After all, the corpse is only the least combative part of the dark creatures. Gerald howled in rage as a large chunk of flesh had been gnawed off his shoulder, picked up his hunting knife and slashed at the corpses that surrounded him, and rushed out with his backpack. I have to admit that this kind of bravery did give courage to Harvey and Leda, who were in despair. The corpse man is indeed hideous in appearance, but his strength is not as good as that of a human. Unwilling to be eaten alive, they rushed out of the camp and soon joined Gerald, who was bandaging his wounds not far away.

It is very difficult to find another campsite. Relying on large rocks, three people who survived the dead built a rudimentary shack out of dead branches. A few days later, the communicator rang again, and Charlie still delivered the message in a very sorry tone, and the supplies still could not be delivered. Despite his sincere words, and his repeated claims that this was a difficulty that no one had anticipated, Harvey lost all interest in listening to his arguments and sat alone on the ground.

In just a few days, things have changed dramatically. Corpses appeared in several directions, and they were not alone, but gathered in groups. Harvey had drawn a simple map in the sand, and now the road back to Redstone City had been blocked by corpses. There weren't many of them in the area, and God knows what drew them in? Maybe it's Bob's corpse? Or was it the signal that gnawed away the corpse of Furt that night? In short, the once empty wilderness is now full of such dark creatures. They drool, staggering through the wilderness, and anything that moves will catch their attention.

Gerald was a complete idiot.

This guy has no brains at all, and his skull seems to be full of muscles. Although he rarely leaves Redstone City, Harvey has heard many people say that if you don't have absolute certainty of leaving quickly, you should never shoot a corpse in close proximity. Gerald, the idiot, should know about this, but he aimed his rifle at a corpse more than ten meters away, and directly pulled the trigger.

The corpses move slowly, but they are not sculptures, and they have a connection with each other that cannot be understood by humans. The corpses scattered across the wilderness began to gather, slowly, but inadvertently forming a dense web. Harvey was desperate, and the road to Redstone City was completely blocked. Of course, there is the option to detour from further afield, but who knows if these terrifying creatures of darkness will follow them? Wherever they go, they follow.

The people who come out of Redstone are never picky eaters. Bob's flesh had long since been eaten, and Harvey was trying to find an edible part of the corpse. Together with Leda, he cut off the head of a corpse with a machete, but when he dragged the corpse to a secluded position, Harvey completely gave up the idea of taking flesh from the monster

The corpse's body is an abnormal light gray color, they are still elastic, they do not smell, they do not decay, and they look no different from normal people. At the same time that Harvey cut the skin of the corpse's arm with a knife, dozens of very small insects crawled out from under the gray skin. They are like miniature earthworms, wriggling back and forth beneath the muscle fibers and cortex. As the area of skin peeled off increases, the number of worms increases, and they gradually climb everywhere.

Harvey and Leda lost their appetite and ran away from the corpse. Seeing a lot of things is better than hearsay, at least now Harvey finally understands why there's no corpse or flesh for sale in Redstone? Because they can't be used as food at all, God knows where those bugs come from? No one wants to have something inexplicable in their stomach.

Occasionally, Harvey would think of Su Hao, the young man who had been driven away on the first night.

Where will he be?

Already back in Redstone?

Or like yourself, still wandering the wilderness?

But no matter what kind of problem, it is not more real than the rumbling belly. Harvey felt like his stomach was about to be burned with acid, and the hunger was so intense that he had to do something.

Even though it was daytime, it was very windy. The strong wind had not been able to drive away the blazing heat, and the rocks on the ground were scorching hot, and it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and for the past few hours, Harvey, Leda, and Gerald had been confined to the shadows behind the large rocks. Harvey himself had forgotten that this was the first camp he had changed in the past few days. Anyway, those corpses are always around. Just one thing you see means that a crowd will come soon. Even if you kill a few of them, you will be surrounded by a steady stream of corpses. There was not much ammunition received from Charlie, only twenty per person, which had already been depleted a few days ago. In this case, melee combat will only lead to your death, and the safest and safest way is to flee as far as you can.

"What else are you thinking?"

A thick, heavy female voice sounded beside Harvey, small enough for him to hear. The sound was in Harvey's ear, and he could even feel the warmth and warmth of the sound running down his skin to his brain.

"We must do it now, or we will starve to death in the wilderness, if not by the corpses."

