Of course, it was not a corpse that was placed in front of a woman. Although her breathing was weak, it was definitely a living creature.

However, she is not a creature in this world. The name marked in the game mall is a biochemical doll.

The description says that they are artificial humans, without growth experience, no memories, and no emotions and preferences, but with a body without a soul.

They are suitable as bait in battle, but because of the high cost, gamers will not waste points on them. In reality, there are too many living people who are willing to work hard for money. The points saved by players are generally exchanged for practical weapons.

"The structure is similar to that of humans, you can try it if it can be used."

The woman leaned forward, leaned her nose and smelled it, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."

I grabbed Wukong, who was looking to "observe" the parasitic process, pushed him into the shop next to me, and scared him: "Don't look, I've been having a nightmare for a year."

Wukong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute me. At this time, the woman opened her long hair behind her head and showed her vague green face. Wukong immediately pursed his lips and retreated into the store.

Some scenes are indeed not suitable for children to watch. Wukong has been scared by women twice, and he must have a shadow in his heart. He will leave a root of the disease after being too irritated. He has never found a place to treat this day.

The parasitic process is particularly disgusting, and adults may not be able to bear it. My nerves have long been getting thicker, so I can see the complete process without changing my face.

At this moment, there were faint gunfire and cannon sounds above my head. Wukong got out of the shop. The transformed monster had already entered the biochemical doll's body. I saw the restricted-level camera passing by, so I waved to him out.

"Sister, have you heard it? The fight starts!" Wukong jumped out in two steps, with a clear excitement in his tone.

"It's a human..." I used an antenna to explore the movements on the ground, and the result showed that humans were moving on the ground, and both sides were fighting each other, which was beyond my expectations.

I thought that the ones who attacked the safe harbor should be animals or zombies. Today, the safe harbor has reached the level of a small country. Almost all the surrounding camps were incorporated by it. Those who dared to attack the safe harbor with great fanfare must not be power from the north.

"What? What is a human?" Wukong asked curiously when he heard my words to himself.

"It's okay, Goku, do you know the news from the south?"

"I heard of it a little bit, saying that someone has developed a zombie generator and uses zombies as fuel to generate electricity. I think it's just nonsense."

"Where is the camp over there? Are there large camps? It's almost the same as this?"

"I haven't heard of the large camp, but I heard that there is an organization called Terminator there. This group of people has no fixed camps and kills people everywhere, thinking that others are wasting resources when they live. They kill people to save resources and kill all the survivors, leaving them a small group to create a new era of mankind."

"They have few people, can they succeed?"

"It seems that they are good at air raids and raids - oh! The alarm just now wouldn't be..." Goku was surprised, but then shook his head and said, "It's impossible. Last time I heard from the big guy, "Oh, the big guy is my buddy. He said that the Terminator had been cleaned up by a group of mysterious people, and he beat him up and pissed off. The bosses fled around, and they couldn't cause a big storm for a while."

"Maybe they have another gang and will be able to regroup soon. I have to go out."

"Sister! You are crazy. As soon as you escaped from the wolf's den, you ran to the tiger's den. Now no one is in a hurry to find a place to hide. If you hide, your friend will not be stupid enough to run around. Stay here with peace of mind!"

"I'll go out and take a look, you'll be careful. Please guard her. If she's aggressive, you'll run away." I patted Wukong's head. He was only as tall as my chin. He was still a half-year-old child.

"Then, then... forget it, go, be careful."

Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, I seemed to have something to worry about, so I asked, "Speak quickly if you have anything, boys should not hesitate to speak."

"Help me see the north side of Area C. It's too uneasy." Wukong lowered his head and stared at his feet, his voice muffled.

"Tell me your address and I'll go check it out." I suddenly remembered that Wukong also had a poor grandma. He took me to find a safe place to hide, but his grandma was still outside and there would be danger at any time.

"No, it's too messy outside. You can't go, so far away." Wukong shook his head repeatedly.

"Stop being slow, say it quickly." I knew he didn't want to bother me. If I had any good things on the road or never returned, he would feel guilty.

If I don’t have that ability and keep hiding outside and the calm waves, the blood flowing in Rencheng can be said to be helpless, but I have some ability now and can’t watch it coldly.

If the Terminator who Wukong said came to massacre the city, I would definitely find a way to stop them.

Wukong reported his home address and told me which route was closest and some more hidden places along the way that could be hiding. I wrote down one by one, and then I left the underground mall.

The ground was in chaos, with burning cars and trees like giant torches scattered in the city. The surrounding buildings were marked by blown up, and some walls were blown out with big holes, and fired corpses and fragments could be seen everywhere on the streets.

