I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1303 - 310: Big Brother... Hurry... I’m Scared
"Fang Yang, give it up. Doing this is useless. Do you think anyone will come to rescue us from where we are now?"
A young man with long hair looked helplessly at his companion in front of him.
The place they’re currently situated in is a fireworks factory. Due to the special situation here, the high walls surrounding it ensure the factory’s safety, providing them with a secure shelter.
Fang Yang is a technical employee at the fireworks factory, skilled in manufacturing. What he just released was a rescue smoke signal, a low-decibel colorful smoke often supplied to extreme adventurers.
If you encounter danger in the snowy mountains, releasing the colorful smoke can let the search team know the other party’s location, while not causing an avalanche, ensuring their safety.
"Let’s give it a try. There’s always some hope, right?" Fang Yang gazed at the sky as the colorful smoke gradually dispersed and disappeared, speaking in a low voice.
The long-haired young man looked at the scattered ordinary zombies wandering outside the wall. "Look outside, these zombies are scattered but don’t leave, always wandering around. We dare not leave, only to be trapped in here. Fortunately, the factory was formerly closed, stocked with enough food, giving us a chance to survive."
Fang Yang said, "But food will eventually run out, and in this time, the remaining food has already undergone a change."
The long-haired young man stayed silent.
Currently, there are three of them; originally, there were six. Among them, two went out one after another to find a way out, drove off in two trucks, but never returned, without any news.
In the apocalypse, such situations are clear-cut: they likely died outside with no way back. But he hoped that the two truly found a route out; it’s just that the journey is long, unable to make contact, only able to live well wherever they are.
As for another one, they truly went mad, unable to withstand the pressure brought by the apocalypse, ultimately committing suicide in their room.
In the distance.
Two figures sat on a giant rock, enjoying their cup noodles, slurping this apocalyptic delicacy.
"They’re setting off fireworks again." A Mutant sneered coldly, not taking this group of ordinary survivors in the apocalypse seriously at all.
They were, after all, the high and mighty Mutants, possessing unimaginable strength.
They could decide the life and death of ordinary survivors effortlessly.
"How many times have I said, that’s not fireworks, it’s a rescue smoke signal."
"Whatever it is, what shall we do now? We’ve waited two days, and no other survivors have shown up. I reckon no one has discovered them."
"Alright, let’s move then. Three is better than none; hand them over to headquarters, and we can still get rewards."
"Damn, I’m really envious of those guys appearing recently. The serum that got injected is the latest research of the organization, highly potent with great power."
They were quite envious of them.
Clearly injected later than them, yet who would’ve thought each one would be so fierce.
Thinking of it fills them with deep envy and jealousy.
"Let’s go, time to take them away. They thought of waiting for others’ rescue, yet what’s coming is us."
"Haha."
The two tossed the empty cup noodles they finished at their convenience. This uncivilized behavior is not commendable; even now, in the apocalypse, one must pay attention to protecting the environment.
Whether future generations can live well depends on the current generation’s awareness in this aspect.
At the gate of the fireworks factory.
A big gate blocked their path.
Surrounding zombies saw them yet reacted as if they haven’t seen anything.
Being Mutants, they had the aura of zombies themselves. In the perception of ordinary zombies, they were already regarded as the same kind and thus were ignored.
At this moment.
Their arrival aroused the attention of the three survivors inside the fireworks factory.
"There are people at our gate." Fang Yang observed the situation around from the rooftop. When he saw the two figures appearing, his excitement shot up instantly but quickly dissipated, for he noticed the arriving survivors were ignored by the surrounding zombies.
This situation really went beyond his imagination.
Having been here all along, they didn’t know about the ’Zombie Album,’ so they were unaware of the massive changes in the outside world.
They could be described as frogs at the bottom of a well.
The other two companions regained their spirit.
"Then let them in."
"Yeah, we’ve been sending rescue signals all along, didn’t expect someone really came."
Fang Yang said, "Wait a minute, something’s off. There are zombies outside, but the two survivors just stood so openly at the gate and the surrounding zombies acted as if they didn’t see them. I feel there’s something wrong here."
"Huh?"
"What?"
The two companions looked shocked.
They couldn’t quite believe what Fang Yang said.
"Really, I saw it with my own eyes. If you don’t believe me, come to the rooftop with me." Fang Yang said.
The companions exchanged glances, then followed Fang Yang to the rooftop.
With one look, they saw the two strangers standing at the gate. They didn’t come in, but instead stood talking at the gate. The scattered zombies were still wandering around and indeed didn’t launch any attack on the two standing at the gate.
This situation was beyond their comprehension.
In their inherent understanding, zombies were brutal, seeing live people would open their sticky mouths, tearing and biting into the flesh of the living.
