Baiyueguang professional account

The letter sent by An Mo was in a white envelope, but the letter caught between the cracks of the door was in a yellow envelope.

Very old khaki, with a place for stamps, is a common old-fashioned envelope, mostly used to deliver mailboxes.

An Mo couldn't wait for a moment, he immediately opened the envelope and took out a piece of paper from inside.

On the paper were a few clear and delicate characters, which looked like they were written by a girl.

A few lines of words, two or three paragraphs, shocked An Mo's heart.

As they had expected, Area B did have survivors.But what was different from their imagination was that there were so many survivors in Area B, so many that An Mo couldn't believe it.

According to the letter, nearly 50 people are still alive in the laboratory underground in Area B.

"Nearly 50 people is not a small number." An Mo took Xin Lang back, and shared with Xin Lang excitedly while reading the letter: "The letter also said that the electronic equipment system in Area B is not broken. Saw us on surveillance."

Suddenly staggered, An Mo subconsciously let out a low cry, Xin Lang hugged him swiftly, and snatched the letter from his hand with a grim expression.

"Go back and see." Xin Lang said coldly.

An Mo laughed. Since he had already received the reply, it was naturally not too late.

He was just too happy.

"If they are willing to reply, it proves that there is a 50.00% probability that Miss Yue can stay and give birth."

The map shows that there is a soundproof area underground in Area B. If they want, Sister Yue can give birth there, or live there during the confinement period.

Why do you say there is only a 50.00% probability?Because they still have a pregnant woman here, the other party may not know about it.

An Mo and Xin Lang have been to Area B twice in total. Both times they passed through the passages of Area A and B. They did not go through many places, especially after seeing that the number of zombies wandering in Area B was more than twice that of Area A. , An Mo stopped thinking about continuing to explore.

Xin Lang didn't care about anything else, he cared more about An Mo's body.

After the last rescue, An Mo's body is not as good as before. Although he can still walk for a short time, the fatigue brought by his legs will only make him more and more tired, especially when the numbness and pain are aroused Sometimes, it seems that countless invisible small needles are pierced into the muscles, and the prolonged numbness and pain cannot be ignored, as if they are undergoing a kind of torture.

Back in the laboratory, Xin Lang pushed the wheelchair over. An Mo smiled knowingly, sat on it, and then said to Miss Yue who was looking over frequently: "The survivors in Area B wrote me back. There are many survivors, nearly 50 people."

Sister Yue was taken aback for a moment, and then a joy visible to the naked eye appeared on her face, "And then?"

"They did see me and Xin Lang before, but I don't know why they replied so slowly." An Mo took the letter from Xin Lang's hand, read it carefully this time, and the joy in his eyes gradually went out. .

Seeing that his expression was not quite right, Sister Yue came over, lowered her head and quickly scanned the contents of the letter, then frowned tightly.

"What does handing in supplies mean?" Sister Yue read the sentence again, "If you want to join them, you must hand in our supplies? Why?"

"Probably because they don't trust us." An Mo raised his eyebrows, replied lightly, and folded the letter paper again along the original fold marks.

Sister Yue sneered, "It's as if we believe them."

"It's just a group." An Mo said: "But the materials are secondary. I really want to take you there for production, but I'm afraid they will refuse. It's better to hand in the materials. We handed in the materials, and they have no reason I won't accommodate you."

Unexpectedly, he thought this way, Miss Yue was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously opened her mouth to retort: ​​"No, I can leave here and find another safe place to produce. I don't need to give them all the supplies."

After saying that, she turned her head away in embarrassment when she met the smiling eyes of the young man.

The young man knew, and she also knew, that it was impossible to find a safer place of delivery in less than a month's waiting time.

The soundproof area underground in Area B is the closest and safest option.

An Mo wrote back, saying that they would hand in the supplies, and wrote down all their plans. There are a lot of survivors in Area B, so it should be able to play a great role in attracting them. At that time, they will pass through the passage and let the people in Area B meet them. If both parties act at the same time, there should not be too much danger.

The letter was collected the next day, and a reply was not received until three days later.

The letter stated that they would not dispatch all of them for the sake of three people and take such a big risk, but they could send five people to meet them. It is best to be quiet during the whole process, so as not to disturb the zombies.

After setting the time, An Mo and Xin Lang packed everything into the big backpack the night before.

Xin Lang became more and more reticent, because An Mo decided to join the other survivors, he seemed a little unhappy, but this depressed mood was not directed at An Mo, but rather an inexplicable feeling.

An Mo didn't notice anything wrong with him at first, but it was because Sister Yue keenly sensed that the tall man who was not good at speech was becoming more and more silent, and reminded An Mo a little before he reacted.

Xin Lang's hand to pack things was held by a pair of slender hands, and his movements were forced to stop.

