A Son-in-law in Doomsday

The lounge was very small. There were two upper and lower bunks in the room, allowing four people to sleep inside.

Taking off his backpack and placing it on the bed, Yang Mu lay down on the bed and lit a cigarette.

He wasn't a smoker, just wanted to smoke sometimes.

The first cigarette was eleven years old, and he picked it up as it fell from the pack to the floor.

At that time, he didn't want to smoke, but the day before, he picked up a lighter …

Recalling this matter, Yang Mu had the nagging feeling that he only wanted to test out whether the lighter was useful or not and not to smoke.

Was it a crime of smoke or a crime of fire? This was truly not easy to investigate.

Flying moths to fire is the confession of love, and cigarette butts to fire is another kind of complex mood, full of human taste.

Chu Hong came in from the outside with a frown. He used his hand to blow the wind in front of his nose and looked at Yang Mu with a puzzled expression.

"You're still smoking, why didn't I know?"

"You don't know too much, what are you going to say outside?"

"Those people are in the control room, talking to the people at their headquarters. Headquarters' goal is to clear out all the zombies. They will need to gather more military supplies and soldiers to prepare for the massacre. With this many zombies in the quarantine, I don't know how many days it will take to kill them all. "

"If I want to kill them, I can definitely kill them all. I'm afraid, I'm afraid …"

"What?"

"A group of soldiers have gathered together. If there is someone who turned into a corpse … Forget it, my mouth is a bit more unlucky, so let's not talk about this. "

Chu Hong played with her fingers as she stared at Yang Mu. After a long while, she finally spoke.

"Now that we're trapped, I don't think there's much to eat from the soldiers."

"They are here on a mission and want to quickly take the target out with them. They have a lot of weapons and ammunition with them, and those are their henchmen. How could the soldiers give up on these? They would rather not have any food."

"Then shall we share our food with the soldiers?"

Yang Mu did not say anything. He knew that he had to take out the final outcome, unless he had thoughts of killing these seven weapons.

Ye Zichen let out a sigh, snuffed the cigarette, and took out some food from his backpack to eat.

He ate until he choked, then took out a bottle of water and gulped it down.

Chu Hong also brought food. It wasn't much, there were too many that she couldn't handle.

Picking up an egg yolk pie to eat, Chu Hong couldn't even remember where she picked it up. In the past, she had never eaten this kind of sweet food before.

Just by eating one, he would be full. Following Yang Mu's example, he took out a bottle of water and only took a sip.

The water was too heavy, and Chu Hong rarely carried it on his back, it was only one bottle.

She felt that she had to save some money. Judging from Yang Mu's stingy attitude, it would be difficult for her to get food from him.

Chu Hong didn't notice that there was actually a tap in the dining room.

Three hours later, the bad news arrived.

The four thousand man army was two kilometers away from the quarantine area, and there was a sudden large scale zombie mutation.

It wasn't that they were bitten by zombies, but rather, half of the group turned into zombies. No one knew the reason why.

After that, the human soldiers began fighting with the zombies.

The zombie didn't matter, it had already lost its soul.

If a human soldier wanted to personally kill his most intimate comrade, that kind of feeling didn't need to be described in detail.

One hesitation could cost a lot of people their lives and create more zombies.

The plan failed, and people were even more afraid of the existence of zombies.

The highest order was to mobilize all surrounding resources and build a fifty meter high, five meter thick wall in the isolation zone within a day.

In fact, they wanted to replace the wall that was only five meters tall. The higher ups thought that it was not safe.

The wall was five meters thick, which was the same as building a tunnel, with weapons installed on it to deal with zombies.

This was the order. The question of whether or not they could carry it out was obviously up to the people below.

The quarantine was truly going to be isolated.

Scientists rushed to Hanning to hold a seminar on the way of spreading the zombie virus.

No one will enter the virus isolation zone again until the results are out.

All the government can do is to use people. The plane means to drop food, let all survivors continue to hide at home, waiting for rescue.

Because of the existence of the zombie bird, it was very difficult for food to be directly delivered to the survivors, but it was still better than nothing.

Yang Mu felt a headache when he saw this news.

[You bastard. I am just the type to be sad at the end of my life.]

He originally thought that he would be able to escape, but it was great now. If he couldn't escape, then he would enter a land of death. He wouldn't even be able to obtain an airlift.

Because she was depressed and didn't want to say anything, she met up with Chu Hong quietly for another hour. Then, Xiang Ru called everyone to the cafeteria for a small meeting.

"We are all armed and we have nothing to eat. Being trapped right now, we have yet to come up with a plan to save us, but rest assured, they will not give up! The problem now is that we're trapped here and don't have any food, so I hope that everyone can take out all of the food and split it into groups. We can have a smaller portion, and we all have long term endurance training.

The corner of Yang Mu's mouth curved into a sneer when he heard that.

Starving endurance training?

That year, in order to avoid the traffickers that were chasing him, he hid in a cave and didn't eat for ten days and ten nights, only drinking dew.

