There are more and more people getting up early in the building.

Perhaps because of the experience of being hungry, they still value breakfast very much. Just as Su Hao was talking to the middle-aged man, two other men and women also walked into the hall.

They are not lovers, they are just living in the next room. Both of them are in their forties. The man has a bit arrogant expression, with a belly that is arrogant, and his forehead is very bright. The woman looks ordinary and is not fat, but her waist is full of fat like a lifebuoy. They glanced at the dining table, did not say hello to anyone, walked to the big bucket beside the wall, lifted the lid, and did not find the food she expected.

"Why is it empty?"

The fat man walked over, frowned and looked at the table, looked around the crowd, and asked in the official's unique tone: "Why is there no breakfast? Who is responsible here?"

Su Hao glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to have questions and answers with the middle-aged man.

"Do you think someone will come to save us?"

"There must be. The government cannot give up such a big city."

"You said just now that this is a very contagious disease. Haven't you ever thought that this place has been blocked? No one is allowed to enter or exit?"

"It's possible. But there should always be rescue troops carrying food and medicine in. This is not Chernobyl, the virus is not nuclear pollution, they cannot, and there is no reason to abandon us. You must know that there are millions of residents in this city."

"If there was rescue, it would have been here long ago. After so long, have you never doubted it? If it weren't a disease, it was a war?"

"It is impossible for any war to break out. The world will only tend toward peace in the future, and any country that launches war will be condemned and besieged. Haha, this kind of thing will not happen, at least not in our generation..."

The middle-aged man is very talkative, and Su Hao gradually understands where the stubborn thoughts come from from the other party's words.

They were locked up in the bath center for a long time.

To be precise, it should be three weeks and four days.

They knew from the guards that there was a riot outside, but they didn't know that the whole world was no longer what they imagined.

They were lucky enough to be isolated from the world and were lucky enough to be rescued. For zombies, the concept of consciousness still stayed at the moment when the virus broke out. In addition to the inertial thinking unique to humans in the civilized era, thinking about problems from the perspective of national order... It is normal and not surprising.

Of course, not everyone will have the same consciousness. Some people must think that something is wrong and think that something is wrong in the outside world. It is difficult for them to believe it, and they instinctively deny the result of this thinking. In addition to the words and conversations from others... In a closed small circle, it is easy for everyone to reach a consensus on the development of events and their cognition.

To put it bluntly, this is actually the subconscious refusal to recognize reality and anesthetize all idealized self-anstheses.

Su Hao looked at the confident middle-aged man calmly, his eyes full of pity.

Not only him, but the other core members of the team also focused their attention on middle-aged people. There were indifference, ridicule, ridicule, and dullness, emotion, and sorrow...

"Hey! I'll ask you guys! Who is responsible here?"

The fat man standing aside was very dissatisfied with the situation of being neglected by him. He waved his palms angrily and slapped the table, repeatedly reiterating the questions he had asked before but no one answered them.

“Why is there no breakfast?”

Su Hao reached out to stop Du Tianhao who wanted to beat him up, stared at the fat man for a few seconds, and said lightly: "If you want to eat, do it yourself."

This lukewarm statement made the fat man choke. He suppressed his anger and slightly eased the tense expression on his face. He said earnestly and threateningly: "Young people, now a society ruled by law. Don't think that saving a few people is a great contribution. Volunteers, which sound nice, are actually to add an extra record on their resume, which looks eye-catching, and it is easier to find a job and distribute. Hum! Don't use words like "self-sacrifice" to distribute me. This place does not belong to you, and the supplies here are also publicly owned. I don't want to make any comments on you, but since you have come and have done some things, you should continue to do it and do it well."

Maybe Du Tianhao's fierce and cold eyes made him feel threatened. The fat man swallowed his saliva hard, his expression became slightly gentle, and his tone of speaking had more kindness, and his words became more righteous and more righteous: "You rescued us from the hands of those thugs. This is right and worthy of praise. But you are not policemen or government personnel after all. I understand the burnout and coldness of the same things. You are very tired, and we can discuss, arrange some things and make more reasonable plans. I will write you a thank you letter with a good evaluation. But now, you must finish what you have done."

All the core members of the team, including Su Hao, were surprised. They looked at each other and did not expect the fat man to say such a thing.

A hint of confusion flashed through Liao Qiu's pupils: "What do you want to tell us? Why do I feel like I don't understand anything?"

