Chapter 550
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In the world of zombies, human beings always lived like rats crossing the street.
Shi Sheng wandered the streets for a long time and saw nothing but zombies.
Shi Sheng was like a bandit entering a village, going straight to the luxury shops.
But she didn't buy everything. The things she bought were either exquisite or rare.
Or things with Reiki. She didn't like ugly things that had Reiki.
Yes, there was Reiki in this world.
After all, supernatural abilities contained elements of heaven and earth. It was not surprising that there was Reiki.
"Guomao Building." Shi Sheng looked up at the building's signboard. It was dark now. Shi Sheng was about to find a place to rest.
Her gaze turned and landed on a street beside her.
She had to find something to eat.
Otherwise, she would have to eat fruits. She didn't want to eat that.
It wasn't tasty and couldn't fill her stomach.
There was a gourmet street nearby. There was a business circle nearby. It was obviously the right place to open a gourmet street.
Shi Sheng walked along the street. He met a few zombies on the way, but he killed them without much effort.
In the middle of the street, there was a cake shop. The door was intact. No one should have entered it yet.
Shi Sheng walked over and pried open the door. It was dark in the shop. He could only vaguely see the layout.
Compared with the blood-stained places outside, this shop was very clean.
Shi Sheng closed the door, took out a flashlight, and shone it around.
The cupboards were clean. There was no food. Shi Sheng frowned. This was not normal.
The apocalypse came suddenly. Everyone fled in a hurry. This shop was not only clean, but also had no food.
Usually, cake shops would have finished cakes in the cupboards. Even if someone took some away in a hurry, it was impossible to keep it so clean.
Shi Sheng subconsciously wanted to retreat.
"Don't move!"
Shi Sheng tilted the flashlight in his hand and shot it at the source.
It was the upstairs of the cake shop. A little boy stood there with a gun in his hand. The black muzzle was pointed at her.
The little boy was about seven or eight years old. His face was yellow and his body was thin. His clothes seemed to be too big and swaying.
Perhaps he was a little scared because the hand holding the gun was shaking.
The flashlight suddenly shone on him, and he was blinded by the strong light. He shouted in panic, "Don't move, or I'll shoot!"
Shi Sheng waved the flashlight and said casually, "You didn't load your gun."
The young man's face turned pale. His gun didn't have a magazine to begin with.
Who would have thought that this woman would see through it at a glance?
What should he do?
The little boy was sweating profusely. Would this woman steal his food? Would she kill him?
"Wow!"
The baby's cry made the little boy's legs go weak, and he fell on the stairs. The next second, he ignored the Shi Sheng and climbed up the stairs on all fours.
The place that was originally dark suddenly brightened up a little. He subconsciously turned around.
The woman just now stood below and used a flashlight to illuminate him. She had no intention of coming up.
He couldn't care less about that 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 moved to the wall with the baby in his arms, afraid that the woman would come up from downstairs.
The baby cried very sadly. The little boy put his finger into the baby's mouth. The baby held it and immediately sucked desperately.
The baby sucked for a long time but didn't eat anything. She began to cry again.
"Sister, don't cry …" The little boy's voice was choked. They had no food. The last bit of food yesterday had been eaten up.
"I said, can you not let her cry?" The door was suddenly pushed open, and the woman's impatient voice sounded. "If she continues to cry like this, all the zombies in the city will come to watch."
The little boy was pale with fear. He held the baby against the wall and said, "We … we have nothing here … please let us go … I beg you."
"You let her stop crying first." Shi Sheng impatiently waved the flashlight in his hand, and the light swept across the room.
There were a lot of cake packaging here, but at this time, they were all empty. They must have been eaten up by the big girl and the little boy.
"… My sister …" The little boy choked and held the baby tightly. "She … is hungry. I can't stop her from crying."
Shi Sheng glanced at him, took out a fruit from the space and threw it to him.
The little boy looked at the fruit in front of him and looked at Shi Sheng in surprise.
Shi Sheng glared at him fiercely. "What are you looking at? If you cry again, I'll kill you."
The little boy shivered and looked at Shi Sheng in horror. After a while, he gritted his teeth and picked up the fruit on the ground.
He had no food now. Even if the woman didn't come, he and his sister might not live for more than a few days.
The little boy looked at the fruit in his hand. He didn't know what kind of fruit it was.
It was green, oval in shape, and rough in skin. It was soft when pinched.
"Why peel it? Just eat it."
The little boy's hand shook and he cried, "Sister can't swallow it."
Although the flesh was soft, the skin was hard. It was impossible for a baby to swallow it.
Shi Sheng didn't say anything.
The little boy continued to peel the skin and ate it. He waited for a while but didn't find anything wrong.
Then he fed the flesh to the baby. The flesh was a little sour. The baby frowned because of the sourness.
But hunger was more terrible than the sourness. The baby ate all the flesh in the end.
The baby didn't need much food. One fruit was barely enough to fill her stomach. After eating, the baby held 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 and shone the flashlight on the desk in the room. There were several photos on it.
There was a man and a woman in the photos. They should be the parents.
"Are they dead?"
The little boy didn't react for a moment. He only understood what Shi Sheng was asking when he saw where she was looking.
He looked very sad. "I don't know."
They abandoned the little boy and the baby. They wanted to take them away, but the baby was too young. She cried endlessly and could easily attract zombies.
They tried several times but 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 leave. He liked his sister very much, so he didn't want to leave with them.
The situation was getting worse and worse. There was less and less food. They were abandoned.
Living was everyone's wish in the apocalypse.
Siblings, parental affection, these things were not worth mentioning at all.
"Do you hate them?"
The little boy's eyes were red. He tried hard not to cry. "Yes."
They were his parents, but they abandoned him.
"It's useless. You can't live with a baby. Your parents made the right choice."
Babies were a burden in the apocalypse. They were mobile sources of trouble and attracted zombies.
"Nonsense!"
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