The remaining people were eaten by zombies and dragged away, leaving drag marks on the ground. My eyes followed the drag marks in the direction of the waiting hall.&t;p>

As I looked at it, I found that there was something wrong with these drag marks. They were clean and straight. Haven’t the person being dragged away ever struggled?&t;p>

Even if someone falls into a coma, they won't be all unconscious. A living person is dragged away by a monster. He will definitely twist and struggle. These drag marks show that no one was struggling at that time.&t;p>

Unless they dragged away all dead people, it is possible that zombies and others eat them, and it is not uncommon to have zombies that eat dead people.&t;p>

I observed these details just to understand the situation here so as not to make the mistake like the last time and be chased by monsters and run around the yard.&t;p>

Chunjiang East Station is built in the new district east of Chunjiang City. It is quite large in scale, but the surrounding area is very desolate. There is still a long way to get to the center of Chunjiang City.&t;p>

Strangely, there were no zombies in the station. I walked around the entire station and saw no zombies or bones.&t;p>

Now any common things will make me nervous. Who would have thought that I would be frightened and scared by being a zombie? In particular, half of this scare comes from my own kind.&t;p>

I gritted my teeth and walked towards the city center of Chunjiang City. Even if there were fire and fire in front of me, I had to make a breakthrough in order to find my parents' whereabouts.&t;p>

The closer you get to the city center, the more zombies you get. I feel relieved to see so many zombies wandering around the streets and alleys of the city. They have neither become monsters of their kind nor besiege their prey. They seem to have lost their guidance and are walking around in a daze.&t;p>

If there are survivors here, the places where you may be inhabited are nothing more than places with food and medicine. The city is undoubtedly the best choice, with food and water, and there is enough space to live.&t;p>

But things went smoother than I thought. Before I could reach the commercial area, I saw a wisp of blue smoke. The smoke came out from the rooftop of a building. The location should be in the center of the commercial area.&t;p>

I don’t know whether zombies will make fire, but they will definitely not write. When I saw three big letters of help hanging from the rooftop of that building, I immediately became excited to rush forward.&t;p>

The person who can write sos must be humans. Someone is trapped at the top of the building. This idea urged me to speed up and turn a street corner. Seeing that the building was approaching, my forehead was hit by a black muzzle.&t;p>

The other party's movements were very fast, so fast that I felt a flash in front of me. A cold touch came from my forehead. It was too late to retreat or escape. I stayed there and looked at the person who came blankly.&t;p>

"It's you!"&t;p>

I spoke at the same time with the man, but he was calm and calm. I was almost scared to pee. When I saw him, my shoulders were painful. After only a few days of his wound healing, he actually hit him in the gun again.&t;p>

"I'll save people..." My voice was already filled with crying voice. This time I was unable to fly.&t;p>

"Put it." He didn't believe it or didn't believe it, and took off his backpack and threw it on the ground.&t;p>

"Let me backpack?" My mind was a little short-circuited, but it seemed that he was not ready to kill me for the time being, and he felt a little relieved.&t;p>

"Put on the bag," he explained.&t;p>

I opened my backpack obediently. In addition to flashlights, ropes and other items, there was also a strange set of clothes. He said, "Put on the small one first."&t;p>

I shook the strange clothes and a small thing fell out of it, like dentures, similar to those worn by boxers during competitions. I don’t know if anyone has used this thing. I picked up the dentures in disgust and looked at him. He nodded my head with the gun. I quickly stuffed the dentures into my mouth, and the size was just right.&t;p>

He gestured to me to continue with his eyes. I picked up the clothes. I have seen them on TV. They are for mentally ill patients and for violent patients.&t;p>

"Sir, you don't need this?" I really don't want to wear this thing. If I wrap my arms, I can't even control the balance. What if a monster attacks me?&t;p>

He stared at me coldly, and it seemed that there was no room for negotiation. I put on the clothes and fixed the straps outside. I was like a big rice dumpling, waiting to steam it in the pot.&t;p>

After the 'arm' was finished, his gun moved from my head to my neck, pressing against the back of my neck, and letting me move forward. The target was the building where someone asked for help.&t;p>

"Sir, you are here to save people too? How many survivors are there? Do you know where the survivors in Jianghua City have moved to?" Even though I was wearing dentures, I couldn't stop my cannon-like question.&t;p>

All my problems were blocked by him with silence. He treated me like this, but I was afraid that he would regard me as an enemy, or that he would abide by the confidentiality regulations.&t;p>

Only by communicating can one understand. His silence did not dispel my enthusiasm for speaking. Since I couldn’t ask about survivors, I chose the most common question:&t;p>

"Sir, your surname?"&t;p>

But I knew that such an ordinary problem was caused by flesh and blood. Under the painful lesson of being a gun on the back of my head, I obediently shut up.&t;p>

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Chapter completed!