Long Yuehong was startled and instinctively grabbed the "Berserker" assault rifle next to her and jumped up.

Just as he was hesitating whether to throw away the lunch box held by his other hand, Jiang Baimian looked around calmly:

"Nothing happens..."

She then smiled at Long Yuehong:

"Don't be nervous, isn't this really getting close yet?

"Sit down, sit down, and wait until the cans are hot and you can eat it."

While speaking, she patted the grenade gun nicknamed "Tyrant" next to her.

On the other side of the bonfire, Bai Chen observed carefully for a while and then turned his attention back to the food.

"But, the team leader, there are things coming close to us! Aren't you worried about being attacked suddenly?" Long Yuehong couldn't understand Jiang Baimian's attitude.

Jiang Baimian stared at the cans that had been opened long ago and said:

"Isn't this a situation where Shang Jianyao is wary of this?

"If that thing doesn't get close, will we not eat and wait for it here? If we really want to be hungry and exhausted, it will affect our performance."

She gradually smiled:

"Anyway, as long as the sky has not yet collapsed, it will not affect our filling our stomachs."

Long Yuehong sat down suspiciously, looking up at Shang Jianyao from time to time, afraid that he would make mistakes and fail to find an enemy that had entered the dangerous range.

As the flames swayed, the juice in the can melted, and the indescribable fragrance continued to spread around.

This is the taste of pork, soybeans, salt and spices mixed through complex processes, making everyone present feel as if they stretched out a hand in their stomachs, uncontrollably drilling through their throats and reaching their mouths.

"Okay." Jiang Baimian smiled sincerely.

At this moment, at the top of the collapsed building complex, a dark shadow pounced on the place where green vines were wrapped around, and headed straight for Long Yuehong by the bonfire.

As the fire was shaking, Shang Jianyao and others finally saw clearly the black shadow:

She is a female human, with ragged clothes, revealing her dense and dirty skin. Her hair hangs down in a mess, greasy and condenses into a circle after another.

Her nails were long and pointed, and they were shining with cold light. Her eyes were covered with blood and were covered with turbidity, like a wild beast.

Her body was bent at a very fast speed, just like a monkey swaying over with a vine.

Bang!

Shang Jianyao just raised the assault rifle in his hand when he heard a gunshot.

Clang! The incoming black shadow fell heavily to the ground.

Her face was facing upward, and an exaggerated, ferocious blood hole appeared on her left chest to her shoulders, and she could not find the perfect spot.

After twitching twice, this female human lost her life.

Jiang Baimian took back the "United 202" pistol and said calmly:

“A ‘unintentional’.”

"The Unintentional One"... Long Yuehong looked at the corpse in surprise and curiosity.

This is a noun that everyone who studies the history of gray soil cannot bypass, and it is also a matter described in the internal textbooks of "Pangu Biology".

"The unintentional person" is also called "The unintentional person", which refers to humans suffering from "The unintentional disease" - this disease is also called "beast-turning disease" and "ancestral rebirth disease", which means that the sick humans will lose all their reason, thoughts, and feelings, and become creatures similar to wild animals, leaving only the instinct of predation, the instinct of existence, and the instinct of using simple tools.

They cannot communicate and will actively attack normal humans and regard the other party as prey.

"Insincere disease" first appeared when the old world was destroyed. Humans in one city and one city became "unintentional" in a very short time, and more unprepared people died at the hands of "unintentional people".

Since the "unintentional" need to eat to survive, like real wild beasts, after the human order collapsed and the great famine came, they who consumed all the "food stored in the city" quickly died in large quantities, leaving only less than one percent of the original number.

According to many historical researchers on the gray soil, in addition to hunting humans, "unintentional people" will also prey on wild animals, dig tree roots, pick fruits, catch mutated and unmutated mice to eat. When they are hungry, they will attack each other.

Such "recipes" and living environment allow "unintentional people" to rarely live beyond thirty years old, but they have the instinct to reproduce and have a large number of offspring.

The "unintentional" after the first generation will have a little more wisdom and have stronger hunting ability.

Logically speaking, when humans restore a certain order and master sufficient firepower, it is not too difficult to deal with the "intentional people" who are closer to wild beasts, but this is not the case.

On the one hand, although the "unintentional" does not know how to dismantle and maintain weapons, they will use it, just like having the instinct in this regard - the more far away from the first generation of "unintentional", the stronger the instinct in this regard. Moreover, the "unintentional" has the essence of humanity, and will be polluted and distorted. This not only causes a large number of "unintentional" to die in pain, but also creates a group of top hunters.

