It's afternoon, the light is strong and it's very hot.

Su Hao followed the familiar route and walked into the entrance of the building with his back towards the street. Before he stepped on the stairs, he had already discovered that there were three zombies in the corridor. They gathered on the fourth floor, hitting the closed door panel with their heads and shoulders, and scratched back and forth on the surface of the anti-theft door with their claws, causing a "squeak" and sour friction.

These mutant creatures have discovered that there are living people in the house. They are very excited, or should be said to be excited. The body parasitized by the virus releases extremely powerful power and slams into the closed security door. They do not know the pain, nor do they have the concept of using tools, but just use stupid and barbaric methods, stubborn and crazy to rush in.

They obviously stayed here for a long time, and a shallow concave arc was knocked out in the center of the door panel, and gaps appeared around the parts connecting to the wall. The huge vibration caused the wall to crack, and a lot of white ash was shaken off, revealing the metal bolts connected to the door panel.

Without any hesitation, Su Hao quickly rushed to the fourth floor. He stretched out his left hand, grabbed the shoulder of the zombie that was closest to, and grabbed the back of his neck with his right hand and twisted it away. Su Hao threw down the headless rotten corpse in his hand, stretched his five fingers to grab the back of the other zombie's head, pulled it over, and pushed it heavily on the opposite wall with an irresistible powerful force and smashed it to pieces, splashing a shocking flower of rotten blood.

This series of movements was extremely rapid. When the last zombie turned around and wanted to open its mouth to bite, Su Hao had already grabbed its arm and started twisting. Although he could not feel the pain, the zombie could not get rid of the constraints of ligaments and bones. Under the huge counterproduction effect, it could only be forced to turn, pressed heavily on the wall, and held its neck back and forth. The zombie, who could not move, howled in hatred, and twisted its hands and feet around, twisting like a headless fly. It tried hard to tilt its head, watching Su Hao free up his right hand, take out a syringe containing the *** solution from his pocket, and insert the needle into his head.

After putting away the extracted rotten hormones, Su Hao took off the steel axe from the backpack buckle with his back hand, slicing the zombie's buttocks hard, and collecting silver bones.

Suddenly, he felt a crack loosening the closed door behind him.

Su Hao did not make a sound, and put the silver bone particles into the metal tube with a normal expression, put them away, and slowly turned around.

The door has been pushed open from inside.

A little girl, who was about ten years old, stood at the door like a ghost. She was thin and her dry hair was scattered, covering most of her pale cheeks. She was wearing a wrinkled khaki skirt, with a pair of worn buckled cloth shoes on her feet, holding a rusty kitchen knife in her right hand, and her left hand was hidden behind the door, as if she was holding a handrail. Once there was something unexpected, she could close the door immediately.

Her head leaned forward slightly, staring at Su Hao quietly, who was staring at her intently. This strange and weird confrontation lasted for several minutes. Su Hao nodded speechlessly, spread his hands apart, shrugged his shoulders, wiped the axe on the zombie's clothes, and inserted it into his backpack.

He took a few steps back, stood under the steps, chose a clean place, took out cans and compressed cookies from his backpack, as well as some steamed buns and bottled water, and placed them there.

After doing all this, he carried the empty bag, smiled friendly at the little girl, turned around and wanted to leave.

"I've seen you."

Suddenly, the girl spoke. Her voice was very sharp, and it seemed abrupt in the corridor full of corpses.

Su Hao stopped, turned around, and looked at her with inquiring eyes.

"You've been here last time."

The girl looked at Su Hao carefully, and her eyes released a vigilant look through her hair. She licked her chapped lips and said seriously: "That box of fried rice is delicious."

Su Hao couldn't help but smile. He thought for a while and said, "If you like it, I can bring some more next time."

This sentence brought the relationship between the two people closer. The girl's indifference and vigilance expression was slightly relaxed. She still firmly grasped the armrest of the security door and refused to let go.

Su Hao kept watching her mood change. He tried to slow down his speech as much as possible, and his tone was gentle: "You also saw that it was actually very dangerous here, and there were such human-eating monsters everywhere. If you want, I can take you with you. We have plenty of food, it is very safe, and there is also...."

Before she could finish her words, the girl's eyes suddenly became cold. She quickly took a step back and closed the door with a "bang". Then, the sound of twisting the door latch was heard from the other end of the door.

Su Hao froze in place.

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Su Hao looked at the food placed on the steps silently and felt very depressed. Although the words just now were kind, they were too hasty. When they were unfamiliar with each other, it was actually difficult to communicate with people they didn't know.

Although... the little girl said that the fried rice is delicious.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and he turned around again and walked downstairs.

At this moment, the closed door was pushed open again, and the girl's nervous and fearful eyes were revealed in the dark crack of the door.

Su Hao stood there and stared at her calmly.

