It's afternoon, the light is strong and it's hot.

Su Hao followed the familiar route and walked into the entrance of the building with his back to the street. Before stepping up the stairs, the divergent detection consciousness had already discovered that there were three zombies in the corridor. They gather on the fourth floor, slamming their heads and shoulders against the closed door panels, and scratching back and forth with their claws on the surface of the security doors, bringing a "squeak" of tooth-aching friction.

The mutated creatures had discovered that there were still living people in the house, and they were excited, or should I say excited. The body parasitized by the virus unleashed an extremely powerful force and slammed into the closed security door. They don't know the pain, they don't have the concept of using tools, they just use stupid, savage methods, stubbornly and frantically want to rush in.

They had apparently been here for a long time, and the center of the door had been knocked out of a shallow concave arc, and there were gaps in the parts that connected to the wall around it. The loud shaking cracked the wall, and the "Silsil Suosuo" shook off a lot of white ash, revealing the metal bolts that connected to the door panel.

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Hao quickly rushed to the fourth floor. His left hand reached out, grabbed the shoulder of the nearest zombie, and grabbed the back of his neck with his right hand and tore it hard, twisting the entire skull off. Su Hao threw down the headless carrion corpse in his hand, stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the back of the head of another zombie, dragged it over, and smashed it against the opposite wall with an irresistible force, splashing a shocking flower of rotten blood.

This series of movements was extremely fast, and when the last zombie turned around and wanted to open its mouth to bite, Su Hao had already grabbed its arm and began to twist it back. Although they don't feel pain, zombies can't break free from their ligaments and bones. Under the huge counter-effect, it could only be forced to turn, pressed against the wall, and buckled around the neck. The immobile zombies howled in hatred, their hands and feet writhing back and forth, writhing like headless flies. It tried to tilt its head, and watched Su Hao free his right hand, took out the syringe containing the *** solution from his pocket, and inserted the needle into his head.

After putting away the extracted rotten hormone, Su Hao took off the steel axe from the backpack buckle with his backhand, slashed the zombie's buttocks, and collected the silver bone.

Suddenly, he felt a crack open in the closed door behind him.

Su Hao didn't make a sound, and put the silver bone particles into the metal pipe as usual, put them away, and turned around slowly.

The door has been pushed open from the inside.

A little girl of about ten years old stood in the doorway like a ghost. He was a thin man, with dry yellow hair hanging down, obscuring most of his pale cheeks. She wore a crumpled khaki skirt, a pair of frayed buckled cloth shoes on her feet, a rusty kitchen knife in her right hand, and her left hand hidden behind the door, seemingly holding a handrail. If something happens, close the door immediately.

She leaned her head forward slightly, staring at Su Hao quietly, and the latter also stared at her intently. This strange and strange confrontation lasted for several minutes, Su Hao nodded speechlessly, parted his hands, shrugged his shoulders, wiped the axe on the zombie's clothes, and inserted it into his backpack.

He took a few steps back, stood at the bottom of the steps, chose a fairly clean place, took out canned food and compressed biscuits from his backpack, and put some steamed buns and bottled water there.

After doing all this, he picked up his empty bag, smiled kindly at the little girl, and turned to leave.

"I've seen you."

Suddenly, the girl spoke. Her voice was high-pitched, abrupt in the hallway strewn with corpses.

Su Hao stood still, turned around, and looked at her with an inquiring gaze.

"You were here last time."

The girl looked at Su Hao carefully, her eyes releasing a vigilant gaze through her hair. She licked her chapped lips and said seriously, "That box of egg fried rice is delicious." ”

Su Hao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He thought for a moment and said, "If you like it, I can bring some more next time." ”

This sentence brought the two people closer, and the girl's expression full of indifference and vigilance was slightly relaxed. She still held on to the handrail of the security door and refused to let go.

Su Hao kept watching her emotional changes, he tried his best to slow down the speed of his speech, and his tone was full of gentleness: "You have also seen that this place is actually very dangerous, and there are such man-eating monsters everywhere. I can take you with me if you wish. We had plenty of food there, it was safe and there was "

Before she could finish speaking, the girl's gaze instantly turned cold. She quickly took half a step back and closed the door with a bang. Immediately after, from the other end of the door came the sound of the latch twisting and locking.

Su Hao froze in place.

He can understand the little girl's feelings———— which is a strong sense of self-protection in an extremely dangerous environment. She may have been hurt, she may have been deceived, or she may have betrayed. Subconsciously, she instinctively doesn't trust strangers and is hostile. Of course, Su Hao is not a bad person, and he doesn't have any perverted thoughts about the little girl. He just felt pity and wanted to give the other party a safe enough living environment.

Su Hao silently looked at the food placed on the steps, and was very depressed. Although those words just now were well-intentioned, they were in a hurry. In the case of strangers to each other, it is actually difficult to communicate with people you don't know.

Although the little girl said that the egg fried rice was delicious.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he turned around again and walked downstairs.

At this moment, the closed door was pushed open again, and the girl's nervous and frightened eyes were revealed through the dark cracks.