Of course, no matter how good the "unintentional" is at the use of weapons, does not know how to scientific research, organize production, or maintain, they cannot cause too much trouble even if they become top hunters in front of the fire-heavy human army. After all, humans have mastered the technology of "inducing mutations and genetic transformation". Even if they are not so mature and have a low success rate, they can crush the "unintentional" who is willing to eat according to the weather.

On the other hand, humans have never found the pathogenesis and transmission rules of "heartless disease" and do not know how to prevent this disease. This has led to soldiers unwilling to go to areas where "heartless" gather, fearing to be infected. Therefore, after removing the "heartless" around them, major forces are unwilling to deal with those entrenched in the ruins of old world cities.

To this day, "heartless disease" is still a shadow over human heads.

Because even if you have never directly contacted the "unintentional person" and live well in the settlement, you may lose your rationality and wisdom and become a "wild beast" after a moment of sleep.

Their relatives and friends were completely fine and showed no signs of infection - this was the conclusion drawn after long-term isolation observation.

In the early years, a senior executive of a large-scale force who was extremely afraid of "heartlessness" sleeps in isolation rooms and wears gas masks and chemical protective clothing when entering and leaving. As a result, he became a "heartless person" one day.

Fortunately, since the New Calendar, the average incidence of "heart-free disease" has not been too high, otherwise humans might have collapsed.

The tragic situation of the corpse made Long Yuehong, who saw a similar picture for the first time, feel sore in her throat. She subconsciously twisted her head and didn't dare to look again.

"It seems to be the first generation." Bai Chen recalled just now and made a judgment.

"From the degree of the clothes being torn, the disease is no more than one year." Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, "Do you need me to tell you about the knowledge of "unintentional people"?"

Shang Jianyao did not answer and suddenly spoke:

"This is not the dark shadow I just saw.

"That black shadow is a little shorter."

Jiang Baimian nodded gently and said:

"You two search for the corpse to see if there are any valuable items, and then carry the corpse outside and buried it, and do not leave the place illuminated by the fire."

She thought about it, walked to the jeep, took out four black things, and threw them to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong one:

"The walkie-talkie has an effective range of two kilometers, and the open area will be further away.

"I'm notifying me immediately if there is any situation. You should know how to use it, right?"

"I can practice." Shang Jianyao answered the question inappropriately.

He and Long Yuehong both graduated from the Department of Electronics at the University.

Long Yuehong hung up the walkie-talkie and walked hesitantly to the body of the "intentional person".

The smell of blood mixed with an indescribable stench swelled upwards, causing Long Yuehong, who was timid and afraid to look at the corpse, almost vomited out.

Shang Jianyao walked over, took the initiative to search, and then stood on the head of the body, which was the side where there was a gunshot wound.

"Do you need me to recite it?" he said to Long Yuehong.

"Uh..." Long Yuehong wanted to say that it was not good to let Shang Jianyao carry the corpse himself.

"I mean, do you need me to carry you?" Shang Jianyao explained without an expression.

Long Yuehong laughed dryly:

"No, no."

He bent down and grabbed the corpse's feet.

Shang Jianyao put his arms through the armpit of the unintentional person.

Blood dripped and the two carried the corpse out of the open space, dug a hole on the edge of the fire, buried the body in.

This somewhat affected Long Yuehong's appetite, which made him eat only one compressed biscuit and half a canned soybean roast pork.

It was getting darker and darker. Jiang Baimian was about to arrange the nighttime order tonight when a roar suddenly came from a distance:

"Aowoo!"

The sound resounded through the sky, dull and desolate, like a nightmare at night.

As soon as it fell, the roars rang out in different parts of the swamp, echoing endlessly.

Long Yuehong felt so upset when she heard this, she couldn't help but ask:

"Is this a pack of wolves?"

"Have you seen wolves distributed in different places?" Jiang Baimian laughed.

"Is it common for this kind of swamp to be filled with wild beasts roaring everywhere?" Long Yuehong asked nervously.

Jiang Baimian shook his head, his smile remained unchanged:

“Uncommon.”

"What should I do?" Long Yuehong blurted out.

Jiang Baimian glanced at him with a funny look:

"This is indeed something unusual, indicating that something might have happened in the depths of the swamp.

"But look at the general area, direction, and our route, the destination has no intersection at all, so don't worry about it."

"No need to worry?" Long Yuehong looked at Shang Jianyao next to her and found that he was not afraid at all.
To be continued...