He Lived Like You

Heavy rain, dark clouds, and an isolated temple in the outskirts, the three elements converged into a standard horror movie opening, and even the kindly Maitreya Buddha in the temple seemed to be smiling maliciously.

Yao Wuque put a tube of small radiation filter in front of the temple gate, turned his head to worship Maitreya Buddha, and put another tube on its round belly.Shaoqing Zhongyin took out the measuring device and walked around the temple, the radiation value reached the normal index, everyone was able to take off their hoods, Shen Shanwu also quickly took off the one that was useless to him except heavy helmet.

The hour hand points to four in the afternoon, the wind outside has calmed down, but the rain has not stopped, the water drops crackle on the eaves, and then fall into the puddles, splashing bits and pieces.

Everyone was sitting around the ruined temple chatting with nothing to do. From poetry to philosophy of life, they inevitably talked about mutants. Yao Wuque suddenly asked curiously: "Has any of you seen mutations with your own eyes?" who?"

Shen Shanwu was sitting obediently with his knees hugged, and listened carefully to the adults talking with his big eyes open. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help looking at Jiang Huan who was sitting next to him from the corner of his eye, who was leaning against the wall Wearing a mask, no reaction at all.

"Mutants are such a cruel and bloodthirsty race, who really survives after seeing them." Another team member shook his head, "You know about the 109 tragedy in Shenghe Hospital?"

The deputy team leaned forward and changed their sitting posture, while Yao Wuque became excited and hurriedly asked, "I don't know, what is it? What is it!"

"A hospital located in the southern area of ​​Wuyou City. In the fifth year after the end of the world, all 109 medical staff in Shenghe Hospital were tortured and killed by mutants, and none of them survived. All the research materials related to zombies in the hospital were also taken away. Burn it clean."

Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted to him, and even the team leader Jiang Huan slowly turned his face to look at him, the team member couldn't help but speak even more joyfully, vividly: "I heard that there is no dead body in the hospital Complete, the eyeballs were smashed, the tongue was pulled out, the brain was sucked out, the heart was gnawed everywhere, the intestines were pulled out and wrapped around the neck, the person was hung from the ceiling, and the white walls of the corridor were completely repainted with blood. It was painted, and the people who cleaned it later went in and spit out a few, it was a living hell on earth.”

"Damn it." Yao Wuque couldn't help but rubbed his shoulders, "Mutants used to be human after all, it's too inhuman."

"But they are not human anymore." Zhong Yin said, "They are zombies. They have produced sane zombies. They have an extremely strong desire to kill and like to eat human flesh and internal organs. I think it is best not to see them forever."

Yao Wuque resentfully said: "What if we meet, can we escape?"

"If you react quickly, you should be able to run." Xiaowen rubbed the back of his head, "I heard that mutants have particularly sensitive vision, are afraid of strong light, and usually hide in the shadows during the day, so I think if we meet, we can take Put the flashlight on full blast, put it in his eyes, blind him, and run away."

"I also heard that mutants have a particularly sensitive sense of smell, and are particularly afraid of the smell of garlic."

"Hey, where are we going to find garlic?"

Shen Shanwu: "..." It's all a mess!The more you say it, the more outrageous it is! !

Who is afraid of garlic?Is he a vampire!Who is afraid of glare?Now he can look straight into the eclipse!Who likes to eat human flesh?He has very picky taste!

...But the 109 doctors and nurses in the Holy Harmony Hospital all died at the hands of the mutants.

That hospital captured a mutant who had just woken up in the last four years. They used the physical characteristics of mutants that are extremely difficult to die, and divided the mutant's body into six pieces, head, limbs and body.

They drew blood, peeled off the skin, cut muscle and fat, separated blood vessels and nerves, and conducted inhumane physiological research on the mutant's brain, such as electric shock, hallucination, poison gas, and slices.

On the one hand, they want to find a way to restrain zombification, but most importantly, they want to gain the power of mutants.

They didn't treat mutants as human beings, and mutants naturally wouldn't treat them as human beings either.

After rescuing the dismembered mutant, there was not a single person left alive inside the hospital. Blood and flesh shards stained every inch of the floor tiles and penetrated every inch of the wall.

Mutants want to let the whole world know through this cruel massacre, and this is the price they have to pay for coveting mutants.

As for mutants being a bloodthirsty race...Shen Shanwu thinks the opposite is true. Mutants are like tigers and lions. They don’t bother to move when they’re full. Maybe it’s genetic restrictions. There are hundreds of mutants in the world, but none of them like it. For those who make trouble, everyone either lives in seclusion alone in the strong radiation area, or wears sunglasses and masks to live carefully with human beings, harmonious and beautiful, and happy.

However, it is impossible for human beings to admit that mutants are still human, and mutants also acquiesced to each other that they belonged to the genus Zombie, and did not justify their cruel image.

The reason is that mutants come from zombies. If mutants are still human, then their killing of zombies is equivalent to killing creatures that have a chance of returning to adulthood?

Once the fact that the mutants are rational, kind and intelligent, and the way of thinking and behavior is exactly the same as that of ordinary people is known to the world, the consequences will be disastrous.

Out of the billions of zombies, there are less than a hundred mutants, and the zombies attack people, they are highly aggressive and contagious, and killing them is the most correct choice than betting on the insignificant possibility.

But what if the zombie who must die is your relative?Will you raise the butcher knife, or pray for the one-in-a-billion possibility?