Leda lay on Harvey's shoulder, staring at the place more than ten meters away with her round eyes. Gerald was asleep on the side of another rock. The wound on his arm was infected, and in this environment where there was little medical care, there was no way to recover. Gerald was greatly affected by the severe temperature difference, the wound had long since rotted, and a disgusting stench could be smelled from a long distance. Wherever he went, there was always a swarm of mosquitoes flying around him. If it weren't for the fact that he felt compelled to take him, he might have been able to come in handy at a critical time, and Harvey would have thrown the slow-moving Gerald to the corpse man long ago.

Gerald's injured arm is gone. The wound was infected in large areas and even affected his brain. Gerald has been talking nonsense for the past few days, and now he is in a position that has entered the connection between the gray zone and the black zone. There are fewer and fewer dry grounds, and more and more swampy wetlands. In such places, it is difficult to find a clean source of water. Harvey and Leda were better and were able to keep their senses and use containers to clarify the sewage before drinking. Gerald, however, was so disturbed by his injuries that he often lost his mind, and plunged headlong into a dark puddle of water. Every time Harvey pulled him out of the cesspool, he was covered in mud and even had unknown bloodsucking bugs crawling on his face.

Since the day before yesterday, Leda has been chattering about Harvey getting rid of Gerald. In this way, the burden of one escape can be lightened, and two people can also have a few full meals.

"It's easy to kill him."

Harvey didn't directly agree to Leda's request, but frowned and asked uncertainly, "The question is what will we do in the future?" How can I get out of here?

Even Harvey himself didn't know exactly when he forgot that damn mission.

The thought of leaving the wilderness alive took over the entire brain. The rifle had been thrown away, there was no ammunition, and it was worth less than a burning stick. The Fighting Knife is a standard weapon for the inhabitants of Redstone, and it can be used at all times. The problem is that Harvey and Leda alone can't break through the encirclement of the corpses with two knives. This is not the time when it was first in the gray area. If you had given up on the mission, you would have returned to Redstone. It was driven by greed that Harvey and the others went deeper and deeper into the wilderness, never to turn back.

Harvey had been trying to get around the densest part of the corpse and find his way home. He soon realized that this was in vain. There are so many swamps nearby that you sometimes have to walk a longer distance to avoid the traps. On several occasions, Harvey himself was now completely lost, and if it weren't for the guidance of the sun, I am afraid that he would not even be able to determine the exact direction.

In this case, Gerald's value of living must be far greater than the value of his death.

Food is scarce, but it is not completely absent. Harvey had caught a few mice, and Leda had caught two snakes in a puddle. Although they don't taste great when roasted, they are at least edible and rich in protein that the body needs.

Leda is very attached to Harvey, she is always glued to Harvey at any time, even when she is resting, she has to grab Harvey's hand, stuff it directly into her clothes, and let him stroke her shrunken **. When you are hungry, neither men nor women have any interest in doing that kind of thing, but it does not hinder the touch on the **. This also means, in a way, the acceptance of the woman to the man, as well as the affirmation.

Harvey often watched Leda drool as Gerald continued to swallow her throat. Whenever that happens, Leda gets really scary. Her eyes glowed like a wolf, and she opened her mouth involuntarily, revealing her tartar-stained teeth, biting her own fingers and gnawing hard at her nails in a frightening way.

"He raped me on the first day."

"He is a fierce and savage fellow, and he has no mercy for others. If it had been you who had been injured, he would have cut off your head long ago.

"Please, kill him, I'd rather die with a full meal than be hungry like I am now."

Similar words are nagging in Leda's ears every day, but Harvey has always disapproved. He felt that Gerald's usefulness was not as simple as food. As long as you find the weak point of the corpse encirclement, that is the right time to kill Gerald. Gerald had to be used as a decoy, and just lifting that cut off a thigh would be enough for himself and Leda to share food on the road, and in a short time they could recover and then escape back to Redstone.

People in desperate situations will seize every opportunity that seems hopeful. Because of this, neither Harvey nor Leda threw away the communicator. Just last week, Charlie's voice was heard again. This time it was good news: the supply convoy had arrived in the wilderness, but they had not found the hunters in the designated location. Charlie kept asking where Harvey and Leda were? When he heard the current situation of the two people, as well as the death of Bob and the others, Charlie was silent, and promised in the communicator: "As long as you come back alive, I will definitely pay you and Leda ten gold coins each as promised at that time." ”

These words made Harvey and Leda burn like never before**. Charlie asks them to keep their communications open and to carry a communicator with them. Because, rescuers have rushed over from the edge of the gray area. Only by determining their location can we rendezvous with them.

The top priority is, how to avoid the dense corpses?

