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Some people are even stupid enough to set up a trap to capture Gwen alive. They think that as long as they eat Spider-Man, they can have the power of Spider-Man.

Gwen went through all kinds of bad things, which made her become more and more indifferent and her actions became more and more brutal.

She had rescued people in the past, and seeing how pitiful the survivors were, she would give them some food.

But now?

She always left as soon as she was rescued and didn't want to say more.

Because she was afraid of meeting that disgusting person again, after all, this was a high probability event.

This month's experience made her understand that people who can survive to this day must be selfish.

Because good people are long dead.

He couldn't live more than a month!

After resting for a few minutes, Gwen felt that most of her strength had recovered. Now that she had made up her mind to give up the idea of ​​continuing to search for George, she no longer hesitated.

She hung up the spider thread and hurried towards Brooklyn.

Twenty minutes later.

The deserted and dilapidated Monterey Street, with no living things to be seen on the empty streets.

Gwen hurried across the street to her uncle's two-story bungalow.

The house is not big, it is a classic American bungalow, but it is very warmly decorated.

Uncle Jeffrey used to be an ordinary clerk working in a newspaper office. He lived a happy life and had two children.

Unfortunately, a disaster struck New York. My aunt disappeared while searching for her child, and uncle Jeffrey became taciturn.

Seeing Gwen back, Jeffrey, who was wearing a leather jacket, lay on the sofa and said hello casually with a decadent expression.

Gwen didn't pay attention when she saw this. After experiencing this disaster, she was lucky enough to be alive. She walked into the guest room quickly.

Mother Karen's eyes were dull and she looked out the window blankly. She often looked outside, just like she used to wait for George to come back from get off work every day.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Karen came back to her senses and looked at the person, finally there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.

"Daughter, you are back. Have you found George?"

Gwen had a serious look on her face, but she had to tell her mother the bad news.

"Mom, we have to leave New York. Food has become harder and harder to find recently. I'm afraid, Dad."

Karen looked a little disappointed, but she didn't want to show her fragile side in front of her children, so she forced a smile and said:

"It's okay, George can understand. New York is not a good place now, and I don't want you to continue taking risks to find him."

"Maybe father is just lost, maybe..." Gwen couldn't help sobbing softly, unable to say the words that deceived herself anymore.

Karen stood up from the chair, walked to Gwen, gave her a warm hug, and comforted her softly:

"The living are always more important than the dead. Life must go on. Let the past go."

The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, and no matter how cozy the room was, they could not hide the sad atmosphere in the air.

Two hours later.

Gwen, her mother, and her uncle each carried a fully loaded hiking backpack and walked carefully on the deserted streets of Monterey.

Although my uncle's family owns a pickup truck and a car, the noise of driving is too loud and can easily attract zombies with extremely sensitive hearing.

So they could only leave on foot.

Not far away, snow began to fall in the gloomy sky. The snowflakes were condensed from nuclear fallout. The nuclear radiation naturally exceeded the standard.

Therefore, before Gwen left Brooklyn, she could only temporarily find a safe place to avoid radiation.

In an abandoned apartment building, Gwen and three people gathered together, looking at the falling snow outside the window. They were all silent.

At this moment, Uncle Jeffrey reluctantly cheered up and asked a question that was very crucial to them.

"Where are we going?"

Putting aside whether they could break through the military blockade, the radio broadcast system occasionally broadcast emergency news.

They learned that zombie crises of all sizes have broken out in various states across the United States.

Therefore, where to go became the biggest question in Jeffrey's mind.

Gwen was still looking at the crystal white snow outside the window and said without looking back: "Go to the shelter!"

"Shelter?" Jeffrey looked confused. Apart from private shelters in the United States, how come he hadn't heard of any military shelters established near New York?

Gwen slowly opened her mouth and explained: "Umbrella has established a shelter on the outskirts of Poughkeepsie, and only accepts the rich and powerful officials to stay."

When Jeffrey heard this, he said angrily: "Those damn powerful people can live well even in the last days, do we, the lower class people, deserve to be abandoned?"

Gwen turned her head and looked at Qiu Fu's uncle. She was also full of disappointment in the top officials of the United States.

When disaster strikes, the president elected by the American people does not think about how to rescue civilians, but uses nuclear weapons to control the crisis at the expense of millions of people.

The reason why Gwen hasn't completely gone dark is just because her kind-hearted mother is still alive.

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But at this moment, good old Karen couldn't help but curse.

"That useless president should have gone to hell long ago. What I regret most in my life is voting for him!"

When Gwen heard her usually tolerant mother scolding her, she couldn't help but smile on her tight pretty face.

Uncle Jeffrey cursed for a while and sighed: "I'm afraid we are not qualified to enter the umbrella's shelter, right?"

Gwen quickly explained: "I plan to work for Umbrella. If an employee with superpowers comes to them, they will definitely not refuse."

Mother Karen looked at her daughter worriedly.

"But what if they want to study your abilities or force you to do something very dangerous?"

Gwen didn't want to worry her mother, so she had to lie and evade: "Don't worry, I have met the CEO of Umbrella. He is a man with a bottom line."

Seeing this, Karen had to remain silent.

She is just an ordinary person, and the world of superhumans is too far away for her.

And now New York has become hell, and many people want to escape but have no way.

The only hope of survival can only be placed on her daughter Gwen, who just turned 19 this year.

"Ah——"

A long sigh echoed in the silent abandoned building.

Umbrella Base No. 1.

The gloomy sky is also floating with radioactive "death" snowflakes.

In the past month, as the T virus has spread rapidly throughout the United States.

All countries in the world have implemented a blockade of entry and exit policies against the United States, air control, and sea and land transportation.

It's the 21st century, and America seems to be taking a historical turn and becoming a closed-door country, all because of the zombie crisis.

Not only is America closed-door, but America can't even continue the Middle East war, and it will lose its homeland if it continues.

America has withdrawn all its troops from military bases around the world back to its homeland.

Even so, most states in America are in chaos, and only Washington, D.C. can barely maintain order.