Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 74 Survival from Despair! (11)

In front of the Garden Arena is a huge poster. This is the exclusive arena of the Celtics team. Those posters are also photos of the Celtics players in the game, but now more than half of them have fallen off, and the bottom is splashed all over. traces of red.

A dusty basketball rolled over from not far away, and slowly rolled to Sumentu's feet.

Sumentu squinted his eyes, then turned his head and saw a little boy covered in snow-white standing in the corner, looking eagerly at the basketball that rolled to Sumentu's feet.

Nasha also noticed the little boy.

The little boy did not rush up like other zombies, but observed carefully. After that, he kept looking at Sumentu, then walked over and stopped in front of Sumentu.

Sumentu protected Nasha and Shirley with one hand and held the sword across his chest with the other.

He has also watched a lot of those zombie movies, and he knows that some mutated guys are very good at disguising themselves, and he is not sure what is going on with the little boy in front of him.

"Um...can you give me the basketball at your feet?" The little boy suddenly spoke!And the sound is very crisp.

Sumentu was stunned, thinking, has this zombie evolved to this level now?
Until Nasha reminded him: "This boy doesn't seem to be infected!"

Sumentu opened his eyes wide, looked at Nasha, and then at the little boy.

The little boy also seemed to see what Sumentu was thinking, and he said, "I'm not infected."

Sumentu breathed a sigh of relief, but what the little boy said next made Sumentu instantly excited!

"Not only me, but many other people have not been infected. We live in a gathering place now." After speaking, the little boy hugged the basketball, turned and walked back.

Sumentu and Nasha were naturally happy.

They followed the little boy and walked back to the gathering area he mentioned.

The gathering area that the little boy mentioned was in the garden arena. They walked through the aisle, surrounded by many zombies, but for some reason, when they walked with the little boy, these zombies ignored them!
Passing through the long player tunnel, they went directly to the basketball court in the center of the arena. Just like the little boy said, there is a huge gathering place here!
According to Sumentu's visual inspection, there should be at least hundreds of people here.

Looking at the zombies still wandering above the stands, Su Mentu felt it was incredible!

But when Sumentu got closer, he discovered something unusual.

"They look very haggard." Nasha said from the side.

Sumentu nodded, this is what he felt was unusual.

After the little boy brought them here, he held the basketball and went to find an old man. He pointed at the three people in Sumentu, and then talked with the old man and went to play by himself.

The old man came over on a cane and looked at Sumentu with a smile on his face.

"Welcome." His voice was hoarse and ugly, and his tone was weak, but he was still enthusiastic.

The people in the entire gathering area were either lying or sitting, and few people wanted to pay attention to this group of newcomers.

Sumentu shook hands with the old man.

The old man spread his right hand, signaling Su Mentu and others to sit inside.

Sumentu also walked over with Nasha Shirley.

"You three should be the first healthy people to come here." The old man said slowly after Sumentu and the others sat down.

"What do you mean?" Sumentu said.

The old man looked around, sighed and said, "You have also seen the situation of the people here now."

Sumentu said: "There is something wrong."

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What's wrong, everyone here is terminally ill..."

"But it's ingenious to say that when the virus broke out, we were the only ones who could escape. Those mutated zombies basically couldn't detect our existence, as if we had already It's like a dead man."

Sumentu looked at the zombies walking around in the stands, they didn't pay attention to this side at all.

"This is really, amazing!" Nasha said on the sidelines, her face was a little excited.

Su Mentu turned his head and looked at Nasha with some doubts: "What do you mean?"

Nasha asked the old man: "Although it is a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask, what kind of terminal illness is this?"

The old man coughed and said, "Cancer, advanced liver cancer."

"Does everyone here have cancer?" Nasha then asked.

The old man thought for a while and said: "No, people here are indeed terminally ill, but it is not necessarily cancer."

After finishing speaking, the old man stood up: "Since you are all here, this is a safe place, stay here, our resources are sufficient, and zombies will not attack us, as long as you don't leave this gathering place, That's safe, I still have some things to do, so I'll go first." After speaking, the old man left directly.

Su Mentu looked at the back of the old man leaving, and said softly: "It's really a bit magical."

