Rebirth in the apocalypse: Cannon fodder and real daughter no longer want to be human beings

Shocked!

Although Zhu Yan had been on guard, she was still startled by this sudden scene.

She quickly retreated, creating distance and preparing to attack. The boy gave her a grateful smile, then slowly melted into the air like burning embers.

The moment the boy completely disappeared, the surrounding environment also disappeared.

Zhu Yan was suspended in mid-air, surrounded by an airtight mass of puppet slaves, each dragging their human skin tails. The only difference was that the pair of blood-red eyes before her transformed into a beam of red light that pounced towards her, only to be blocked by a divine protective shield.

The red light seemed to have intelligence and kept hitting the protective shield trying to rush in.

But they were all blocked firmly.

Zhu Yan observed carefully for a while and found that the red light transformed from the red eyes strangely did not consume the energy of the protective shield, which made him even more surprised.

Could it be that these red eyes are only effective against spirits and not physical objects?

Zhu Yan studied it for a while and confirmed that the red light really could not penetrate the protective shield and could not regenerate a human skin tail. Even the pair of blood-red eyes did not appear again. He had a vague guess in his mind.

She boldly used her devouring ability on the red light.

Before, when the red light was still a pair of red eyes, the devouring ability was useless against it. This time, as soon as she thought about devouring it, the red light not only did not evade, but even took the initiative to meet it?

Is there a pitfall?

Zhu Yan immediately withdrew his hand and carefully sensed himself.

After a moment, Zhu Yan looked up in surprise and saw that only a little red light was left.

The body did not have any abnormal reaction, the red light had no pits, and it was even an extremely pure, attributeless, and gentle energy that had the ability to nourish the body and soul.

After absorbing it, he felt warm all over, and his body and soul, which had been injured by the puppet slaves and blood eyes, had recovered to a certain extent.

The only drawback is that the level of nourishment is far less than what is consumed.

But better than nothing.

If one doesn't work, she can crack and absorb several more, and by adding up the quantity, she can always solve the problem.

Zhu Yan looked at the puppet slaves who were surrounding him like an iron barrel, and had already guessed how to break the deadlock.

But it still needs to be verified.

Zhu Yan immediately found a pair of blood-red eyes among the puppets floating around and looked into their eyes.

The illusion reappeared, and the surrounding illusion changed drastically. This time, Zhu Yan appeared in a residential building in a high-end community.

The house had three bedrooms and two living rooms. In the living room sat two women and one man. They were in a standoff. The blood demon's roar could be faintly heard outside the window and door.

Zhu Yan glanced at the three people in the living room, then walked to the window and looked out.

The building was about twenty stories high, and downstairs there was a crowd of blood demons.

Obviously, this illusion did not break out at the beginning of the apocalypse, but had been going on for some time.

At this time, ninety percent of the people were either eaten by the blood demon or turned into blood demons.

Only a small number of lucky people, for various reasons, avoided the early stages of the disaster and managed to survive.

But soon, these lucky ones will face a second crisis, with supplies in short supply!

After the apocalypse broke out, due to the destruction and harm caused by the blood demon and the continuous high temperature, many foods were destroyed or spoiled and could no longer be eaten.

In order to survive, the survivors started a second killing spree.

The harm caused by this wave of mutual killing is no less than when the apocalypse broke out. In a very short period of time, the death toll reached as high as 30% of the survivors.

If it weren't for the subsequent rise of major bases and the appearance of rare treasures, the death toll would have continued to increase until the number of survivors dropped to a certain level, making it impossible for them to meet each other, and finally dying out due to lack of supplies.

Zhu Yan took a look out the window and walked around the house. The three people in the living room were still confronting each other.

The melodramatic novel shines into reality.

The long-haired woman and the buzz-cut man were a couple, while the short-haired woman was his childhood friend. This house belonged to the long-haired woman. Before the apocalypse, the long-haired woman and the buzz-cut man had invited the short-haired woman to their home. While the three of them were enjoying their meal, the apocalypse broke out. The short-haired woman was trapped here. Initially, they had ample supplies, but the fear of the unknown apocalypse led them to huddle together for warmth.

As the days of the apocalypse wore on, the three men, having adapted to the crisis, began to see the darker side of human nature. Friction and arguments began to arise. As supplies dwindled, the conflict escalated. Now, with supplies running low and facing the threat of being mauled to death by the blood demons if they ventured out, or dying of starvation and thirst at home, the conflict escalated rapidly and became brutal.

The long-haired girl began to be isolated by the crew-haired guy and the short-haired girl. Her supplies were repeatedly reduced, and she was forced to go out to find supplies, and then she was beaten by the two.

Now, supplies are hard to find, and the long-haired woman begins to face a new crisis.

She found that the way the man with the crew cut and the woman with short hair looked at her became more and more strange and creepy. The woman with long hair wanted to run away, but was blocked in the living room by the man with the crew cut and the woman with short hair who were staring at her all the time.

The three people's disguises were completely torn off and they started to have a verbal fight in the living room.

This was the situation when Zhu Yan came.

Now, the three of them have started fighting.

On the surface, the long-haired woman looks very fierce, but in fact, she is isolated by the crew-haired man and the short-haired woman, and has been exploited for a long time. Even if the long-haired woman would steal some food when she went out to find supplies, the long-term deficit cannot be made up for in a short time. The long-haired woman's physical condition is not as good as the crew-haired man and the short-haired woman. She was quickly subdued by the two, tied up and thrown into the kitchen.

Zhu Yan followed the three of them to the kitchen.

I saw the crew cut guy and the short-haired girl cut the long-haired girl's wrist and let out half a bowl of blood.

The two men stared at the half bowl of blood, licked their lips that were dry and chapped, but shared the half bowl of blood without hesitation.

