Rebirth in the apocalypse: You can mess it up, I will open the book directly

The woman's eyeballs had all mutated into white. Qin Miao was sure that she had lost her vision and was now using her senses or even the zombie's 'smell' to detect the approach of a living person.

Perhaps mistaking Qin Miao for a girl with a high ponytail, the woman stretched out her hand and looked forward, trying hard to pull out a stiff smile.

In front of her palm, six children appeared out of thin air. They looked around helplessly, not even daring to cry loudly.

Space power! Can it still accommodate living people?

Qin Miao's pupils shrank, and she understood where the children held by the girl with the high ponytail came from, and also understood the unclear syllables the woman just said.

Is it 'Save these 6 children'? Or... 'If I try harder to save one more, there will still be 6 children'?

Not important anymore.

Qin Miao turned around and looked at the back of the girl with a high ponytail. She was holding two children and was about to arrive at the 'safe house'.

Qin Miao looked at the woman who was trapped at the bottom of the ruins. It was obvious that her willpower had reached its limit and she could not suppress the progress of mutation. Otherwise, she would not have released all these children so quickly.

The woman was not sure whether the children in her 'space' would automatically 'fall' out of the space after becoming a zombie. She did not dare to bet, fearing that these children would never see the light of day as she became a zombie, so she Make this choice.

When the girl with the high ponytail comes back, this woman must have mutated into a zombie.

Qin Miao made a prompt decision and directly activated the "model" to make a simple small cover to cover two of the children, and then picked up the remaining four children.

Since Qin Miao was very thin, with a child on her left and right arms, and a child on each hand, it really looked a bit crowded and funny.

Not caring about so many things, she charged up and jumped high, and then returned to the bottom of the concrete cube with a few more "jumps".

After stuffing all four children into a transparent house that was still empty, Qin Miao saw that the girl with a high ponytail was already on her way back to the ruins.

Then it would be up to her to save the other two children.

Qin Miao thought so and jumped onto the top of the double-layer cement block again.

After racing against time, he shot two feather arrows to pierce four zombies, and then launched a "metal" flying knife to chop off the heads of six zombies. Qin Miao's eyes fell on the girl with a high ponytail again.

When she didn't have a child in her arms, she moved much faster and reached the ruins in a short time.

Qin Miao knew through "sense" that the girl stopped in front of the ruins for a moment before lifting the small cover she left behind.

She was probably saying her final goodbyes to the woman under the ruins, but fortunately she was very sensible and did not foolishly approach the woman who had turned into a zombie.

Soon, the girl returned here again with the remaining two children in her arms.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

A man's anxious shout came from beneath the cement cube, attracting everyone's attention.

Qin Miao also looked down and saw a man wearing a dark gray down jacket knocking on the door of a transparent house in a panic.

In order to prevent some of these survivors from being scratched by zombies without realizing it, Qin Miao placed a 'house' that could only accommodate 3-4 people standing in it.

In the past ten minutes, the transparent 'house' was almost full of people, except for one person in the room where the man was knocking.

There are still many survivors on the field, and the house is obviously not enough.

"I...I..." The boy in the transparent house wanted to speak, but just as he was about to explain something, he was interrupted by another voice.

"What are you doing? Open the door quickly! Do you still want to occupy the whole house by yourself? Why are young people today so selfish!"

The woman with short wavy hair put her hands on her hips and opened her mouth in condemnation.

When the man saw someone standing on his side, he straightened his back even more, "That's right! What's wrong with you kid? We just asked you to open the door and let us in, but we didn't ask you to come out. What are you doing here? Didn’t your parents teach you to respect the elderly and love the young?”

Perhaps the coercion of Qin Miao and others is too obvious for ordinary zombies. There are no zombies within a range of about 10 meters around the cement cube. Otherwise, how would these people have the time to argue here?

"I...I..." The young man grabbed his sleeves and gave in to this long series of condemnations, "Forget it...forget it, you guys can come in. , I, I’m going out.”

He opened the door, hunched his shoulders and walked out of the 'house'.

"Humph." The curly-haired woman was arrogant and proud, and said as she dragged her into the house, "I'm really holding you back, and I'm holding you back. It'll be fine if you open the door as soon as possible, but I insist on scolding you. You are so honest, why are you pretending to be pitiful? Who will pay attention to you? You came out just in time to make room for those who need it."

"Move up, don't block the road." The man who yelled first stretched out his hand and pushed the boy.

The young man stumbled and was barely supported by a pair of hands stretched out from beside him.

The owner of these hands was an old man who looked to be in his seventies. He held the boy's arm and persuaded him: "Young man, you don't have to come out by yourself. There is enough room for us people to go in."

There are now a total of 4 people, and if you squeeze in, you can definitely stand down.

But the young man shook his head, "No, it can't be done." He opened his sleeves, revealing a bloodstain on his arm, "I'm injured."

He wasn't sure if he was scratched by a zombie. It was too unsafe to be in a small, closed environment with others. If he mutated, it would be too late for others to escape.

"Hey, hey, add me, add me!" Before the old man could say anything else, a short and thin man running from a distance squeezed the two of them away and slipped into the 'house'.

"Hey, don't be too crowded, there's only so much room." The woman scolded, raised her hand and closed the door with a click.

Looking at the closed door and the people in the room who silently looked away, the old man said nothing and only shook his head slightly.

He patted the boy's arm gently, then let go, turned and walked towards the other side, reaching another door.

This 'house' was where Qin Miao had previously placed the four children, and the door was not locked from the inside. The old man opened the door and leaned over to pick up a child sitting on the ground so that he could stand in the vacant seat.

After giving the boy one last look, he sighed and slowly closed the door.

"click"

The very faint sound of the door closing was insignificant in the current noisy scene, but somehow, Fang Gang and others felt it was deafening.