses can be seen everywhere. There is hardly a piece of land that is not full of monsters. Maybe it's a good relief to be dead. But the point is that we're alive. Since we are alive, we must struggle in this terrible last days. Even if you used to be a zombie, at this moment, you should work hard to survive. Instead of living in fear and guilt all the time like you. If one day the world calms down again, it is your business to live or die at that time. I just want you to remember that life is precious. Since you still have a precious life, let's live it well. Maybe you can use your hands to help more people. In this way, you can relieve the guilt you feel about your relatives and friends. And I think those relatives who have left you will also want you to live, not to go down to be with them. Han Feng looked at the stars in the starry sky and said.
Those seven people were originally in pain because Han Feng revealed their identities as zombies. If they had the strength at this time, they would have cried bitterly and even gone crazy. After hearing Han Feng's words, their mood became a little calmer. The things that tormented them were suppressed little by little.
"Even if we live well, will anyone accept us? After all, we used to be man-eating zombies. The man said with a sad face.
Han Feng was also a little helpless, and he also understood this truth. But he still said: "Everything in this world needs to be fought for by people." If you want to be respected, you have to give. I know what you're worried about. But I want to say to you, only by living well can you have the opportunity to create your own future. You must remember that it is the terrible virus that has brought disaster to this world, and it is those hateful monsters. It's not you. You're just falling victim to the virus. As long as you live well. One day, you will see that other people will not remember that you were once a zombie, but will see you as if you were the same as them. ”
The person who was talking to Han Feng was shocked in his heart, and muttered to himself, "Will there be such a day?" ”
"Yes. If not, create one yourself. Han Feng stood up and said. His gaze looked into the distance horizon, where an airship was waddling by.
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Thanks for writing Sword Warriors? of tips.
Yesterday, I didn't know what sensitive words appeared in the second one, and I still have to review them. It's depressing.
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