Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

The zombie child can smell the deadly smell of human flesh on the tip of his nose.

But she didn't bite the meat.

Instead, he watched helplessly as the skinny woman began to mutate and writhe in pain.

The zombies behind him stopped and scattered in all directions.

And the woman slowly calmed down.

Red raindrops fell on her body, but she didn't react at all, as if she was dead.

After a long time, she slowly started to move.

Her eyes were lifeless, her skin turned gray, and the red rain healed the corroded wounds on her body.

The woman stood up slowly and wandered aimlessly.

The zombie kid grinned and followed the woman, walking slowly like a chicken.

……

This sudden red rain came without any warning, it just fell on the spot.

This did not allow the convoy to cross the neighboring city. Instead, it had to rest for a while and prepare to wait until the red rain ended.

The population of bases large and small in various countries dropped instantly, and almost all of them fell into melee.

At the base, people with moderate to severe infections began to be arrested.

The high-rise area is okay, they are having a meeting, and as a base, there are anti-corrosion materials built in secret.

Dr. Lu, who was sitting in the main seat in the conference room, was talking about the results of experiments on zombies.

He studied for a long time, but always felt that he was one step behind and could not continue to improve.

There should be a substance that can fight against the virus. The medicines he prepared are all complementary ingredients, which are effective, but not very effective. They can only slow down the mutation rate of the zombie virus.

Most people would complete the mutation in about five minutes. He tried his best to extend it to one and a half hours.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find what he wanted.

Dr. Lu felt a sense of powerlessness.

He even felt that there might be no hope for mankind.

But he hasn't found his daughter yet. If Jianjian is smart enough, she should have been to his research laboratory beforehand and could see the letter he left there.

The letter told her which potion was a semi-finished product, which was what he was currently working on.

The team that left has not come back for a long time...

Just as he was thinking this, there was a scream outside.

The senior officials stood up immediately, and some looked directly out of the window.

"What happened?!"

"That is……?"

There was chaos outside, and the door to the conference room was pushed open.

"Doctor, the red rain has started falling again!"

Dr. Lu's pupils shrank sharply, and he was particularly stunned.

The people in the slums are almost all ordinary people without special powers, and their ability to resist the red rain is even weaker. This red rain was not predicted in advance, so the damage was almost maximized.

The poor people used some collected rags and a few usable branches to make a reluctant shelter. These rags could not withstand the corrosion of the red rain at all.

Almost as soon as a drop fell, a hole was corroded into the rag.

Immediately afterwards, red rain began to fall in dense masses.

The soldiers, wearing special equipment made of anti-corrosion materials, quickly set off and began to guide the crowd into the basement.

Only one high-rise building in the military base can withstand the red rain.

But when it was originally built, it was not expected that there would be an apocalyptic crisis, so it could not accommodate all the people here.

If some people are allowed in, those who cannot get in will inevitably complain, and the situation will become even more chaotic.

So it was decided to send them all to the basement.

It's definitely safer there.

But they can't stay underground forever.

There is no light underground, no crops can be grown, and there is no electricity. This simply makes it more difficult for humans to survive.

The troops were divided into several groups. Those who were stationed in the basement to maintain security, those who were stationed at the entrance of the base to prevent external attacks, and those who stayed in the administrative building to protect several important officials and doctors.

One day after the red rain, red puddles appeared on the ground, just like blood.

Professionals picked up the tools and worked hard to clean up. It took another day of major work to free the people underground.

People in the slums are still a little reluctant to come out.

Because the underground military will distribute food to them equally, and after they come out, they can only redeem the points by themselves.

There are just some people with evil intentions who want to eat for free.

The military's food stocks are also decreasing, and it won't be long before they can support such a large number of people.

Every day I go out and find less and less food, and most of the food in the granary is divided up by the superpower base outside.

But the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and they have no time to worry about it anymore.

Although scientists have successfully grown new anti-pollution wheat on contaminated land, the technology is too cumbersome and cannot yet be promoted on a large scale.

It is also in short supply.

If things continue to get worse, they really need to think about reducing the population.

Save the last seeds.

……

On the third day after the red rain, a car drove to the gate of the base.

The soldier guarding the entrance to the base knocked on the car window, and the window slowly rolled down. A woman with a tired face took out the team medal and showed it to the soldier.

The soldier nodded and put them in.

Specialized people will check their physical wounds.

A survivor who was brought back from the outside also got off the car. The survivor was a person with space powers. He registered his information and was arranged to live in Area B.

The distribution of military bases is Class A, Class B, civilian areas, and slums.

Class A is the big boss from all walks of life and needs to be protected.

Class B are the superpowers who work for the government.

Then there are the common people and the poor.

The government has an institution where some food is stored and is guarded by military personnel.

They chose to use a points system management to actively encourage people.

People with special abilities can choose to form teams freely, and someone will post tasks and rewards in the hall.

The team of superpowers can take on the mission and gain points.

Points will correspond to food or weapons.

However, in order to prevent criminals from mixing in and causing chaos, thermal weapons are still in the hands of the military.

If you want to use it, it can only be approved by the above.

Dr. Lu applied for the gun for Ke Xiu's team.

And civilians are not the type to be exploited.

Because they have no special powers, the mortality rate when taking missions and venturing out is as high as 90%. The government will not restrict their freedom to take on missions, but it has also left positions within the base for those who are capable.

For example, you can work as an assistant in a scientist's laboratory, do gardening, or work as a bodyguard. You can also set up a stall to sell things, or sing some lullabies or decompression experiments to some stressed people.

These are positions accessible to capable people.

It can be said that as long as you have something that is somewhat affordable, the government will find a way to let you earn points so that you will not starve to death.

Most of the people in the slums are just complainers and lazy people. They are unwilling to fight and hold grudges against others. They have no skills.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

In the last days, the government's so-called fairness in helping the weak is the greatest injustice to the strong.

Why should others give things that they get through their abilities because you are miserable?

The pie the boss draws is not as big as your face.