In the last carriage of the train, Ye Lanqiu leaned in He Xie's arms and finally couldn't help but ask this question.
"Do you want me to save them?" He Xie asked slowly, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window.
"I just think... they are just very scared, and they are not really that selfish and indifferent." Ye Lanqiu said with a look of unbearability, "If the matter is really as serious as you said, we should at least remind them.
"
Just now she learned from He Xie that the whole of South Korea was in a zombie craze, and when the train stopped, there might not be many people on the train alive, and she immediately felt compassion.
But He Xie also told her that he would not do anything until those people paid the price.
She didn't want He Xie to risk his own life to save those people, but she thought it would be the best thing to do to at least send those people a warning of danger.
He Xie thought for a while and said: "There was once a devout believer. His boat capsized while going to sea. He survived by chance and landed alone on a desert island. There was nothing on the island except stones."
Ye Lanqiu turned his head and looked at He Xie.
He Xie smiled and continued: "He thought that his survival must be a gift from God, so he prayed devoutly, hoping that God could save him from the desert island and return to the human world. On the first day, the sky started to fall.
It rained, and a fat fish jumped on the shore, but the man just prayed in the rain and did nothing."
"The next day, a ship passed by, but the man didn't call for help. He still knelt on the ground and prayed."
"On the third day, helicopters from the search and rescue team passed over the desert island several times, but he still did nothing. He firmly believed that God would come to rescue him."
"By the fourth day, the man died from dehydration and persistent high fever."
When Ye Lanqiu heard this, he already understood what He Xie was going to say.
He Xie continued: "This man saw God after his death. He asked God, why am I so pious, but you just watched me die? God answered him, on the first day, I made it rain and sent it to you.
I caught a fish, hoping you would have enough to eat and drink to survive the day; the next day, I sent a boat; and on the third day, I sent a lot of helicopters."
"God said, I also want to save you, but I gave you three opportunities and you failed to seize them. How can you blame me?"
"I also gave them three chances." He Xie looked at Ye Lanqiu, "The girl who was saved by me had woken up long ago, so they all knew that I could save people who had been infected by the zombie virus. This
This is the first chance I give them."
"I eliminated the zombies in the car. If they were sober enough, they should come to me and seek my asylum. The fact that we are still in this car is the second chance I give them."
After a pause, He Xie said with a smile: "I will give them a third chance. That is, after the bus stops, they will come to me if they sense the danger. Even those who get off the bus, as long as they are still alive.
Back in this car, I will still protect them regardless of past grudges."
At this point, He Xie spread his hands and said, "Tell me Lan Qiu, how do you ask me to save them? Gods can't save people even if they want to die. None of them could have died, but they self-righteously exiled us.
"Two, I'm not that generous. I put my hot face against my cold butt on a pole to save people. Am I cheap?"
Ye Lanqiu was silent for a moment and sighed: "How could the world become like this?"
He Xie said quietly: "It will get worse."
"Do you think they will come to you?" Ye Lanqiu asked.
"There are always a few clever ones." He Xie smiled.
Front compartment.
Several smart people had gathered at the interface between the two carriages and started discussing how to find He Xie.
In addition to the father-daughter duo Kim and Shi Yu, who had always expressed this intention before, there were also Shang Hua and his wife, two young men in uniform sportswear, and the girl who was rescued by He Xie before.
Executive Jin stared at the girl rescued by He Xie and asked seriously: "Let me confirm again, Zhiyuan, you were bitten by a monster and you are definitely infected with the virus, but before you turned into a monster, you were
That Chinese guy saved you, right?"
Zhiyuan nodded hurriedly: "I'm sure, sir. I escaped from the station. I saw with my own eyes that all the people who were bitten turned into the same monster. I was extremely desperate at that time. I once studied in Shanghai.
, understand Chinese, I heard that Chinese oppa said that I could still be saved, so I immediately asked him for help, and then I didn’t know anything else. When I woke up, I was completely healed."
"Is Korean medicine so magical?" Shang Hua frowned, "Can such a serious virus be cured without using any medicine or any diagnostic skills?"
"I heard that China has a magical ability called Qigong. Is this uncle a Qigong master?" Shi Yu's daughter Shi Xiu'an asked curiously.
Originally, these words were very ridiculous and childish. If they heard it normally afterwards, everyone would laugh knowingly and not take it seriously at all.
But now, everyone is silent.
Because apart from this explanation, they can't think of any other explanation.
"Those who saw the Chinese killing monsters with their own eyes said that when the Chinese slapped their palms out, all the monsters fell into pieces." Executive Jin frowned, wondering, "Is this true?"
"Whether it's true or not, let's make a decision." Shi Yu looked around at everyone, "Should we go find that Chinese guy?"
"Just now the conductor said that this train will only stop in Daejeon and will not go to Busan," Executive Jin said with a solemn expression, "I won't hide it from you either. I got the news before that the entire city of Daejeon has been completely blocked and there is no way to enter.
No. If we get off the bus in Daejeon, the situation may be more dangerous than now."
Shi Yu was stunned and said uncertainly: "I also called my friend in the army, and he said that there are indeed troops stationed outside Daejeon Station."
"Then it seems that the situation in Daejeon is not good..." Shang Hua interjected.
"Go find that Chinese man!" Executive Jin suddenly said, "If he is willing to protect us, I think our chance of survival will be greater."
"Should we tell them?" Shang Hua asked, "At least we should let them choose which path to take."
Executive Jin frowned: "No, we can't tell them! There are already enough of us. No matter how powerful the Chinese is, how can he protect more people? Maybe it's already very difficult for him to protect a few of us! Besides..."
Executive Jin sneered and continued: "It's not that we haven't given them a chance, but they are scared to death of that Chinese man. What can we do?"