Volume 1 Section 110 Grief and Indignation
Two conflicting psychology struggled in his mind, stimulating Wang Jundi to go crazy.
He felt his steps getting heavier and heavier, and he wanted to rush out of the city, and he wanted to stand in front of the window and see what was going on outside.
The moment he threw the backpack containing the silver bone out of the box, Wang Jundi only felt as if his heart had been stabbed by some sharp weapon. It's very reluctant, but it has to be done.
He expects Chen Dongbo and others to fulfill their promise and let Enron go.
But how sure is it? Wang Jundi himself does not know.
The anger in his head gradually subsided, and then it was replaced by an incomparably intense fear.
Wang Jundi suddenly found that there were many people outside โโโโ.
Dozen?
Or a dozen or sozen?
They don't seem to have guns, but they have an absolute numerical advantage.
It's been two days, and the fat man has been trapped here. He didn't know what was going on outside. I only knew that someone in Lu Dao arrested An Ran, killed Zhao Yuhang, and took the silver bone from his hand.
"I, I think I made a mistake......"
Suddenly, Wang Jundi jumped up from the spot like a cannonball and rushed downstairs. His fat body swept up a vicious wind, picked up the axe he had thrown in front of the door, and slashed at the sticks and wires nailed to the door.
The fat man roared almost madly. Anger, regret, pain, humiliation...... Complex emotions cause nerve-guided muscles to rapidly expand, converted into force, and manipulate axes to wreak havoc with alarming force.
A few minutes later, the closed roller shutter door had broken a large hole half a meter square. Wang Jundi continued to cut the edges with an axe desperately. Before the doorway could widen enough to accommodate his body, he was already eager to crawl out of the hole.
The edge of the shutter door was as sharp as a knife, and more than a dozen clearly visible wounds were cut on the fat man's body. Wang Jundi's clothes and pants were torn and tattered, and the parts adjacent to the wound were completely soaked with blood.
He stumbled down the road with a gun in his hand.
Chen Dongbo has already taken his people away.
They got what they wanted, and they wouldn't stay in this dangerous environmentโโโโ carrion and pus could only temporarily mask the smell. With a bloody corpse and a human-like sensitive sense of smell, Zhao Yuhang will always be found hanging on the top of the steel bar.
What's more, the road was full of minced flesh and limbs, and the strong smell of blood lingered in the sun for a long time.
In the distance, a dark red figure was already faintly shaking.
Wang Jundi seems to have lost his soul.
He looked blankly at the sidewalk opposite.
There's a tree there. In the blind corner that could not be seen from the window of the small building, a human head cut off shoulder-high leaned against the root of the tree.
It's Enron.
He had a look of horror and despair on his face until he died. With his mouth open, a strip of black cloth was tightly strangled from the back of his head.
One can imagine how much he wished that someone would give him a chance to live.
"Noโโโโ you bastards, you damn bastardsโโโโ"
Wang Jundi let go of his grip on the gun, hugged his head tightly, his knees weakened, and he knelt feebly in the middle of the street, letting out a hysterical scream that pierced the dull silence in the sun.
He sat down on the ground, tearing at his hair and crying heartbreakingly.
If I weren't so weak.
If I weren't so afraid of death.
If I had given them the silver bones earlier...... Perhaps, Enron will survive.
Unfortunately, there will never be an "if" in this world.
"I, I want revenge, I want to kill all of youโโโโ"
This is the only thought in Wang Jundi's mind at the moment.
However, I was only one person, and I had less than twenty bullets.
Wang Jundi is not a sharpshooter with every shot, he is just an ordinary person.
"I've got to find help, I've got to find someone to help me."
He was hesitantโโโโ all his acquaintances in the city were dead.
Fat people have no friends. Among strangers, betrayal and deception are almost daily.
Wang Jundi suddenly remembered Su Hao.
The last time he exchanged silver bones, the young man had a kind attitude, not like a bad person.
Moreover, he is a military man.
Will he help me?
"No matter what, you have to try to find out."
The fat man wiped away his tears, muttered to himself, and supported his tired body to get up.
He walked onto the sidewalk, picked up Enron's still warm head, hugged it tightly in his arms, and walked slowly in the direction of the bank building.
Every day, hundreds of people gather near the barricades.
From the day Su Hao decided to open the silver bone exchange, Xinyan made a table. It records the number of survivors who exchanged silver bones at the Xiaolou camp every day. From the first few people to yesterday's "544", it was only a little more than a month. If the current trend continues, the number of people is likely to exceed 1,000.
The cumulative effect of these numbers is staggering.
Each survivor brings a different number of Silver Bones.
Maybe a few milligrams, or tens of milligrams.
In exchange, the survivors were given large quantities of canned food and food items such as rice and noodles.
According to Su Hao's meaning, when Xinyan weighs silver bones, he often sets the measurement conditions more leniently.