The smile on the fat man's face froze instantly. He twitched the corners of his mouth, completely giving up his kind patience, and involuntarily raised his voice: "This is a large-scale disaster caused by the infectious virus. As a volunteer, he is unwilling to provide help, so what are you doing here? I said that this building does not belong to you, and the supplies here are also national property. If you refuse to provide services to the people in the disaster area, please leave-----"

Du Tianhao's eyes suddenly became cold and fierce. He grabbed the automatic rifle leaning against his feet, stood up from the chair with a "swoosh", pointed the muzzle at the fat man's belly, and pressed it hard.

"What do you want to do? I want to sue you! You, you cannot...you have no right to do this----"

The fat man howled like a pig, took a few steps back, and didn't notice a piece of oil on his feet and slipped heavily.

Su Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, sighed, patted Du Tianhao's shoulders with a furious face, walked to him, pressed the muzzle down, squatted down, stared at the fat man with a frightened face, and asked coldly: "Where are you living?"

This sentence was asked suddenly, and the fat man looked at him for no reason, without saying anything, and could not react.

Su Hao frowned slightly, and he pulled out the M500 from the gun holster, and the thick muzzle directly hit the other party's forehead, repeating the question just now: "Where do you live?"

A dense cold sweat oozed out of the fat man's face. He looked at Su Hao in horror and anger, then turned his eyes to look around, and found that more than a dozen people had already come down from the building, walked into the hall, stood by and watched in shock and fear, but no one came to stop him or say a few good things to him.

He felt the coldness of the metal ring on his forehead, which was very hard, making his skin feel a little painful. This reminded the fat man of a terrible experience of being beaten by a thug in a bath center a few weeks ago, lying on the ground screaming and howling.

“No. 363, Yanjiang West Road, Yayunkang Park, Building 3, Fourth Floor, Building B.”

He looked at the gun in Su Hao's hand tremblingly, especially the finger holding the trigger. The fat man suddenly realized that these people who saved him were not as easy to talk as they imagined, nor were they as good as they thought they should be. They might be more terrifying and fierce than the thugs before. Volunteers... Are they really volunteers?

"You're right, this house belongs to the state property, not your home."

Su Hao's voice was very dull: "So, you shouldn't be here. Get out now! Go where you should go and go back to your own home."

The fat man's face suddenly turned pale. He shook his throat hard, his body shrank back in fear, and almost cried out: "No, I won't go out. You can't do this, you can't..."

A cold light flashed in Su Hao's eyes: "Why not?"

"There are monsters everywhere outside."

The fat man was trembling all over, and the crotch between his legs was wet: "They... they will eat me."

"Oh! So you know everything."

Su Hao shook his head in surprise. He stretched out his left hand, maliciously grabbed the fat man's face, patted him again, and said coldly: "But you have made two mistakes. First: We are not volunteers. Second: This is my territory, I have the final say on what to do and what to do. Since you think it is very restrained here, I won't be difficult for you. Look! The door is there, just walk out."

As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed to the end of the corridor.

"No...I won't leave! I won't leave———"

The fat man screamed, suddenly got up from the ground, ran to the dining table quickly, and hugged the table legs tightly. It seemed that this was stronger, stable and reliable than anything else.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Su Hao's mouth. He raised his devilish hand and pointed at the fat man who was shrinking into a ball. Du Tianhao strode over knowingly and grabbed the guy who was once arrogant but now almost scared. The threat of death caused the fat man to burst out with unimaginable strength. He hugged the table legs, as if he was welded on it and could not be pulled away at all. This silly and deflated Du Tianhao suddenly became angry. He roared and pulled the fat man's two fingers and broke them hard towards the back of his hand. With the harsh "click" sound, the poor fingers collapsed loosely. The unimaginable severe pain made its owner scream like a ghost, immediately let go of his hands, covered his wound and rolled on the ground.

Du Tianhao bent down and grabbed the fat man's right foot, carried it high, and dragged it out of the hall.

The crowd standing around immediately dodged the road and avoided the tall and rude man who seemed to be emitting a plague all over his body. He sneered "hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

There was a dead silence in the building.

The open space between the hall and the stairs was full of people, and all the doors on the upper floor were open. Many people poked their heads out from above the floor and watched the scene with their breath. No one spoke, no one was as noisy as they were at dinner last year, and no one raised objections to this.

Although, many people released sparks of indignation in their eyes. They clenched their fists, their teeth clenched and their tight skin and muscles on their faces showed that they were trying to control their anger.

Su Hao turned around and found that the middle-aged man who had talked to him had a pale face, cold sweat soaked his clothes, and his legs were shaking unconsciously.

"I don't like to solve problems in violent ways. But for those who are stubborn, this is the easiest and most effective way."

