novelraw Chapter 165 The "Grace" of the Blue Bird
Chapter 165 The "Grace" of the Blue Bird
Chapter 165 The "Grace" of the Blue Bird
More and more corpses and bloodstains appeared on the street. Feng Mian had never felt the movement of the alien beast. The alien beast closest to the city he could sense was also near the highway.
The days passed peacefully for more than ten days. During these days, there were no alien beasts intruding, and the people from Jade Bird did not show up to trouble him. This is really abnormal. They were silent as if they were planning some bigger conspiracy.
Feng Mian thought that after he and Jiang Tang quit the organization, they would start living a desperate life, but instead they stayed at home every day and occasionally went out to accompany Jiang Tang to "hunt".
If he hadn't often returned home with the blood of alien beasts on his clothes, he would really have thought that this was the peaceful and warm married life he longed for.
Finally, the accident began at noon on Saturday of the second week
Suddenly, one after another of dead people started in this residential building. At first, it was the old aunt upstairs, and then other nearby residents. In just two days, more than 20 people died.
Without exception, their corpses were exactly the same as when old man Li died. From the internal organs to the skin, they rotted from the internal organs to the skin, and turned from a person directly into a corpse.
On the sixth day, almost all the people here were dead. The mounds of corpses buried one after another in the park, and the whole park became a graveyard.
"Xiao Feng, let's go, don't wait here to die with us."
"Yes, you are still young, and there are countless possibilities in the future."
"Let's go, we have no place to go, you are so young, just find a place to stay for a while, when these things are all right, you can continue to live a good life."
The neighbors nearby thanked him for helping him dispose of the corpse at the beginning, and later came to persuade him to leave here.
The elderly are the most superstitious. They all firmly believe that this residential building is cursed, and the people who live here will die one by one.
Feng Mian couldn't crack their superstition, because he didn't find the source of death either.
After there was no room in the park to bury the corpses, Fengmian transported the deceased corpses from the second building to the green area not far from the park.
He couldn't remember how many corpses he had buried during this period of time. Looking around, under the trees in the park, under the grass by the lake, there were sleeping souls.
Those old people who once advised him were also buried in the ground one by one.
He stood at the gate of the park, burying the last body of Erdong. The red sunset fell on him, and he felt as if he had become a tomb guard in a trance.
The daily work is to send these corpses underground in my spare time, and occasionally stand at the gate of the park and watch the mound.
He looked at a broken building not far away, and through the glass window on the third floor, he saw the skinny old man standing at the window looking at the park.
The old man was the last living person in this residential building, except for the hibernation and ginger candy.
He is an old man with a weird personality. He doesn't like to talk to other old men and women. He is extremely stingy. He often quarrels with the stall owner because he feels that the food given by others is not enough.
Many vegetable sellers hate him.
But in fact, everyone who lives here knows that he has no money, and he only has 200 yuan a month for subsistence allowances. Buying some vegetables is not cheap.
His children died in a car accident, and he has no one to support him.
He is so poor that even in the hottest summer, he is reluctant to pay for a fan, so he can only make a broken bamboo fan and shake it.
Moreover, this old man is still stubborn. A neighbor kindly sent him vegetables and meat, but he turned his head and was thrown out by others. An old bone is harder than iron.
"Let's go home." Standing beside Feng Mian, Jiang Tang recalled his thoughts,
They returned to the dead floor, and Jiang Tang proposed to move to her house together after there was no one here. She always felt that there were too many people dying here, something strange happened, and it was not safe to stay here.
Feng Mian nodded and said yes, Jiang Tang immediately packed some clothes to take away.
She wanted to take advantage of the fact that the street was not too chaotic during this time, and send her luggage there first, Feng Mian wanted to go with her.
But she snorted softly: "I'm much stronger now, don't underestimate me, don't say that there are no strange beasts on the street now, even if there are, they may not necessarily be my opponents."
Feng Mian couldn't hold back her, so he had to tell her to be careful all the way.
At the end of the month, the old man also died.
When Feng Mian glanced at the old man's window in his daily routine, he didn't appear.
Sure enough, when he went to knock on the door of the old man's house, no one answered, Feng Mian kicked the door open, and saw the old man's decomposed corpse still sitting on the wooden chair, with a broken fan dropped by his feet.
The old man never had a cool air conditioner until his death.
He silently collected the old man's body and buried him under the cool shade of a tree.
So far, everyone here has died, and there is no need to continue to stay here under the hibernation.
He and Jiangtang moved together, basically there was nothing to bring, only the usual daily necessities.
When I walked to the city center, a burst of white snow suddenly fell in front of my eyes. Snow in August?
After a closer look, I realized that those "snowflakes" were not snow at all, but countless sheets of paper floating down from the sky.
He reached out to catch a piece of paper, like a leaflet, with only a few lines printed on it.
"Power potion, which can resist the spread of death, on the 27th floor of the central commercial building, everyone who sees it will have a share."
Signature is a bird.
blue bird?
They conduct so many inhumane experiments because they have long predicted that this day will come, and use those experiments to benefit the masses?
It's just farting, Feng Mian couldn't believe that they would be so kind.
But the other people who picked up the leaflets seemed to have hope suddenly. They seemed to be holding the last straw and rushed towards the central commercial building.
Leaflets poured down from the roof of the highest floor of the commercial building, blown everywhere by the wind, and countless people ecstatically grabbed the leaflets and ran into the building chasing each other.
Jiang Tang glanced at Feng Mian: "This is the symbol of the blue bird, should we take a look?"
Feng Mian had exactly this intention, they followed the crowd into the building and reached the 27th floor.
Rows of glass bottles are neatly placed on the shelves on the entire floor, and the bottles are filled with potions of different colors.
People rushed over to grab the potions on the shelves.
Someone fought for a bottle of potion, and then turned over the entire shelf. The bottle shattered, the potion was scattered all over the floor, and the crazy young man lay on the ground and licked the liquid.
Some people have no reaction after drinking the potion, while others have unbearable abdominal pain.
Finally, a young man who snatched the potion and drank it ran out from the crowd, holding the white fluorescent light in his hand as if offering a treasure.
"I succeeded! I succeeded! Hahahaha I have a supernatural power!"
With the power in his hand, he couldn't even pluck a feather from the strange beast, but everyone seemed to see the hope of life, and scrambled for the potion even more frantically.
Feng Mian jumped over the crowd, picked up a bottle of potion in the corner, someone wanted to fight for it.
He raised his eyes, and immediately a wall of fire half as high as a person appeared under his feet, and the person stopped in horror.
(End of this chapter)