For example, 1.8 milligrams are usually counted as 2 milligrams. When exchanging the required materials, it will also slightly increase according to the number of silver bones taken out by the other party
A can, half a pound of rice, a bottle of vitamin tablets...... With Su Hao's current dual-job status, more of these things can be obtained through the Academy of Sciences and military channels. But for survivors, it is enough to save a life at a critical time.
This kind attitude was recognized by most of the survivors.
They began to stop being afraid of Su Hao. The vigilance and coldness in his eyes were gradually replaced by gentleness. When Su Hao announced the existence of the hedron and announced that this crystal could also be used for exchange, almost all the survivors expressed extremely strong enthusiasm.
Since last month, more than 200 survivors have volunteered to join the team.
This is not the threat of force or coercion, but the result of the other party's willingness to respect Su Hao through contact and familiarity.
There are also many civilians scattered throughout the city, and no one knows exactly how many there are.
Su Hao's biggest short-term purpose is to try to gather them and expand the "bee colony".
Not everyone will embrace this exchange. People who have lived through the age of civilization are not fools. Rumors are circulating in many survivor groups. A considerable number of people believe that โโโโsilver bones and spars are extremely valuable, and their value is equivalent to gold. It's really a waste to use them in exchange for food and weapons. It should be left and hidden like a family heirloom.
Su Hao was noncommittal about this statement.
The team grows and expands at breakneck speed. With material support from the Academy of Sciences and the military, he has been able to control the movement of people in the cityโโโโ several roads leading to the outside of the city are guarded by special personnel. In the city, Wu Guoguang, who was stationed at the garrison headquarters, was already a "worker bee". Although he didn't know that he had black particles in his body, his brain had a sense of obedience to Su Hao. In other words, the monitoring station now selects additional personnel from among the survivors in the city, and Su Hao's consent must be obtained. And those who want to leave the city are no longer as free as they once were.
Su Hao didn't have the energy to search the city door to door.
The purpose of setting up an exchange point in the bank building is to allow survivors to show up on their own. And then through the method of contacting each other, they will develop a sense of identity and then join the team.
Using interests to win over people is more effective than any persuasion.
Of course, in doing so, it can also distinguish between the opposition and the neutrals. As long as there is no foreign group like "Sheng Fei", Su Hao has enough time to transform the latter. As for the former...... If they have been stubborn and still hostile to themselves, then kill when they should be killed, and never let one go.
Kindness is always targeted.
Wang Jundi felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier.
He refused to throw away the gun in his hand even to death, and opened his mouth wide to gasp for breath like a dying fish. The wounds on his back and arms were dripping with blood, forming a staccato line on the ground.
Between Xiaolou and Su Hao's camp, it is almost two or three kilometers away.
Without a car, he had to walk all the way.
Chen Dongbo is scheming. He placed several people in charge of monitoring near the hardware store. The fat man didn't go far before he was discovered. The people who stayed behind went back to report to Chen Dongbo. The rest, quietly gathered from different directions, ready to kill Wang Jundi.
The remaining dozen bullets were all shot by the fat man. The fat crazy woman who looked like Zhao Benshan had her head swept away by a bullet on the spot, and another man was also killed.
Their death created an opportunity for others to sneak attackโโโโ Wang Jundi was stabbed in the back and arm. The cut was so deep that the bones could be seen.
He ran half-dead, and the smell of blood attracted many mutated creatures.
At this time, Chen Dongbo also rushed to the scene with people. Several bloody corpses entangled them, and the fat man took the opportunity to escape.
Wang Jundi didn't know how long the scuffle behind Lu Dao would last.
He only knew that he couldn't turn back.
Whether it is a bloody corpse or Chen Dongbo, he wants his own life.
In this way, when Wang Jundi, who was covered in blood, stumbled and ran to a distance of only more than 100 meters from the barricade, and could already see the appearance of the guards above the barricade, he could no longer support it, and his eyes were dark, and he fell down heavily.
North, headquarters of the Gao Consortium.
Sibo sat on the couch in his study, intently looking at a document that had just been passed on from the military.
The room is not large, less than 20 square meters. In addition to two sofas, there is only a small and delicate coffee table. The perimeter walls have been replaced with standing bookcases. The windows of the morning sun are open, and a pleasant breeze blows in from time to time.
The old man sat opposite Sibo as usual, looking at this tall and handsome young man with great emotion.
Many people think that Gao Tianxing is the real head of the consortium.
In fact, Sibo is the main controller sitting behind it.
Although the two are commensurate with uncle and nephew, they are not related by blood. If you trace the roots to Sibo's grandfather or father's generation, Gao Tianxing's identity is just a housekeeper.
"Sibo, your parents' research is not wrong. Zombies are indeed just the most basic form of mutated creatures. They mutate again, they evolve. Your mother's findings confirm your father's assumptions. Zombies are indeed the key to humanity winning wars. It's a pity...... We weren't able to find the silver bone in advance. Otherwise, we should have more resources available and have an absolute head start. โ
Gao Tianxing has been nagging.
This is completely inconsistent with his appearance of majesty and indifference in public.
