MTL - He Lived Like You-Chapter 17
Torrential rain, dark clouds, and a lonely temple in the suburbs, the three elements converged into a standard horror movie opening, even the kind-hearted Maitreya Buddha in the temple seemed to laugh wickedly.
Yao Wuque placed a tube of a small radiation filter in front of the temple gate, turned his head and bowed to Maitreya Buddha, and put another tube on its round belly. Shaoqing Zhong Yin took out the measuring instrument and walked around the temple. The radiation value reached the normal index. Everyone was able to take off the hood. Shen Shanwu also quickly took off the one that was useless for him except heavy. helmet.
The hour hand pointed to four o'clock in the afternoon, the wind outside was faintly quiet, but the rain still did not stop.
Everyone sat around the ruined temple and chatted, from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life, and inevitably they talked about mutants, Yao Wuque suddenly asked curiously: " Have any of you seen the mutants with your own eyes?"
Shen Shanwu sat obediently cuddling his knees and listened carefully to the conversation of the adults with his big eyes open. Hearing these words, he couldn't help looking at the man sitting beside him from the corner of his eye. Jiang Huan, the other party was leaning against the wall wearing a mask, and there was no response at all.
"The mutants are such a cruel and murderous race, who is still alive when they see it." Another team member shook his head, "The 109 massacre at Shenghe Hospital, do you know?"
The deputy team leaned forward and changed his sitting position, Yao Wuque was excited, and hurriedly asked: "I don't know, what is it? What is it!"
"A hospital located in the southern Wuyou City area. 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 were spared. Zombie-related research materials have also been burnt."
Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted, and even the team Changjiang Huan slowly turned his face to look at him, the team member couldn't help but say more excitedly, vividly: "I heard, Not a single corpse in the hospital is complete, the eyeballs are smashed, the tongue is pulled out, the brain is sucked to the ground, the heart is gnawed everywhere, the intestines are pulled out and wrapped around the neck, and people are hung from the ceiling. The white walls were all repainted with blood, and the people who cleaned it later went in and vomited a few, a living **** on earth."
"Fuck me." Yao Wuque couldn't help rubbing his shoulders, "After all, mutants were once human, it's too inhuman."
"But they are not human anymore." Zhong Yin said, "They are zombies, they have produced sane zombies, the desire to kill is extremely strong, and they like to eat human flesh and internal organs. I don't think I will ever see them again. They are the best."
Yao Wuque said angrily: "What if we meet, can we run?"
"If the reaction is fast, it should be able to run." Xiaowen touched the back of his head, "I heard that mutants are very sensitive, afraid of strong light, and usually hide in the shadows during the day, so I think If we meet, we can turn on the flashlight to the maximum and shoot him in the eyes, blind him, and then run away."
"I also heard that mutants have a particularly sensitive sense of smell and are particularly afraid of the smell of garlic."
"Oops, where are we going to find garlic?"
Shen Shanwu: "..." What 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 bright light? Now he can look directly at a solar eclipse! Who likes to eat human flesh? He is very picky!
…But the 109 doctors and nurses of St. Harmony Hospital did indeed all die at the hands of mutants.
The hospital captured a mutant who had just woken up in the last four years. They took advantage of the mutant's physical characteristics that it is extremely difficult to die, and divided the mutant's body into six pieces. Head, Limbs and Body.
They draw blood, peel off skin, cut muscle and fat, separate blood vessels and nerves, and conduct electrical shocks, hallucinations, poison gas, slices and other inhumane physiological studies on the mutant's brain.
On the one hand, they want to find a way to restrain zombies, but most importantly, they want to gain the power of mutants.
They don't treat mutants as human beings, and mutants naturally don't treat them as human beings.
After rescuing the dismembered mutant, there was not a single opening left inside the hospital, blood and flesh smeared every inch of the floor tiles and penetrated every inch of the walls.
The mutants want to let the whole world know through this brutal massacre, and this is the price to pay for the coveted mutants.
As for mutants being a murderous race...Shen Shanwu thinks the opposite, mutants are like tigers and lions, they are too lazy to move when they are full, maybe it is genetic restriction, hundreds of mutants all over the world However, no one likes to do things. Everyone either lives alone in the strong radiation area, or wears sunglasses and masks to live carefully with human beings, and is beautiful and happy.
However, it is impossible for humans to admit that mutants are still human, and mutants also acquiesce to each other that they belong to the family of zombies, and do not justify their cruel image.
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The right choice.
But what if the zombie that must die is your relative? Will you raise the butcher knife, or will you pray for the one-in-a-million chance?
