The remains of the zombie were still lying at the stairs, dirty blood and pus flowed out of them, seducing flies like women stripped naked.

Su Hao smashed open the fuel tank of the abandoned vehicle downstairs, picked up two full buckets of gasoline, and evenly spilled it on every piece of furniture in the room.

When he was doing this, Yang Lulu stood by her with a collection of films in her arms and stared silently.

The album is very thin, and there are only a few photos, all of which are photos of a middle-aged man and a little girl. His skin is copper-black, his teeth are a little dark yellow, and his dense wrinkles make him look older than his peers. The father and daughter look very close in the photos, and their smiles come from the heart.

Su Hao tied an old piece of clothing on the branches, made it into a torch, soaked it in gasoline, ignited it, and handed it to Yang Lulu.

When handing over the torch, he felt the little girl's hands trembling.

"He definitely hopes that you will live happily, instead of tears on your face at any time. You have grown up and must learn to accept and take responsibility. Everyone will suffer, and we cannot escape, we can only face it."

Yang Lulu did not doubt what Su Hao said. She had reached the age to be able to judge the truth, falsehood, good and evil. The hardships of life made her understand more worldly style than her peers. She burst into tears and threw the torch in her hand into the room with force. A crazy flame suddenly rose in the room.

Standing at the stairs, the heat waves rolled in. The flames were like elves that were painted red indiscriminately, swallowing everything in the room unscrupulously. Beds, bookcases, tables and chairs, and closets... These things that accompanied Yang Lulu for nine years would be burned to ashes and could only be found in the depths of memory. The sound of "Bippi peeling" came from the room, and the dirty and sin were purified in the flames. From time to time, panicked spiders crawled out of the corner of the room, running around without any heads or minds, but were swallowed by the roaring flames on the spot, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

The middle-aged man was still tied to a chair. The flames burned the ropes, causing him to break free from the restraints, but he could not escape from the house full of heat. The brain occupied by the virus did not seem to be afraid of the flames. The expression on his face was numb, he just raised his head and sniffed around in the air, desperately looking for the breath of living people. The flying dust and smoke completely covered the existence of Su Hao and Yang Lulu. They stood outside, silently watching the black figure dancing wildly in the depths of the flames, making a terrifying howl.

"dad----"

The little girl's eyes were red and her face was covered with tears. She hugged the album tightly in front of her chest, screamed at the top of her lungs, and fell heavily to the ground.

Countless scenes of the past flashed in front of Yang Lulu's eyes————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The kind face that had just passed middle age but was covered with wrinkles and looked old is gradually fading away and disappearing forever.

Su Hao did not dissuade him.

He stood beside him and watched the scene quietly. The firelight reflected red from his angular face, and also ignited the murderous intent and anger hidden in the span of time and space deep in his eyes, releasing an increasingly intense coldness and resoluteness.

..

When Su Hao and Yang Lulu appeared in the building, it caused a big and small sensation. The men did not show much enthusiasm for the little girl, and the women also showed just the right welcome. They did not reject the members of the team joining, but because of their personal temperament and experience, they responded differently.

Du Tianhao walked to Su Hao, holding the assault rifle in the local area, looked at Yang Lulu who was surrounded by Xinyan and Li Xiaomei with interest, and said thoughtfully: "The people in this city are almost dead, and most of the rest have escaped. I really didn't expect that such a small doll would stay... You must have worked a lot to find her."

Su Hao turned his head a little strangely and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"

“You should run a kindergarten.”

Du Tianhao said very seriously: "Tao Yuan's baby will be one year old in a few months. There are not only one or two children living in this city. I know you are not the kind of cruel guy. But I have to remind you: not everyone rescued will be grateful to you. There are many bastards in this world who are kind to repay grudges with their grudges. Little baby is no exception. If you spend your energy to raise them and grow up, you may only gain resentment and disgust."

Su Hao did not express his opinion. He turned around and looked at the other party carefully.

"Of course, kindergarten is just a joke. What I really want to say is that we have to change the rules."

Du Tianhao's voice sounded full of stubbornness and admonition: "We don't need to support the newly-joined people who just joined. Do you remember what happened last time? They will feel that they should be rescued and eaten. You should understand that I have no prejudice against anyone, and this is not directed at someone in the team. I just think you should make a plan in advance, make rules, we will maintain it together, and turn various terms into laws. You are right: the world has changed, and if you want to survive, you must unite. I believe that everyone in this building and in the wild camp will agree with this statement. You have strength, and we are trustworthy, and are undisputed leaders. So, you must show courage and determination and prepare for the future. For your women, for those children, and for us."

Su Hao didn't say anything, but just looked at Du Tianhao quietly with serious face.

