Judging from this, neither side is a good person, but the cannibalism side is obviously more excessive, but my goal is their car, so I draw my sword to help and other things, just by the way.

The knife was stabbed halfway downward, and the man holding the knife fell to the ground. Due to gravity, the falling knife tip still stabbed into the stomach of the "food", but it was not very deep.

The tied "food" screamed again, and her fat body wanted to roll, but unfortunately, she worked hard for a long time and did not move.

"Stop howling, I can't die, but if you twist for a while, the blood will flow away." I walked down the hillside with the baby in my arms and said to the fat man who was still twisting on the ground.

"Help! Save me, they are cannibals, and my companions are eaten by them. I will kill them, kill them--" The fat man was shocked and anxious, already sweating profusely.

I glanced at the meat in the pot, someone's forearms and calves. After the end of the world, due to the lack of food resources, there was something like cannibalism that happened earlier, but I never heard of them.

"What cannibal?" I asked casually.

"The madman who specializes in eating people, they hunt people like animals. They have no fixed camps, migrate everywhere like nomadic peoples, kill people when they see them. All my companions were eaten by them. They are such a group of inhuman monsters."

"Why, are there few animals in the wild now?"

"Beauty, where are you from? South? Let me tell you that the north was only warm for three months last year, and this year it was estimated that less than a month. The weather was cold and the snow was thick, and animals didn't like to go out to play. Many small and medium-sized camps were famined. Experts predict that more people died of famine than those infected with the virus."

"So serious..."

"I heard that the situation in the south is similar. Many people run to coastal cities and then they no longer believe it. It is probably a bad luck."

"The epidemic in coastal cities is serious."

I cut off the rope from the fat man's hand. He thanked him very much, untied the rope from his feet, took the knife from the unconscious cannibal, and pointed it at the man's chest with a knife.

He killed every one with one knife. I ignored him anymore. After cutting the rope for him, he walked towards the car parked not far away.

I picked the one with the fullest fuel tank and sat in it. Suddenly, the fat man shouted from behind me: "Benefactor, wait for me!"

The fat man covered his stomach that had been stabbed twice and ran towards the car. If the cannibals had not only wanted to wake him up, so he was not stabbed deeply, even if he was not dismembered, he would have died of hypothermia.

Loss of blood loss in a cold environment is fatal in itself, and there is no hospital within a radius of 100 miles.

"What's the matter?" I pressed the window and looked at several other cars.

"I need bandage. Can I take me back to the camp? I will never let you run away in vain. I will thank you very much when I arrive at the place."

“Do you have gasoline in your camp?”

"Yes, there are enough for you to travel all over the country."

"Okay, get in the car."

The oil in the fuel tank is almost over, otherwise I wouldn't bother to send him. This guy can eat so much weight in the years of famine, so his camp should have some wealth.

The fat man was not idle all the way, and his injury did not affect his ability to speak. He was like a enthusiastic tour guide who took a tip and introduced all the customs and customs after the end of the world.

"You know a lot." I occasionally interjected, proving that I was listening.

"To be honest, I opened a gas station in Jicheng. Otherwise, you will ask the right person for gasoline? There are no shortages of cars these days, but there is no oil. I am not talented. I once worked in the North Provincial Petroleum Company and was responsible for the warehouse. After the disaster broke out, I protected a batch of resources in a timely manner."

The fat man's surname is Zhang. The camp he called was actually formed by internal personnel of their company. When the epidemic could not be controlled, he expected that the world would be in chaos, so he organized his employees to hide the inventory in the warehouse first.

At the time of chaos, whoever gets many resources first will be considered one, and the superiors can't control it at all.

The fat man said that he rarely went out of the camp and this trip was to collect the bills. He exchanged fuel for food, but the oil was delivered, and the food was not seen even by the people who delivered the goods.

"Thanks to you, Zhang remembers it in his heart."

"No need, I'm also doing it. Are there many people in the cannibal you mentioned?"

"There are more, last year, and more this year. The main reason is that the summer is too short and the land cannot be planted at all. You can only fill your mouth by hunting."

"Have you heard of any special mutant animals?"

"Special? Which aspect do you mean? Is it appearance or gene?"

"Many people can't kill that kind of person." I hesitated for a moment and decided to hide the superpowers from him. He didn't mention the trick I showed in front of him just now. I don't know if it's a commonplace or if he didn't think about it in terms of superpowers.

"No, no matter how fierce a beast is, it can be dealt with as long as there are too many people, and it cannot be killed... I have never heard of it."

If it is a mutant beast with superpowers, it is useless for ordinary people to attack it. In this way, no animals with superpowers have appeared yet.

"Hey, there are some people who can't be caught. Nowadays, all animals are thieves, and it's getting harder to catch them. The rabbit is as dirty as a monkey."

Listening to the fat man talking about the difficulties of survival, my thoughts floated elsewhere. Obviously, the outbreak of zombie viruses is a part of the microbial revolution.

