Chapter 80 Jingyuan and Survivors

The cold wind howled, carrying snowflakes and smashing them over my head and face.

Jingyuan put on his goggles, tightened the zipper of his down jacket, and stuffed his hat tightly, like a big rice dumpling.

He threw those cold hot water bottles into the basket of his bicycle. He hasn't lost any blood yet, but he will soon.

Although his body temperature was very low, it was at least not zero. It was probably around ten or twenty degrees.

Hypothermia is also a problem for him. Water at 0 degrees will freeze. He also has blood flowing in his body, with a water content of more than 90%, so he will inevitably be affected by the severe cold.

Cold is a problem for most living things, but heat is not so difficult to accept. For example, near the equator, although it receives direct sunlight all year round, there are abundant plants and animals, while at the extreme there is only white snow.

Humans are also more adaptable to heat than cold. Usually people can move freely on hot days. It is rare to hear of people dying of heat in Africa, but freezing to death due to hypothermia is common in extremely cold areas.

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Jingyuan could only wrap these thick clothes as tightly as possible to prevent the loss of temperature.

But its current heat production efficiency seems to be extremely low. If there is no external heat source, it will soon be affected by low temperature.

He had tested before. Wearing a down jacket and without a hot water bottle, he could only perform normal activities for up to an hour in a sub-zero environment.

After one hour, he will lose one health point every ten minutes. In the third hour, he will lose two health points every ten minutes. At the same time, he will feel very sleepy. If he sits down and stops moving, he will lose health.

The speed will slow down, but I will feel very sleepy.

Probably when he falls asleep, all the body's functions will stop and enter a state of dormancy to resist the harm of the cold. Just like at low temperatures, the activity and reproduction of bacteria and microorganisms will be greatly reduced.

, the mold in his body will also be disturbed by low temperature.

Turn on the flashlight and take a look at the mechanical watch on your wrist. At 7:55 pm, before 10 o'clock, you must light a fire to warm it up for a while to ensure your mental state.

Stepping between the rubble and broken cement, he vaguely saw fire and black smoke.

It's not an illusion, there are flames burning behind a steel factory.

He heard commotion, gunshots, and the very loud roar of an engine starting.

He quickly ran towards the sound and fire, but all he saw was the back of a van.

The van, with steel spikes nailed on both sides of the body, drove farther north in the heavy snow, leaving only a cloud of exhaust behind.

A small number of zombies chased the van and stumbled down. There were more than a dozen corpses of zombies on the snow. They died tragically. It looked like they were hit by the van. Their heads were crushed, their ribs protruded outwards, their arms and

The legs were twisted in an inhuman posture, and the snow was stained with black blood.

The flames came from inside the factory.

Jingyuan took out the map and took a look at it, and unfortunately received the message "The limited-time event has failed."

Before he could catch up, the survivors got the supplies and had already left.

He had no means of transportation at hand to catch up with the van, and he seemed to have missed the survivors.

"Is it too late?" He sighed softly, but at least he knew which direction the survivors left. When he has time later, he can go there to look for it, kidnap someone and come back for interrogation.

Jingyuan stretched out his hand, and snow as big as goose feathers fell on his gloves.

"With such heavy snow, just find a place near here to make do with it tonight, and go home tomorrow morning."

Looking at the fire in the factory, he wanted to stand here for a while to warm up before looking for a suitable shelter. However, the smell of blood floated into the tip of his nose, and his heart seemed to beat violently.

Suddenly, the pupils contracted.

The gunpowder smoke was mixed with the smell of blood. The fresh and tempting blood could not help but bring out the bloodthirsty desire in his heart, which was many times stronger than the desire he had when he saw Xiaobai.

He panted slightly and looked towards the direction where the smell came from. A large number of zombies had already gathered there, all attracted by the smell of blood.

Next to the flaming factory building, at the gate, in front of the rusty iron door, hundreds of zombies were surging, squeezing towards something.

The ugly and rotten zombies stretched out their blue-black arms and clawed at everything around them with their sharp nails. They pushed forward like crazy and even attacked their own kind.

Jingyuan couldn't see clearly what was in the center. The zombies blocked his view, and they were too far away. The fire in the factory couldn't illuminate this side.

He walked around to the other side of the gate and looked at the two-meter-high wall. There was a circle of iron mesh on the wall. There were no spikes, and it seemed to be an electric grid.

But how could there be electricity these days? He took off his gloves, jumped lightly, grabbed the wall with both hands, and climbed up steadily.

He flattened the iron net with all his strength, stood still, stuck his head out and looked outside, and finally saw clearly what was attracting the zombies.

