Chapter 160 (1/2)

The middle-aged man looks at the daughter who has no expression, the expression is slightly stiff.

It's all due to his wife, daughter's mother, on the day of the disaster, who did not survive the infection and didn't have time to notice the breathing pattern, so she died and became a zombie.

Because of the death of her mother, her daughter suffered from autism. In the past society, if you look for a better psychologist, you may get better after long-term care.

But now such a picture of the end of the world, in the outbreak area, where there will be psychiatrists to treat people.

It is true in the areas where the epidemic has not yet been infected, but it has been learned from the radio that the government has closed all the infected areas and no one is allowed to enter or leave.

It's easier for people outside to come in. Bribe some officers on the blockade line to sneak into the infected area. After all, some people can't stop them if they want to die.

If people in the infected area want to go out, there is a normal way. As long as you can prove that you are not infected with bacteria, after disinfection, you can return to the peaceful area, but once you are infected, you can directly kill them.

Even the officers dare not make some small moves. The notice has been given above. There is no tolerance for releasing the infected person, regardless of the level and the reasons. Once an infected person is found to come out of the infected area, the relevant person in charge can be shot directly without going to the military court.

It is almost impossible to get out of the infected area. The middle-aged can only have time to interact with their daughter, hoping to help her out of the shadow as soon as possible.

”There is a supermarket ahead. Let's go and find some food.” The middle-aged man took his daughter's hand, and he could only rigidly transfer the topic and took the unresponsive daughter to the supermarket in front of him.

The disaster just happened more than three days ago. Now food is enough, but I believe that after a period of time, food will become very scarce.

”Maybe I should get some people together and start developing bases and growing edible food.” The middle-aged man thought of eating a bag of bread, but he didn't have a regulation about how to do it. He was just a technical worker before, and he was not good at management.

”Well? Is there a zombie approaching After a root liberation, the middle-aged man not only gained his own root ability, but also continuously derived new soul power after liberation, which improved his soul level and greatly improved his perception ability.

The ceiling of the small supermarket was smashed directly. A dark man squatted in the dust of the ruins and stood up slowly. Under the ghost like mask, a pair of aggressive eyes like wild animals were staring at the disaster fighting sword in the hands of the middle-aged people.

”Did you take what belongs to me?” As the dust cleared away, the mask on Chen Dixi's face wriggled away slowly, revealing his face.