Pale Silence

Chapter 28

The long arm of the excavator is lowered slowly.

Chen Mo hurriedly jumped down and knocked hard on the door: "Grandpa! We're here to pick you up!"

Holding the gun carefully, the old man carefully opened the door. Seeing Chen Mo's body covered in blood, he asked worriedly, "Momo, are you alright?"

Chen Mo shook his head vigorously.

The old man was about to say something.

Song Jian had already rushed over in his car: "Hurry up, we don't know how many of those things are around here."

The old man was silent for a while, then sighed softly and said, "If the zombies have evolved to this level, where else can we go?"

Chen Mo took the old man's arm: "Grandpa, let's go to a place without people, we can survive!"

The old man said: "Momo, you are a good boy. But I am old, and I will drag you young people down if I follow you. Come on, the night will pass, but I, a bad old man, am no longer qualified to see that day."

Chen Mo held the old man's arm stubbornly: "Grandpa, you will see, let's get out of here quickly and go to a safe place, okay?"

The old man looked at Chen Mo with complicated eyes.

Chen Mo looked at the old man at a loss.

The old man sighed: "I'll go get some medicine, you two haven't recovered from your injuries."

Chen Mo and the old man went to the clinic to get some medicine.

While searching for important medicines in the warehouse, Chen Mo smelled a pungent smell of corpses.

But at this moment, his whole body was splattered with corpse blood, and he couldn't tell where the stench came from.

The spider zombies would make a comeback at any time, and the situation was urgent, so Chen Mo could only let go of the flashing doubts in his mind and concentrate on helping the old man carry the medicinal materials.

Two boxes of messy medicines were stuffed into the trunk.

There was already a lot of food and drinks piled up there, all brought from the supermarket by Chen Mo and Song Jian.

From the moment they saw the spider zombie, they already knew that they had to start fleeing.

Chen Mo is very good at escaping.

Since the day when the end of the world came, he has been on the road of escape non-stop, never having a moment to stop and catch his breath.

A car was speeding alone above the silent ruins. Chen Mo lowered the car window, laying his small face on the window, staring blankly at the pale light of the setting sun.

The half-length hair blown by the wind was dirty and smeared on the face. The pure eyes of the young man and the ruins of the doomsday stared at each other calmly, communicating silence and longing silently.

A few days later, they parked their car on the edge of a new city, trying to find a new foothold.

Song Jian said, "Momo, do you know where this is?"

Chen Mo blurted out without hesitation: "Gaocheng City!"

Song Jian was taken aback.

He knew that Chen Mo had a good memory, especially the map, as long as he glanced at it, he could automatically generate a 3D model in his mind, but he didn't expect Chen Mo to even know this place.

Song Jian asked Chen Mo: "Momo, have you been here?"

Chen Mo lowered his head in embarrassment and whispered, "I used to like to play with maps..."

Song Jian touched Chen Mo's head: "Let's find a place to stay and let you wash your face."

Chen Mo blushed a little.

With the old man around, he was always embarrassed to be so close to Song Jian, as if he was inexplicably guilty of falling in love in front of the head teacher.

The old man got out of the car and looked thoughtfully at the buildings not far away under the gloomy sky.

Song Jian said: "Old man, you stay in the car, Momo and I will go explore the road."

The old man nodded and said: "Sometimes, if there is an accident, let me know, and I will go to meet you."

Song Jian smiled and said nothing.

He came in such a hurry that he only had a walkie-talkie with him, which was of little use.

Moreover, the old man was getting older, and he didn't dare to let the old man get angry in a hurry, for fear of any mistakes.

Song Jian patted Chen Mo's head: "What are you thinking?"

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, and whispered a little embarrassedly: "There is a military area in Gaocheng City, we..."

After thinking for a while, Song Jian understood what Chen Mo meant. This little guy wanted to go to the military area to search for guns and ammunition.

But he had other ideas.

If there are troops stationed in Gaocheng City, does that mean that there may be a stronger base here than his previous resort?

If they can enter the military base, can they no longer be displaced like this?

In the past three years, Song Jian has encountered many private armed forces, but he has never been in contact with the army.

Song Jian said: "Momo, do you remember the exact location of that military region?"

Chen Mo nodded: "Well, I remember."

Song Jian said: "Okay, let's find a place to rest tonight, and go to the military area at dawn tomorrow."

They chose a residential area on the edge of the city.

It is close to an artificial lake, and the housing prices are very high. Most of them are single-family villas. Only the first phase of the project has been completed, and the rest has not yet opened. The traffic is relatively less dense.

Song Jian and Chen Mo walked slowly into the community with their guns in hand.

There is some viscous corpse fluid on the gravel road in the community.

Song Jian couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart when he thought of those things on the shelves in the supermarket.

Chen Mo seemed relieved.

Song Jian asked in a low voice: "What do you see?"

Chen Mo whispered: "These corpse fluids are from ordinary zombies, and the zombies here haven't started to mutate yet."

There was something strange in Song Jian's heart.