Hongye said that the virus brought out by someone from the Rubik's Cube building was the source of the outbreak of the zombie virus. I thought that the person-in-charge was the zombie virus.

But now it seems that this is not the case. The microbial revolution is a collective mutation of all microorganisms, and zombie viruses are just one link.

Perhaps, what the man brought out was a substance that could mutate all microorganisms. If we go back to the past and prevent that man from bringing this substance out of the Rubik's Cube, it might not only prevent the outbreak of zombie viruses, but also prevent other organisms from mutating.

"Here, we're here, turn right at the fork in front of the road and walk straight 800 meters." The fat man's voice called me back from my thoughts. I didn't pay attention to what he said before.

The location pointed out by the fat man was a zone where the junction of mountains and grasslands was surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only one small road.

There is a village at the end of the road. Thick snow falls on the roofs of low bungalows, and wisps of smoke from the chimneys. The surface looks peaceful and quiet.

The car drove to the entrance of the village and four people ran down from the hillsides on both sides, holding guns in their hands.

I stopped the car, and the fat man pressed the window and shouted to the person outside: "It's me."

"Brother Zhang?"

"Brother Zhang is back!"

"Where are Lao Xu, Xiao Wu and the others?"

"who is she?"

The four of them surrounded the car and asked almost at the same time, but then they were shocked when they saw the blood on the fat man's body.

Seeing that the fat man was injured, they stopped asking questions and hurriedly went aside and asked me to drive the car directly to the clinic in the village.

The fat man was stabbed in his thigh with the first knife, and he stopped the blood with the belt he untied from the dead. The second knife was on his stomach, and the wound was not deep, so he stopped the blood on the road.

The doctor checked his injuries and sanitized them. He put them in anti-inflammatory and was done.

I didn't have time to wait for him to recover, so I asked him to arrange for someone to deliver the gasoline to the car. The fat man lay miserably on the hospital bed, but he didn't refuse. He immediately asked the people who came to see him to get a few buckets of gasoline to deliver to the car at the entrance of the village.

There were more and more people in the ward. I was about to say hello and left, but suddenly I was attracted by a shout outside.

Enemy attack?

The man outside was shouting about enemy attacks!

The people who came to visit the disease rushed out in a hurry, and they didn't even ask the fat man what to do. They probably got used to this kind of thing.

This small camp can survive until today, and they must have their way of survival. They are not panicked, so naturally I, an outsider, will not panic.

"Brother Zhang, he is from Poison City, he is Poison City!" A man stood outside the ward window and knocked on the window twice, shouting loudly.

The village clinics are also bungalows, and there are no yards. There are only two wards in total, one with windows facing the back street and the other with windows facing the main street.

The fat man lived in the room that was facing the main street. Through the window, you could see many people running along the street towards the entrance of the village.

These people have weapons in their hands, and there are two heavy machine guns alone. Several of them carry rocket launchers. I thought to myself that this is not a camp, it is simply a fully armed army.

At this time, gunfire sounded outside the village. I thought that my car was still parked at the entrance of the village, so I wanted to go out and drive into the village.

"Benefactor, what are you doing?" The fat man saw that I was about to leave, so he hurriedly wanted to sit up.

"My car is still outside, and I'm afraid I'll be beaten into a convertible in a while." I raised my hand and made a gesture, signaling him to lie back quickly.

"It's okay, there's no shortage of cars. If it's scrapped, I'll give you a better one. The guns and cannons are eyeless. If you take a child, don't go out."

The fat man's tone sounds very sincere. Regardless of whether it is true or false, what he said makes sense. I am not afraid of guns and cannons, but the little baby is a human. Although I am confident that I can take him through the rain of bullets, there is always a one in a thousand miles.

"You know the people who attacked you?" Since I couldn't go out, I sat down with the baby in my arms. The fat man was well-informed and with his various crises, my next path might be smoother.

"A group of drug dealers, they occupied the original Longcheng drug production, and there was a large number of followers. They also used drugs to control some big shots. Recently, they have frequent activities and several medium-sized camps have been destroyed by them."

"They wear gas masks and use cold weapons?"

"Yes, have you seen them?"

“See.”

"Your hidden weapon works for them?"

Seeing the fat man's curious look, I suddenly found it funny. It turned out that he thought I was using hidden weapons to kill those cannibals.

"I'm killing them without any hidden weapons." I said vaguely.

"Oh, I said, their bodies have been modified and they are said to have no pain, and the anesthetics are ineffective against them, so they can only kill them."

"Why do they wear gas masks? Because of the chemical toxins in Dragon City?"

"This..." the fat man hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that I don't know whether it is true or not. They seem to be studying a chemical weapon, which may have something to do with this."

"The other camps also know about this news?"

"Everyone in Jicheng knows it, but I don't know the specifics. This is just a legend, but I think it may be fake news."
Chapter completed!