Su Hao stood in place, looking at her calmly.

The girl's lips twitched, she first looked at Su Hao's hand, and then quickly glanced at the zombie remains lying in front of the door, and refused to let her guard down at all and said, "Last time, a man wanted to come in, and he almost succeeded. I shut him out and he kept banging on the door and scolding him fiercely. ”

Su Hao smiled brightly: "What did he scold you?" ”

The little girl's eyes were full of wariness, and she said slowly, "He wants to rape me." ”

The word rape made Su Hao a little confused, and even felt like his thinking was in confusion for a few seconds. He looked at the thin girl carefully, and asked in a strange tone, uncertainly, "How old are you?" ”

"Nine."

The girl replied quickly. She leaned sideways, revealing the kitchen knife clenched in her right hand, and spoke in a tone of poignant maturity and ferocity: "I was afraid that he would attract more monsters, so I killed him." ”

Su Hao stood there and didn't move. He knew it. If she makes a move, the girl will immediately close the door and may never have a chance to talk again.

Sighing helplessly, Su Hao took out a pre-prepared "95" pistol from the side of his backpack, bent down, put the gun and food together, looked at the laughing girl with an inquiring gaze, and asked, "Will you use it?" ”

The girl stared at his hand, and then her eyes shifted to the pistol, her gaze becoming more and more intense, but she did not lose her most basic vigilance. She was silent and did not speak. Su Hao could see that she was trying to think, as if she was going to make some kind of decision.

"Squeak————"

After nearly five minutes of stalemate, the security door was finally fully opened. The little girl came out of the room, and a strong, pungent stench emanated from the dimly lit doorway.

She walked up to the steps, picked up the pistol, held it curiously, and examined it carefully. The sunlight that shone obliquely down from the hollow brick holes on the side of the stairway shone on her, revealing bulging cheekbones and a curvaceous nose. Her lips were thick and stretched into a toothy smile.

Su Hao stretched out his right hand.

The action immediately caught the girl's attention. She gripped the gun in her hand hard, did not move, nervously and vigilantly watched as the big hand slowly reached over, landed on top of her head, and gently stroked her fluffy hair.

"Can you tell me your name?"

Su Hao's voice was very gentle. I don't know what Lu Dao is for, he feels as if he has changed his gender at the moment, like the best nurse in the world.

The girl's cold gaze faded away. She hesitated and replied, "Yang Lulu." ”

Su Hao continued to ask: "You live alone?" ”

The girl's expression was obviously hesitant, and after a few seconds of silence, she shook her head and said in a very soft voice: "And my father." ”

Su Hao stared at the immature face, his eyes full of deep doubt. He glanced at the open security door, and the air that spilled from it was muddy and mixed with the unconcealable stench of corpses.

He no longer asked the bottom of the matter, took the gun from the girl's hand, demonstrated how it should be operated, changed the magazine, and carefully explained the most basic shooting common sense After doing all this, Su Hao handed the gun to the girl. Just as he was about to leave, Yang Lulu suddenly took his hand and held it tightly.

Su Hao was taken aback.

"You should be a good person."

The girl stared at him, and there was no hostility in her voice, with a hint of anticipation and dependence: "I want to go with you." The door is broken, and those monsters will rush in at any moment. ”

The explanation is well explained and the reasons are appropriate.

Su Hao nodded, took off his backpack from his shoulder, and began to pack up the food and water placed on the steps. The girl stood next to him, watched him put everything into his backpack, stood up again, grabbed Su Hao's hand again, and said with some hesitation: "I want to take my father with me." ”

She pulled Su Hao into the room.

It's messy, the furniture is very simple, and the furnishings don't have any surprising effect. The floor is littered with garbage, apparently it hasn't been cleaned for a long time. The walls were plastered with yellowed and oily newspapers, the paint on the door frames was mostly peeling, and everything looked shabby.

The two walked through the living room and into the innermost bedroom.

A plain chair sits in the center of the floor, on which sits a middle-aged man. He had mutated, his dehydrated skin wrinkled, revealing the reddish, half-rotten muscles underneath. The whole nose was rotten, and pus was dripping from the hollow, deep black holes. The eye sockets are deep-set, and the gray-white eyeballs appear abrupt in the middle. It still turns, but it has no pupils.

Hands, feet, and waist were tied with ropes, and a thick towel tied its mouth and tied it in a slipknot at the back of its head. In order to prevent it from dragging the chair around, the bookcase next to it was toppled down, and the chair was sandwiched between it and the bed. The zombies tied to the chairs could only writhe back and forth, but they could not break free.

also saw a stranger come in, and the mutated middle-aged man looked very excited. It writhed, its eyes almost out of its socket, and a "ho-ho" sound came out of its throat as it tried to pounce.

Yang Lulu took a few steps forward, stood between the man and Su Hao, and said with childishness and expectation, extremely sincere and serious: "He is not what you imagined. He's just sick, as long as he takes medicine and injections, he'll be fine. ”

Su Hao didn't know what to say at this moment.