Nasha suddenly pulled Rasumentu's arm: "You know what it means!"

"Huh?" Sumentu still didn't know why Nasha was excited.

"That means! This virus is defective! They can't detect terminally ill people!"

When Nasha reminded her, Su Mentu instantly understood!
"Pretend!" Sumentu said the word.

"Yes, it's just a disguise!" Nasha clapped her hands excitedly.

"But not now." Sumentu calmed down: "Wait for Eric! Maybe he can give us support for this idea."

After being busy, the old man came over again, wanting to chat with Sumentu for a while. After all, there is not much communication between people in this old place.

"Old man, a helicopter may come to pick us up later. Do you... want to leave with us?" Sumentu asked tentatively.

The old man shook his head: "No, for us, it's the same wherever we go, but there are fewer people. Even if you ask anyone here whether they want to leave, they will only give you a negative answer. Life hasn’t changed much for us, it’s just that there are fewer people, but when we were in the hospital, we lay in bed all day, and we didn’t see much prosperity in the city.”

The old man's words represented his own position, and at the same time expressed the position of everyone here.

Sumentu can also understand that it would be more free to stay here on the St. Petersburg.

Nasha went to the gathering place to collect the medical records of some patients. At a later time, they followed the snow-white child and went down the stairs to the top floor to pick up the helicopter.

There are still many zombies in the corridor. Although the little boy is covered by the terminally ill breath, Su Mentu and the others are three of them. Those zombies are constantly sniffing the smell in the air, catching the faint breath .

Sumentu took out the broken army. In fact, he could kill all the way to the top of the building. If he didn't encounter corpses in New York, he would definitely do so, but now, he won't, he doesn't want to make trouble for himself , At the same time, I don't want to cause trouble for this gathering place.

After turning several flights of stairs, the four of them arrived at the commentary platform near the top floor, which was a viewing room where special guests were invited.

The four of them had to pass by here if they wanted to go to the next level. However, something incredible happened in front of him.

On the sofa in the viewing room, several zombies in torn suits surrounded two female zombies in bikinis, mingling together, doing some... indescribable things.

And their movements are very weird, the kind of super difficult, rude behavior...

Nasha hugged Shirley tightly, and pulled Sumentu.

Only then did Sumentu react, then he followed the footsteps and walked up.

"By the way, can this zombie also have the ability to reproduce?" Sumentu asked Nasha while walking in the last stairway.

Nasha shook her head: "I don't know either, but looking at the ones we encountered before, they should be the first group of...creatures to lose their minds? It is not yet possible to determine whether they are creatures, and I don't know whether their instincts are preserved. multiplying."

The little boy sent Sumentu Nasha and Shirley to the roof and left. Sumentu didn't even have time to say thank you.

The sun had already set. Sumentu stood on the open platform and looked into the distance, as darkness gradually spread.

"What is going on in this world, and what will happen in the future?" Sumentu said to himself.

Nasha said: "Everything is confusing..."

Sumentu smiled: "I have been substituting into my world. One day in the future, a disaster will suddenly break out in my world. Can we have the ability to resist this disaster?"

The two were chatting, a gleam of light appeared in the distant sky, and then there was a roar.

Sumentu looked back and saw a huge helicopter flying from the coast.

The top of the Garden Arena is extremely open, and it could have been used as a venue for people to hold open-air parties.

The helicopter came to a slow stop.

Then a heavily armed soldier jumped out of the plane with a gun in his hand.

Then, several other soldiers jumped down one after another.

They leaned towards Sumentu unhurriedly, distanced themselves and looked around.

Sumentu knew that they were on guard.

The soldier who jumped down first trotted to Sumentu.

Snapped!
He put his legs together and gave a military salute.

"Colonel Wayne!"

Sumentu subconsciously gave him a military salute, although it was not standard...

Then the soldier laughed and relaxed.

"Why are you still the same as before? Even if I make a joke to you, you have to be serious all day long." He patted Sumentu's shoulder.A familiar look.

Sumentu was a little embarrassed because he really didn't know the name of the person in front of him.

But in the next second, the blue word appeared in front of Sumentu.

(End of this chapter)