The world is broken, the cubs mend it

The others were so frightened by the gushing blood mist that they trembled all over, and watched helplessly as the man covered his neck and died in front of them.

Others who had the same idea were instantly intimidated. They lowered their heads and dared not look at him again, hiding their hateful eyes very well.

There were also people holding potatoes and thanking Qi Siyue. After filling their stomachs, they might be able to go further and reach the base faster.

No matter what they said, Qi Siyue didn't take it to heart. This time, he gave them tolerance because they were his kind. Next time, he wouldn't mind having a little more blood on his hands.

After everyone left, Qi Siyue cleared out the zombie that was about to complete its mutation, and all the hooks and ropes hanging on the wall were removed.

Yuanyuan hid in the corner and watched until everyone left. Then she ran towards her father quickly, her little hands freezing cold.

"Dad, will they come back?"

"Maybe, go back to the house and warm up..."

Qi Siyue squatted down, rubbed the child's hands, glanced at the blood on the ground, and hugged the child into the house.

"Dad, they are all bad people, why do you still give them food."

Yuanyuan put her little hands into her father's neck, not understanding why her father did this.

“In troubled times, many people are willing to do anything evil just to survive, but this is no reason for them to hurt others.

I shared potatoes with them only because I got some useful information from them.

If they still have any conscience, they should leave and never come back. If they want to attack us again, we don’t have to be polite to them.”

Qi Siyue's lips turned pale, and the image of the man having his throat cut by him kept repeating in his mind.

He knew that being kind to others was being cruel to himself, but killing someone for the first time still made him feel uncomfortable.

It was not for that person, but they had to kill each other for survival, and the sadness made him feel suffocated.

If he wanted to solve the trouble, he should kill all those people to eliminate the trouble once and for all, but he couldn't do it at the moment.

Knowing the approximate location of the refugee base, he and his children will have a place to go if their family runs out of food in the future.

The anchor hooks and launchers left behind by those people have strong impact force and can be regarded as good weapons.

The next day, a thick layer of snow fell on the ground again, and the blood from last night was buried by the snow, as if nothing had ever happened.

Those people seemed to have all left, and the outside of the villa fell into silence again.

Qi Siyue found some paper to teach the child to read and wrote some of the simplest words.

If the virus had not broken out, the child should be in kindergarten now. Now he can only figure out early education for his child on his own.

Yuanyuan sat at the desk with a gloomy face. He grabbed a pencil and followed his father to scribble on the white paper.

"This is written incorrectly. The horizontal line should be straightened."

Qi Siyue gently held the child's hand and taught her to rewrite it stroke by stroke.

“Why do I have to write after becoming a zombie?”

Yuanyuan clenched the pencil in her hand and her mouth curved into an arch.

"Who told you that zombies don't learn to write? Zombies are also human beings. They are all transformed from humans, so they have to learn the same thing."

Qi Siyue patted the child's head gently. Even in this situation, he could not give up studying. This is the life of Chinese children, which is full of endless learning.

"Can I go to school then?"

Yuanyuan always felt that these words were damn familiar, but she just couldn't remember where she had seen them. She always felt like she had learned them at some point.

"Yes, I will send you to Zombie University in the future."

Qi Siyue joked that he believed that an antiviral vaccine would be developed one day and the child would then be able to return to normal.

"I don't want to go to Zombie University..."

"why?"

"Because other zombies only bite humans. What if they bite me? I want to go to a human-sized university."

Yuanyuan grabbed the pen and started writing stroke by stroke according to what his father taught him.

Although I was a little reluctant, I still wrote it very seriously.

"Okay, when the virus is over, I'll send you to the university that everyone else attends. You're also a human being, not a zombie."

Qi Siyue looked at the child's immature handwriting, and a hint of warmth appeared in his eyes. It seems that she is still very motivated.

However, he really overthinks the child's thoughts, and he hears the child's villainous laughter.

"So I can bite everyone!"

Yuanyuan raised her little hand and laughed, then she grabbed the pen and wrote a word in one breath.

"??? It's not you..."

Qi Siyue was so shocked by the child's words that he didn't react for a long time and gently tapped her little head.

"You can't bite anyone, except bad guys."

"it is good!"

Yuanyuan can now calmly accept his identity as a little zombie, and even feels that he is a little powerful.

The child's intelligence is not only reflected in daily life, but also in learning to write.

Although he always looks reluctant to learn, he actually learns very quickly.

This always made Qi Siyue feel that his child was unwilling to learn because he had learned too much.

late at night--

After taking a bath, Yuanyuan curled up in bed, playing a single-player game on her father's mobile phone, sliding her little hand back and forth on the screen.

This is a very old game. It was a small game that came with the first touch-screen phone that Qi Siyue bought as a child.

It was very boring, but it was the only game that could help him pass the time in his childhood. Later, when he changed his mobile phone, he would always go to the website to download this game.

I didn’t expect that this game has now become a way for children to entertain themselves in their childhood. It gives me an inexplicable sense of fate.

"Dad, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

After playing for a while, Yuanyuan felt a little sleepy, so she threw down her phone and covered herself with a small quilt.

It's snowing heavily recently, and the children are almost freezing to death.

"I'll go to bed soon, you go to bed first."

Qi Siyue sat at the head of the bed, gently patted the child's shoulders, and coaxed her to sleep softly.

"..."

Yuanyuan was already very sleepy, and after being patted by her father a few times, she closed her eyes in a daze.

After the child fell asleep, Qi Siyue threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the iron fence outside.

"Damn, those cowards, they were just sent packing with a few broken potatoes."

About ten people appeared outside the iron wall. Two of the more than 20 people died yesterday, and six of them took potatoes and continued to walk towards the refugee base.

Those idiots really don't understand. With so many people in the refugee base, how much food can they get? What good accommodation conditions can they get?

Who would believe me if I said I had nothing to eat while living in such a luxurious villa?

"We only have three anchor hooks left. Can we do it? We don't know what kind of monster is hiding in there..."

A man was covering his shoulder which was stabbed by a sword last night. Three people would definitely not be able to defeat him.

They should have worked together to kill the man when he came downstairs last night, but they didn't expect that everyone would be so cowardly at that time.