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Chapter 97 Half Dark Gwen
Some were even foolish enough to set a trap to capture Gwen alive, thinking that if they ate Spider-Man, they would have his powers.

Gwen has experienced all kinds of bad things, which has caused her heart to become increasingly cold and her actions to become increasingly violent.

In the past, when she rescued people, she would give the survivors some food out of pity.

but now?
She would just leave after saving someone, without saying a word.

Because she was afraid of meeting that disgusting person again, after all, it was a high probability event.

The experience of this month made her realize that anyone who could survive to this day must be selfish.

Because the good people died long ago.

He won’t live for even a month!

After resting for a few minutes, Gwen felt that her strength had been mostly restored. Since she had already made up her mind to give up the idea of continuing to look for George, she no longer hesitated.

She hung on the spider silk and quickly headed towards Brooklyn.

Twenty minutes later.

The deserted and dilapidated Monterey Street was empty and no living creature could be seen.

Gwen walked quickly across the street and returned to her uncle's two-story townhouse.

The house is not big, it is a classic American bungalow, but it is decorated very warmly.

Uncle Jeffrey was originally an ordinary clerk working in a newspaper. He lived a happy life and had two children.

Unfortunately, a disaster struck New York. The aunt disappeared while looking for her children, and Uncle Jeffrey became silent as a result.

Seeing Gwen coming back, Jeffrey, who was lying on the sofa in a leather jacket, greeted her casually with a decadent look.

Gwen didn't care about it. She felt lucky to be alive after this disaster. She quickly walked into the guest room.

Mother Karen had dull eyes and stared blankly out the window. She often looked outside, just like she used to wait for George to come home from get off work every day.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Karen came back to her senses, looked at the person who came, and there was finally a glimmer of light in her eyes.

"Daughter, you are back. Have you found George?"

Gwen looked heavy-hearted, but she had to tell her mother the bad news.

"Mom, we have to leave New York. Food is getting harder and harder to find these days. Dad is afraid..."

Karen looked a little disappointed, but she didn't want to show her vulnerability in front of her children, so she forced a smile and said:

"It's okay. George will understand. New York is not a good place right now. I don't want you to continue to take risks to look for him."

"Maybe father just got lost, maybe." Gwen couldn't help sobbing softly, and she couldn't say the words to deceive herself anymore.

Karen stood up from her chair, walked over to Gwen, gave her a warm hug, and said softly, "Gwen, please help me."

"The living are always more important than the dead. Life must go on, and the past should be left in the past."

The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly. No matter how warmly the room was decorated, it could not cover up the sad atmosphere in the air.

Two hours later.

Gwen, her mother, and her uncle, each carrying a fully loaded hiking backpack, walked carefully on the deserted streets of Monterey.

Although my uncle's family has a pickup truck and a sedan, the noise from driving is too loud and can easily attract zombies with extremely sensitive hearing.

So they had to leave on foot.

We had not walked far when it began to snow in the gloomy sky. The snowflakes were condensed from nuclear radiation dust, and the nuclear radiation naturally exceeded the standard seriously.

Therefore, Gwen had to find a safe place to avoid radiation temporarily before she left Brooklyn.

In an abandoned apartment building, Gwen and the other two gathered together, watching the falling snow outside the window, and they were all silent. At this moment, Uncle Jeffrey barely pulled himself together and asked a very critical question to them.

"Where are we going?"

Regardless of whether they could break through the military blockade, they were lucky that the radio broadcasting system occasionally broadcast urgent news.

They learned that zombie crises of varying sizes were now breaking out in every state across the United States.

Therefore, where to go became the biggest question in Jeffrey's mind.

Gwen was still looking at the crystal white snow outside the window, and said without turning back, "To the shelter!"

"Shelter?" Jeffrey looked confused. Apart from private shelters in America, why had he never heard of any military shelter built near New York?
Gwen slowly explained, "Umbrella has set up a shelter outside of Poughkeepsie, which only accepts the rich and powerful."

When Jeffrey heard this, he said angrily, "Those damned rich and powerful people can live well even in the end times. Do we, the lower-class people, deserve to be abandoned?"

Gwen turned around and looked at her uncle who hated the rich. She was also filled with disappointment towards the senior officials of the United States.

When disaster strikes, the president elected by the American people does not think about how to rescue civilians, but instead uses nuclear weapons to control the crisis at the expense of millions of people.

The reason why Gwen has not completely turned evil is because her kind-hearted mother is still alive.

But at this moment, the good-natured Karen couldn't help but curse.

"That useless president should have gone to hell long ago. The thing I regret most in my life is voting for him!"

When Gwen heard her usually tolerant mother scolding, a smile broke out on her tense face.

Uncle Jeffrey cursed for a while, then sighed and said, "I'm afraid we are not qualified to enter the Umbrella shelter?"

Gwen quickly explained: "I plan to work for Umbrella. If an employee with super powers comes to their door, they will definitely not refuse it."

Mother Karen couldn't help but look at her daughter worriedly.

"But what if they want to study your abilities, or force you to do something very dangerous?"

Gwen didn't want to worry her mother, so she lied and said, "Don't worry, I've met the CEO of Umbrella, and he has a bottom line."

Seeing this, Karen had no choice but to remain silent.

She is just an ordinary person, and the superhuman world is too far away for her.

But now New York has become hell, and many people want to escape but there is no way.

The only hope for survival lies in his daughter Gwen, who just turned 19 this year.

"Eh--"

A long sigh echoed in the silent abandoned building.

Umbrella Base One.

The gloomy sky was also filled with radioactive 'death' snowflakes.

Over the past month, the T virus has spread rapidly across the United States.

Countries around the world have implemented a blockade policy on entry and exit from the United States, including aviation control, and sea and land transportation closures.

It's already the 21st century, and America seems to be taking a historical turn and becoming a closed-door country, all because of the zombie crisis.

Not only is the United States closing its doors to the outside world, it can't even continue fighting the war in the Middle East. If it continues to fight, its homeland will be lost.

The United States has withdrawn all its troops from military bases around the world back to its homeland.

Even so, most states in the United States fell into chaos, and only Washington, D.C. could barely maintain order.

(End of this chapter)