global cataclysm doomsday game

ten minutes later

Sitting on a pile of debris, Lin An's eyes flickered and he roughly understood his current situation.

North American Theater, next to Houston Space Base.

Thanks to the low population density in the Houston area before the doomsday outbreak, and a large number of troops stationed there. Therefore, after the doomsday outbreak, the number of zombies and mutants was very small.

After the military established a gathering place early to gather survivors, this pre-apocalyptic aviation industry area has now become a densely populated area in the North American war zone.

Naturally, as the apocalypse progresses, more and more survivors are pouring into this area. With the mixture of forces from all sides, this place has gradually evolved from an official gathering place controlled by the military to a gathering place for gangs and private individuals.

A super large "safe zone" standing horizontally.

Wherever there are safe zones there are slums, which is almost a standard feature in every war zone.

but

"Where I am, it's not even a slum."

"It's a slave factory called the Black Gold Gang, with subordinates subordinate to subordinates."

Lin An subconsciously glanced at the depressed children sitting around him.

The fingers of these children are severely worn, and many of the younger ones have ulcers on their fingertips, and even their nails are pus-filled and peeling.

"It's child labor on the bullet manufacturing line."

"Because children's fingers are small, they can stuff oil and gunpowder into secondary recovered cartridge cases. Therefore, these children are responsible for assembling bullets and producing old-fashioned weapons."

Children here always have unstoppable coughs due to long-term exposure to chemical products and fuels.

Every finger was corroded and oozing pus, and the younger the person was, the more suitable he was for assembling bullets, and the more serious the situation became.

As for Lin An's initial misunderstanding that these children wore miner's hats, maybe they looked like they were working in the mines, but it was a complete misunderstanding.

Anduin and others wore miner hats, not to prevent themselves from being hit by rocks in the mine, but to prevent others from knocking their heads through during a fight.

"So, you are actually a useless awakened person, right?"

In the brief silence, Anduin learned that Lin An did not have any fighting ability now and could not even produce a small flame. Anduin couldn't help but look at him with some disappointment.

They dragged Lin An back and wasted precious food, hoping that the awakened person they picked up might be able to help them.

At the gathering place, they often heard drunken and bragging adults saying that there would always be a lucky person who met an awakened person in trouble. After rescuing the other party, the powerful awakened person would help them fight off the bad guys and teach them strength.

This is a post-apocalyptic fairy tale.

Although Anduin knew that most of the awakened people were not good people, this was his only hope.

"You can say that."

"I may not be able to help you fight now."

In the silence, Lin An spoke frankly.

He doesn't want to deceive the other person, or in other words, even if he wants to, he can't.

According to his judgment, he now needs help to even walk, and it will take at least a week to return to the most basic fighting ability. And he will also need a lot of food and medicine, which may barely allow him to move freely.

However, it is limited to battles between ordinary people.

Now any level 0 awakened person can kill him.

Silence, still silence.

With Lin An's confirmation, the expressions on the faces of the children around him seemed to become even lower.

Many people began to look at Anduin for help, as if their hopes were shattered, and the illusions they had finally raised were shattered at this moment.

Facing his companion's gaze, Anduin hesitated for a moment, then stood up and looked at him disappointedly:

"In that case, I'm sorry, but you can't stay here."

"We can't afford to feed you. You are an adult and you have a lot to eat."

"Leave you here, we will be in trouble if you are discovered, and we will starve to death."

After saying that, Anduin looked at him coldly and signaled to Lin An that he could leave on his own.

Maybe it's a little cold-blooded, a little cruel. If we drive away the Asian in front of him now, he will probably die outside. But for Anduin, for this small group of them, he needs to be responsible for his partners.

After more than a year of struggling, any innocent child has turned into food.

If he saves Lin An, who will save them?

An adult eats too much.

Looking at Anduin who wanted to drive him away after realizing that he was a useless person, Lin An smiled bitterly in his heart and knew that this was the right thing to do.

However, if he goes outside now, it's hard to say what he will encounter.

Anduin and the children suddenly seemed cold and unwilling to help him anymore. But Lin An knew that this was a necessary disguise for these children to survive in the doomsday.

If he were an adult, he would have been chained up long ago. If he was an awakened person, he would be sold as a slave, or controlled and used as cannon fodder.

If not, the meat will be sold and used as bait to extract the final value.

"Tell me about your troubles. Maybe I can help you?"

With a calm look on his face, Lin An looked up at Anduin and spoke seriously.

He has lost all his strength now, but that doesn't mean he can't do anything.

"Old Huck and those people want us to pay protection fees. They bully us without the protection of the awakened ones."

"But if we just pay the protection fee to the black gold people, we will have nothing to eat."

"If we fail to deliver this week, they will beat us to death, capture Hana, and capture Lilith and sell them to those big shots."

In the damp iron house, Anduin calmly grabbed his companions and led them one by one to Lin An.

He first asked the little monkey to stretch out his hand and showed it to Lin An.

I saw a little boy called Little Monkey, wearing a huge miner's hat, timidly stretching out his hand. At only eight or nine years old, he was probably the youngest among them all.

Under the firelight, the fingers had begun to fester from the fingertips, and the white bones were faintly poking out of the flesh. The back of the hands was black, and fishy pus seeped out from under the fallen fingernails.

"If he keeps doing this, his hand will be chopped off."

"I have seen many people who are like little monkeys. After all their fingers are rotten, the poisonous blood will flow into the heart. Then they will die."

With a calm tone, Anduin seemed to be talking about ordinary facts, and turned to look at Lin An:

"It would take him several days to save the bowl of porridge you eat."

"It takes 1,600 rounds of ammunition."

Before Lin An could speak, the young man pushed Hana next to him again in front of Lin An.

"Hana is eleven years old and a virgin."

"So, she is more valuable."

"But she will die, and they will take her intestines out of her mouth and make an artifact out of her head."

"I've seen her in the store. Her sister is in that store."

Looking at Hana, whose eyes were dull and indifferent even after hearing about her fate, Lin An was silent, not knowing what to say.

He could tell that Anduin was used to this kind of thing.

In other words, I have become numb and desperate.

He looked around and could only see a hint of death.

In the apocalypse, awakened people occupy the top of the food chain, the middle level is the military and managers of various forces, the lower level is young adults. And at the lowest level, there are women and children.

No, it should be said that the children are in hell.