The periphery of Base 5 is a slum area, where ordinary people live.
They have no source of income, and even if they eat, they are not full.
At the same time, there is so much crime here that hungry people will do anything.
Yan Luoluo did not wear fancy clothes, only a set of simple, clean sportswear, but compared with these dishonestly dressed people, he could be considered wealthy.
People in slums have no moral bottom line, and their lives are about to be lost, so how can they be so particular.
And here, the more vicious people are, the fuller they will be.
For the sake of a bite to eat, they even dare to kill people with superpowers, especially those with low-level superpowers.
If you succeed, you can live a few more days; if you fail, it is better than starving to death.
People with superpowers have no spiritual consciousness, and Yan Luoluo does.
Yan Luoluo could clearly "see" the filth in those shacks. Even though she was mentally prepared, her outlook still collapsed under these scenes.
She tried her best to comfort herself that she could save her for a while, but she could not save her forever. If she saved those weak people at this time, the next second, those weak people would become perpetrators.
Everything is caused by this world.
Even if she wanted to save people, she was unable to do anything. Only under the cover of her spiritual consciousness, at least a dozen crimes were being committed.
To change these situations, at least the base must have a wise manager, and strong force must be used, and then the entire world can be changed step by step.
She tried not to care, but the daring criminals targeted her.
These people came at the right time, as she was filled with anger and worried that she had no place to vent her anger.
She used her spiritual sense to find a deserted corner and waited expressionlessly for the arrival of the person with evil intentions.
Several men with ferocious expressions appeared in front of her. They held various objects as weapons and surrounded her with ferocious smiles.
"Why don't you go kill the zombies?"
Yan Luoluo looked grim and wanted to give them another chance.
"It's the same desperate effort. Killing zombies one by one is not as fast as robbing someone?"
Someone "kindly" explained it to her.
"That makes sense."
Yan Luoluo sneered, she was naive.
Nascent Soul's peak strength made it easy to deal with this group of ordinary people, but she still chose to use her fists and kicks to punch an adult man until they were all strewn with teeth.
After a moment, she lowered her fist regretfully. Ordinary people are too inexperienced to take a beating.
After burning their bodies to ashes and putting their souls into a small gourd, she returned to the main road and rented a villa in the mission hall.
After replacing the furniture inside with her own, she lay down and thought of the little girl named Yang Xuechan again.
If she hadn't been lucky enough to have a stable job, a little girl like this would have been nothing left in this apocalyptic world.
This world's spiritual energy is thin and the efficiency of cultivation is too low. Yan Luoluo, who was bored, used his spiritual sense to check the situation in the base.
The so-called "rich areas" are not much better, except that these people are more reserved, but essentially they are no different.
Yan Luoluo withdrew her spiritual consciousness and felt a little confused. Can she really be saved in such a world?
No matter how you say it, you must save it. If you leave those distraught souls alone, it will be a matter of time before the world collapses.
With his spiritual consciousness extended to the extreme, covering the entire base, Yan Luoluo "saw" a zombie in a dormitory in the outer city.
It was a female zombie. She was locked in the bedroom, but her state was very strange, completely different from the zombies outside.
She sat quietly on the bed, even if there were humans walking by outside, she was completely indifferent.
No, she is not completely indifferent, she is trying her best to restrain herself.
There is a group photo on the bedside table. Every time she can't control herself, she will look at the photo.
Yan Luoluo stood up abruptly. The zombie had its own consciousness, which was completely different from those coquettish bitches outside the base. She successfully attracted Lord Pluto's attention.
This zombie is a breakthrough. As long as we figure out why she retains consciousness, the souls of those zombies can be saved.
And, that photo...
It's her!
Yang Xuechan got off work and walked to the staff dormitory.
The staff dormitory building in the outer city was built under the arrangement of the previous leader. It seems to be okay. Everyone can be assigned at least one bedroom and one living room.
Yang Xuechan opened the door with the key. She was small and thin standing at the door. The entire door frame was like a bloody mouth, swallowing her up.
Entering the living room, she locked the doors and windows, and then walked to the bedroom door: "Mom, I'm in."
She used her powers when she said this, and there was a movement inside, so she opened the door and went in.
She entered the bedroom and closed the door without turning on the light.
The zombie sat quietly on the bed, looking at his daughter's figure with cloudy eyes.
She understood that she had become a zombie, but when she heard her daughter's call, she was able to regain some consciousness.
On the one hand, she was worried that she would not be able to help hurting her daughter; on the other hand, she was worried that her daughter would live alone in this troubled world.
She was suffering every day and just wanted to wait until her daughter found someone she could rely on before committing suicide.
In the dark bedroom, one person and one zombie coexisted in strange peace.
Yang Xuechan hugged her zombie mother. She didn't notice the ferocious look on her mother's face because of her approach, but she didn't break away from her daughter's embrace.
A zombie mother needs to exercise great restraint every day. The smell of her daughter's flesh and blood is hugely attractive to zombies. She must control her body's instincts to ensure that her daughter is not harmed by her.
Early the next morning, Yang Xuechan said goodbye to her mother and went to work, and Yan Luoluo came to the outer city to look for her.
"Xuechan, let's have breakfast together? I have something to ask you for help."
Yang Xuechan took her to an empty solitary room. Yan Luoluo took out two portions of steamed buns and lean meat porridge from the space. The steaming breakfast seemed to have just been cooked.
"This is!"
The little girl was shocked and excited, holding the disposable lunch box in her hand. She had never eaten such fresh hot food since the end of the world.
"Eat first, then talk when you're full."
Breakfast didn't take long, but the little girl was crying while eating, so Yan Luoluo had no choice but to hand out water and papers, as considerate as a warm man.
"I'm sorry, Sister Luoluo, I'm too excited. Thank you! Tell me what you want me to help with?"
Yan Luoluo took out the purple gold gourd and randomly picked out a zombie ghost: "Can you see it?"
Yang Xuechan looked blank. She didn't see anything. She only saw Yan Luoluo taking out the purple gourd and then doing something. Nothing happened again.
Yan Luoluo suddenly realized and walked up to her: "I see. Then be prepared and don't be scared."
Yan Luo fell in front of her eyes, and she immediately saw the translucent ghost standing next to her. There was nothing there just now.