5 hours after the virus was contracted in Yangdu......

Now Lu Qiu is on the outskirts of the infected area, leaning against the wall of a house that is still intact.

Lu Qiu was not the only one here, sitting around Lu Qiu, or standing some civilians dressed differently.

They are anxiously waiting for the audit, proving that their bodies are healthy, and then leaving this damn place.

There are a lot of checkpoints, maybe five or six or so.

Each checkpoint sent a "Commander Knight" with a level of at least 50 floors or higher in the top tower.

All of them are powerful people with great fame in the central capital, for example, the strongest knight in the central capital, Don Quixote, is guarded at this checkpoint, which is also the most important checkpoint.

Although Don Quixote was the strongest knight in command, he did not have a knighthood, but the emperor mobilized the members of the other knights to form a temporary army here to take care of it.

But Don Quixote relied on these teammates he didn't know each other to manage this place in an orderly manner, partly from Don Quixote's prestige, and partly from Don Quixote's ability.

There are not many people in the infected area, and there are only about a hundred people who are currently queuing up to be examined by the priests sent by the Divine Dragon Sect.

Lu Qiu didn't go to the queue, but Lu Qiu was so inconspicuous in the crowd that even Don Quixote didn't find Lu Qiu's acquaintance.

Concealing one's body shape is a must for every vampire.

Don Quixote stood beside the team, not exuding any momentum, like an ordinary person, with deep concern in his deep black pupils, because he had just heard a report from the reconnaissance team, it seemed that Her Royal Highness the Empress was active in the infected area.

Don Quixote wanted to go and look for it, but when he heard that Her Royal Highness was rushing here, he chose to guard here for the time being.

Now the atmosphere is already very tense, if there is no Don Quixote here, the commoners should be out of control, and those nobles want to rely on their own identities to cut in line, but after being swept away by Don Quixote, they wisely chose to remain silent.

As time went on, the crowd began to become more and more impatient... The scene was somewhat oppressive and silent.

But a voice that was very out of the mood suddenly sounded at this time.

"Meow ......"

It was a weak whisper.

Lu Qiu subconsciously raised his head and found a little white cat covered in stains trembling among the queues, probably because of the long-term hunger that made it smell the food.

It walked up to a richly dressed bloated and aristocratic-looking teenager, who was drinking milk, perhaps to vent his discomfort at this time with the commoners, which ran down his chin and dripped to the ground.

The little white cat just wanted to rub some milk to drink, but after the man glanced at the wild cat that was hovering under his feet, his original unhappiness suddenly exploded, and he suddenly kicked the cat with his foot.

The fragile body was kicked out with tremendous force, and the white cat's body hit the wall behind Lu Qiu, and then fell to the ground and struggled a few times, as if it couldn't get up.

"Humph!" He glared at the cat and threw the bottle in his hand in the direction of the wall, but it was not very accurate, and it smashed on top of the wall, turning into slag and falling to the ground.

After that, he didn't continue to worry about it, because if he left the line, he would have to be in the queue again.

This white cat, perhaps more suitable to describe as a flower cat, its body is full of filth, no matter how you look at it, it is a stray cat without an owner, maybe its owner has left it in this infection.

Who knows?

In short, the instinct of survival makes it want to live, it trembles to support its body, and after several attempts in a row it finds that there is no way to stand up, but the smell of food, the broken glass slag still has some milk left in it, and it has to force itself to stand up, otherwise it will starve to death here.

But...

"It's pathetic."

It smells so good... It looked up to see where the scent was coming from.

is a human... Even with the mind of a cat, it felt a trace of tenderness in the human's expression, just like its own owner.

Its body didn't know when it gained strength, and it trembled to its feet, slowly walking towards the human, who seemed to be getting along well.

"Do you want to drink?" Lu Qiu looked at the kitten, took out a bottle of pure white milk in his hand, took out a bowl, and slowly poured the milky white liquid into it along with Lu Qiu's movements.

"Meow!"

Sure enough, it's a good meow!

The instinct to find food made the white cat less wary of humans, ran to the edge of the bowl, stretched out its pink tongue and began to lick the delicious food inside.

It was even better than the milk its owner usually fed to it, and at the same time, the white cat felt that his dirty fur was being smoothed again, and there was a comfortable feeling on his back, which made the white cat squint his eyes and enjoy it.

The feeling of stroking is also more comfortable than that of its owner...

Lu Qiu half-squatted down and stroked the little kitten's somewhat dirty back, and the not very smooth hair was smoothed by Lu Qiu little by little.

The injuries on its body should have been long or not, but Lu Qiu slightly relieved the wounds on its body through blood, which were caused by humans.

"So humans are terrifying, aren't they?" Lu Qiu looked at the dirty body of the little white cat, as if he remembered his past: "I beat you and trample on you for no reason, just because you are a cat...... Not of human beings. ”

"Meow~" The white cat seemed to understand the meaning of Lu Qiu's words and replied to Lu Qiu.

"After drinking, lick your wounds a little, if you don't learn this, you won't be able to survive in this world......"

"Meow?"

It stopped eating, licked its paws, and then looked up at Lu Qiu.

"Pretty smart, then it's up to you."

Lu Qiu's hand rested on its head and stroked it gently, and it also rubbed Lu Qiu's hand affectionately.

After that, I continued to eat this hard-won dinner, although it was now afternoon, but it was also time for dinner.

This is the last supper for this cat.

The smile on Lu Qiu's face was still the same, and he took out a bottle of crimson liquid, which slowly fell into the white cat's bowl along the original trajectory of the milk dripping.

The white cat didn't stop eating, and Lu Qiu's trust made it drink the liquid without any suspicion.

"Oh good... ...... obediently," Lu Qiu continued to caress its furry back.

Finally, at this point...

A group of knights ran around the checkpoint, and the most conspicuous was the young girl with a little girl in her arms!

Don Quixote breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her presence.

And after the civilians saw the people clearly, the original restless atmosphere was stagnant......

Naya finally arrived at this checkpoint, the safest place in the infected area.

Can... Is that really the case?

The roar that did not belong to the human race, suddenly came from the side of the line of civilians at the moment of the arrival of the princess! (To be continued.) )