He wanted to dissuade, the thinking in his mind was very confused, and he subconsciously reached out to touch the gun, but he didn't pull out a little girl to live with zombies, this kind of thing is absurd in any way, but all this is happening in front of him, extremely real.

"He's your dad?"

Su Hao heard that his voice was a little out of tune, very rough.

Yang Lulu looked at him nervously and nodded without hesitation.

"It's not a disease, huh! Of course, it is not impossible to understand it from the concept of disease. This is the most direct manifestation of the parasitism of the virus in the human body. Those creatures that are invisible to the naked eye occupy the brain, control the body, us, us"

Su Hao searched his stomach to find suitable words and sentences. He struggled to make the girl understand his intentions, only to find that advanced biology was obviously difficult to explain in a few minutes. In particular, the relationship between the awkward noun and the virus is not as simple as the viciousness of the big bad wolf and the kindness of the little white rabbit. His voice became smaller and smaller, and the depression and helplessness in his mind became heavier and heavier, so that his mind was trapped in a very narrow space, constantly colliding, and could explode in rage at any moment.

Yang Lulu's gaze reveals the child's unique innocence. She said faintly, "Dad is just sick, he is not dead, he will still eat." ”

These ordinary-sounding words made Su Hao's nerves tense inexplicably. He watched as the little girl walked past him, walked out of the bedroom, stood on the side of the living room, opened the refrigerator, and took out a gray-black hand from the blood-stained plastic box.

It was a human palm, severed from the elbow. The fracture is very blunt, and it must have taken a lot of effort to cut it off from the original owner.

The girl returns to the bedroom with her severed hand and unties the towel slipknot behind the zombie's head. The mutant man's neck was firmly tied to a piece of wire, unable to writhe, and it stared at the hand with reddened eyes, and its expression became hideous.

The girl raised her severed hand to the man's mouth, and he immediately opened his mouth to bite down on a large piece of flesh, munching on it quickly and with satisfaction.

Looking at this scene, Su Hao couldn't help but tremble. He asked in as calm a tone as he could, "This is the man who wanted to rape you?" ”

Yang Lulu raised her head, and her pale face had already regained a trace of blood. She nodded, smiling faintly.

Su Hao felt panicked for no reason———— since he came to this new world, it was the first time he had this kind of mentality. It's not the fear of facing a strong enemy, but the horror caused by the fact that it doesn't conform to common sense. He can understand Yang Lulu's approach, but it does not mean that he agrees. How to put it, this is an era of incomparably chaotic people, who can die and go crazy at any time. But the problem is that it is not the wilderness wanderers standing in front of us, nor the survivors who will be tormented in the future realm. She was just a child, only nine years old.

"Listen to me————"

Suddenly, Yang Lulu felt a pair of rough and hard hands grab her shoulders and jerk her body over. She instinctively lowered her head and bit hard, thick blood seeped out from between her teeth and flesh, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Su Hao's face full of anger and pain.

"He's not your father anymore, he's a different creature. I don't know where those weird ideas in your head come from, but you have to stop this crazy thing now. He's dead, he's dead! You have to face reality and be sober. Yes———— he used to be your father, but not now! ”

Su Hao was roaring, he felt the pain of biting his arm gradually become relaxed, and he also saw that Yang Lulu was still staring at him. Those eyes were full of shock and fear. Her pupils were confused, and the blood on her lips and the pale complexion looked like ghosts. There is no innocence and liveliness that this age should have, only pain and numbness.

Without warning, she burst into tears with a "wow".

"I have nothing———— no mom, no dad. Everyone in the school was laughing at me, no one wanted to play with me, and the teacher always put me at the back of the house. I don't want my dad to be a monster, and no one can take him away from me. I'm going to be with him, we'll always be together."

Her face was covered with tears, and her little face, covered in dirt and dust, was washed out with wet marks. Yang Lulu turned around and hugged the mutant man's bound hand, too hard, and the rotten skin and flesh were squeezed off on the spot, revealing the bones that had turned gray and were dazzling. This incomparably terrifying picture frightened her on the spot, and she froze in a daze, and after a few seconds, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare, she suddenly turned around and hugged Su Hao's legs, crying bitterly.

Su Hao squatted down, held her in his arms, and gently patted the little girl's back.

A child less than ten years old, watching the people closest to him get hurt, mutate. In order to survive, she tied up her father, who had become a monster, killed the sinister peepers, and raised zombies with human flesh.

Yang Lulu doesn't have much, far less than others, so she naturally regards every bit of family affection as extremely precious and refuses to give up at all.

The little girl didn't know the difference between life and death, and she didn't understand the difference between the living and the zombies. Reason produces fear, but emotion orders her to banish reason and live with zombies.

In peacetime, this should be a rather blockbuster script, and countless audiences applauded.

Now, it's just an ordinary encounter among the survivors.

She has faith and persistence.

She has pride and self-esteem.

She doesn't even have any luxuries, she just wants to live like a normal person. There are parents, there are relatives, there is a home

(Yang Lulu, the character who appears in this section, is played by the book friend "Baby in the Clouds".) Sprinkle flowers! Applaud! Slobber! ）