Do you resent the person who killed your dead relative?

Will you be constrained by the assumption that the other party may become a mutant, so that you dare not attack any zombie even if the claws of the zombie are close in sight?

Jiang Huan only listened to a few words before leaning back against the wall. After a while, Shen Shanwu thought he was asleep, and just moved his legs to stand up, but someone grabbed him by the hem of his clothes. He turned his head and saw Jiang Huan Huan faced him directly, and asked with open lips, "What do you want to do?"

"...the ground is too hard."

Shen Shanwu's original intention was that the ground is too hard, and it's uncomfortable to sit for a long time, so I want to stand up and move around, but this sentence fell into Jiang Huan's ears: the ground is too hard, and my ass hurts to death when I sit on it.

He straightened one leg and patted Shen Shanwu lightly.

"...?" Shen Shanwu looked at him inexplicably, Jiang Huan waited for a while, and seeing Jiang Tong standing still like an idiot, he simply reached out to hug him, then put his arms around his waist and pressed the person directly on his leg on, "Would this be more comfortable?"

Father's love is like a mountain, Shen Shanwu can't bear it.

Yao Wuque looked very eagerly at the side, and he couldn't directly provoke the captain's authority, so he had to say in a strange way: "Yinyin, it's cold on the ground, do you want to sit on my lap?"

Zhong Yin replied ruthlessly: "Be careful, I will sue you for sexual harassment."

Yao Wuque: "..."

After six o'clock, the rain curtain finally had a slight tendency to become smaller, but the sky also completely darkened.The temperature plummeted, and it was freezing to the bone, but in the wild, everyone dared not sleep in a sleeping bag to rest, fearing that they would not be able to run away in case of danger.Xiaowen turned on the power of their only heater to the maximum, and everyone put on protective clothing over the protective clothing, and slept against the wall, without leaving their bodies.

The pattering drizzle played a hypnotic movement, Shen Shanwu finally sat back on the ground, but Jiang Huan half-embraced him and covered him with a cloak.

Jiang Huan hugged Shen Shanwu tightly, and from time to time he worriedly wrapped the cloak around Shen Shanwu tighter, and then held his hand and placed it in front of her belly, "Is it cold?"

No matter when you touch Shen Shanwu's hand, you will feel the same cool temperature. Shen Shanwu is not cold, but a little panicked, "Jiang team, it's okay, I'm not cold..."

not cold?How can this kind of humid rainy night not be cold? The cold air has clearly penetrated into the bones of the person, so cold that even the blood of the person is frozen hard.

Jiang Huan brushed aside the soft black hair on Jiang Tong's forehead. Under the night light, he saw the black and white eyes of the other party. The shape of the eyes was exactly the same as that of the man in his memory, but they were brighter because of the difference in color.

Consciousness gradually became blurred in the sound of rain, and Jiang Huan Muran remembered that it seemed that that day was also a similar rainy night, but the situation was much worse than today.

They had no car, no food, no heater, and no clothes to keep out the cold. They were trapped in a cave by the continuous rain. Jiang Huan, who was only thirteen years old, was cold and hungry, shivering in the innermost part of the cave.

But the cave is too small and shallow, no matter how he curls up to hide, part of his body will always be blown by the cold wind, he finally couldn't help opening his eyes, and called out tremblingly and hoarsely: "...Brother Shanwu, I am so happy cold."

The man sitting at the entrance of the cave with his back facing the wind turned his head. Under the moonlight, those black and red eyes had a coquettish and deceptive power.

"..." The man put down the filter stick he was playing with in his hand, inserted it into a crack in the rock, got up silently and walked to Jiang Huan's side, Jiang Huan sniffed, and said aggrievedly: "My feet are so cold that I can't feel it, My hands are so cold, I'm going to have chilblains..."

A pair of big warm hands took off his rain-soaked boots, and his cotton socks that looked like icy scum, and the two little feet underneath were really purple from the cold.

"Are you a fool?" The man's tone of voice was poor, sharp teeth could be seen between his lips, but Jiang Huan was not afraid, instead he sought comfort even more aggrieved: "I'm too cold to sleep, can you please?" hold me……"

A person who loves to act like a baby always knows that someone will love him.

"I really admire you." The man sighed, and sat down next to Jiang Huan. He let Jiang Huan fold his legs and sit on his lap, and then nestled his body into his arms, firm and wide. The shoulders and back immediately withstood all wind, frost, rain and snow.

The man lowered his head and held Jiang Huan's feet, rubbed them carefully, and asked him to put his hands inside his body to keep warm. Jiang Huan immediately put his hands in from the hem of his clothes, and wrapped them around the man's waist. There was no trace of fat on his side. The waist is warm and tight, even if his hands are as cold as ice, he will not complain if he touches the man rashly.

Mutants do not feel cold or hot.

The whistling wind was accompanied by the roar of zombies, sometimes as if it was close to his ears, Jiang Huan flinched between half-dream and half-awake, and couldn't help timidly asking softly: "Brother Shanwu, will there be zombies crawling around in the middle of the night?" Come in..."

"Will not."

"What if we fall asleep and they sneak up and scratch me..."

"Tsk, why are you talking so much." The man hugged the child in his arms tighter, "If you want to scratch, you should scratch me first, okay? I'm here."

Jiang Huan finally felt at ease. He closed his eyes and put his fingers together. He grasped not only the person who took care of him in the dream, but also the person who needed his care outside the dream.