Survival in the apocalypse depends entirely on the desire to survive

In the crematorium in the suburbs, in order to dispose of the mountain of corpses as soon as possible, the people stationed here have never stopped for almost 24 hours, and more and more incinerators have been opened.

But it's just a drop in the bucket. Tens of thousands of corpses are piled up in the open space, which makes people feel scared.

Spring is here, the temperature is gradually rising, the trees and flowers are sprouting, and the smell of corpses is gradually getting stronger. You have to wear protective clothing to get close.

In order not to cause panic, a cordon was set up around the crematorium in the suburbs for five kilometers, and no one else was allowed to approach.

But some people are naturally rebellious, the more they are not allowed to do things, the more they want to do them.

"My family is in the Sansi live broadcast room here. It's three o'clock in the morning, and I'm near this crematorium. When I go in, I'll see if the rumor that there is a mountain of corpses is true."

A person who called himself Sansi started a live broadcast on the short video software, turned on a flashlight, and asked his assistant to point the camera at the dark woods.

The assistant held the camera and walked nervously close to Sansi.

Because there is a crematorium here, some people think it is unlucky, and it has never been developed. It is surrounded by plains and forests. According to the recent rumors, it feels very infiltrating.

"Think twice, can we really go? The sneak shots that came here before seem to have all gone in."

The assistant turned off the microphone and asked for Sansi's opinion.

"What are you afraid of?" Sansi dismissed it, "If you meet me, just say that we are hiking, if you accidentally enter by mistake, it's fine, stop talking nonsense, and leave quickly."

The two were wandering around the outermost perimeter of the crematorium, trying to get in.

The number of people in the Sansi live broadcast room skyrocketed, and gifts rushed up.

Less than 10 minutes after the broadcast started, Sansi made a lot of money. Many fans urged him to get in quickly, and some asked him to help find out if there were any relatives of their own.

After thinking twice and answering one by one, at the instigation of audience friends, I went into the crematorium.

Regardless of the fact that the snow disaster is over, Yuecheng is recovering step by step, looking prosperous.

However, too many people died in this snow disaster. Many people reported that after the death of their relatives, they not only did not see the corpses, but they did not even see the ashes.

In fact, since the management decided to concentrate on disposing of the corpses, there have been many protests on online platforms.

All went nowhere.

After the snowstorm ended, there were rumors that a mountain of corpses had been piled up in the suburban crematorium.

Combined with the route of the helicopter that flew in the sky before, people have already guessed what the helicopter is equipped with.

It's a corpse.

The crematorium in the suburbs has thus become a hot topic in Yuecheng, and various speculations emerge in endlessly.

That is, the scope of communication has been artificially reduced.

In order to explore the truth, but also for traffic and endless money, many came to live broadcast.

It's a pity that it was either caught by the patrol, or it was downloaded halfway.

Wealth and wealth are sought in danger, think twice for money, and are very willing to be a member of the expedition team.

He came in smoothly, didn't encounter patrols, and the signal of the live broadcast was also very good.

Thinking twice that he was going to be lucky, he dragged his assistant in.

It didn't take long for them to see a shaky figure walking slowly.

Sansi thought it was a colleague, and after talking to the people in the live broadcast room, he dragged his assistant to ask.

When they stepped forward, the swaying figure also ran towards them.

The camera was always on that person, and the closer you got, the clearer the flashlight on that person became.

The clothes on the man were tattered, and he walked dangling as if he had no bones.

Sansi and his assistant thought they had been caught and ran out, waiting for their faces to meet each other, Sansi and his assistant yelled at the same time.

The man's face had already begun to rot, half of his flesh was missing, and his eyeballs just drooped.

Sansi and his assistant thought they had seen a ghost, so they both screamed, gripping their crotches and planning to run away.

The "man" was very excited when he heard the cry, let out a creepy roar, rushed over, and bit off a piece of flesh from the assistant's neck.

With the sound of screams, the flashlight and the live broadcast mobile phone fell to the ground.

The viewers in the live broadcast room were still in shock, thinking that Sansi was deliberately trying to scare people, and just about to rush at him, but when they found out that the person had downloaded it, they ran to scold him in his video.