Except for Sibo, no one has ever seen Gao Tianxing's old and tired side. As the chairman of the consortium, he is always full of energy, does everything himself, and will never fake it.
Sibo looked very carefully. He studied the contents of the document word for word. The pupils emit a faint glow under the shadow of the paper and the bookcase, making the whole portrait reveal a special charm with a mysterious atmosphere.
His face was unstable, as if he was hesitating about something, and as if he was wandering in pain and remorse. There is also excitement and joy, a strong desire to control a certain goal and attempt.
"Your father was a great man. It's the same with mothers. โ
Looking at Sibo, Gao Tianxing's gaze softened a lot: "The things that happened back then were all secrets. Many people died, and those who survived did not confide in others. Your parents left behind information and predictions. If they live to this day, the president of the academy will definitely not be Wang Qinian, but your mother. โ
"That's not important......"
Sibo looked away from the file. He raised his head, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly: "They know that there will be such a day, and even know the approximate date of the outbreak of the virus in the Dao Dao." But they didn't do anything. There was no large-scale production of immunization agents, no advance notification of the response, and no protection of more people alive. โ
"They did something anyway."
Gao Tianxing seemed to say very casually: "All the countries in the World Realm have a considerable amount of materials in reserve. Modes of response and structural adjustment are carried out only within the army. At that time, many things were hidden from the people. Even your parents only deduce part of the truth based on some clues and thus participate in it. The extinction of the human race is not good for anyone. A mad maniac wouldn't be stupid enough to give himself to monsters to make snacks. It's not that they have done nothing, they just underestimate the changes and developments of events. Even if it were me, it's hard to believe that the virus outbreak would actually occur. โ
Sibo could hear the pounding of his heart in his chest.
He looked at the old man calmly and asked, "For what?" โ
"Because it's not scientific."
Gao Tianxing sighed: "There are many emergencies that can destroy the earth. A virus outbreak is just one of the least likely. After your parents died, I used to use the computer programs they left behind to make deductions. The probability is only 0.0015 percent. In accordance with their will, I collected supplies, sold fixed assets, and invested all my funds in the training of core personnel and the purchase of arms...... At that time, I was very confused, wondering whether it was right or wrong to do this. I've got to leave you with enough assets and I'm afraid it's just a joke. You may not understand what I was thinking. That's just gambling. Bankrupt and gamble at all costs. โ
Sibo's face turned pale. He slowly clenched the document in his hand and rubbed it vigorously.
"At that time, there were only two paths in front of meโโโโ to believe, or to doubt."
Gao Tianxing was silent for a few seconds. He gently stroked the wrinkles on his hands, completely immersed in the memories of those years: "Everything in the era of civilization is about economic efficiency. If people living in 0l years invest all their billions of money in buying food, building underground shelters and the like, I am afraid it will only be considered that there is a problem in the brain. Although it is only an analogy, it is enough to represent the normal logical concept of human beings in that era. There have been many people in history who have predicted the end of the world, and there are also many people who have believed in various versions of prophecy. In order to survive, it is not uncommon to spend a lot of money to build underground dwellings. Although your parents left a will, I didn't execute it 100%. I only used 50 percent of the consortium's assets to reserve food and supplies, and used the other 50 percent for capital operations. You were young at that time, and I had to leave something for you. I don't know what the future holds, I can only do it the way I understand it. โ
Sibo smiled wryly and shook his head.
He knew that what Gao Tianxing said was right, and he could also understand the various practices and considerations at that time.
In fact, his coping methods in many things are even inferior to this old man. If it weren't for the documents issued by the military about the exchange of silver bones, Sibo would not have believed the last words left by his parents.
"Zombies evolve, and so do we. This is definitely not the destruction of the world, but the rise of a new race. โ
This is a passage on the title page of my mother's research diary.
Sibo's hands clenched subconsciously, and he kept muttering: "They...... I see farther than I can. โ
Gao Tianxing looked at him with a sharp gaze: "You are their son, the combination of the best genes and wisdom. You will be stronger and better than them.
Sibo remained silent.
"Your mother had already developed the recipe for a fourth-order enhancement potion. If it weren't for that accident, she would have become the inventor of the fifth-order strengthening potion. All you have to do is to perfect and create a fifth-order enhancement potion. On this basis, we will continue to explore more powerful evolutionary potions. โ
Gao Tianxing's voice was unquestionably tough: "Your father is an evolutionary. He's the most powerful human I've ever seen. He was involved in the events of that year, but failed to leave any more clues. It was clearly written in that diaryโโโโ as his son, you must go beyond the limits of your enhancement to have a chance to evolve into a higher-level existence. โ
"Evolution?"
Sibo raised his head with deep doubt in his eyes: "Do you believe in this kind of thing?" โ
Gao Tianxing sat up straight and stared at his eyes fiercely: "You are very smart, your IQ and physique are far superior to ordinary humans. But you don't know everythingโโโโ the existence of evolutionary humans is the biggest secret of the military and governments of various countries. I've been reluctant to tell you this because I want you to have as much fun as possible. โ