Chu Muge kicked open the hotpot restaurant's storeroom door, looking at the abundant food inside, and commented: “You all are quite diligent.”
Under the anxious gazes of the mother and daughter, she took Gu Yao's hand, humming a tune as she picked up a piece of chocolate and put it in her backpack.
She didn't take much, just a few packs of compressed biscuits, some chocolate, and a few bottles of water.
She still had other places to go and didn’t need to carry too much to hinder her actions.
Seeing the confused look on Wang Qiqi’s mother’s face, Chu Muge raised an eyebrow: “What's wrong?”
“Don't you need anything else?”
Chu Muge seemed surprised: “You can have it. I can't take it all.”
Saying this, she casually grabbed another piece of chocolate, handing it to Wang Qiqi with a cheerful tone: “Here, for you.”
Wang Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then quickly took it and said: “Thank you, sister…”
Wang Qiqi’s mother was silent for a moment, then attempted to kneel in thanks.
Chu Muge was frowned but didn’t stop her, choosing to step over her and leave.
Chu Muge: No need to watch this.
Wang Qiqi’s mother, voice tinged with tears, said: “Thank you, thank you so much…”
“There's nothing to thank me. This scum would have caused a lot more trouble in the future. Getting rid of him now is just avoiding a hassle.” Chu Muge waved impatiently, her gaze shifting to Gu Yao, her expression brightening: “Senior, let’s go.”
Outside, the silence remained, with the fearful people around them watching in silence, without hostility, perhaps just with pure fear and confusion.
Oh… there was still some hostility.
Chu Muge’s gaze slowly moved, then she smiled and walked towards a man.
One of Zou Tianhui's lackeys.
Under the man's slightly fearful and feigned calm gaze, Chu Muge twitched her long sword.
Splat.
In a moment of distraction, the man's head was severed, a fountain of blood erupting.
A woman screamed.
“Shh, shh, shh.” Chu Muge, slightly irritated, lowered her blood-dripping long sword, “I won't kill indiscriminately, but this man had a vicious look.”
Since she was helping, she had to eliminate any future threats; otherwise, this mother and daughter would still face revenge after she left.
Chu Muge looked lazily in another direction.
A woman in a low-cut tank top was so scared that her legs had gone weak.
Chu Muge glanced at her, then at another of Zou Tianhui's trembling lackeys, and smiled: “It’s okay, you all are very smart, I know.”
After saying this, she casually glanced at the headless corpse on the ground and said: “About three or four days later, the government will organize another search for survivors. You’d better wait outside the commercial city otherwise, you’ll miss the chance.”
After finishing, she turned and walked back in the direction she had come from.
The search operation a few days later would be the last batch. After that, the government would start heavy bombardment in the heavily affected urban areas.
Currently, the powerful firepower of the steel torrents was still the most effective force against zombies, capable of easily wiping out the zombie hordes with advanced technology.
If the crisis hadn't erupted worldwide, with zombies appearing in nearly every place, even inside many military bases, Chu Muge felt the government's actions would have been even faster.
This virus was too strange, intelligent as if it had a consciousness, with a high infection rate among soldiers, almost as if it were planned.
Moreover, the zombies could mutate.
This mutation was beyond human comprehension, like something out of space.
Chu Muge squinted her eyes, recalling a blurry video in her mind:
The symbol of human technological power, a nuclear weapon, falling from the sky, colliding with a pink city covered in tumors.
Roaring, purging, the earth being polluted, the city turning to foam, the so-called zombies turning to ashes, whether mutants or ordinary zombies, were no match for it.
People were cheering, crying with joy, then they heard the intermittent giant wailing on the big screen in horror.
Radiation continuously destroyed the writhing flesh, rebirth, decay, death, and resurrection…
The colossal creature, battered and corroded, its rotting flesh dropping to the ground, yet slowly growing back in the next second.
In the broken sunset, on the cracked earth, it stood stubbornly, its body gradually regenerating, letting out intermittent cries.
This was not the desperate wailing of the dying, but the newborn cry of a rebirth.
Humanity had lost its advantage.
“Sister… sister.”
As Chu Muge left the fifth floor, walking in the stairwell, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps from above.
Wang Qiqi ran down the stairs, gasping for breath, looking at Chu Muge.
“What is it?” Chu Muge raised an eyebrow.
“I, I wanted to tell you something.” Wang Qiqi calmed her breathing.
Chu Muge looked at her, then nodded: “Speak.”
“It's just…” Wang Qiqi organized her words: “You may not believe it… the adults didn’t believe either…”
Wang Qiqi raised her head, looking at Chu Muge with unease, and spoke: “Actually, one night, I was really hungry and sneaked downstairs to find something to eat…”
“But the second floor was almost empty, so I decided to try my luck on the first floor.”
She said:
“That night… I saw a few zombies stagger into the entrance of the first floor.”
Chu Muge raised an eyebrow.
Wang Qiqi's face showed fear: “Then… I was very scared, so I hid behind the counter, watching them… they seemed to line up and go to the basement.”
——
Chu Muge held Gu Yao's hand and silently returned to the third floor.
Pushing open the stairwell door, she looked at the dim environment of the third floor and exhaled
It’s ready