Sansi yelled to embolden himself, first kicked the "person" away, hit the head with a tripod, and hurriedly supported the assistant to run.

The assistant clutched his neck and was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He only dared to ask weakly when he knew they had escaped from the closed area of ​​the crematorium.

"What was that just now? Zongzi?"

"Ghost knows, I'll take you to the hospital first." Sansi didn't bother to explore how wicked what happened just now, he only felt guilty for the assistant.

"It's all my fault. I have to drag you here. I'm really sorry."

The assistant hummed, covered his slowly rolling neck, and said nothing.

He didn't think it was something that could be done with just saying sorry, and at the same time, he was also grateful for thinking twice, that he didn't leave him at such a critical moment and run away alone.

Thinking twice didn't expect to get a sentence, it's okay, supported the assistant, hurried back to the van, and drove to the hospital.

The next day, the training base of the North and South Military Regions.

Mi Tingwo was in the dormitory correcting the comprehensive quiz, and when she saw Zhang Hongqi's "scratch" character, her face suddenly grew long.

She knew that Zhang Hongqi was a gangster in the past. He only got a diploma in high school and knew nothing else, so he needed to be taught.

Fortunately, Zhang Hongqi is very motivated and has made rapid progress.

So it doesn't matter if the words are ugly, she just takes a few minutes to read slowly.

but--

She really couldn't bear to make mistakes in such a simple chemistry fill-in-the-blank question and not write down the unit!

Five points, and that's it.

Mi Ting ran into the corridor angrily, lay down on the fence, stared at the training field, looking for Zhang Hongqi, and was about to give him a hard reprimand.

I don't know if they were stimulated by their dismounting last time. These people are very motivated to train. After more than half a month of self-training, they have achieved great results.

After statistical analysis, the superpowers were divided into three categories.

One is natural, such as metal, water, fire and other abilities based on natural elements;
The second is physical fitness. For example, some people become extremely powerful, some are as fast as lightning, and some are soft and boneless.

The third is special abilities, such as Mi Ting, which can be disarmed at will.

Rong Yi helped Mi Ting train in private, and found that Mi Ting could move objects at will according to his own ideas, and sometimes burst out small blue-black light clusters.

It looked very strange and full of deterrence.

Maybe it's because Mi Ting's ability is special, sometimes it doesn't work, it makes Mi Ting very distressed.

For example, now, she can't feel Zhang Hongqi's energy group.

She simply stopped looking, and directly yelled at the base where supernatural powers were flying all over the sky.

"Gonggong! 5.6 moles of potassium permanganate can produce 28 moles of oxygen?! You ate the decimal point? If you don't write the unit next time, I will make strips of the test paper and make it into noodles for you to eat." !"

Mi Ting was furious, her voice was loud, and the whole training base echoed her cursing.

Everyone was amused by Zhang Hongqi's calculated result.

Zhang Hongqi didn't know where he was hiding, but he could probably hear Mi Ting scolding him.

It's good that these people don't laugh, but this smile reminds me of another annoying thing.

"What are you laughing at?!" She scolded with a stern face, "The gentleman is a rock, the concubine is a puwei, who wrote me a concubine is a pussy willow?!"

The students below continued to suppress their laughter, never mind that the person who bought it wrote it, just laugh.

"I'm so pissed off, next time you make a mistake, just copy a hundred pence for me and eat it!"

Mi Ting shook her head helplessly. She felt a little uncomfortable when she scolded hard just now. She supported her chest, rolled everyone's eyes, and left.

As soon as Mi listened to leave, the students who were holding back their laughter burst into laughter.

Rong Yi also smiled and directed the students to continue training.

Mi heard the laughter, but felt speechless inside.

The memory of this group of people is not bad, but as long as they are asked to recite, it is the same as death, either the memory is wrong, or the typo is written.

In short, there are all kinds of mistakes, and they are also very funny. Sometimes Mi Ting laughs for a while when she sees it, and then goes out to scold people with a straight face.

After grading the quiz, Mi Ting was ready to take a nap to refresh herself and wait for class.

But she was dreaming.

She dreamed that her child was missing, and she searched everywhere, but couldn't find it.

When she found it, the child was in the hands of a group of zombies, crying for mother.

"Don't be afraid, baby, mom is here, and mom will come to save you right away!"