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Chapter 620 The Loss of Humanity(1/2)

Western Conference.

Due to the gunshots and explosions last night, many zombies were attracted.

As a result, the defensive pressure on the wall increased sharply, and Qianlong quickly brought people up to support him.

It was a sleepless night, and fighting against zombies was already familiar to them.

That night, the two brothers Qianlong and Ganhu fought side by side to stop the zombies outside the wall.

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Food is still food.

This is like a curse, firmly stuck on human heads.

After the natural disaster, the number of survivors dropped sharply.

After the high temperature, the zombies adapted to the environment. They were extremely hungry and would bite and gnaw on their dead members.

Due to the lack of food, some survivors had to eat something to stay alive.

They started eating some bark, grass and insects, but soon they found that these things could not satisfy their hunger at all.

As a result, some people began to eat other people. In such a cruel and merciless world, cannibalism has become a means of survival.

Some people choose to eat dead bodies, while others choose living humans.

They look for weaklings in the ruins, then kill them and eat their flesh. They may choose to eat muscle, viscera, and bones, as long as these can provide enough nutrients to keep them alive.

The behavior of these cannibals has exceeded any moral and ethical bottom line, but in this zombie apocalypse world, they seem to be the only choice. They constantly wander in the ruins, looking for the next prey, and do whatever it takes to survive.

cost.

Many survivors began to go completely crazy.

Cannibalism is no longer uncommon.

The lack of food made them completely lose their humanity.

In a sense, the lack of humanity makes these people no different from zombies.

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Xiangxi.

Wuling Mountain.

It is located in the southern mountainous area with high terrain, humid and cold climate, year-round clouds and fog, short sunshine hours, and abundant rainfall. These natural conditions determine that the "yin energy" in Western Hunan is relatively heavy.

A very dark place.

In a remote area, a haze enveloped the entire valley.

Thick clouds and mist rolled down from the mountain peaks, lingering among the trees and filling the air. There was a damp and cold atmosphere in the air, making people feel chilly.

The mountain is steep, with peaks rising from the ground, winding and circling like giant dragons. The trees on the ridge are bleak, forming a beautiful mountain forest picture. However, in this picture, there are endless dangers hidden.

Walking along the mountain road, a clear stream meanders. The stream is fast and flows between the steep rocks, making a gurgling sound.

The cliffs on both sides of the stream are deserted and almost devoid of life.

The sky here is always gloomy and the sun rarely shines. The temperature in the valley is always low and is often shrouded in a layer of mist.

The entire area exudes a cold atmosphere, as if countless dangers are hidden.

In a cave in a mountain forest, it is cold and humid. There are some stalactites in the cave and water is constantly dripping.

The sound of dripping echoed in this cave.

In the center of this cave, there is a small open-air hole. Light is thrown into this cave, giving it some light and preventing it from being completely dark.

There is a puddle on the right, and next to the puddle is a man who looks like a savage. He has an unkempt beard and messy hair.

His name is Diao Liangrong.

At this time, he was sitting on a stone, with various messy things placed next to him.

On the other side, there are several bones that look like human beings.

Under the middle hole, there is a shelf with some meat slices placed on it, drying in the sun.

At the entrance of the cave, there were three white-skinned zombies, their whole bodies tied up, their mouths sealed with cloth, unable to move.

These three zombies blocked the entrance of the cave, covering up the human presence in the cave.

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He has neither father nor mother, and was raised by his adoptive father, who was a nearby carpenter who specialized in making coffins.

By the time he grew up, there were very few people making coffins in this area, and most households used cremation.

Later, when his master died, he also lost his only relative and went to work alone.

Later, the coffin industry completely declined, and he could no longer receive any demand for making coffins. Now everyone cremates corpses.

In order to survive, he also went to work on some construction sites, but because he had been dealing with corpses since he was a child, he was reticent and not good at words.

He is not afraid of hardship. Making coffins is much more tiring than working on a construction site.

But because he had been dealing with corpses for many years, he had a strange smell. Later, after other workers found out that he was a coffin maker, they felt unlucky and banded together to kick him out.

The contractor didn't give him the final payment, and he almost starved to death.

I got another moving job.

But he soon discovered that it was really difficult to communicate with others. He said things well, but there were all kinds of conspiracies behind his back.

In a small moving industry, there were a lot of nasty things. He couldn't stand it and couldn't understand it, so he just ignored it.

But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and there are always people coming to trouble him.

One of them, a colleague who moved with him, defrauded him of all the money he earned from moving in a month.

It made him deeply realize that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there is deception.

People are so complicated.

When the master was here in the past, he often asked him to interact with people more, but others always disliked him and were unwilling to play with him.

He found the colleague who defrauded him of a month's money. The colleague was gambling at the time. When Diao Liangrong found him, the colleague was getting high on gambling.

He could still vaguely remember the scene at that time.

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"Pay back the money!"

A colleague saw it was him and said, "I don't have any money."

"You still gamble when you have no money. Pay me back because I have no money to eat."

This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The colleague glared at him and shook his hand: "One to two."

He stepped forward, approached his colleague, and said again to pay back the money.

A colleague said excitedly: "A pair of kings! Explode! Give me money, give me money!!! I'm so lucky today!! Hey!"

The other people at the table handed him their money and looked unhappy.

Someone said sarcastically: "Maozi, your creditor is here, aren't you going to introduce us to him?"

"Hey hey hey."

Others looked at him as if they were watching a show.

That colleague, Mao Zi, turned his head and glanced at Diao Liangrong, and said impatiently: "Don't bother me, I'm in a good mood today, get out of here, or I'll deal with you."

Diao Liangrong did not flinch, pointing to the money on his table and said: "You have money, it is only right to pay it back."

The colleague was upset by the noise, so he called some friends from other tables and beat him up.

He left, left the city, and returned to the house he and his master built before going down the mountain. He grew his own crops in the mountain, became self-sufficient, and never went down the mountain again.

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Originally, he was hiding quietly in the mountains, isolated from the world, and was fine.

Later, when the apocalypse broke out, he never went down the mountain, but he still went down the mountain occasionally to buy salt and some basic daily necessities.

That day, when he arrived at the rural market, what he saw was a horrific scene, with zombies everywhere.

He ran away, carrying a bag of salt before escaping, and fled into the mountains, never coming down the mountain.

For more than a year in the apocalypse, he gradually got used to living in the apocalypse.

The mountains were remote and there were very few zombies, so he didn't encounter any big problems.

Until the natural disaster some time ago, all the crops he planted were burned to death.

He ate everything he could eat, finishing with the bark.

Eventually the bark was gone and he was hungry for many days.

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To be continued...
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