Chapter 514: Strange Baby
Bang Bang Bang –
The rest of the zombies were all knocked down by me one by one, and the sound of the guns woke up the dreamers, who had just fallen into a state of flying out of the sky just when I used my ability.
Now that the gunfire had brought them back to their senses, they quickly got up and ran to me.
But before they could speak, the boy had already picked the chain that locked the door, in fact, even if he didn't pry, the door was about to be scrapped, and it was pushed by the thousands of zombies for a while, and the folds on both sides of the door were loosened.
Those people were worried that there were zombies inside, so they hurriedly gathered around me, wanting to lean against the big tree to enjoy the shade.
I was the first to enter the gate, and the boy could not keep up with my pace, so he trotted ahead to lead the way, and a few people behind me were vain, but they did not dare to fall behind.
The hot air balloon stopped at the water park, the farthest from the gate, and the pool in the water park was dry when the virus broke out in the north.
The hot air balloon stopped in the dry pool, but it was not damaged, but there were still more than a dozen zombies trapped in the pool, and they couldn't climb out of the pool, so they were trapped here and didn't rush to the gate with other zombies.
"That man, he's the owner of the hot air balloon." The boy pointed to one of the zombies wearing a leather hard hat and said, "He was in a hurry when he landed, but he just fell into the pool, was bitten by the zombies inside, and became a zombie." ”
"So, he's forced to land here." I looked at the flamed hot air balloon, and it didn't look like there was any damage on the surface, so I could check it if I could use it.
I instructed a few other people to clean up the zombies in the pool and check the hot air balloon to see if it still worked.
"When did this balloon fall?" I asked the boy casually.
"It was three days ago." The teenager replied immediately.
"It's only been three days?" I looked at the zombie wearing the hard hat again, his five views had rotted, his skin was like old leather, just like him, he didn't look like a zombie who had only been doing it for three days.
Just as he was thinking about it, the bandits smashed his head, and one of the bandits leaned into the basket with a bang, and I was startled by a snort.
"It can't be, it's impossible...... Monster! The man took a few steps back, he had just peed his pants, and now he was frightened again, and his psychological defenses could collapse at any moment.
When his companion saw him like this, he approached the basket with his spear in his hand, and said with courage in his mouth, "What a monster, it was destroyed with one shot!" ”
"Ah~" A voice came out of the basket, scaring the man who was about to look into the basket and fell to the ground.
Apparently there was something in there, and I waved at a few of them and motioned for them to get out of the way.
"Ah~ah~" The voice inside shouted more energetically, and some information appeared in my mind.
This sound is very permeable at first glance, provided that the surrounding environment is relatively special, so no one will immediately think that the thing inside is a baby.
Because it is impossible for a living baby to survive alone in the zombie pile, and no one will pass by here, that is, the child has lived alone here for three days.
I stood by the basket and looked at the baby inside, its small body not much longer than a keyboard, wrapped in a cartoon quilt, because it was tightly wrapped, only the little head could turn from side to side.
When he saw me looking at him, he turned his face up, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at me curiously, and when he saw his face, I suddenly had a familiar feeling.
It is said that he is a monster, he does not have three heads and six arms, but it can be said that he is an ordinary person, and he has been lying in the zombie pile for three days without eating or drinking.
A baby who didn't even have teeth could not bite, so I took him out of the basket and found that at the height of the basket, the zombie could not step out of it.
"That pilot, after he was bitten, came out on his own?" I asked the teenager.
"Yes, he tried to chase away the zombies, he was bitten on the hand, and then he crawled out, I didn't see any children inside." The teenager said.
When a person is wounded, the first thing he does is not to avoid the injury, but to rush into the crowd of corpses, and he probably does so to protect the baby.
But if the baby is really injured by zombies, the gondola of the hot air balloon alone will not be able to prevent the attack of the corpses.
We also saw it when we first came, the zombies were wandering in the pool, and they didn't go to besiege the hanging baskets.
Either way, the first time I saw this baby, I felt familiar and intimate, and I couldn't leave him here.
The few people I picked from the robbers all said that they knew about hot air balloons, so I handed over the maintenance work to them and sat aside with the baby in my arms to rest.
I reached out and touched the baby's face, the temperature was normal, there were no symptoms of hypothermia, the child was indeed not an ordinary person, although he smelled human, he was obviously an anomaly.
Not to mention the problem of eating and drinking, let's just say that if you freeze in the wild for three days in winter, who can stand it as a normal person?
After about ten minutes, the men said that the balloon was still working, that there was fuel in the gas canister, and that the flamethrower and the umbrella cover were fine.
Then the pilot's forced landing was not because the hot air balloon malfunctioned, and I slipped through this thought, and arranged for them to blow the balloon again, and asked the boy to pick up his sister.
The balloon is heated by heating the gas to fly, and the only thing that moves forward is the wind, so I have to wait until the wind changes direction before I can take off.
When there is a weather forecast, I think the forecast is inaccurate, but there is no weather forecast, and I feel particularly inconvenient.