Do you resent the person who killed your loved one who turned into a zombie?
Will you be bound by the assumption that the other party may become a mutant, so that even if the claws of the zombies are close to you, you will not dare to attack any zombies?
Jiang Huan leaned back against the wall after only two sentences. After a while, Shen Shanwu thought he was asleep, and just moved his legs to stand up, but the hem of his clothes was pulled. Stopped, he turned his head, saw Jiang Huan facing him straight, opened his lips and asked, "What do you want to do?"
“…the ground is too hard.”
Shen Shanwu's original intention was that the ground was too hard and it would be uncomfortable to sit for a long time, so I wanted to stand up and move around, but this sentence fell into Jiang Huan's ears: the ground is too hard, others Sitting **** hurts.
He straightened one leg and patted Shen Shanwu lightly.
"...?" Shen Shanwu looked at him inexplicably, Jiang Huan waited for a while, and when he saw Jiang Tong standing still like a fool, he simply reached out to hug him, and then put his arms around his waist The person pressed directly on his leg, "Will this be more comfortable?"
Father's love is like a mountain, Shen Shanwu can't bear it.
Yao Wuque next to him looked very hot, and he was not good at directly provoking the authority of the captain, so he had to say yin and yang strangely: "Yin Yin, the ground is cold, 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 screen finally had a slight tendency to become smaller, but the sky was completely dark. The temperature dropped sharply and it was freezing to the bone, but in the wild, everyone dared not go into the sleeping bag to rest, for fear of running away from danger. Xiaowen turned on the power of their only heater to the maximum. Everyone put on protective clothing outside the protective clothing, and slept against the wall.
Jiang Huan hugged very tightly, occasionally wrapping the cloak tighter around Shen Shanwu, then holding his hand and placing it in front of his belly, "Is it cold?"
Whenever you touch Shen Shanwu's hand, he will feel the same slightly cool temperature, Shen Shanwu is not cold, but he is a little nervous, "Jiang, it's alright. , I'm not cold..."
Not cold? How could such a wet rainy night not be cold? The cold air clearly seeped into the bones of the person, and the coldness was so cold that even the blood of the person was frozen hard.
Jiang Huan brushed aside the soft black hair in front of Jiang Tong's forehead. Under the night light, he saw the other person's black and white eyes. The eye shape was exactly the same as the man in memory, but because of the difference in color, it appeared more moisturizing Bright.
Consciousness gradually became blurred in the sound of rain, and in the blur, Jiang Huanmuran remembered that it was a similar rainy night that day, 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 continuous rain. Jiang Huan, who was only 13 years old, was cold and hungry. The innermost part of the cave shivered.
But the cave is too small and shallow, no matter how he curled up to hide, part of his body was always blown by the cold wind, he finally couldn't help opening his eyes, and called out tremblingly and hoarsely: " "Brother Shanwu, I'm so cold."
The man who was sitting at the entrance of the cave with his back to him to protect the wind turned his head. Under the moonlight, those black and red eyes had a coquettish and demagogic power.
"..." The man put down the filter rod he was playing with, inserted it into the crevice of the rock, got up silently and walked to Jiang Huan's side, Jiang Huan took a breath and said aggrieved: "My My feet are so cold that I can't feel it, and my hands are so cold that I'm going to suffer from frostbite..."
"Are you a fool?" The man's tone of voice was poor, and the sharp teeth between his lips were looming, but Jiang Huan was not afraid. Instead, he sought comfort even more aggrieved: "I It's too cold to fall asleep, can you hold me..."
A person who likes to act like a spoiled child always knows that someone will love him.
"I really got you." The man sighed and sat down beside Jiang Huan. He asked Jiang Huan to sit on his lap with his legs folded, and then nestled his body inside. In his arms, the firm and broad shoulders suddenly withstood all the wind, frost, rain and snow.
The man lowered his head and held Jiang Huan's feet, rubbed them carefully, and let him put his hands into his body to keep warm. His waist, the side waist without a trace of fat is warm and tight, even if his hands are frozen like ice cubes, he will not have any complaints if he touches the past man rashly.
Mutants do not feel cold or hot.
The howling wind carried the roar of zombies, sometimes as if it was close to my ear, Jiang Huan flinched in the half-dreamer, and couldn't help but timidly asked softly: "Brother Shanwu , will there be zombies crawling in in the middle of the night..."
"No."
"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 tightly again, "If you want to scratch, scratch me first, okay? I'm here."
Jiang Huan finally calmed down. He closed his eyes and folded his fingers together. He grasped not only the people who took care of him in the dream, but also the people who needed his care outside the dream.
