Chapter 570 Stopping with One Thought (3)

In the zombie world, humans always live like rats crossing the street.

Shi Sheng walked around the street for a long time, and all he saw were zombies.

Shi Sheng went to the luxury store just like a bandit entering the village.

But she didn't take everything in. What she took in was either exquisitely crafted and hard to see.

Either it's something with aura, the kind that has aura, but she dislikes it because it's ugly.

Yes, this plane has aura.

After all, the use of supernatural powers also contains elements of heaven and earth, and it is not surprising at all to have aura.

"Guomao Building." Shi Sheng raised his head and carried the signboard of the building. It was getting dark at this time, and Shi Sheng was ready to find a place to rest.

She turned her eyes to a nearby street.

She had to find something to eat.

Otherwise, she would have to eat fruit to survive, and she didn't want to eat that stuff.

It doesn’t taste good and doesn’t fill my stomach.

The street next to it is a food street, and there are commercial circles nearby. It is obviously right for this food street to be opened here.

Shi Sheng walked along the street and met a few zombies on the road, but they were dealt with without much effort.

When we walked to the middle, there was a cake shop. The door looked quite complete, and no one had probably entered it yet.

Shi Sheng walked over and pried open the door. The store was very dark and he could only vaguely see the layout.

Compared with the blood-stained places outside, this store is very clean.

Shi Sheng closed the door, took out a flashlight, and looked around.

The cupboard was clean without any food. Shi Sheng frowned. This was not normal.

The apocalypse came suddenly, and everyone fled in a hurry. Not only was this store very tidy, but it didn't even have food.

Usually in cake shops, there are ready-made cakes in the cupboards. Even if someone takes some away in a panic, they can't keep them so cleanly.

Shi Sheng subconsciously wanted to withdraw.

"do not move!"

The light in Shi Sheng's hand tilted slightly and shot toward the source of life.

That was where the cake shop went upstairs. A little boy stood there with a gun in his hand, and the black muzzle was pointed at her.

The little boy was about seven or eight years old, with a sallow face and thin muscles. The clothes on his body seemed to be too big and swayed.

He may be a little scared, and the hand holding the gun is shaking.

The flashlight suddenly hit him, and he was blinded by the strong light. He shouted in panic, "Don't move, or I'll shoot!"

Shi Sheng shook the flashlight and said leisurely: "You didn't load the bullet clip."

The little boy's face turned pale. His gun had no bullet clip to begin with.

Who knew this woman could see through it at a glance.

what to do.

The little boy was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Would this woman steal his food or kill him?

"Wow!"

The baby's cry made the little boy's legs weaken and he fell down on the stairs. The next second he ignored Shi Sheng and climbed up the stairs using his hands and feet.

The originally dark place suddenly became a little brighter, and he subconsciously turned around.

The woman just now was standing below, lighting him up with a flashlight, and had no intention of coming up.

He didn't care about this and stumbled up the stairs.

In the room on the second floor, the baby in the crib was crying at the top of his lungs.

The little boy rushed to the crib, held the baby in his arms, and gently patted her back, "Sister, don't cry, sister, don't cry."

He held the baby and moved towards the wall, fearing that the woman would come up from downstairs.

The baby cried very sadly. The little boy put his fingers into the baby's mouth. The baby held it in his mouth and immediately started sucking it desperately.

Baby Yun didn't have anything to eat for a long time, and she started howling again.

"Sister, don't cry..." The little boy's voice was choked. They had no food. The last bit of food was eaten yesterday.

"I said, can you please stop her from screaming?" The door was suddenly pushed open, and the woman's impatient voice sounded, "If she keeps howling like this, all the zombies in the city will come to watch."

The little boy turned pale with fright, holding the baby against the wall, "I...we have nothing here...please let us go...please."

"Please tell her not to howl first." Shi Sheng shook the flashlight in his hand impatiently, and the light swept across the room.

There are a lot of cake packages here, but they are all empty at this time. It must have been eaten by the big one and the small one.

"...My sister..." the little boy choked, holding the baby tightly, "She...is hungry, and I can't stop her from crying."

Shi Sheng looked at him for a few times, then took out a fruit from the space and threw it over.

The little boy looked at the fruit rolling in front of him and looked at Shi Sheng in surprise.

Shi Sheng glared at me fiercely, "What are you looking at? If you cry again, I will kill you."

The little boy trembled and looked at Shi Sheng in fear. After a while, he gritted his teeth and picked up the fruit on the ground.

He has no food now. Even if this woman doesn't come, he and his sister may not survive for a few days.

The little boy looked at the fruit in his hand, but he didn't know what it was.

It's cyan, oval in shape, and the skin is a little rough, but it's soft when pinched.

"Why peel it? Just eat it."

The little boy shook his hands and said with a cry: "My sister can't swallow it."

Although the pulp is soft, the peel is very hard, which would definitely be difficult for a baby to swallow.

Shi Sheng was silent.

The little boy then continued to peel off the peel and ate the peel first. After waiting for a while, he didn't find anything wrong.

Then the fruit pulp was fed to the baby. The fruit pulp was a bit sour, and the baby frowned because of the sourness.

But hunger was more terrible than acidity, and the baby finally ate all the pulp.

The baby didn't need much food. A piece of fruit could barely fill her stomach. After the baby was full, she grabbed the little boy's finger and fell asleep.

"Thank you." The little boy thanked Shi Sheng in a low voice.

Shi Sheng leaned against the door, shining his flashlight on the desk in the room, where there were several photos.

There is a boy and a girl in the photo, who should be their parents.

"Are they dead?"

The little boy didn't react for a while. Only when he saw the direction Shi Sheng was looking did he understand what she was asking.

His expression was very depressed, "I don't know."

The little boy and the baby were abandoned by them. They wanted to take them away before, but the baby was too small and cried endlessly, which could easily attract zombies.

They tried several times and failed every time, so they wanted to take the little boy away and give up the baby.

But the little boy didn't want to. He liked his sister very much, so he didn't want to leave with them.

The situation is getting worse and worse, and the food is getting less and less. They are abandoned after all.

In the last days, living is everyone's wish.

Brothers, sisters, parents, these things are not worth mentioning at all.

"Hate?"

The little boy's eyes were slightly red, and he tried not to cry, "Hate."

They were his parents, yet they abandoned them.

"That's useless. You can't survive with a baby. Your parents made the right choice."

Babies are a liability in the apocalypse, a mobile source that creates trouble and attracts zombies.

"You're talking nonsense!"