He always thought that the zombies were changing at the same time.

The zombies in the Yan's Group building, in the underground laboratory, near the base, and the group of zombies at the gas station who can detect and communicate, all of them started to change almost at the same time, evolving intelligence little by little.

The group of monsters that Song Jian and Chen Mo encountered later in the small clinic were regarded as the process of their mutation during the month of recuperation.

But why the zombies in Gaocheng City still maintain the most primitive appearance, showing no sign of mutating.

Chen Mo shot and killed a zombie, and waved to Song Jian: "Song Jian, come here!"

Song Jian walked over and kicked open the door.

A zombie in a floral skirt roared and rushed towards them, and was shot dead by Song Jian.

The two rushed into the single-family villa together tacitly. Chen Mo raised his gun to guard, and Song Jian moved the bookcase next to him to temporarily block the door.

The corpse in a floral dress looked like the hostess of the family. There were a lot of gold jewelry hanging around the withered neck of the corpse, and a large diamond ring on the ring finger. It could be seen that it belonged to a wealthy family.

But in such a world, gold, silver and diamonds are no longer attractive to survivors.

They need food, medicine, and weapons.

After confirming that it was safe here, Song Jian and Chen Mo pushed out to block the door, and drove outside the community to pick up the old man.

There are not many storage materials in such a house, but there is still hot water in the solar water heater on the roof. The hot water stored in the hot water for more than three years has a slightly unpleasant smell, but for those already in the car For those who have spent a long night in the water, the hot water is enough to satisfy.

Standing under the shower, Chen Mo closed his eyes and let the hot water wash over his hair and face. The body odor was finally washed away slowly.

Chen Mo opened his eyes, looked at the fair boy in the mirror, took a deep breath, and finally confirmed that he was still a living person.

Yes, he is human.

He didn't turn into a zombie.

The zombies gradually evolved, and the boundary between them and humans became more and more blurred. The fear in Chen Mo's heart became heavier and heavier.

He was infected by the zombie virus.

Although he still has thoughts and a heartbeat, he has been infected after all.

Maybe... maybe he's a zombie now?

Could it be that he has actually mutated, or that his current appearance is the end of the zombies' evolution?

Chen Mo knew that he liked to think wildly, but he was still so scared that he wanted to cry in his wild thoughts.

Only by staring at himself in the mirror like this can he dare to try to convince himself that I am a human being, a living person, and that I have not turned into a zombie.

Chen Mo closed his eyes tiredly.

Hot water is very precious, and both Song Jian and the old man still need it, so he must finish washing it quickly.

At this time, Song Jian walked into the bathroom, squeezed a ball of shampoo, and helped Chen Mo wash his half-length hair.

Chen Mo was taken aback: "You, why did you come in!"

Song Jian said flatly: "Save water."

The two young people were saving water in the bathroom, and the old man was walking slowly in the living room on crutches, and also practiced Tai Chi for a while.

After finishing a set of Tai Chi, before Song Jian and Chen Mo came out, the old man walked to the window and slowly opened some curtains.

Outside the window, a zombie wandered past, not noticing the eyes of humans at all.

The zombies here move slowly and look numb, just like the beginning of the end of the world.

The old man put down the curtains, and began to practice Tai Chi again with a complicated mood.

At this time, in the resort base.

Zhao Yan was lying on the bed with severe burns all over his body. He lost one eye and half of his arm. He screamed in bed for more than a month.

Now, he finally stopped screaming day and night, and just stared at the ceiling with his remaining eye. His whole body was wrapped in gauze, pus and blood mixed together, and dried up on his severely injured skin.

Yan Ruoming opened the door and walked in, sat by the bed and calmly helped Zhao Yan debride and change the dressing.

Zhao Yan twitched in pain, and his teeth kept shaking.

Yan Ruoming kept his hands on, and said flatly, "Don't move."

Zhao Yan shivered for a moment, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice indistinctly: "Chen Mo said that he was in pain when he was doing the vaccine experiment. Will I be in such pain?"

Yan Ruoming paused and said, "I don't know. If you're curious, I can try it on you."

Zhao Yan laughed darkly.

Yan Ruoming said, "Shut up."

Zhao Yan looked at Yan Ruoming coldly.

Yan Ruoming said, "Your vocal cords are severely damaged, and it's hard to hear when you laugh."

Zhao Yan said hoarsely, "I will make them pay the price."

Yan Ruoming closed his eyes, calmed down for a while, and said, "If you only survived for revenge, I can kill you right now."

Zhao Yan looked at Yan Ruoming strangely: "You really only want to develop a vaccine for zombies? Do you really want to save the world? Don't you have your own selfishness? Dr. Yan, I don't believe there are saints in this world. Don't lie to me again."

Yan Ruoming rewrapped Zhao Yan's severely burned body with brand new gauze, and said flatly, "I will set off tomorrow to find the whereabouts of Song Jian and Chen Mo. If you want to survive, just stay in the base obediently." , don't go anywhere."