In the European-style country house, Zhang Yunxi looked cautiously at the kitchen door, ready for a fight at any time.
Although he was already in a very weak state due to the fierce battle last night, at such a close distance, with his flowing gray fluorescent eyes, he could still clearly see the man who suddenly appeared.
The man was about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old, his eyes were dull and lifeless, and he looked very thin. He was wearing a very shabby sportswear, with a pair of dirty flip-flops on his feet, like
Homeless refugees.
The most important thing is that this person has an Asian face, and judging from the famous logo on his clothes, he is most likely from the Red District. Of course, all of this is just dirty guessing.
"Tap!"
The man stepped out. Zhang Yunxi took a closer look and saw a faint mark in the center of his forehead... It was shaped like a star, and he couldn't see it clearly, like a tattoo that had been washed by a laser.
Tattoo.
This look looks too unusual, and the man is as thin as a bamboo pole, with dull eyes and a dull expression. He looks very abnormal, which makes people instinctively feel on guard.
"Have you finished eating?" the old European man asked.
The young man stood there blankly, staring at Zhang Yunxi with his dull eyes, motionless.
On the contrary, Zongxue did not have too drastic mood swings, because he noticed that the other party had no mutant energy fluctuations, and the whole person's blood flow and organ activity were all at the level of ordinary people.
If the super body wants to hide its aura, it won't hide it for this reason, which means that the opponent is not a threat.
The young man seemed to react very slowly, his eyes lingered on Zhang Yunxi for a moment, and then he moved away stiffly. He faced the door with his face, looking blankly, as if he had forgotten what he wanted to do next.
Zhang Yunxi felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange and couldn't help but glance at the old man next to him.
"Whoa!"
At this moment, the young man reached into his trouser pocket, took out a metal awl about one finger long, placed it on the table stiffly, and then walked away.
When Zhang Yunxi saw him coming, he immediately dodged sideways.
"Hey, is this the meal fee? I don't need it! Take it away!" The old European man looked at the metal awl on the table, raised his head and shouted.
The young man ignored him and walked to the door without raising his arms. He pushed the door open with his body and left slowly.
"Bang!"
The door closed by itself. Zhang Yunxi was stunned, wondering what kind of monsters were in this room?
"What a strange guy!"
The old man muttered, reached out and picked up the metal awl on the table and looked at it. He saw that it was covered with heavy patina and looked dirty: "Obviously, he is a mental patient! He thought this nail was a nail.
Valuable items...but he's a polite guy."
Zhang Yunxi looked at him with puzzled eyes: "You...he...!"
"He was a refugee passing by just like you. He fainted at the door because of hunger. I was afraid of attracting zombies, so I gave him some food. He looked very thin. I don't know how he survived in a place like this.
Come down!" The old man put down the metal awl smoothly: "What model is your communicator?"
"Hongmeng matex 2000!" Zhang Yunxi replied.
"This is a brand from Chi District. I don't have the corresponding mobile charging equipment." The old man said softly: "But the temperature control system we use at home is the Chi District temperature control system and there is a corresponding charging line."
"Thank you!" Zhang Yunxi nodded.
"Do you need something to eat?" the old man asked smoothly.
"May I?!"
"Of course, food is nature's best gift. It belongs to every living thing on this planet." The expression on his old cheek was very calm. After replying lightly, he walked to the kitchen first.
After a while, the old man took back some milk, bread, and a small plate of ham and placed them on the table.
"thank you!"
"...You're welcome, I like to talk to people a few more words!" The old man turned around and left towards the bedroom.
Zhang Yunxi stood beside the table, once again on guard.
"Squeak!"
Sure enough, the moment the old man opened the bedroom door, a stronger smell of blood and the unique stench of walking corpses hit his face.
"Whoa!"
Zhang Yunxi instinctively circulated the mutated energy and tightly grasped the sword of kingship.
"Crack!"
At this moment, a strange scene happened. The metal awl placed on the table, when the Sword of Kings was activated by the mutant energy, seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and stuck to the sword with a ding sound.
.
Zhang Yunxi looked at the room with all his concentration, and did not pay attention to this phenomenon. He only thought that the sword of kingship was charged by the domain and aroused the metal magnetism.
On the front side, the old man stepped into the room to get the charging cable of the temperature control system, but Zhang Yunxi at the door saw a horrifying scene.
In a clean and tidy room, a skinny old European lady was tied to the bed by metal chains. Her body was covered in ulcers, her eyes were lifeless, and she wailed softly like she was hungry.