When the robbers had finished the hot air balloon, the boy also picked up his sister, both of whom looked younger than their peers, and the girl was very timid and always shrunk behind her brother.
I don't think I'm a kind big sister, I don't speak so much softly to children, the little girl doesn't speak, and I don't take the initiative to chat with her.
"Okay, the wind has changed, I don't know how long it can last, let's go quickly, you two go up first." My teenager said to his sister.
The boy was stunned, looking at his expression, he didn't seem to expect me to take him, and after reacting, he jumped on the hanging basket like his butt was on fire, and pulled his sister tightly, not even having time to say words of thanks.
"You guys go back." I turned to the robbers.
A few of them ran away as if they had been pardoned, but instead of running in the direction of the gate, they ran to the store of the amusement park.
After this place was occupied by zombies, no one touched the original things, and there must have been sealed food and water in the commissary.
The boy sighed, and I looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
The boy said angrily, "If only I had gone to get some just now, I forgot, this pig's head!" ”
"Bear with me, I'll be at the place tomorrow morning, and I'll invite you to a big meal." I remembered the box of gold bars hidden in the small town, not to mention a big meal, it is estimated that I can change the villa.
In the last days, there are many dead people and few living people, and the house is not valuable, as long as people dare to live, they can live anywhere, especially the city of zombies.
I sat in the bassinet with the baby in my arms, and the teenager was in charge of the hot air balloon, and those guys weren't lying, they did know how to fly a hot air balloon.
The teenager said that those people were originally equipment maintenance workers at the amusement park, and on the day of the virus outbreak, they were resting and picked up their lives.
They taught the teenager how to use the hot air balloon, but due to time constraints, only the most basic operation methods were taught, and if everything went well, we could return to the town tomorrow morning.
If it doesn't go well...... It's just a matter of fate.
"Ah~" The baby was in my arms, smiling sweetly, he was born white and fat, his skin was as delicate as a boiled egg that had been peeled, I opened the small quilt and checked, there was nothing abnormal on his body.
"What do you live on without eating or drinking, huh?" I poked his head with my finger, and the more I looked, the more I felt that his outline was familiar, but he was too small, and his five views had not yet grown, and I couldn't remember who he looked like for a while.
"Sister, thank you, thank you for saving us, Duoduo, thank you sister." The boy greeted his sister and thanked him, and he could see that he was really relieved when the balloon lifted off and flew out of the range of the bandits' den.
"Thank you." Since the little girl entered the hanging basket, she shrunk into a ball and sat in the corner with her arms crossed, and when she heard the boy call her, she whispered thanks, but she did not raise her head, and always buried her face between her knees.
"Duoduo, what's wrong with you?" The teenager asked with concern.
I thought the girl was just shy and timid, so I didn't dare to raise my eyes to look at strangers, but looking at the young man's appearance, the girl didn't seem quite right.
"No, it's fine." The girl's voice lowered, and she tried her best to bury her face.
The boy was anxious and wanted to go over and take a closer look, the gondola of this hot air balloon was rectangular, and the space inside could hold about eight people, I sat at one end with the baby in my arms, the girl sat alone at the other end, and the boy just stood in the middle.
Seeing that the boy wanted to get close to the girl, I hurriedly stopped him and asked, "What happened when you came back just now?" ”
The young man's eyes flickered, obviously he didn't say anything about it, I lowered my face coldly, and said in a deep voice: "If you say it, she may still be saved, otherwise-"
"We met zombies, Duoduo her, she was caught." The young man said hurriedly: "She's not seriously injured, it's just a small scratch, really, she's fine!" ”
"She's going to mutate." I watched the girl's trembling body, the skin on the back of her hand had begun to change color, perhaps because the wound was very small, so it was only now that the disease occurred.
"No—" The boy was distraught, and he rushed over to hug the girl, but I grabbed him.
"I'll give you a choice, one is that both of you brothers and sisters will become zombies, and the other is that I will infect her again to see if I can fight poison with poison." Since I arrived in this plane, I haven't used my own blood, and if I awaken to a high-level zombie not because of Bai Junyang's blood, then my blood may not be useful to other infected people, but it is a hope, even if I fail, it will not become worse.
Because I haven't tried it, I didn't dare to pack a ticket, to give people hope, and to disappoint people is more cruel than never hope.
The young man only hesitated for a second, then nodded fiercely: "Please save her, she is my only relative." ”
"You concentrate on driving, don't let us fall." I walked around the boy, untied the rope around the hanging basket, and approached the shivering girl.
The girl suddenly raised her head, her pupils dilated, and the skin on her face turned grayish-white, she now lost her mind and jumped up to bite me.
I just took this opportunity to hold her and tie her with a rope, because she was thin and weak, otherwise I would have to use my ability to restrain her.
I pressed the girl's kicking leg and cut her wrist to feed her some blood, and the girl drank the blood and instantly fell silent.
Zombies should be more excited when they drink blood, I stared at the girl's 'well-behaved' face, and said to myself, does she still retain her pre-mutation temperament?