"You are unhappy." An Mo expressed his mood softly, "Tell me the reason."

"No..." Xin Lang shook his head and said, "No."

"Are you lying to me?"

"No."

"You dare not look me in the eye."

Two or three sentences disintegrated all Xin Lang's thoughts of trying to hide.

"I'm worried." Xin Lang's voice was very deep, like dangerous and depressing waves surging in the mysterious sea under the night, "They are not good people."

An Mo pursed his lips, stared at Xin Lang for a moment, reached out to hug him, and put his head on his shoulder.

Along the way, they have experienced too much.In less than a year, the world has changed drastically, and human nature is unpredictable. At the beginning, when humans still occupied the majority, what was just a small service area has become a slaughterhouse for the living, let alone some big city.

After being injured by a zombie, Xin Lang lost his memory and knocked on doors, but no one was willing to open the door for him.

All of this is like a nightmare in a dream, reminding them all the time.

Human beings are no longer trustworthy.

Xin Lang has never believed in humans, he only believes in An Mo.

"It's not that bad." An Mo coaxed him softly, but he was also coaxing himself, "If something is wrong, our family will leave, okay?"

The temptation of the sound-proof area has surpassed others. An Mo is even willing to offer supplies and send Miss Yue to the sound-proof area to wait for delivery.

"Just treat my kindness as overflowing, I want to leave blood for Xiaoshi's family..."

They are all good people.

Miss Yue is also a good person.

such a pity.

Xin Lang didn't say anything else, but when they hugged and slept that night, they hugged An Mo more forcefully, and there was no gap between them, they were close together.

The next day, when it was time agreed with the survivors in Area B, the three arrived at the gate of the passage on time.

Seeing the door that was still locked, a deep look flashed across An Mo's eyes.

"They lied to us?" Miss Yue's face was a bit ugly, perhaps because of her impending childbirth, her mood fluctuated a lot recently, and she often felt very sad because of a trivial matter.

"Wait a little longer, there's no rush." ​​An Mo said lightly.

Having said that, the waiting period was indeed difficult.

About three to ten minutes later, through the glass on the door, An Mo saw a group of people approaching. They walked slowly, with complete defense equipment on their bodies, and the weapons in their hands seemed to have been battle-tested.

Judging from their vigilant and defensive actions, they don't look like novice hands-on.

An Mo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling inexplicably at ease.

The leader on the opposite side unlocked the door, and the moment the door was opened, the situation of both sides was exposed to the air.

These five people are all men and adults, but they should not be very old.The leader was a man with a stern face. He stared at An Mo and the others undisguisedly. When his eyes touched the pregnant Yue Jie, his brows furrowed tightly.

"You didn't say that there is another pregnant woman."

"I wanted to talk about it, but you said that you will hand in the supplies. I don't think it matters whether you say it or not." An Mo smiled and took the lead in introducing himself: "My name is An Mo, what's your name?"

Still frowning, the man replied, "Zhu Qinglan."

"Hello, Mr. Zhu." After speaking, An Mo introduced Xin Lang and Sister Yue to each other, and then said: "We have prepared the supplies. To be honest, the reason why I insist on entering Area B is because of Sister Yue. Production is coming soon, and we need a soundproof room in the basement of Block B."

Zhu Qinglan was silent for a few seconds, then snorted coldly, "You guys are well prepared."

"Of course, who doesn't want to live."

"So whose child is hers?"

An Mo was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Xin Lang.Xin Lang frowned displeasedly, and stepped forward to block An Mo, as if he wanted to beat Zhu Qinglan anytime and anywhere, An Mo quickly pulled him back.

"It's not theirs." Without waiting for An Mo to explain, Yue Jie said in a deep voice, "My lover is no longer here."

Hearing this, Zhu Qinglan showed some surprise, "Is there any relationship between you?"

Although she didn't like this question-and-answer method, but in order to enter the soundproof room, Yue Jie answered patiently: "No."

Zhu Qinglan was silent for a few seconds, and finally said nothing. She turned her head and said a few words to the four people behind her, then took a step back and said to An Mo: "I'm walking in front, you follow me closely. More than you can imagine."

An Mo nodded, and he leaned closer to Xin Lang's ear for a word of advice, then stepped forward and followed Zhu Qinglan closely.

"Why are there so many zombies in Area B?" An Mo asked something that had puzzled him for a long time, "The zombies we encountered in Area A seem to be less than half of those in Area B."

Zhu Qinglan looked back at her coldly, and told the truth without emotion.

"Because this used to be a safe zone."

An Mo: "..."

Once the safe zone, the sanctuary of human beings, fell, hundreds of survivors were instantly infected into the walking dead that can be seen everywhere today, hunting the remaining survivors in area B.

This is the end times.