After drinking the blood, the two men each took a fruit knife, and one of them held one of the legs of the taller and shorter woman and started cutting the flesh.

The two men cut a piece of meat as big as a potato chip, looked at each other, licked the blood on their lips, stuffed it into their mouths without hesitation, closed their eyes and chewed slowly.

That expression was as if he had eaten some divine delicacy.

After eating a piece, the two men stared at the long-haired girl's legs in a daze.

The short-haired girl swallowed her saliva and stared at the long-haired girl's legs with her eyes wide open.

"Brother Lei, let's eat another slice. We're so hungry that one slice won't do us any good."

Upon hearing this, the crew cut man's fixed eyes moved from the long-haired woman's legs to the short-haired woman's face, and after a while he spoke dryly: "You're right, then let's eat another slice, no, two slices." After that, the crew cut man stared at the long-haired woman's legs and murmured: "You can only eat two more slices, not more. We have to save them, two slices a day. Maybe we can wait for rescue." It seemed like he was reminding himself, and also like he was reminding the short-haired woman.

When he said yes, the short-haired girl couldn't wait to start cutting the meat without even raising her head, and it was unclear whether she heard him or not.

After eating, the two carefully found the medicine box to bandage the long-haired girl.

"Wrap it well and don't let it die, otherwise it will go bad soon and you won't be able to eat it anymore."

They both wrapped it very carefully.

After tying up the tall and short girls tightly, he returned to the living room and collapsed on the sofa in a daze.

Zhu Yan looked at the long-haired girl.

Her mouth was tightly sealed with tape. She fell to the ground, not crying or struggling, her eyes dead, like a soulless doll.

There is no desire to survive, nor overwhelming hatred, nor desire for revenge. Could it be that the obsession that formed the blood-red eyes did not belong to the long-haired woman?

Zhu Yan came to the front hall and looked at the man with a crew cut and the woman with short hair.

Could it be that after the long-haired woman's death, a fierce fight broke out between the two? Did the buzz-cut man eat the short-haired woman as well? Or did the short-haired woman take advantage of him and kill him?

It is not known whether the fight broke out after the two men had eaten the long-haired girl, or whether one of them became selfish and killed the other during the eating process.

Or maybe one of them wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and kill the enemy, but failed and was killed instead?

Or did outsiders intrude during this process and other tragic incidents occur?

Zhu Yan sat cross-legged in the corner, his mind racing, guessing various possibilities, but he had no intention of intervening.

Her purpose in entering the illusion was to find the obsession that caused the red eyes and help eliminate it. Before finding the obsession of the red eyes, she would not take action. What if there were uncontrollable consequences?

Although the long-haired woman's experience was tragic, this was the end of the world, and such things, and even worse, were constantly happening everywhere. She had long been accustomed to it.

She doesn't harbor resentment for her experiences; she simply believes she's not strong enough, leading to being trampled upon and oppressed. Her only desire is to become stronger, stronger, stronger, to change her fate. She doesn't rely on others for her chance of survival, and naturally, she doesn't meddle in the lives of those who don't matter to her.

That's how human nature is. You can't ask others not to hurt you, you can only constantly motivate yourself to not give others the opportunity to hurt you.

Zhu Yan supported his chin and looked at the two dead bodies lying on the sofa, his thoughts scattered uncontrollably.

Someone... is wrong!

She is not a sentimental person, and she doesn't care about other people's opinions. Why is she feeling so emotional now because of someone she has never met?

It seems that this illusion is not only the obsession of the deceased during his lifetime, but can also affect a person's habits and thinking.

Zhu Yan secretly warned herself not to be affected. Then she felt her whole body inexplicably relaxed.

At the same time, the two people lying dead on the sofa also moved.

The man with a crew cut took out his cell phone and started typing.

Zhu Yan went over to take a look and found that there was still a signal at this time.

That is less than half a year after the apocalypse breaks out.

Who should this person contact at this time?

Just then, the man with the crew cut finished typing a line and clicked send.

[Aoki: Old woman, do you want to see your daughter one last time?]

Almost the moment the message was sent, the other party replied.

[Mom: You are not Mumu, who are you? ]

[Aoki: I am your future son-in-law, Zhao Lei.]

[Mom: Why is Mumu's phone in your hands? What did you do to Mumu?]

[Aoki: Want to see your precious daughter? ]

[Mom: What do you want to do? Give your phone to Mumu!]

[Aoki: Okay, I'll let you meet her right now. Please answer the video call.]

The man with a crew cut applied for a video and stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

The video was connected in seconds, and an elegant woman in her fifties appeared in the camera.

Soon, a handsome old man over fifty years old appeared in the camera.

Judging from their behavior and clothing, they should be well off financially.

Both of them stared at the camera eagerly, constantly asking questions. Unfortunately, the buzz-cut man had turned off his microphone, blocking out the other person's voice. However, the other person could clearly hear and see everything happening here.

As the man with a crew cut came into the kitchen, the disheveled figure of the long-haired woman appeared in the camera.

The long-haired woman's hands were now bound behind her, her arms and upper body entangled in coils of finger-thick hemp rope. She lay on her side, her hair disheveled, and a thick layer of transparent tape wrapped around her mouth and the back of her head. Her long legs were wrapped in gauze, the blood soaking through the gauze a particularly glaring sight.

When she heard the footsteps, the long-haired girl didn't even blink.

The buzz cut man stepped forward and kicked the long-haired woman in the stomach. The long-haired woman arched her back in pain, but still did not turn her head to look at the buzz cut man.

Until the buzz cut guy said to the phone: "Uncle, aunt, have you seen Aoki?"

As he said that, the man with a crew cut kicked the long-haired woman hard in the stomach and turned on the microphone at the same time.