The cold eyes slowly swept through everyone, and Su Hao's voice was still calm: "Now, you have an hour to pack up and clean the room. I hope this place will become clean, like a place where people live, not a pig's nest full of garbage. I don't care what you have ever had and how noble your identity is. As long as you are here, you must obey my orders and obey my arrangements. You'd better remember every word I said, because I won't repeat it again, and I don't have the patience to tolerate who makes the same mistakes. Of course, if you think this is an insult to the so-called freedom, you can leave now."

"Bang!Bang bang————”

The fat man was smashing the door, and there were also begging crying and shouting.

The angry crowd remained silent, and the people on the balcony shrank their heads back, and the sound of rapid and panic footsteps soon came from the room.

No one went to open the door, and the crowds in the hall gradually became sparse. Some people on the stairs were whispering, and from time to time they could hear words like "crazy", "robber", "murderer". Some people also picked up the steel bars and sticks at the corner of the corridor and quietly carried them on their bodies.

“It was a mistake to rescue them.”

Lao Song looked at the crowd that disappeared at the end of the stairs and said in a dry voice: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that someone was holding this idea. Don't they understand that this world is no longer what it used to be?"

Xinyan said with a serious expression: "They have been locked up for a long time and have no idea what is happening outside. How much... is understandable."

Han Jing nodded: "They should understand the truth."

..

It was almost noon, and two heavy trucks drove out from the bottom of the small building in sequence, heading out of the city.

The open carriage was filled with people, sitting or standing, silently looking at the core members of the fully armed team standing in the innermost part of the carriage with cold and hostile eyes.

Tao Yuan and Lao Song were driving, while Su Hao and Du Tianhao were guarding the people in their carriages respectively. This posture was not so much protection as supervision. People were unwilling to approach them, but just gathered on both sides of the carriages, watching the scenery constantly sweeping back silently and blankly.

The convoy quickly drove to the intersection adjacent to the south ring road. Several cars that had been destroyed and burned out of recognition were placed on the road. A few dozen meters away, you can see charred human remains, broken limbs and tattered clothes on the fallen driver's seat were everywhere. More than a dozen zombies were looking for food between abandoned vehicles, and the roar of the truck's engine attracted their attention. So, they slowly approached and surrounded. Just as the rescued people in the car kept screaming and screaming, the wheels had slowly turned and drove onto the highway from the reverse direction.

The sun was dazzling and the hot weather made people drowsy. People felt tired, but no one dared to close their eyelids. They still looked at Su Hao and Du Tianhao with alert eyes, and gradually turned their eyes to the familiar and unfamiliar world outside the car.

The road leading out of the city was blocked by vehicles, and the long traffic was endless. Corpse or zombies kept entering the sight. At first, the hideous human-eating creatures could still cause waves of fear and screams. After seeing too much, the fear became weaker and even numb. Some people also counted the remains of the dead along the way, one, two, and three... This number quickly exceeded a thousand and became chaotic, and even the counter himself was afraid. He simply turned around, leaned against the cabin baffle, held his head with both hands, and inserted his ten fingers into his hair, crying in despair.

Su Hao never said a word from beginning to end.

Rather than explaining, let these people see the outside world in person. The wreckage and corpses are the best evidence and cannot be faked. Tens of thousands of cars blocking the road are more spectacular than any scenery. They can see the deceased deceased on the road, the heads gnawed off human bodies, the legs and feet that are abandoned like garbage, the arms of maggots and flies, and are crept around by mosquito larvae, nurturing countless blood-sucking insects.

More than ten minutes later, the convoy had already driven out of the urban area. The landscape on both sides turned into undulating hills. It was not very high, and there were flat fields. The vegetation was dense, and artificially planted street trees and shrubs grew lushly. Occasionally, a few ragged zombies would jump out on the side of the road, swaying at the truck. Some mutant creatures, who were fearless, walked to the middle of the road and were knocked away by the speeding truck.

Su Hao leaned against the cabin baffle, smoking silently, and shaking as the vehicle moved.

Most people have sat down or sag next to the baffle. Their faces are ashes, their eyes are empty and blind. They are shaking, but the amplitude is not obvious because the car body is shaking. Many people are gasping heavily, their faces seem to be crying, and they seem to be laughing. There are slight whimpers in the car, and they cannot tell the specific source of the sound. They are heavy, dense, and heart-shaking.

The truck turned at a fork, drove off the road, drove along the abandoned path for nearly ten minutes, and stopped by a field full of crops.

This is a wheat field. The wheat is slightly yellow and will mature in a few months. The rolling airflow brings the fragrance of the leaves and dispels some of the unbearable heat.
Chapter completed!