Did I persuade Uncle Zhang to go to hell?
The blood that flowed to his chest started to boil with an unusual heat. It was scalding to the point that Tang Ling, who was still cold a moment ago, was shivering.
He closed his eyes and covered his sister's mouth with his shoulder. He couldn't listen to her anymore. He did not have the courage to turn around anymore. How long would it take for him to reach the end of the gigantic wall?
The tears that flowed out when he sobbed earlier had dried up. What right did he have to cry in such an era?
Gradually, the agonizing wails of the people further away softened. Are they all dead? Tang Ling's body felt even colder.
However, the roars of the zombies that sounded in an instant dragged Tang Ling back to reality. He turned around abruptly and realized a cruel fact — the zombies had caught up!
The Purple Moon Warriors seemed to only want to kill and not clean up the zombies.
The vague sense of conspiracy from before grew heavier at this moment. Everything that did not make sense pointed to the problem.
However, regardless of what the problem was, the ones being sacrificed were the ants.
What other choice did he have? All he could do was to continue running until his death. Tang Ling clenched his teeth and increased his speed as he stuck close to the wall.
Seconds ticked by. Maybe he had run for 40 minutes? Maybe 50 minutes?
Tang Ling was numb. The only consolation he had was that he was the first to run, so he had a certain distance advantage.
The pouring rain had somehow lightened up. It was bone-chilling when it splashed on his body. The blazing fire on the Safety Zone behind him might have been extinguished as the air was filled with an indescribable, pungent smell of smoke.
His sister seemed to have fallen asleep. She was so quiet that it scared Tang Ling. He did not know what kind of shock the cruel scene tonight would bring to her.
He could not think anymore. In the midst of running for his life, even thinking would consume his precious stamina.
On the other hand, the wall seemed endless. He had only crossed 3/4 of the wall by then. Even with his astonishing stamina, he was almost at his limit. Every breath he exhaled sounded like a bellows, stabbing his lungs and hurting his lungs.
Desperate cries came from behind him one after another, and every single one of them stung Tang Ling's hatred.
Without a doubt, it was the last cry of the refugees who were caught up by the zombies.
"Let me go." Grandma staggered. Even Tang Ling was at his limit, let alone his grandmother.
"No!" A single word came out from Tang Ling's mouth, but it represented his determination to not give up.
Grandma did not argue anymore. She allowed Tang Ling to drag her forward.
The irregular footsteps of the zombies were getting closer. It meant that even if the three of them kept running, the zombies would catch up to them sooner or later.
"If it's not before then, hide on a tree!" After another short distance, Tang Ling panted even harder. In order to force himself not to slow down, he clenched his teeth so hard that they started to bleed.
However, his persistence was not in vain. Gradually, he could see the transit station.
As long as he entered the transit station, he would be able to catch a breather.
'The zombies are faster than me. They can get 17 meters closer to me every minute. The frontmost zombie is around 200 meters away from me. As for the rest of the journey, if we can maintain our current speed, we will only need five and a half minutes. "
With hope in sight, Tang Ling's Precise Instinct started to perform precise calculations, and the result seemed to be promising.
Five and a half minutes later, Tang Ling successfully dashed into the transit station.
He then dashed behind a wall to catch his breath. Given the intellect of the zombies, they would not be able to locate him that quickly.
In the transit station, the pungent stench in the air was heavier. The burned shacks were connected together, revealing all kinds of junk in the houses.
A broken water basin, a crooked table, and a leather blanket that was not completely burned were all signs of life, but in a single night, it was beyond redemption.
Tang Ling dared not feel sad even though he thought of the tent where he lived with his grandmother and sister. He thought of everything in the tent and every bit of warmth and past that they shared.
But so what? Everything would never be the same again. What kind of hard work would he need? What would he need to exchange for the little bit of life he had in the past?
As a matter of fact, entering Safety Sector No. 17 was no longer tempting. What was more precious than staying with his family and relying on each other?
Unfortunately, he realized the truth a little too late, and the price he had to pay for it was too heavy.
After resting for a while, Tang Ling's panting gradually slowed down. The place was not safe after all. More and more wandering zombies were heading their way.
He had to be extra careful for the rest of the journey.
As he breathed in and out in silence, Tang Ling slowed down within the permissible range. He chose to stick close to the walls of the transit station so that the chances of running into zombies would be lower.
His grandmother seemed to have reached her limit as she was almost dragged along by Tang Ling.
However, luck finally favored them. They had covered more than half of the 500 meters and did not run into any zombies. There was not a single zombie in sight either.
Another 100 meters.
Tang Ling felt a shroud of hope. Even though the blood at the root of his teeth was mixed with his saliva and flowed out from the corner of his mouth, it was nothing.
There were less than 200 meters left, and the slightly slanted south gate was in sight. Tang Ling spat out a mouthful of saliva that was mixed with blood.
The last few dozen meters!
Tang Ling was so happy that he almost smiled. He decided to sprint with all his might. He would sprint with the last of his strength and escape as soon as possible! Although it was not comfortable to stay on the tree for the time being, it was safe.
The morning dew on the leaves was comparable to Level 3 drinking water. A lot of people fought for it in the past, but it would not happen again tomorrow morning.
He did not have to worry about drinking water anymore. He knew very well what kind of insects were edible on the tree.
If only he could start a fire … Many thoughts popped into his head in an instant. The slanted south gate was getting closer and closer in his sight.
"Argh! Ji Sheng! No … Let him go! " It was at that moment that a woman's shrill scream broke the silence. Her sudden appearance made Tang Ling's heart skip a beat.
"The man with her was pounced on by a zombie and his arm was bitten off." Tang Ling's forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat. His sister, who had been quiet all this while, suddenly spoke calmly into his ear.
She was emotionless like a cold spectator as if she was explaining to Tang Ling why the woman was crying.
Clatter! Clatter! Clatter! A series of broken tiles sounded on Tang Ling's left.
Tang Ling turned around, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
A zombie that was hiding under the broken building stood up with a broken foot in its mouth.
In less than two seconds, such an unforeseen event happened.
Tang Ling's face was expressionless. He lowered his head, bowed his body, and dragged his grandmother towards the south gate. It was less than 20 meters, was it not?
He could no longer think about whether the startled zombie would still chase after him without a second thought after dashing past the 20-meter distance.
If that was the case, how could he have the time to climb the tree? Moreover, he had his grandmother and sister with him!
However, he could not blame the woman. She might have lost her lover, and her agonizing wails followed. Without a doubt, she was already in the zombie's mouth!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Tang Ling's eyes were bloodshot.
Unfortunately, his speed was no match for the zombie.
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