The girl's lips twitched. She first looked at Su Hao's hand, then quickly glanced at the remains of the zombie in front of the door, and said with no reservation at all: "The last time a man wanted to come in, he almost succeeded. I locked him outside, and he kept smashing the door and scolding him fiercely."

Su Hao smiled brilliantly and said, "What did he scold you?"

The little girl's eyes were full of caution and she said slowly: "He wants to rape me."

The word rape... made Su Hao a little confused, and even felt his mind fall into chaos for a few seconds. He looked at the thin girl carefully, with a weird tone, and asked uncertainly: "How old are you?"

"Nine years old."

The girl answered very quickly. She turned her body sideways, revealing the kitchen knife tightly holding it in her right hand, and her tone of speech was sad and mature and fierce: "I was afraid that he would attract more monsters, so I killed him."

Su Hao stood there without moving. He knew that if he had made any moves, the girl would close the door immediately and would probably never have the chance to talk and communicate again.

Sighing helplessly, Su Hao took out a pre-prepared "95" pistol from the side of his backpack, bent down, put the gun and food together, and stared at the smiling girl with inquiring eyes, asking, "Can you use it?"

The girl stared at his hand, and her focus immediately shifted to the pistol. Her eyes gradually became warm, but she did not lose her basic vigilance. She was silent and did not speak. Su Hao could see that she was thinking hard, as if she was about to make some decision.

"Squeak————”

After nearly five minutes of stalemate, the security door finally opened completely. The little girl walked out of the room, and a strong and pungent stench emanated from the dark door hole.

She walked to the steps, picked up the pistol, held it curiously, and looked carefully. The sunlight from the hollow brick hole on the side of the corridor shone on her, showing her protruding cheekbones and a beautiful curvaceous nose. Her lips were thick and stretched to a tooth-protected smile.

Su Hao stretched out his right hand.

This action immediately attracted the attention of the girl. She held the gun in her hand hard, and did not move. She looked nervously and vigilantly as the big hand slowly poked over, landed on top of her head, gently stroked her soft hair.

"Can you tell me your name?"

Su Hao's voice was very gentle. For some reason, he felt that he seemed to have changed his gender at this moment, like the best nurse in the world.

The girl's cold gaze gradually disappeared. She hesitated and replied: "...Yang Lulu."

Su Hao continued to ask: "Do you live alone?"

The girl's expression was obviously hesitating, and she was silent for a few seconds. She shook her head and said in a very slight voice: "And...my dad."

Su Hao stared at the tender face, his eyes full of deep suspicion. He glanced at the open security door, and the air overflowed from it was very turbid, mixed with the stench of corpse that could not be concealed.

He stopped asking questions, took the gun from the girl, demonstrated how to operate, changed the magazine, and explained the most basic shooting knowledge carefully... After doing all this, Su Hao handed the gun to the girl. Just as he was about to leave, Yang Lulu suddenly pulled his hand and held it tightly.

Su Hao was shocked.

"You should be a good person."

The girl stared at him, her voice was no longer hostile, with a hint of expectation and dependence: "I want to go with you. The door is broken, and those monsters will rush in at any time."

The explanation is very good and the reasons are appropriate.

Su Hao nodded, took off his backpack from his shoulders, and began to pack up the food and water on the steps. The girl stood beside him, watching him put everything in his backpack, stood up again, grabbed Su Hao's hand again, and said hesitantly: "...I want to... take dad with you."

She pulled Su Hao into the room.

It was very messy, the furniture was very simple, and the decoration was not surprisingly effective. The ground was scattered with garbage, which obviously had not been cleaned for a long time. The walls were covered with yellowed and oily newspapers, and most of the paint on the door frame had peeled off, and everything seemed worn out.

Two people walked through the living room and entered the innermost bedroom.

An ordinary-style chair was placed in the center of the floor, and a middle-aged man sat on it. He had mutated, his lost skin was wrinkled, revealing the slightly reddish semi-rotten muscles below. His entire nose had rotted, and pus flowed in the hollow, dark holes. His eye sockets were deep, and the gray-white eyeballs seemed abrupt in the middle. It still turned, but had no pupils.

The hands, feet and waist were tied with ropes, and a very thick towel tied its mouth and tied it into a living knot behind its head. In order not to drag the chair around, the bookcase next to it was pushed down and the chair was sandwiched in the middle with the bed. The zombies tied to the chair could only twist back and forth, but could not break free.

It was also when I saw strangers coming in, the mutated middle-aged man seemed very excited. It twisted his body, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and a "hoho" sound from his throat, trying to pounce on him.

Yang Lulu stepped forward a few steps, stood between the man and Su Hao, and said with great sincerity and seriousness, "He is not what you imagined. He is just sick, and as long as he takes medicine and gets shot, he will get better."