He knew the feeling of hunger, and he had touched the threshold of dying of hunger, and if it was endurance, he feared no one.

Everyone on Yang Mu's side looked at Yang Mu. Not everyone was willing to take the initiative to offer food.

If Liu Dongfeng was here, he might be the leader. However, since he was dead, what Yang Mu said was the final word.

Yang Mu looked at Xiang Ru, who was also staring at Yang Mu with her beautiful eyes.

Sighing, Yang Mu said:

"When your brother died, he said that he and I might become close friends. I've never had a confidant in my life, and it's rare for him to think so highly of me. For his sake, I can distribute the food, but to make it clear, we will split the food into six portions, while you will split into four portions. The food would last two days at the most, and in two days we would be starving. At that time, no one will have the obligation to take out the remaining food in their hands, right? "

After frowning for a moment, Ru Yue slowly nodded her head.

"Therefore, this is the only distribution of food. If you finish eating all of your food, you can leave the rest of the day to fate."

"Alright, that's what I'll say."

Xiang Ru didn't waste any time, and so did Yang Mu.

He knew he was at a disadvantage, but there was no helping it, he wasn't the one who kept his word here.

He could only sacrifice a portion of his resources to get the word 'reason'.

When everyone took out all of the food, everyone's attention was once again focused on Yang Mu.

He brought so much food.

Xiang Ru was very surprised. She thought to herself that all these things added together would probably weigh at least 20 pounds. She didn't expect him to be so strong, yet he didn't look tired at all after carrying so many things.

Everyone was not in a good mood, so no one said anything. Xiang Ru retracted her thoughts from Yang Mu and distributed the food.

It was still fair that the food should be divided into two piles, the smallest one would be taken by Zhan Hu's men, and the rest would be distributed by Yang Mu's head.

The lesser demons were also given food, but Yang Mu didn't know if she was willing to eat them.

If she still preferred to eat meat, it would still be a big problem. In this sealed off space, there was no zombie meat for her to eat.

The total number of rooms in these three rooms was probably less than a hundred square meters.

It's not open yet, and there's very little in the house.

There were two bunk beds in the lounge, with a thin mattress on the top and bottom. There were no pillows or quilts.

There was only one long table in the dining room, and the chairs had not been brought in yet.

The control room had two chairs, but apart from those, there was only a row of computer screens. The situation outside could be seen.

Yang Mu had eight people on his side.

Butterfly, Gu Da Sen, Wang Liang, Little Demon, Song Ren, Chu Hong, Ye Lianli and Yang Mu themselves.

Xiang Ru decided that the special forces would go to the control room.

From the lounge, he brought out a double bed and placed it in the monitoring room, as the place where the special forces would take turns lying down.

Yang Mu's team requested a resting room.

Use the dining room as a public space.

Of course Yang Mu agreed. He didn't say anything unnecessary and brought his leftover food back to the lounge. After a short pause, he chose to lie down on the top bunk.

If he could touch the ceiling, it could be considered a way out. He could go up to the mezzanine. If he encountered any mishaps, there would at least be room for a detour.

Just like that, an unexpected cohabitation began. Yang Mu didn't pay attention to anyone else as he lay there and took out Wang Liang's phone to fiddle with it. He stared blankly at the screenshot of Jiang Chong Yuan.

Actually, what made Yang Mu distracted wasn't Jiang Yuanyuan herself, but the other photo that was placed on the desk in the background.

It was a picture of her and an old man. At the beginning, she didn't pay much attention to it, but after looking at it for a long time, she realized that he knew this man.

He was the man who carried Yang Mu out of his house. Yang Mu was only three years old at the time!

He had forgotten the details, the location of his hometown, but he could not forget the face of the trafficker he had known for years.

Yang Mu escaped from the traffickers' gang and wandered to Hanning.

From the looks of it, this place might not be his hometown after all, but rather the home of those traffickers.

That man stole him and took him to Hanning, where he lived for a few months before going out of the country.

At that time, he was in the same grade as when he could remember memories, so he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this city.

Actually, Yang Mu had also thought of Jiang Yuanyuan.

The man kept him in a cellar and didn't eat for two days and nights.

In the darkness, he could only keep his head up, looking at the light coming from the top of the fence.

The little girl wasn't wearing any pants, only a small red apron. She was probably the same age as Yang Mu.

She stood on it, eating steamed buns and biting her finger.

The two of them looked at each other for a while. Jing grabbed a piece of steamed bun and threw it into the gap between the fences.

Yang Mu quickly searched in the darkness, and finally found that piece of steamed bun in the muddy sewage. He placed it in his mouth, and furiously swallowed it.

The little girl squatted down and smiled sweetly at Yang Mu, who was eating.

She was too young to know that the creature in the cellar was a boy, and she couldn't tell the difference between a boy and a puppy.

She just wanted to share her food, so she grabbed another large piece of steamed bun and threw it into the mud of the cellar …