Chapter 7
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Purple Moon Warriors!
Tang Ling's eyes were overflowing with warmth as he felt relieved all of a sudden.
If the Purple Moon Warriors of the Safety Sector were to make a move, it would not be a problem even if there were more zombies, would it?
As a matter of fact, if the zombies were left alone, the settlement would face an obvious tragedy.
In the Secondary Safety Zone, there were entrances to the settlement everywhere. Some were obvious and some were hidden, let alone the privately dug and unknown entrances.
If any of the entrances were breached by the zombies, the result would be …
Tang Ling shuddered. He carried his sister again and sprinted madly in the dark tunnel.
The zombies were not black-toothed rats. Their sensitivity towards fresh meat, especially human flesh, was their best guide.
The settlement would be surrounded!
Even if the zombies could not break through the gates of the settlement, would it be comfortable for them to starve to death under the settlement?
What kind of hell would the settlement turn into when they could only watch helplessly and wait for their deaths?
Fortunately, there were still the Purple Moon Warriors!
Tang Ling did not want to continue with his speculations. The last glimpse of the Purple Moon Warriors that appeared in groups was the best reassurance for him.
He even had the urge to see what would happen next. What kind of battle would happen in the Secondary Safety Zone?
After sprinting madly, Tang Ling finally saw the familiar tent.
The sudden catastrophe had not reached the settlement yet. The settlement of the Fifth Camp was as usual every night. A huge bonfire burned in the center of the settlement.
Every house was also glowing in a warm yellow light.
On such a cold night, if one did not stay warm, one would freeze to death.
The warmth from the settlement temporarily drove away the fear from before. Tang Ling put his sister down, held her hand, and walked home.
"Brother." His sister's voice sounded unfamiliar and hollow.
"Hmm?" Tang Ling's calmed heart skipped a beat.
"I saw it. Those monsters ate people. A lot of blood … "His sister was calm. She was not as frightened as she used to be.
Tang Ling's fingertips felt a little cold, and it quickly went straight to his heart.
He finally saw the cruelty of this era, and it was the first time he saw it, and it was shocking.
His heart ached as he stopped and hugged his sister tightly.
What was the point of explaining about the zombies, the outside world, and the cruelty of everything? Thousands of words could only be condensed into one sentence, "It doesn't matter. Big Brother is here. He will always be here."
His words seemed to revive his little sister. Her little hands grabbed Tang Ling's shoulder tightly and she started to sob softly.
It seemed that it was a mistake to protect his sister too well. However, since the mistake could not be undone, all he could do was ignore it and continue forward.
When he opened the tent flap, his grandmother was still mending her clothes. The anxiety on her face meant that she had yet to accept Tang Ling's participation in the reserve mission.
Raising his head, he wondered what Granny wanted to say. Dan Shanshan's tears and the commotion caused by some people escaping outside attracted Granny's attention.
"What happened?" Granny put down her clothes, her eyes filled with fear and speculation.
In a cruel life, no one could be unsensitive.
"It's the zombies. A lot of them have swarmed into the safety zone." Tang Ling patted San San's back softly. He did not have to hide it from his grandmother, nor could he.
"Ah!" Granny stood up, flustered and at a loss. She didn't know what to do.
"It's fine. The Purple Moon Warriors made a move." Tang Ling pulled his grandmother and his little sister into his arms.
Unexpectedly, his words didn't make Grandma feel at ease.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly became calm and firm. "We must go."
Tang Ling was very confused. He had never seen his grandmother look at him like that. It was a look that allowed no rejection, so he instinctively wanted to listen to his grandmother.
But go? Where would they go?
It was not hard to imagine that the entire safety zone was filled with zombies, and he could not be sure whether any of them had entered the underground.
If they went out, they would die.
"Are you still hesitating?" It was rare for his grandmother to be angry.
Tang Ling took a deep breath and held his grandmother's shoulder. "Fine, let's go. But before that, I have to go and investigate. Don't worry. It won't take long! "
Tang Ling then turned around. His grandmother did not stop him. The relationship and trust between the three of them was like this. Tang Ling did not ask his grandmother why she chose to take the risk and leave.
His grandmother also understood that Tang Ling listened to her because he wanted to be safer.
When he walked out of the tent, the news had spread throughout the fifth camp.
People walked out of their houses and started to speculate and discuss in twos and threes. They also sighed with pity. How many people would die in the zombie tide this time?
However, no one panicked. Tang Ling was not the only one who saw the appearance of the Purple Moon Warriors. It was not that the safety zone had never seen disasters such as small-scale insect swarms and snake disasters.
In short, as long as a Purple Moon Warrior made a move, it would be solved quickly. In the hearts of the commoners, the Purple Moon Warriors were omnipotent gods.
Tang Ling lowered his head and hurriedly walked through the crowd. The unusually excited people did not care about the quiet teenager.
Other than the occasional sad and helpless person who would pull Tang Ling and ask, "Did you see XXX?"
There was no way to answer. Those who did not see XXX must be dead.
A heavy heart and a sense of uneasiness wrapped around Tang Ling. His grandmother's attitude made him speculate endlessly.
What was the uneasiness? Was it a hint from his Precise Instinct? Tang Ling remembered the illusion that appeared on the little hill.
Could it be that this time … With that in mind, Tang Ling walked past Old Fox Quark's shop, but he was suddenly grabbed by a hand.
"I didn't see it," Tang Ling answered instinctively. He did not have the time to deal with those pitiful people who had lost their families.
"But I saw it." Quark's voice echoed in Tang Ling's ears.
Tang Ling was so shocked that he turned around abruptly. "What did you see?"
"More than a hundred people died, but the Purple Moon Warriors didn't make a move." Quark's tone was not as boastful as before. His calm and serious manner made him seem like a stranger to Tang Ling.
"You …" An inexplicable rage surged in Tang Ling's heart. Even though the Purple Moon Warriors were out of his reach, they had already become the goal and idol that Tang Ling wanted to pursue.
Quark was tarnishing the Purple Moon Warriors! The other people in the settlement would not be able to hold themselves back if they heard it, would they not?
However, his friendship with Quark prevented Tang Ling from doing so, and Quark's rare seriousness made Tang Ling unable to retort.
"Stop nagging. The zombies are already here. You know, I'm talking about the underground! We'll be trapped in a dozen minutes at most. "Quark's tone started to hurry.
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