The basement was crowded with people, the air was dirty, damp and dark, and the sounds of crying and sobbing were chaotic and distracting.

Bafallot huddled in the innermost corner, sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, with patches of excrement beside him, and the stench was permeating.

This position was won by his strong physique, and it was the farthest and safest position in the cell.

But at this time, he was dizzy from hunger, his stomach was like a fire, and he no longer had the physical strength to hold on, and he didn't know when the next challenger would drive him away from the corner.

"Shhh...... Ho...... Roar ......"

Strange sounds came from outside, far and near, accompanied by footsteps and the sound of grinding and clashing, and a loud cry.

"Someone has been caught again!"

Bafallot buried his head between his knees, not daring to look around, and so did the rest of the people, shrunk like quails and shivering.

The cage suddenly became silent, only the sound outside, which became clearer and clearer.

"Bang dang!"

The metal door was violently pushed open, and four young men were thrown in.

The people in the room crowded to make room for the four newcomers.

"Were you caught in too?"

Seeing the environment of the cell, a new young man asked in a trembling voice.

No one answered.

The prisoners were numb to the extreme.

"Smack!"

A short, thin figure appeared at the door of the cell.

Bald, with two crooked horns on his forehead, like a ram, his face flattened, his nose that did not know where to go, leaving only two pores, and his skin was brown and black, full of wrinkles, like the bark of a tree.

Its neck is covered with long hairs, and its dark green thick hair hangs down to its chest. The body is extremely thin, with well-defined ribs, limbs like dry wood, and a metal short stick in one hand.

The sheep-headed monster is not around an inch, and it can be clearly seen that its two feet have mutated into hoofs and stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Shhh...... Ha ......"

The sheep-headed monster entered the cell, looked left and right a few times, and made a series of undulating voices from its mouth, as if it was talking about something.

Everyone shuddered, huddled together, and trembled.

“...... Hiss...... Karma"

The sheep-headed monster pointed at the iron rod in his hand and pointed at a mother and son in the crowd.

"Wow......"

The child was about ten years old, skinny and skinny, and was so frightened that he cried out loud when he was pointed at by the sheep-headed monster, and threw himself into his mother's arms.

Impatient, the sheep-headed monster stretched out its thin paws, pinched the woman's arm, grabbed both of them, and threw them out the door.

No one could have imagined that this monster, who was as short as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, could have such strength.

Seeing that the two were captured, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the convention, these monsters only capture two people at a time, and the rest of the people can live one more day.

Even if you are hungry, the environment is dirty.

The sheep-headed demon retreated to the door, and when he saw the mother and son hugging each other, he was a little disgusted.

The two men were so hungry that their faces were yellow and thin, and the child did not have a few catties of flesh on his body, and the sheep-headed demon felt that it was not enough, so he returned to the cell.

"Roar......" the sheep-headed demon shouted as he pointed at Bafalot from afar.

"It's not me......!"

Bafallot saw the pointing of the metal rod in the afterglow, and cold sweat trickled down, and buried his head, pretending not to see anything.

Impatient, the sheep-headed demon walked over in two steps, grabbed Bafallot by the hair, and dragged him out.

"Help, help, help, help......"

He cried out hoarsely, tears and snot pouring out.

No one paid attention to him.

"Bang!"

The iron door was closed and unlocked.

The iron gate had never been locked, but no one dared to escape, and they had suffered a lot from the time they were arrested until now, and they knew how powerful these monsters were.

Out of the iron door, there was a luxurious sofa, placed in the doorway, and at this moment sat on the sofa a shorter green monster, with a fat belly, like a drum.

The green monster lay comfortably on the couch, its body sunk into the cushion, chewing on a thick bone in its mouth.

Bloody, the luxury sofa was dirty, and the smell was strong.

Bafallot and the mother and son were thrown to the ground, completely desperate and gave up resistance.

Bafallot became in a trance, recalling his short and ordinary life, from an ordinary background, with mediocre grades, a few years in the army, and a small business after being discharged from the army.

should have saved some money to buy some family business, and should have taken a gentle woman to share the family...... However, after the darkness, it all came to an end.

After the Ten Days of Change, he relied on his former military experience to join a lost army, barely survived, survived the initial difficult time, and his life finally improved.

Just as they become optimistic about the future, mutant zombies appear.

These mutated zombies are not powerful at first, but gradually become able to move during the day and become weird.

As time passed, the mutant zombies became more and more numerous and stronger, and they began to actively hunt humans and stir up all the peace.

His team had a great vision, and with some men, fled to the north.

But Bafallot was reluctant to collect the resources he had worked so hard to gather, including food, treasure, and a newly planted crop, and if he fled, most of them would be left behind.

He stayed with some people.

After all, they have tasted the bitter fruit of greed.

The mutant zombies have become extremely powerful, no longer afraid of bullets, and can recover the next day when they are injured on the first day, and they are almost immortal.

What's even more desperate is that these mutated zombies, with wisdom, form an organization, cooperate with each other, and wipe out all the survivors.

At this time, they wanted to escape, but they couldn't.

The sheep-headed monster and the green-skinned monster cooed for a while, ended their exchange, and struck Bafallot with a stick, urging them to go outside.

There were only two monsters in the hallway, but Bafallot had no intention of resisting or running away.

He'd seen the methods of two monsters.

The sheep-headed monster runs like the wind, beyond human imagination, charging several meters and smashing through walls, and the green-skinned monster can spit acid and corrode metal, and the acid can be sprayed up to ten meters away, and it is very accurate.

The monster's might completely shattered his courage.

Leaving the cage, the mangled corpses were discarded outside, and every bone was gnawed clean.

There is a pile of guns and weapons piled up in the clearing, which were seized from humans, and the monsters don't like to use firearms, but humans use firearms enough to pose a threat to them, so they are collected and thrown here.

"Shhh...... Ha ......"

A monster with claws like scythes and fangs and tongues approached Bafallot, stretched out its slippery tongue and licked him on the cheek.

"Ahh

He screamed in pain.

The barbs on the monster's tongue scraped his cheeks.

"Moo!"

The sheep-headed monster roared in anger and slammed its head against the clawed monster's chest, knocking it back.

Then he shouted, and the claw monster responded before turning away.

Bafallot breathed a sigh of relief.

The three of them were taken by the sheep-headed monster to another room, which was much cleaner than the cell, and contained two plastic buckets filled with water.

The sheep-headed demon broke open the top of Bafalott, scooped up a ladle of water, and poured it hard.

Water squirted out of his nostrils, but poured more into his stomach. I want to talk about "I Can Print the Portal" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~