There was an iron cage on the other side of the wall, a very simple rusty iron cage. It was very big, like a pig cage, but the cage was not filled with pigs.

It was a girl, a girl with disheveled hair. She was curled up in the center of the iron cage. Zombies surrounded her from all directions. Those rotten arms stretched into the gaps of the iron cage and grabbed her. She hugged her legs and curled up.

The nails of the zombies that were forming a ball and coming from all directions were only a few centimeters away from her, just a tiny bit away from touching her.

In such a cold weather, she didn't even wear shoes. She only wore a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of shorts. There were many scratches on her exposed arms and legs. Blood flowed from the wounds, making the zombies go crazy. How could this happen?

In the great winter, the blood also gave these zombies a terrifying ferocity.

It's easy to imagine what happened here. She was locked in a cage and used as bait to attract the attention of the zombies.

It is not surprising that anything happens in the apocalypse. Even Jingyuan heard from his grandma that during those years of famine, some people even sold their children and wives to meat shops.

The dark side of human nature will be magnified to the extreme in a world where order is broken.

Jingyuan was not surprised by this, but that girl, what Jingyuan couldn't understand was the trembling girl.

She looked like a mentally disturbed patient, with her head lowered, looking at nothing and saying nothing. The scars on her body seemed to have been made by herself.

Because even at this moment, she was holding a small knife in her hand and slowly cutting her thigh. She was trembling all over. She didn't know whether she was trembling because of the cold or because of fear.

She closed her eyes and slowly raised her head, exposing her neck. She raised the knife with both hands and pointed it at her throat, as if she wanted to commit suicide, but her hands could not stop shaking. The knife suddenly fell down and fell on the iron cage.

The collision made a crisp sound.

She hugged her cold and purple legs, sobbing slightly.

Jingyuan witnessed the whole process. He stood above the girl's head, but the girl didn't notice him because her eyes were closed when she raised her head.

He originally thought she was a crazy woman and planned to abandon her or be kinder and help her get out of trouble as soon as possible.

Don't call him ruthless. There are hundreds of crazy zombies looking around the iron cage. If he really wants to save people, the risk he will take is huge.

For a mentally broken person, rather than letting her face this cruel world, it is better to help her die quickly.

But seeing her crying, Jingyuan was a little moved. She was so scared that she wanted to commit suicide, but she couldn't do it.

Did she do anything wrong?

She just didn't want to die.

Jingyuan pulled out the file and spear from his back and hit the top of the iron cage with an iron rod.

Ding-dong, jingle-dong, a rhythmic sound sounded.

However, the girl seemed not to hear and had no intention of raising her head. She seemed to have given up on everything, even herself.

Jingyuan took out the radio, turned it to the highest volume, and played "Little Cherry"

"You are my little cherry~ I can never love you too much~"

Loud square dance music came from the loudspeaker. After playing for dozens of seconds, the girl seemed to finally realize that it was not an auditory hallucination and raised her head.

This was an extremely weird scene. In this ugly tide of corpses, the thin girl with scars all over her body stared blankly at a guy wearing a down jacket and sunglasses waving to her, holding an old-fashioned radio in his hand, playing

The pop music that was popular all over the country at that time.

I don’t know how much this shocked her. Maybe she felt that she was hallucinating, just like the little match girl who kept lighting matches when she was dying, trying to remember the only moments in her life.

Some happy times, maybe, at this moment, she also recalled the days when everything was still intact.

"Are you okay?" Jingyuan turned off the radio.

The girl did not respond. She just hugged her slender legs and looked up blankly with dull eyes. The weak firelight illuminated her face, which was paler than Jingyuan's.

"Can you hear me? If you understand, just nod."

The girl still stared at him blankly, showing no reaction.

"You heard the music just now, right? To prove that this is not an illusion, I will play it for you again." Jingyuan played the music for another ten seconds, "Listen, I am neither the God of Death nor an angel. If you can listen

Just nod your head if you understand what I'm saying."

It seemed that the girl took a few seconds to react and nodded stiffly.

"Okay, I just want to ask you one thing. Do you want to survive?"

Jingyuan was sure that he heard what he heard from those chapped lips, the faint sound that was about to be swallowed up by the wind and the commotion of zombies. If he hadn't had superior hearing, he would not have known what she was talking about, and he would have even thought that she was not talking at all.

He babbled meaninglessly, convinced that she was a crazy woman, and helped her to escape quickly.

But he did clearly hear those few words that were unclearly pronounced.

The girl said a very short word, almost inaudibly. She said, "Save me."
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