Chapter 46: Begging to the sky

No moving speeches, no flowery words, no enticing futures.

When Ye Qiuming came to this group of faces who were a little excited because of his first collective summoning, he just said a short sentence, a very short, even a little lazy and suspicious:

"Live, only if you live, you will have a future~!"

It's just thirteen words, but in the hearts of this group of people, it doesn't seem pale or powerless at all, but a magic sound like an initiation.

Living, this is not a very simple thing to live in the past, only want to or not, as long as there is no incurable disease, then everyone can live, because even if you can't live yourself, there will be someone to help you live, it's not difficult.

However, now, this sentence of living is deeply imprinted in the hearts of these people, and the experiences of these days have made some people understand that wanting to live now is not a matter of thinking or not wanting to.

Zombies, humanity, mutated creatures, killing, desire, ambition, all kinds of dangers, no one knows how long they will live, and no one knows how far they are from death.

Everyone doesn't know if they will be infected by zombies in the next moment, or will be backed by the people around them, no one can know how long they can live, the only thing they can do is to live, only by living can they see the sun tomorrow and think of more futures.

Taking into account the expressions of these people, he then announced the formation of this army of beggars, consisting of only sixteen people, begging beggars, living living, army of armies, an army only to survive in the last days.

This army is not a salvation, not a struggle for hegemony, nor a private army, it is a beggar army united to fight only for tomorrow, an army begging to the sky for survival.

Begging to the sky is the mission that Ye Qiuming gave this army a prototype.

Looking at the sixteen people who fell silent, Ye Qiuming had a faint smile on his face, and then returned to the bedroom with everyone's pensive or strange looks.

The establishment of the base was just an experiment for him, and he didn't have any hope for these dozens of people, after all, this group of people still had a long, long way to go if they wanted to become the subordinates he needed.

Early in the morning of the second day, after inspecting the twenty people selected by Zhu Dazhi, Ye Qiuming announced that this group of people would be organized into the second department of the beggar army, and as for the first department, it was naturally Chen Changdong's sixteen people.

At this point, a beggar army of only thirty-six people was hastily established, and after solving these things, Ye Qiuming set the goal on the campus of the University of Science and Technology.

Guangcheng University of Science and Technology, located in the suburbs, was under militarized management before the end of the world, and only students could have the opportunity to leave the school during holidays such as weekends and May Day, and students were strictly constrained on weekdays.

This also led to a large group of students leaving the school in droves on May Day, and the students in the school were indeed very few, as Wang Tie said.

Looking at the gate of this university with a long history, a touch of sarcasm hung on the corner of Ye Qiuming's mouth, the former civilization may be just like the cold school gate in front of him at this time, falling into dead silence step by step, and all that remains is a new civilization that was once named barbaric.

There are still traces of blood on the taxis in front of the school gate, testifying to the violence that took place here not long ago.

Stepping into the school gate, Ye Qiuming's brows furrowed uncontrollably, because he smelled a faint fishy smell, which was different from the smell of zombie decay, more like the smell of human corpse decay, and there was a big difference between the two.

"How can there be such a heavy smell of corpses?" Ye Qiuming didn't know what was going on, but this fishy smell made him can't help but be careful.

The functional partition map at the school gate had been destroyed by something, and Ye Qiuming hadn't been able to get a complete map for a long time, which made him regret a little that he hadn't asked Wang Tie to prepare a map.

"It seems that you can only find a living person to ask for directions, or go find it yourself~!" muttered, Ye Qiuming continued to walk towards the campus, compared to finding the dean's office in this not small campus, Ye Qiuming preferred the former.

Although the former will inevitably cause all kinds of troubles, it can save time and effort, and can also avoid some unnecessary dangers.

There was no one on the campus, Ye Qiuming walked all the way, looking lonely, although he didn't know what happened on this campus, but Ye Qiuming searched a dormitory but didn't find any survivors.

"Could it be that someone has come and rescued all these people?" Ye Qiuming frowned secretly, although the end of the world is coming, it is impossible for a student on a campus to die so quickly.

He was a little skeptical that someone had rescued these people before him, and if that was the case, Ye Qiuming would have to worry about whether the Colorful Roulette Wheel still existed.

Just when he was a little distracted, a miserable scream suddenly came from behind a teaching building, and then Ye Qiuming heard a shout mixed with panic and fear:

"Brother Fang, Father Fang has something to say, Grandpa Fang, Ancestor Fang, please, let me go, you change Wang Furui for this guy, he often speaks ill of you behind your back, really I don't lie to you, just let me go, please, Grandpa Fang........"

The voice was very miserable, and the ancestor, grandfather, and father would come out in three or two sentences, as if a cowardly condemned prisoner who was being pushed to the gallows was begging the executioner to let him go.

"There are still people~!" Ye Qiuming couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this voice, it was good to have a living person, he was also worried that there would not be a living person in the entire school, otherwise he would be searched by himself building by building The dean's office did not know when the search would be.

Hearing the voice, Ye Qiuming didn't delay much, and hurriedly followed the sound to lurk over, the closer to the place where the sound came from, the more the disgusting smell became a little worse, although because of the barrier of the teaching building, Ye Qiuming didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't help but have some guesses in his heart.

"I hope it's not too late, otherwise I'm afraid it's a little dangerous today~!" Thinking of that kind of thing, Ye Qiuming couldn't help but speed up his pace a little.

Turning around a teaching building, what appeared in front of Ye Qiuming was a lawn, at this time he could clearly see the situation on the morning review, only to see that on this small lawn, there were some stools scattered everywhere, and there were corpses that had decomposed and looked very broken, some of these corpses were still tied to stools or tables.

At this time, in the middle of the lawn, a big fat man who was quite obese was being tied to a desk, and his hands and feet were fixed to the table legs with shoelaces.

But the fat man didn't care about these in the slightest, and still kept struggling, with the horror on his face, as if he was about to face something terrible, even if the thin shoelaces had begun to sink into the fat man's flesh, he never stopped.

“...... Brother Fang, Grandpa Fang, Ancestor Fang, Father Fang, I beg you, grandson beg, just let me go, I haven't lived enough, don't feed me to the zombies, please......."

The fat man's voice was very desperate, and although the laces were thin, it was obvious that the fat man could not break free.