Abnormal survival: Transform into a weird girl

The two of them were so busy that they had to work together.

Tang Shiya stroked a faded photo with a nostalgic look on her face.

It was a family photo of three people.

A gentle and intellectual mother, a tall and strong father.

A gentle and reserved smile, a bold and sincere smile.

In between the two of them, there was a little girl.

She wore a white dress, tied two beautiful braids, squinted her beautiful eyes, and showed her white teeth.

"Okay, it's here... I'm so lucky."

Tang Shiya patted the dust off the photo and took it out of the broken frame.

"If this goes on for a few more years, I guess I won't even remember what Old Tang looks like..."

"Ahem... There's so much dust! Ahem."

Tang Shiya stood up, looked at the desolate residence, and then looked out the window on the twelfth floor.

Luckily...

The government liberated the dangerous area in the East District today, and Tang Shiya was fortunate to return to another home of her family.

"Oh my god, the bird's nest..."

"The sofa is full of mold."

"Uh..."

Tang Shiya pulled open the clothes that were almost covered with moss, and then pulled the dust towel around her neck.

"Mom's kitchen."

Across the living room, she stared at the dilapidated kitchen in a trance. The sink was filled with disgusting biological bacteria, and the old kitchen utensils had long been rusty. The windows that were broken by something could still feel a hint of cold wind from the upper floors.

The refrigerator smelled extremely stale, and a few pieces of dried meat that were so dry that they were almost unrecognizable lay quietly on the fence.

Tang Shiya wiped the dusty floor-length mirror in the living room and stared at the figure in the mirror in a trance.

It was a beautiful and heroic woman.

Short chestnut hair that reached her shoulders, a pair of painted goggles on her head, a pair of confused but clean eyes, and facial features that were a bit more sharp than those of an adult.

A worn scavenger jacket and denim lining wrapped around her slender body, a cape and climbing boots, a gun and a meat cleaver...

"What kind of outfit is this..."

Tang Shiya stared at the woman in the mirror in a trance, her slender fingers under the gloves pressed against the mirror.

How did the girl who loved dressing up and cherished her hair become like this?

Tang Shiya's eyes were slightly moist, but she soon regained her composure.

"Huhu... I'm an adult."

She continued to explore this safest place in her memory.

When the disaster struck, she was only sixteen years old...

Tang Shiya will never forget how her father killed his way to the school full of aliens.

Old Tang held a shovel and kicked away the alien that was about to break through the classroom defense line. A group of parents covered in blood rushed into the classroom.

Crying, shouting, comforting...

Old Tang hugged her body like a madman, and didn't even notice that his blood was all over his daughter's school uniform.

For the first time, Tang Shiya saw the tyrannical side of her father, who was gentle to others and looked like a senior intellectual with glasses.

He was like a hedgehog, wrapping Shiya with the softest heart and piercing the throat of the alien with the sharpest thorn.

Her father broke through the encirclement with slashing and killing all the way, and he took Shiya away from the school where he used to teach and educate people.

Tang Shiya had forgotten a little...

That day was her birthday, and her mother had promised to go home and give her a surprise.

"Damn aliens, damn disasters..."

"I will hate you forever..."

Tang Shiya took away all the memories she could take away.

There was a bracelet her father bought for her mother, two bottles of good wine her father had bought himself, a pen she liked when she was a child, and a collar that a dog who died in another home liked.

There were some faded photos and a computer that she didn't know if it could still be turned on.

She packed a large backpack and lifted the heavy backpack easily.

Finally, she looked at the bird's nest built on the windowsill of her home.

There were three dry and small baby bird corpses, and their open mouths could be vaguely seen.

Another family was destroyed.

But Shiya was lucky...

She was the last spark of the Tang family, and she was the last witness of the family.

Just like the power of strong luck to reverse fate, Tang Shiya was lucky from beginning to end...

A young girl who huddled together with her uncle for warmth and lived alone through the darkest years.

"Come back and see if you have time... I guess

This building is not worth repairing."

She closed the door, lowered her eyes, and slowly left the ruined house.

The corridors of the past were full of dried dark red blood, garbage, dust, and the dried corpses of the dead aliens.

The dark and depressing environment...

Tang Shiya turned on the light source in front of her chest and pulled down the goggles on her head.

The elevator had been broken for a long time, and the circuit was seriously aged. Even if it was connected to the Ministry of Water Resources and Electric Power, this place was not worth repairing.

The corridors were full of dried corpses and dust.

The sound of vague conversations and smashing things could be heard from the upper floors.

"What kind of coward is this? Why are you acting as an explorer here now? "

Tang Shiya kicked down a twisted mummy that was blocking the road, and crushed the mummy's twisted head and brittle bones with her solid boots. The terrifying force even made the floor tremble for a moment.

"I will live to the last moment, live meaningfully..."

The phone rang.

A gentle voice came.

"Shiya, uncle has nothing to do today, take you to have a good meal."

"Today we discussed a new project, and your uncle is also going to start a new real estate, hahaha! !"

Tang Shiya laughed.

"Wow, you are really versatile, and you are entering a new field again? ”

“You can’t say that. We are building a new house, and we are aiming for a high-end occupancy…”

Tang Shiya left with a smile.

Fortunately, she still has an uncle who is like a father to her.

“If I’m not here, will Qin Yue miss me so much that she can’t sleep…”

…

…

“I can’t sleep…”

Qin Yue was lying on the sofa, her hair loose, wearing a fluffy warm outfit, and covered with a blanket.

The girl touched the “cute” cat Dali Zeng whose head popped out from under the blanket, and stared at the light outside the window in a trance.

“My schedule is messed up… I feel uncomfortable.”

Qin Yue lowered her eyes, and her slender white fingers gently pressed on Dali Zeng’s head. Her unnatural and cold fingers immediately sank into the cat’s head, and wrapped in dense hair and eyeballs, Qin Yue felt a comfortable warmth.

A subtle smile appeared on the girl’s delicate cheek.

“What a good cat.” "

Qin Yue's non-human family...

"I'll reward you with a little one."

Da Li Zeng blinked his eyes happily... and then looked at the plants that were gradually twisting in the corner.