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Chapter 43 Chapter 42 · "The Only Antidote"

"They came back with supplies, and finally they had something to hold their stomachs!"

"Uncle is back! Will Mom and Dad have something to eat?"

There was a commotion in the shelter, and someone saw Yang Changxu and the others carrying a lot of supplies, eagerly looking forward to it.

"Let's share things with everyone. It's still the old rule, regardless of age, gender, or head." Yang Changxu distributed the things to everyone bit by bit.

Suddenly, he saw a woman suddenly pounce on her, and the child in her arms was still crying.

"Minister Yang!" The woman burst into tears: "Our family Pan Pan is really hungry, and the food is really not enough. You can do it, do it, let him eat more..."

"Aiya...Lesbian, you get up first..." Yang Changxu wanted to help her: "The supermarkets that could go in have been robbed, and some supermarkets are full of zombies that can't get in...Only so, everyone can't eat enough, You can't specialize..."

As he was speaking, a young woman in her twenties also burst into tears:
"I...I can't stand this day...I can't eat enough, my parents don't know where to go, I don't want to play this game at all, but I don't want to die... How can I get out of here, I don't want to play Now, I want to be an audience... woo woo..."

"Uncle, my mother is quarantined in that small house. When will she come out." A child pulled up the corners of his trousers.

Yang Changxu was stared at by everyone's eyes, and he was a little overwhelmed.

……despair.

These people are reluctant to experience dying, even if they don't actually die.Whether it's starvation or suicide... it's better to die than live.

Even if they only survived these fifteen days, they might be able to directly choose to become the audience and not enter the next world.

Human desire for survival exists in all circumstances.

"Don't panic everyone, calm down first... Our team will go out to collect supplies every day, so that everyone will survive..." Yang Changxu could only use this promise to stabilize people. Suddenly, he took out the half bottle of purple that Su Mingan threw to him. The antidote, shaking it in my hand:
"—Look! We have made great progress. We have obtained the perfect antidote to cure the zombie virus from the generous first player! As long as we continue to study this point, I believe that everyone will not be afraid of zombies in the future! "

He originally thought of the effect of stabilizing people's hearts.

Let everyone believe in him - there is still hope for everything, and the future is not far away.

Then, he unexpectedly saw that the eyes of everyone looking at him changed slightly.

When the fire of hope ignited in people's eyes, it was accompanied by endless desire and greed.

He suddenly realized something.

"Then." Someone said in silence: "Who will this only antidote be assigned to now?"

"—How about my Axiong!" A woman looked at him with hopeful eyes: "My Axiong was the first to be quarantined, he must be very uncomfortable..."

Yang Changxu looked at her with a complicated expression. He would not tell her that her family's Axiong had mutated into a zombie as early as the day after he was infected, and the corpse was finally cleaned up so that the body was incomplete.

"Save my brother Bolong!" The girl in the school uniform summoned her courage and said, "He was bitten to save people... He should be alive."

"Uncle, can my mother be released? Can that little bottle save my mother?"

A child looked at him innocently.

Yang Changxu held the bottle stiffly and stood there.

In the eyes of everyone full of anticipation, he opened his mouth with some difficulty:
"This bottle, the antidote." His voice was a bit sluggish: "I will give it to Lao Qin... He is dying. He is a Ph.D. in the Department of Chemistry. There is still hope... But don't worry everyone, even if you die, you can still be an audience..."

"—What chance is there!" The middle-aged woman wailed: "What kind of alien game, God bless, how can a dead person be resurrected!"

"What audience, what live broadcast... I've been working so hard to feed my cows all my life, but I've never heard of anything! This alien must want us to die!"

Someone suddenly picked up the stick at hand and dragged his body out.

"Staying here is not the way, it's better to grab some food while you still have the last strength..."

"You, you... sigh." Yang Changxu wanted to persuade, but he didn't know what to do. After all, he realized that his abilities were indeed limited, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't save everyone.

He is a soldier, a soldier who obeys orders and orders, not an officer. In this situation, he has no idea how to manage it.

He stood there in silence, watching people go out one by one.

A few figures gradually approached him, but he didn't care, he just thought he wanted to say goodbye to himself who had protected them for so long.

"boom--!"

A steel pipe slammed hard on the back of Yang Changxu's head, causing an extremely strong dull pain.

Yang Changxu's vision was instantly blurred, the bottle in his hand fell out, and was instantly scrambled by a group of people.

"Stop-stop...everyone calm down!"

Yang Changxu's eyes were spinning, and he was a little unsteady, still trying to stop the chaos.

And at this moment, a middle-aged man finally grabbed the bottle of antidote, held it in his arms, and rushed towards the door—!
The middle-aged man's face was still splattered with blood, and he didn't think about it much, because the door to the light was in front of him——

"boom!"

His stomach met a dark sole.

The man standing at the door kicked him back by kicking him in the abdomen, drawing an arc faster than when he was running.

A young man with a fire axe stained with black blood stood at the door, and the sunlight pulled out a long, slanting shadow.

He stared at the chaos inside, and then moved his gaze to Yang Changxu, who was a little embarrassed.

"Do you think this group is worth saving?" he asked.

(End of this chapter)