Because he already understood.

"This matter will be left to you to deal with."

As he said that, Su Hao added: "I'm a little curious, what are you going to do?"

Du Tianhao smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth: "We are very strong and have enough weapons and food. After the wild camp is built, there must be many people who want to join in. I still say the same thing--the rules will not target a certain person. But they must prove their value. Either fight or farm."

..

The construction of outdoor camps is underway in a steadily and orderly manner. Due to insufficient manpower, only one-third of the fence has been completed. Several residential buildings and warehouses are being waterproofed and leaked. If nothing unexpected happens, they can move in at the latest next week.

Looking down from the sky, the entire camp looks like a medieval castle. In addition to the warning towers arranged on the four corners, other buildings in the city are much lower than the outer walls, and there are also large areas of vacant land around it. According to Dong Guoping's suggestion, these vacant locations will be excavated in the next few months to build hidden underground warehouses and mechanical repair workshops.

Su Hao squatted on the platform of the warning tower on the south side, and used a driver and a plier to fix the bolts on the base of the heavy machine gun.

Today is Tuesday. Old Song had already returned to the city with a group of left-behind rotation personnel yesterday. Su Hao will continue to build the camp with another twelve team members, and the next rotation will be carried out in two weeks.

He almost emptied all the KD01 Institute far away in the suburbs. Except for the weapons and supplies left in the warehouse, all the heavy equipment in the tank repair workshop was removed, and together with various parts, they were stored in a newly built warehouse in a field camp. No one could tell when these things would come in handy. It would be much better to prepare for the future than to catch blindly.

Xinyan stood beside him, grabbed a handful of raisins from his pocket, carefully picked out impurities, tucked them with his hands, and smiled and sent them to Su Hao's mouth.

Walking more than ten kilometers along the temporary road in the northeast direction, there is a large vineyard. It belongs to a well-known wine group. Survivors found dozens of tons of fermented barrel wine in the cellar, and more than thirty containers filled with raisins. Everyone was happy with the discovery. This meant that there was an increase in the variety of food to choose from and a stable supply of wine.

The raisins chewed in the mouth were very sweet. Su Hao tightened the last screw on the gun seat, stood up, grabbed the grip behind the machine gun with both hands, and rotated the muzzle along the shooting boundary through the scope. He made sure there was no problem, so he turned his attention to Xinyan.

She kept smiling, but she was no longer the frightened and helpless little girl in the underground parking lot at the beginning.

Her fingers are slender and full of the unique temperament of art girls, and have no connection with words such as "strength", "muscle", and "strength". However, from the outbreak of the virus until now, Xinyan has killed hundreds of zombies with his own hands.

She was wearing shorts and T-shirt like usual. Her extremely plump breasts stretched her clothes very high, and her body curves contracted sharply along her waist, and quickly expanded into a round curve in her hip position. Su Hao looked at the fantasy slender legs, ignored the threatening pistols on the side of her legs, stretched out her hands, passed through the girl's ears, pressing her very domineering and savagely against the wall.

"What do you want to do?"

This sentence should be the sentence that the little white rabbit uses the most when facing the big bad wolf. At this moment, Xinyan's voice was not mixed with trembling or fear, but it was obvious that excitement and expectation could be heard.

"What do you think?"

Su Hao showed a charming smile on his face. He kissed Xinyan's lips hard and tasted the dampness and smoothness spreading from the tip of his tongue.

He put his left hand around the girl's neck, and his right hand penetrated under the other person's clothes, stroking his breasts unscrupulously.

"Well... don't talk about it here at night... let's talk about it later."

Although it was not the first time the two of them did such a thing, Xinyan still felt nervous. She tried hard to push Su Hao's hand away and tried every means to let him get rid of the ridiculous idea. The latter refused to let him go. The struggle eventually turned into a contest of who was stronger than who. Due to the unique physiological advantages of men over women, Su Hao obviously had the upper hand.

Just as he wanted to go further and unbutton Xinyan's shorts, the person in charge of looking out on the east guard tower suddenly blew a whistle. Suddenly, the atmosphere above the entire camp began to become tense.

..

Under the scorching sun, a group of staggering people were slowly walking along the road.

There were about seventy or eighty people, men and women, dragging heavy suitcases and pushing bicycles with all kinds of debris. Their eyes were dull and they were walking mechanically in the hot weather. The team dragged forward and back a hundred meters on the road, moving slowly from east to west.

The camp under construction, or castle, is about 500 meters away from the highway. Through the sparse treetops, the tall walls can be easily seen. The crowd from afar soon discovered the dirt road leading to the castle. They gathered quickly, and their expressions became excited, and they walked towards this side.