No one walked around the street, I don’t know if it was hidden in the building or running to another place.

I followed the route that Wukong said and ran towards Area C. There were only corpses and burning objects on the streets I passed.

Safe Harbor City seemed to have become a fire city, and all combustible objects turned into a ball of fire, both large and small, perhaps the attacker used a fire bomb.

The winter night that should have been cold was filled with heat. The city quickly melted in the fire, and the snow on the streets and buildings turned into water. Even an inconspicuous small street did not escape this catastrophe.

I walked through the fire and picked up a motorcycle halfway through. The owner fell to the side of the road and was cut into two by some sharp weapon. I took off his helmet and rode the motorcycle to continue on.

Maybe it was because of the transition of the front line, and I only saw corpses and seas of fire all over the land, but I didn’t meet a living person.

In theory, if foreign enemies invade, they should attack from outside the city to inside the city, from area C to area A.

But the most tragic thing at present is Area A. It seems that the battle originates from Area A and gradually spreads outward.

From this point of view, the possibility of air strikes is indeed very high. Air strikes can cross areas c and b and fall directly into area a.

I used an antenna to search and found that there were people in the buildings on both sides of the street, and there were quite a few.

I felt relieved to know that most of them were still alive, which means that the attackers did not kill them all, at least they could not kill everyone in a short period of time.

I rode a motorcycle into the area of ​​Area C. Wukong's family lives in the dirtiest and messy area of ​​Area C. It is densely populated and several families share a room, which can save the cost of heating.

Ordinary people charge for heating. For example, Shangguanli and I are houses allocated by the city, and the heating fee can be discounted.

Wukong said that he and his grandmother shared a house with the three families in a three-bedroom and one-living room. Their grandparents and grandchildren lived in the living room, while the other three families lived in the bedroom.

Wukong stayed in the cell for more than half a month, and his grandmother who could not work was likely to be kicked out by other residents because all the expenses of the house were evenly distributed by several companies. Without the wages that Wukong took back, his grandmother could not pay the fees at all.

He told me these things in prison. At that time, he was just talking about it, regardless of whether I listened or not, and I said a lot of them, and I wrote them down some of them.

When I entered the C area, my heart was cold. The fierce battle was in full swing here, gunfire was endless, and the streets were blooming everywhere, and fires soared into the sky.

The armed men in the security office uniform and camouflage uniform were fighting with unknown people, and the survivors ran around the streets, screaming, crying and gunfire.

In this case, I couldn't ride my bike, so I had to throw the bike on the side of the road, pass through the crowds running around, and go straight to the community of Wukong's house.

Entering the melee area, I finally saw the true face of the attackers. They were all wearing non-reflective night clothes that could perfectly blend with the night color.

The gun in their hands is very strange. It is a rectangular box fixed on the forearm. There is no trigger or handle on the box. The bullets fired will not kill people, but they will catch fire as long as they are stained with it.

And the fire was amazing, and a bullet could ignite a truck. The burning objects I saw along the way were all ignited by misfired bullets.

This weapon can kill people and burn cities. Just talking about destructive power, it is much stronger than ordinary guns.

At the same time, I also noticed that the night walkers who were injured by the guards disappeared immediately after falling to the ground, as if they were just phantoms and there was no blood on the ground.

I really didn't want to waste my time. When I walked through the battlefield, I used flying ashes to break down the night walkers in front of me, and then jumped in space.

After passing through the melee neighborhood, I finally found the community of Wukong. On the way from the community gate to the residential building, there were slippers, wallets, biscuits, quilts, and things that fell all over the floor.

It seemed that the survivors who lived here had already run out. I used the space to jump to Wukong's door and saw that the doors of the resident's house on this floor were all open.

I guess they escaped in a hurry and didn't even have time to close the door. I stepped into the door and was ready to come in vain.

As a result, when I entered the room, there was an old lady lying on the sofa in the living room, closing her eyes and breathing evenly.

"Grandma Yang?" I walked gently to the edge of the sofa and lowered my head and shouted.

The old lady suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils turned white, she blinked her eyelids a few times quickly and asked, "What are you?"

"I am Goku's friend, and he asked me to pick you up."

"Xiaole? Xiaole's friend?" The old lady looked disbelief and stretched out her arms to sit up with her back on the sofa.

I quickly helped her up and helped her up, "Yes, he is in Area A, please ask me to pick you up."

The old lady grabbed my arm and her hands kept shaking, "Xiaole is still alive? How is he?"

I nodded, but the old lady's eyes did not change, and she probably couldn't see me, so I said, "He is very good, not hurt."

The old lady cried out with a trembling body. I comforted her for a few words, and then carried her out.
Chapter completed!