The residents of Fengshan Town were assigned to the north area of the outer city of Z City, which turned out to be old husbands' houses, although they were a little dilapidated, but the environment was okay.

The group, led by the mayor of the town, happily moved in.

Zhang Yuan's wife, Li Xiaoyue, took her three-year-old son Shi to live on the third floor, near the south, as a family member of the death squad, she received extra care along the way, and the materials allocated to her were also the most.

Her husband is still alive, which is the biggest good news, and she gradually forgives them.

I can now chat with my husband on the Internet for a while every day, and my heart has gradually settled.

The population of the outer city is said to be about 1 million, and the inner city is even more, with 8 million, but they are not allowed to enter the inner city until they have lived in it for a full year.

Every newcomer has received a job, there is an industrial park in the outer city, most of them are still workers, and there are also people with abundant materials, who pay a certain market value of 30 yuan a day, so they don't have to go to work.

Dayuan is the currency sold by Z City itself, which can be consumed anywhere in Z City.

30 yuan is equivalent to the value of a bowl of rice.

In the inner city, in the office building, Wanxiang is also reading this paper, and there are indeed several people under his banner who are supernatural and responsible for his security.

He was alone at the top, he never trusted anyone, there were helicopters on the top floor, and he hid a lot of supplies in a hidden base.

It would be foolish for him to put all his eggs in the same basket.

Evolution, he glowed with a terrifying light in his eyes, yes, no one knows, he is the supernatural, or the rarest mental power.

His greatest joy is that his mental power covers the secretary floor downstairs and knows their every movement.

There is a sense of satisfaction of silently peeping at the screen.

He stared at the dark clouds in the sky, the rainy season was coming.

On a main road to the south, several cars were parked on the side, and several people who came down were all acquaintances, and two people squatted on the ground to cook some hot porridge and drink.

A girl next to her held an open umbrella to block the fine rain.

For so long, I have eaten dry food and drank cold water, so I especially want to drink something hot.

They first saw ripples on the surface of the porridge, and then they heard a faint roar in the distance, and several people immediately stood up, and a young man climbed onto the front cover of the car and looked back.

His complexion changed greatly, "Run, run!" He shouted and ran to his car, urging his girlfriend with an umbrella to hurry up and get in the car.

They were the first vehicles to start up and drive away. The second car, the third, until the fifth car, was driven by a middle-aged man, two brothers, the car turned off, and started again, still to no avail.

He abandoned the car and jumped onto the road, waving desperately at the car in front of him: "You wait for me, take me!" ”

The car in front of them had already driven far away at this time, and in a panic, no one saw that their car did not follow.

The two brothers reacted quickly and saw that the car in front of them was gone.

Quickly jumped off the road with his backpack on his back, burrowed into the woods, and hid behind a big thick tree, the cat leaned down, allowing the weeds to hide its shape, and did not dare to move.

A living dead man over 2 meters tall, bareheaded, with blood-red eyes, roared as he approached their vehicle parked on the side of the road. In a moment, countless living dead people were running and crawling behind it.

The sound was so great that the ground shook.

The weak light in the corner of his eye saw the leader's imposing bald head running away, and the two brothers secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The elder brother looked sideways at the younger brother.

He was stunned, a stout living dead man with long ragged hair of about 1.8 meters was looking at them with a curious expression.

The younger brother looked at his brother's face, and the tacit understanding between them since he had fled for his life for a long time, he suddenly rolled over on his side, and a gust of wind blew.

The claws of the living dead fluttered into the air, and there was a look of excitement on their ugly countenance. The younger brother shouted to the elder brother, "Run separately!" After saying that, he took the lead and ran hard.

The elder brother is also very skillful, and his right hand is forcefully pulled, and he quickly runs forward with the force of the tree trunk.

The living dead stood among them, looking left and right, and finally chose the direction of his brother.

Not long after, the living dead came out with a bloody face. When he was full, he didn't want to hunt, so he opened his mouth wide and roared in the direction his brother was running.

With a few jumps, it rushed to the road and joined the large army.

And the elder brother, who was lucky enough to survive, lay on the wet grass after exhaustion, listening to the faint roar of the living dead, the corners of his eyes were hot and humid, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

Z City, the second basement floor of the medical building, in the laboratory.

Number 1 had her eyes closed in the glass room of the idiosyncrasies, and she had in her mind the appearance of a man, young but gray-haired, who was always silently staring at herself, and she had read what he had written.

He's experimenting with himself.

She stared at another thing in her mind, a space, about 1 cubic meter, and in it were the things she had secretly hidden during the experiment, a pen, a notebook, a syringe, a scalpel, a work card, and a small tablet.

She divided it several times and collected it little by little.

In the extremely quiet environment, she was afraid that she would forget who she was, she didn't want to be the number one in their mouths, and she would keep reciting her name every time before going to bed: Chen Yun, Chen Yun, Chen Yun......

Because of her strong mental power, every time she felt that she was going crazy, she would recover inexplicably.

Her usual pastimes include greeting her neighbors in the back of her mind, and number 2 is a crying little boy who doesn't like to talk and has a big tongue.

Number 3 is a guy who likes to eat, has a simple brain, and can easily get irritated.

Farther underground, there are No. 4, No. 5, and all the way up to No. 10. They seem to be more valuable than themselves. Too much blood had been drawn, and everyone looked like they were dying.

She took the trouble to greet each and every one of them, number 5 was the fire type, a young man, very handsome, only he would reply to himself every time.

She paid more attention to him and shared some of the news she saw from the outside world with him.

Eavesdropping on the conversations of scientific researchers every day and peeking at their written books, she knows her situation very well.

I'm a dual-line ability, and today I stole a news that said that the ability was graded, and that they weren't viruses but evolved.

He was happy for a few minutes, and then used his mental power to influence the white-haired man who was experimenting on him, by the way, his name is Zhao Li.

It seemed to have worked, and he felt guilty.

However, just when he returned, she found that everything was back to the beginning.

She vaguely felt that her time was running out, and that they wouldn't raise a useless waste.

But if she reveals her attributes, she will be the same as Number 5, and will be injected with tranquilizers every day to prevent them from resisting.

It was so hard, she looked at the ceiling, and suddenly lost interest in talking to her neighbors.

The most overheard thing she has heard recently is that the rainy season is coming, is the rainy season coming literally? Or does it mean something else?

She was engrossed in laying her spiritual power on the ground floor, and through the layers of protective shields, she struggled to let her mental power stay on the first floor for a minute, looking at the vast sky outside the window, and the crowd running around to hide from the rain.

A minute later, she looked exhausted at the unchanging ceiling in front of her and felt like she was going crazy again.

Sleep, she read her name and fell asleep.