Su Hao stood at the intersection outside the camp and silently watched the crowd getting closer and closer. Behind him, there were enough staff left in the four guard towers, and several armed personnel were also responsible for the guards on the roof of the residential building in the center of the camp. Once an emergency occurs, the dense shooting net is enough to eliminate any sneak attackers.

The strangers came very quickly. About half an hour later, they had already walked to a position more than 30 meters away from the wall. The cement wall at the top of the tower blocked the machine gun, and the strong sunlight also blurred the vision. They kept talking, their emotions were very enthusiastic, their eyes showed hope, and their feet became faster.

The moment Su Hao appeared in his sight, the expressions on these people's faces immediately frozen and froze in place on the spot. The focus of each pair of eyes was on the assault rifle that he was flat in his hand.

No one continued to move forward. Across nearly ten meters, the crowd stood in an irregular circle. People coming from behind joined in one after another, making the pattern grow larger and forming a disproportionate confrontation with Su Hao.

Surprised, annoyed, confused, fearful...their faces showed different expressions. These people were all carrying weapons. Some were knives of varying lengths, metal or wooden sticks, and several people had shovels and other things stuck in their backpacks. Perhaps because they felt the threat from Su Hao's assault rifle, they clasped the weapons at the same time.

A middle-aged man squeezed over from the crowd. He was tall and gave people a sense of old-fashioned and steady. The movements of his arms swinging with both hands were full of strength. Although his clothes were covered with a lot of soil, they were barely clean.

"Hello! Where is this place? Military control area? Or emergency aid station?"

His words were neither fast nor slow, and the verbal bureau seemed to be asking, but it had a somewhat commanding tone. Su Hao frowned slightly, pointed his gun at the man, and shouted coldly: "Stand there, don't move———"

The man's body froze, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, but there was still a smile on his face. He raised his hands, looked around, and then returned to Su Hao, saying, "We have no ill intentions, we just want some food and water. We came from the south and have been walking for almost a week. We are very tired and want to take a break."

Su Hao asked lightly: "Southern?"

"I'm from Baoshan."

The middle-aged man put down his raised hands and pointed to the people standing next to him: "He is from the far away, and that is from the Shiping. We walked along the way, and people joined one after another. At first, there were a few cars, and when they were driving, they lost their gasoline and were thrown away. We were very miserable, and many people died. I don't know where you are..."

“The same goes for going north.”

Su Hao interrupted him: "This is a disaster that affects the whole world, and no city can survive. Let me explain that this is not a rescue station. We are all survivors of escape, just like you."

This sentence immediately triggered exclamations and discussions in the crowd. Many people became desperate and numb. They stood blankly, their expressions filled with misery and fatigue. Some people simply sat down and looked at Su Hao with a sleepy look.

"This is impossible, he must be lying to us."

"I've said this a long time ago, there's no difference no matter where you go. There are too many dead people, who will take care of it?"

"Shh! Sigh down, I don't know if there is such a man-eating monster nearby."

The low-pitched discussion sounded noisy. Perhaps because I had seen too many terrible scenes along the way, these people were just a little excited, without hysteria or madness. They were staring at Su Hao and the tall wall behind him. The fatigue and heat had already consumed their physical energy and had no extra energy to argue.

The expression on the man's face was a little complicated. He found that Su Hao had no intention of lowering his gun, and he also saw more people standing on the city wall in the distance. The indifference he showed was obvious enough. He still walked half a step forward, but was afraid of death and did not speak.

Su Hao looked at the group of people in front of him and asked in an emotional voice: "Do you need food?"

Many people heard his words, and the middle-aged man's eyes immediately lit up. He was excited to step forward, but found that Su Hao's brows were frowning tighter and tighter, and the flat muzzle pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

He immediately put down his raised right foot and took a few steps back wisely. He said hurriedly: "I...I...Thank you! Thank you for your help. I will introduce myself. My name is Chen Deqing. There are 87 of us in total. If possible..."

"I need workers———"

Su Hao interrupted him again and said lightly: "There is a lot of work to be done here. If you want, I can provide enough water and food."

"Please wait."

A man holding a stick stood up, he pulled out his wallet from his close-fitting pocket, counted out a few bills, and said very sincerely: "We won't ask for your stuff in vain. We will pay as much as we should."

Su Hao stared at the other person's face, his tone became colder, and he raised the volume: "I can provide you with food and water, as well as a safe place to stay. I won't force anyone, and if I don't want to, I can leave now. As for the money... you can keep it yourself as a toy."

The last sentence was said very heavily. The man's face was full of surprise when he heard it, and his expression became complicated. Then he put away the banknotes in anger, held them tightly in his hand, and turned around and retreated to the depths of the crowd.
Chapter completed!