Shiba Zumo, the mill in the center of the village.

As the sunlight outside the window gradually grew redder and darker, the people in the mill gradually fell into a deeper level of fear.

More than 50 people were squeezed into the narrow mill. They were all normal people who had survived this catastrophe of the living dead and were not infected. They were all listless or even hesitant, lying on the ground or hugging each other.

Sitting on her knees by the wall, she silently looked at the sunset outside the window through the windows that were reinforced with many wooden boards.

Another terrible night is coming.

The walls of the mill kept slapping sounds. It was the hundreds of living dead gathered outside the simulation - villagers who were once very familiar to everyone, but are now so unfamiliar.

One of the middle-aged villagers, who was very thin, was standing by the window, looking out of the window through the gap between the wooden boards nailed on the window, and muttering to himself in fear and weakness: "Mom... don't be like this.

...Mom...don't be like this..." Outside the window, an elderly female living dead woman with half of her head smashed was clinging to the window, her head trying desperately to get in the window, and her mouth was gurgling incessantly.

A voice that people can understand.

"That's enough! Miller!" Another middle-aged villager in the mill finally couldn't help shouting: "Accept the reality! Your mother has become a devil! She is no longer your mother! Wake up.

!" As he said that, the middle-aged villager squeezed through the crowd and came to Miller's side. He put his hands on Miller's shoulders and shook him vigorously.

After Miller was shaken violently by the middle-aged villager, he turned around and looked at the middle-aged villager with dull eyes. He said with a half-smile on his face: "Paddy, look... my mother is outside the window... look.

...It's getting so late...My mother must have called me home for dinner...I...I want to go out..." As he said that, Miller pushed Paddy away, and he was about to wake up early.

The mills went.

"puff!"

Paddy's fist hit Miller hard in the face. Miller, who was completely defenseless, was almost thrown into the air by the punch, and then fell to the ground, crushing many other people sitting on the ground.

"Miller!" Paddy roared again: "Can't you even understand human speech now? Let me tell you again - your mother has been infected, and she has now become a man-eating devil.

She’s not your mother anymore! Do you hear me clearly?”

"Paddy, don't be like this." At this time, in a corner of the mill, a younger villager said: "Watching your family become the living dead in front of you, anyone would have such a reaction.

He is so pitiful, just let him be alone."

"Haha!" Paddy laughed suddenly: "Cromwell, do you mean he is pitiful? Do you think everyone else is happy? If nothing else, let's talk about myself - I witnessed with my own eyes those living dead will

My wife and daughter were torn apart and devoured alive. Now every night when I close my eyes, I see the scene of my wife and daughter's tragic death. Isn't my pain deeper than Miller's? I can recognize the facts, but Miller can't. If he continues

If this continues, he will die soon - not from being bitten to death by the living dead, but from being driven crazy by himself!"

Cromwell, who was sitting in the corner, sighed, then stood up silently and said, "Even so, everyone's psychological endurance is different. Your drastic approach cannot appease Miller's inner trauma.

, maybe it will stimulate him further..."

"Cromwell!" Paddy said displeased: "Don't think that just because you have been to a town and studied for a few years, you are a great person. In Shiba Zumuri, when it comes to seniority, you are a great person."

If you call me uncle, I'm afraid I'll think you're too young - have you ever spoken to an elder like this?"

Cromwell was speechless for a moment and could only say: "I'm just telling the truth..."

"Okay!" Paddy suddenly laughed and said, "Since you are so educated and powerful, then you can give us all an idea to escape."

Cromwell lowered his head and gritted his teeth: "I...I can't help it..."

"Since you have no choice, you will be silenced!" Paddy scolded: "Thanks to your father, you have been frugal all your life so that you can go to school in the town. As a result, after studying for several years, you can do nothing but talk.

Bah! What an embarrassment to your father!"

At this time, an elderly villager next to him said: "Paddy... don't talk too much... Even if you want to teach the younger generation a lesson, you have to choose the occasion... Don't say that the occasion is not suitable now. Even if it is suitable, don't talk too much."

But...even if you look down on Cromwell, at least give his dead father some face."

Paddy stared at Cromwell coldly, snorted coldly, and said: "When Old Bull said he wanted to send him to school in the town, I also objected. If he was sent to join the army, I would still support it and send him to study.

Huh, what's the use? Look, I'm right, right? Since this kid came back, he has talked about many things, but he can't actually do any of them. Not to mention anything else -

—As a Salander, he doesn’t even know how to plant palms!”

Cromwell was dissatisfied and retorted: "How many times have I told you - I didn't go to school to learn how to farm!"

Paddy woke up, slapped his head and said: "Oh! If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten - you said you went to learn knowledge and culture. Well, can your knowledge and culture be exchanged for food? Can it be exchanged for dinars?

You know? Don’t you have to go back to Shiba Zumo and learn how to farm to support yourself now?”

Cromwell seemed to be hit hard by these words. His eyes widened, his fists clenched, and he slurred: "You...you..."

Paddy smiled and said: "What am I? Am I wrong? You kid obviously couldn't find a job in the town after studying, so you came back with no choice. Shiba Zumo relied on an acre of land left by your father.