She is a very weak zombie, with a shriveled and thin body that only exudes faint energy fluctuations, as if she will die at any time.
"Hey, there's a guest at home, Annie. He needs a charging cable, and we should help him." The old man chuckled and murmured to the walking corpse on the bed.
"Uh...ahem...!"
The old lady let out a painful wail, her eyes saw a living person coming in, and her skinny body suddenly jumped up.
"Wow!"
The metal chain was stretched, making a harsh friction sound.
"I know you haven't chatted with the guests for a long time, but you are very weak. Just lie down where you are. I will take you to bask in the sun in the evening. At that time, the zombies will be quieter." The old man murmured and bent down.
Pull out a wire from under the temperature control terminal and return slowly.
…
ten minutes later.
In the lobby of the villa, Zhang Yunxi was sitting on the sofa, eating bread and ham, and couldn't help but look at the old man opposite.
He was gray-haired, sitting there with his legs crossed, drinking a cup of expired coffee.
While waiting for charging, Zhang Yunxi couldn't help but ask: "...Is she your wife?"
"Yes." The old man nodded slowly: "She was infected with that damn virus a month ago."
"Four months ago? Why didn't you take her to the safe main city? Where would it be safer??" Zhang Yunxi asked in return.
The old man paused and responded calmly: "All the memories of our lives are in this town. I don't know what to do there. Human beings...should come to this world with dignity and die with dignity."
, isn’t it?”
When Zhang Yunxi heard this, he suddenly thought of the refugees sleeping on the ground in Bernanke City. They were either waiting for death or were being raised like animals. It was indeed difficult to talk about their dignity.
In this short life, people have no way to choose their origin, but they have the right to choose a relatively dignified way of leaving.
Zhang Yunxi didn't know how this old man survived in this abandoned town, but one thing he was sure of was that he would never go to the safe city until he died.
In the following time, Zhang Yunxi had little communication with the other party. One was eating, the other was drinking coffee, and then sat on the sofa awkwardly sewing an unfinished female skirt.
He is extremely old, stooped, and the knuckles on both hands are thick and swollen. But he is like the last guardian of the end of the world. The guardian of this home that dare not be exposed to the sun, the guardian... He may die at any time in the bedroom
wife,
There are always people asking me, what is love?
In fact, it is companionship, accompanying you from youth to old age, laughing with you, crying with you, and fortunately, being buried with you.
This kind of love may be noisy, but there is no care or even fear, even if the other person has become a walking corpse...
Soon, the communicator was charged. Zhang Yunxi stood up and said to the old man: "Sir, excuse me. I can transfer you some money...!"
"Young man, do you think money is still useful to me?" The old man asked with a smile while sitting on the sofa.
Zhang Yunxi thought for a moment and took out the last half bottle of nutritional medicine from his waist: "When she is too hungry, you can give her a little injection. Not too much, it may be dangerous."
"Thank you, but I don't need this anymore." The old man paused and shook his head.
"you……!"
"She is in too much pain. I have been waiting for the day when the Ministry of Health will announce that it has found a way to resuscitate the walking dead. But unfortunately, this expectation does not seem to be coming back." The old man stood up slowly and said calmly.
: "After sewing this dress, I will die with her on a sunny morning..."
Zhang Yunxi gritted his teeth and held half a bottle of nutritional medicine, not knowing what to say.
"...Thank you for speaking with me. This is a wonderful day."
"Yeah!" Zhang Yunxi weakly let out a smile that was uglier than crying.
A few minutes later, Zhang Yunxi took the communicator and left. Standing at the door, he suddenly realized: "Oh, by the way, my sword is stained with that metal awl..."
"It's too painful to commit suicide with it. I gave it to you. I don't need it anymore." The old man responded optimistically.
Zhang Yunxi looked at him: "...Goodbye!!"
"goodbye!"
The old man stood at the door and waved goodbye to Zhang Yunxi. This might be the last healthy human being he saw in this world.
Zhang Yunxi was running in the small town, and suddenly felt that his life was very lucky, and the hardships in front of him were not hardships.
…
late at night.
After Zhang Yunxi contacted Biao Ge's response staff, he sent Bai Mian, Jade Buddha and others to an amphibious ship.
"...Xiaolong, take them back!" Zhang Yunxi stood on the bank and did not go up.
"What's the meaning?!"
"Someone has contacted me. I still have something to do!" Zangxue responded with a stern look: "You go first, I will come back after I finish!"
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