The Chef Rules the Last Days-Chapter 452 - 451: Imprisonment

Su Mo took it and, with exquisite handwriting, wrote down a few lines detailing that the helicopters on top of the hospital were available and the affiliation of these thirty or more people. Finally, she used an additional piece of paper to write a few more lines, signed it, folded it, and handed it back to the superpower user, saying, "Go to P City refugee camp, someone will take good care of you, please hand this note to Rong Bai."

"Who is Rong Bai?"

"The leader of the refugee camp."

Su Mo pulled Yang Yichu forward a few steps, saying, "Let’s go, I will escort you out."

As she spoke, she subtly signaled Yang Yichu with a glance, and his spiritual power instantly dispersed, causing the zombies crowding the hallway entrance to retreat and clear the space.

She led the way, step by step, escorting these people outside.

On the street, the groups of zombies standing there gave them a scare again.

"So many... how do we get out?"

Several ordinary people were so frightened their legs went weak.

Su Mo said helplessly, "It’s fine, if you want to live, just get through. If you prefer to stay as dinner, feel free to do so."

When she mentioned dinner, Yang Yichu’s pale eyes noticeably brightened for a moment.

Those dozens of people immediately panicked and began frantically running through the crowd of zombies.

Some of them accidentally bumped into raggedly dressed zombies, and when they realized these creatures were not attempting to attack them, their wildly beating hearts finally calmed down a bit.

Watching those people make it out of the zombie crowd and away, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and she was once again carried on the shoulder by a giant zombie.

Looking up at the star-filled sky, Su Mo felt somewhat melancholic, the only human alive among zombies?

Actually, not really, she couldn’t consider herself a normal person. Essentially, she was quite similar to Yang Yichu.

The crowd of corpses slowly moved away from her.

After nightfall, the atmosphere in the refugee camp was heavy; all the high-level superpower users who knew Su Mo couldn’t manage a smile.

Back home, watching over Ling Ye and Jiang Yulian, Jianxiong nearly went mad when he heard that Su Mo had been taken away, with Ling Ye’s eyes turning red instantly.

A gloom covered everyone’s faces, only Li Qian, who was temporarily blind, remained calm. "They don’t intend to harm Su Mo; we still have a chance to get her back. Don’t be too pessimistic," he said.

"But those are zombies! Zombies! Such a massive swarm of them!" Jianxiong anxiously paced around the living room, completely clueless.

Rong Bai came out of the room with a solemn expression, "He woke up."

The whole group crowded into Lu Chen’s room. The man sat there silently, his expression neither sad nor happy, just staring at a red bean bracelet on his wrist.

No one could feel more heartache than Lu Chen about Su Mo being taken, but oddly, there was truly no expression on his face, just an icy look as he glanced up, his voice colder than ever,

"Leave, I am fine."

Jianxiong wanted to offer comfort, but stopped at the edge of his lips, silently bowing his head.

He really didn’t seem fine, especially in the days that followed, everyone noticed that the newly upgraded Lu Chen incessantly trained, trained madly, sometimes Jianxiong, despite pleading with him to rest, received no response whatsoever.

Later on, driven by his emotions, both Jianxiong and Zhao Changsheng often silently joined him in training, and even Li Qian, whose vision had not yet recovered, was at home practicing his superpowers.

Until one day, that group that Su Mo had saved finally arrived at the refugee camp, having taken several days due to traveling on foot. freewebnoveℓ.com

They brought a handwritten letter from Su Mo, and everyone finally saw a change in Lu Chen’s expression.

It had only a simple sentence at the top.

Keep on living, wait for me.

Wait for her? He couldn’t wait a moment.

Rong Bai was so thrilled about the availability of fuel for the helicopter atop P City’s hospital, he found Lu Chen that very night to discuss a trip to the Beijing Botanical Garden to bring back the soil.

The man agreed straightforwardly—as soon as he was on the helicopter, he knew where the zombie outbreaks were denser, and he would follow the trail of the zombies until he found her.

All these happenings, Su Mo was completely unaware of; she and Yang Yichu had returned to Gucheng City.

The place that had been conquered by him was already surrounded by zombies.

He led Su Mo to the front of a dainty little house, the only one still clean and intact.

Yang Yichu’s explanation was that he had found it suitable for her from the start and had not destroyed it.

Su Mo opened the door, and immediately, several gnawed, dismembered corpses fell out.

She frowned and stepped over the bodies to enter, "This city, was it all destroyed by you?"

Yang Yichu cocked his head, then nodded, "Because I’m hungry."

Su Mo found a relatively clean chair and gestured to the sofa opposite, inviting him to sit, "Shall we talk?"

Sensing her serious tone, Yang Yichu actually backed away, "Rest well, rest."

Under Su Mo’s watchful eye, Yang Yichu walked away and quickly, he even closed the main door for her.

Standing by the window, looking at the zombies and several zombie dogs outside, she understood that this was imprisonment.

But Su Mo was not panicked; until the very last moment, she still wanted to try and see if she could defeat this little Zombie King.

She found a room that was reasonably clean, entered it, and lay down to sleep in her clothes, not even bothering to lock the door.

All night long, Yang Yichu sat on the shoulder of a giant zombie, standing outside the window, greedily staring at the face of the sleeping woman inside. He placed his small hand on the window, filled with longing.

Finally, she was his sister alone, how wonderful.

After sleeping until she naturally awoke, Su Mo yawned and heard something scurrying up the stairs; she sat up to see a filthy Samoyed rush in, its mouth holding a human’s severed arm, which it dropped at her feet, nuzzling her leg with its split open head.

Staring at the severed arm, seeing such a thing first thing in the morning really made her nauseous, "Did you go hunting?"

She stood up and walked to the door, ignoring the severed arm as a small figure approached.

Su Mo thought it would also bring her a severed arm, but instead, Yang Yichu held in his hands several cans and some water.

"Sister," he said, raising a stiff smile as he extended the cans to her.

Su Mo didn’t take them and instead sat back on the bed, not saying a word.

Yang Yichu saw the severed hand and his stiff smile softened as he stammered an apology, "I killed it."

The dirty Samoyed whimpered and collapsed to the ground, blood spurting from its neck. Soon, the head would be completely pulled off in front of Su Mo.

She frowned and patted the side of the bed, "Stop it, come sit, bring the cans."