Adequate physical fitness must be maintained in hazardous environments. Without food, the best way to maintain your body is to minimize your activity. Although the daytime was perfect for escaping, the scorching heat and harsh sunlight exacerbated the steaming, forcing Harvey to sleep soundly in the shadows of the rocks and wait for dusk to act.

Harvey was awakened by the aroma of roasted meat.

In his sleep, Harvey saw a lot of food in front of him, but he couldn't reach for it. This unspeakable ** eventually turned into fear, which woke him up, and the reality he saw when he opened his eyes was even more terrifying. Harvey saw Gerald lying on his back on the ground, one of his arms and both thighs severed, strung on a branch, and grilled over a fire. Despite the lack of food and nutrition during this period of time, Gerald's burly body was rapidly thinning, but there was still a thin layer of subcutaneous fat, which was roasted by the fire, and the skin on the surface quickly became charred and cracked, and the roasted oil penetrated up from under the skin, constantly stirring hot and shiny oil droplets, which exploded one after another, and continued to emerge.

"Bastard stinky bitch...... What exactly are you? ”

Harvey had no appetite at all. He rushed over as fast as he could, grabbed Leda who was roasting meat next to the campfire, and slapped her several times. The force was too great, and Lida was immediately dizzy, fell hard, and the corners of her mouth oozed bright red blood.

Instead of fearing Harvey, she threw her head up and glared viciously at the man with hatred on his face.

"If you don't want to do it, I can only kill him."

Leda's grows fluttered in the cold wind, like a pile of weeds that had been blown up. Her voice was hoarse, mixed with a muffled murmur from the injured mouth: "We haven't eaten anything decent in days. Yesterday there was not even anything for the whole day. I know it's useful for you to keep that bastard, but have you thought about it? We don't have the strength to go out, what's the use of keeping him? Even if there really is the kind of opportunity you said, how far can we run in the face of so many dark monsters surging over? ”

There was a distinctly crying tone in her voice.

Leda is actually already considered Harvey's woman. During her previous years in the wilderness, Leda confessed to Harvey that she was indeed not a good woman.

Leda's initial criminal record was fraud.

Her mother gave birth to Leda at the age of seventeen. Throughout her childhood, Lida was most impressed by the fact that her mother had to interact with different men every day. She dresses very revealingly, and always makes out with other men in front of herself without any scruples. She can only be regarded as ordinary in appearance, but she can be more open than anyone else in bed. Who does God know who his father really is? Maybe it's just the remnants of a man left behind after the refreshment and haven't been removed in time, and it finally becomes Leda. Why give birth to yourself? Leda's mother couldn't explain it herself. Even when Leda is older, when she chatters about such questions, she is always vague, using sentences like "I just thought it was fun to have a child" casually.

At the age of fourteen, one day, Leda got her mother drunk and sent her to an underground brothel, where she sold fifty imperial silver coins.

Leda didn't think there was anything wrong with that. That woman never fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother. She taught herself to smoke, drink, gamble, and even go out on the street and other things, which are also hand-in-hand "education". When she first picked up a customer, her mother sold her virgin self for two gold coins. The man rode on him, and she was by his side to do on-site guidance. Maybe she was born to do it, and Leda didn't feel much pain, but she didn't think it was worth it afterwards. His mother only paid her ten silver coins, and according to the official exchange figures, each gold coin could be exchanged for a hundred silver coins.

It's really hard to survive in this damn world. Because everything needs money. Especially when you feel that you are in dire need of something, but you don't even have a copper plate in your pocket, that kind of strong need for material things** is indeed the best catalyst for sin. You don't need to be instigated by others, you don't need any inducement, you will have a crazy consciousness of grabbing a random rock from the ground and rushing into the mall to smash and rob.

I'm going to

But I didn't

This is the original source of power.

The only thing that Leda can use for sale is her own body. But being a prostitute is not as simple as it seems. You need makeup, you need to spend money on clothing, everything from high heels to sexy lingerie. Men have no interest in women who are slick and slick, and they like the type that is half-concealed and wants to refuse and welcome. You have to wash your face and make yourself fragrant. Otherwise, you can smell the smell of sweat from a long distance, and the ghost will be willing to sleep with you, let alone pay for it.

Fifty silver coins wasn't much, and Leda just couldn't stand her mother's despicable behavior of getting money from her hands at any time. She was addicted to drugs, and the expenses for this alone required a lot of expenses every day. Killing the woman, or selling her, two thoughts lingered in Lida's mind for a long time. She eventually chose the second option. The reason is very simple, doing so can at least bring you some of the benefits, and you don't have to bear the terrible charge of killing your own mother with your own daughter.

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