Su Hao didn't know what to say at this moment.

He wanted to dissuade him, but his mind was very confused. He subconsciously reached out and touched the gun, but did not pull it out... A little girl lived with a zombie. This kind of thing was absurd in any aspect, but it all happened in front of him, which was extremely real.

"He is...your dad?"

Su Hao heard his voice change a little, very squinting.

Yang Lulu looked at him nervously and nodded without hesitation.

"This is not a disease...well! Of course, it is not impossible to understand it from the concept of disease. This is the most direct manifestation of virus parasitism in the human body. Those creatures that are invisible to the naked eye occupy the brain and control the body, we, we...."

Su Hao searched his heart and found appropriate words and sentences to explain. He tried hard to make the girl understand his intentions, but found that it was obviously difficult to explain the profound biology in a few minutes. Especially the relationship between the difficult-to-mouthed noun and the virus was not as simple as the big bad wolf's ferocious little white rabbit's kindness. His voice became smaller and smaller, and the depressedness and helplessness in his mind became heavier, so that his thinking was trapped in a very narrow space, constantly colliding, and could burst out in rage at any time.

Yang Lulu's eyes revealed the unique purity of the child. She said quietly: "Dad is just sick, he is not dead, he can still eat."

These ordinary words made Su Hao's nerves tighten inexplicably. He watched the little girl walk past, walk out of the bedroom, stand on the side of the living room, pull open the refrigerator, and take out a gray-black hand from the blood-stained plastic box.

That was the human palm, which was cut off from the elbow. The break was very blunt. It can be imagined that it would be very troublesome to cut it off from the original owner and it took a lot of effort.

The girl returned to the bedroom with her broken hand and untied the towel slip knot behind the zombie's head. The mutant man's neck was tied firmly by a piece of electric wire and could not twist. It stared at the hand with red eyes, and his expression became ferocious.

The girl raised her broken hand to the man's mouth, and it immediately opened its mouth and bit off a large piece of meat, chewing it in a hurry and satisfaction.

Looking at this scene, Su Hao couldn't help but tremble. He asked in a calm tone as possible: "This... is the man who wants to rape you?"

Yang Lulu raised her head, and a trace of blood had returned to her pale face. She nodded and smiled faintly.

Su Hao felt panic for no reason - this was the first time he had this kind of mentality since he came to this new world. It was not because of fear caused by facing strong enemies, but because of the thriller caused by unreasonable facts. He could understand Yang Lulu's actions, but it did not mean that he agreed. How could he say that... This was an era of extremely chaotic, and he could die or go crazy at any time. But the problem was that the person standing in front of him was not a wilderness refugee, nor was he a survivor who suffered a torture in the future world. She was just a child... only nine years old.

"listen to me----"

Suddenly, Yang Lulu felt a pair of rough and hard hands grab her shoulders and slam her body over. She instinctively lowered her head and bit her hard, and the thick blood oozed out from her teeth and flesh. When she raised her eyes, she saw Su Hao's angry and painful face.

"He is no longer your father, but another kind of creature. I don't know where the strange thoughts in your mind come from, but you must stop this crazy approach immediately. He is dead, dead! You have to face reality and be more awake. That's right——He was indeed your father before, but not now!"

Su Hao was roaring, and he felt the pain of biting his arm gradually becoming more relaxed, and he also saw Yang Lulu still staring at him. His eyes were filled with shock and fear. Her pupils were confused, and the blood and pale skin on her lips looked like ghosts. Without the innocence and liveliness that this age should have, there was only pain and numbness.

Without any warning, she suddenly burst into tears with a "wow".

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Her face was covered with tears, and her little face covered with dirt and dust was washed away by wet marks. Yang Lulu turned around and hugged the mutant man's tied hands tightly. She tried too hard and the rotten flesh was squeezed out on the spot, revealing the already gray and dazzling bones. This extremely terrifying scene scared her on the spot and froze. After a few seconds, she seemed to have just woken up from the nightmare, and suddenly turned around and hugged Su Hao's legs, crying bitterly.

Su Hao squatted down, held her in his arms, and gently stroked the little girl's back.

A child under ten years old watched the person closest to him get hurt and mutated. In order to survive, she tied up her father who had become a monster, killed the snobbish peeper, and raised zombies with human flesh.

Yang Lulu doesn't have much, far less than others, so she naturally sees every little bit of family affection and refuses to give up at all.

The little girl also knows the difference between life and death, and understands the difference between living people and zombies. Reason creates fear, but emotions command her to drive away reason and live with zombies.

In the era of peace, this should be a very popular script, and countless audiences applauded it.

Now, it is just an ordinary encounter among survivors.

She has faith and persistence.

She has pride and self-esteem.

She didn't even have any extravagances, just wanted to live like a normal person. She had parents, relatives, and a family...
Chapter completed!