Trying to live on three points of land. At that time, you still said it so nicely, saying that your home is here, your roots are here...it's disgusting. I watched you grow up, and with your virtue, if you can find a good job in the town,

When it comes to work, why don’t you just wag your tail and poop like a dog that sees shit?”

"Stop the noise!" At this time, Miller, who had been punched by Paddy and had been lying on the ground, suddenly roared: "Stop the noise! ​​Stop the noise! ​​I'm scared! I'm so scared! It's night again.

...Every night...the screams of the living dead outside keep me awake...When it's daytime, your arguments make me restless...I'm almost driven crazy by you! Do you know? Hahahahaha

!" As he said that, Miller laughed weirdly. What was even weirder was that two lines of turbid tears were streaming down his weird smiling face.

The scene suddenly fell into silence, and only Miller's sporadic and weird laughter filled the small mill. After a long time, the elderly villager who initially tried to break up the fight between Cromwell and Paddy said: "Miller

,you……"

At this moment, an incredible voice sounded outside the mill - it was the cry of a normal human being: "Hey! You stupid and stupid living dead! Your grandfather Eric is here! Come after me.

Come on, I’m so delicious! Haha!”

Why are there normal people outside the mill? Who is Eric? What is he going to do?

Thousands of ideas suddenly bombarded the minds of everyone in the mill, and everyone was completely confused.

Cromwell reacted first, pushed aside the crowd, squeezed to the window, and looked out the window through the wooden boards nailed on the window——

I saw outside the window, in the distance, a strong young man, running towards the distance, turning around from time to time, shouting to the living dead behind: "Hey! Idiots, idiots! The perfect crystallization of idiots and idiots.

Dead people, don’t you want to eat people? Then come after your grandfather and me! Your grandfather and I are leaving now! I’m really leaving!”

The hundreds of living dead people behind him and between the mills all turned their heads and looked at this uninvited guest from a distance. If the living dead people still had the thinking of normal people, they would be confused and confused at this moment.

, but they didn’t. So, they chose the most primitive instinct-chasing!

Hundreds of living dead have been surrounding the mill for several days. There are dozens of villagers inside the mill. To them, it means that there are mountains of delicious food in the mill. But because the mill is a building that the villagers rely on for survival,

Therefore, the repairs were relatively stable. So for several days, no matter how the living dead people scratched, slapped, or bit them, they were still unable to break through the mill and bite the people inside. Now, outside the mill, a person suddenly appeared - a lump appeared.

How can they not be tempted by food that can walk and has no solid wall protection?

As a result, the living dead outside the mill were all attracted by the sudden appearance of the human being. Their empty eyes and zombie bodies all focused on the sudden appearance of the human being.

"What's going on? Who is he?" Paddy also walked to the window and saw the scene outside the village, and couldn't help but ask to himself.

"I don't know... maybe it's the army that came to save us?" Cromwell couldn't help but shake his head and said as he looked at the living dead people gradually receding like a flood.

Paddy smiled and said: "Save our army? Don't be kidding. Not to mention that the man's clothes don't look like the army at all - the army had no intention of saving us from the beginning. Even if we wanted to break out of Shiba

·Zumo, they also used random arrows to force us back, not caring about our life or death at all - how could such an army come to rescue..."

Before Paddy could finish speaking, he heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

"Open the door quickly!"

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

"We are normal people! Open the door quickly!"

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

Now, the villagers in the mill were even more surprised - there were normal people outside, and not just one!

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

"Open the door quickly! If you don't open it, the living dead people will come up and bite us!"

Now the villagers are in chaos - the door of the mill has been nailed shut. Let alone letting people from outside in, it is not easy for people inside to get out!

At this time Cromwell shouted: "The door is sealed, you should leave quickly!"

When the people outside the door heard this, they seemed to be discussing with others: "What should I do? It seems that the door is sealed and it is difficult for them to open it."

A rough voice responded: "Get out of the way, let me come - Hey! The people inside listen up and stay away from the door! Otherwise, I'll be embarrassed if I accidentally get hurt!"

Hearing this, the villagers in the mill were all confused. Although they didn't know what the owner of the rough voice wanted to do, they all followed the words and stayed away from the door.

Before anyone could fully retreat, there was a loud "bang!" and suddenly mill smoke and sawdust flew everywhere.

Along with the violent coughing of the villagers, there was another loud noise outside. It seemed that someone had kicked away the heavy object blocking the door. Then there was a burst of rapid footsteps, and it seemed that many people had come in.

As soon as the group came in, Xie Feng, who was following at the end, looked back at the broken door and said, "Hey, Master Kang, you broke the door open. What if the living dead come in?"

Comstock didn't know what to say: "Is there a wooden board in here? Just seal the door."

Cecilia's voice sounded: "Ah? What about Brother Eric? He is still outside..."

Andre rushed to say: "We can't control so much now, the living dead will rush in soon... If Eric comes back, let him climb in through the skylight!" As he said, Andre had already organized the rest.

Three soldiers grabbed the boards and nails on one side and sealed the door again.

Cecilia looked up at the high skylight and asked: "Um...Brother Feng Xie, do you think Brother Eric can climb up to such a high skylight?"
To be continued...