A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

The off-road vehicle continued to move forward, speeding all the way, and back to the north-west direction. +++All Tanmei novels: www.sto123.cc

I spent one night in the (lu) camp by the salt river, and when I went on the road the next day, the scenery on the road began to change.

Vegetation gradually sparsed, the terrain opened up, and large patches of red (colored) gravel could be seen everywhere, red earth and blue sky, and the sky was lined up even higher.

Before long, a faint black line appeared at the end of the horizon in the red-brown (colored) wilderness.

This is definitely not a natural landscape, it should be built by man.

Tang Yuan poked her head out of the car window, a little excited, "Look ahead! Is that the legendary line of defense? So have we finally found a safe zone?"

Lu Xing replied late: "Let's go over and take a look."

But Bei Nuan knew that it wasn't.

The team in the book of this place has been there.

Lu Xing's late route is exactly the same as in the book. Although they have not yet reached the legendary defense line, this is the first truly complete human base they have traveled so far.

This base has a large area, and the main area is an abandoned mining town, located at the junction of three countries. The personnel are very complicated and are controlled by several forces.

Bei Nu Xingchi pulled Lu Xingchi, and as soon as he wanted to speak, Lu Xingchi stopped the car automatically.

"Shall we get off the car and walk over on foot?"

This is exactly what Bei Nuan meant.

Many bases will confiscate some important materials, and keep things outside as little as possible.

The baby off-road vehicle that accompanies it all the way, Lu Xing has already started up sooner or later, of course, it is safer to put it in the space.

"Want to walk there?"

Du Ruo looked at the distant horizon with a pained expression.

"Do you know what is meant by'watching the mountains and running dead horses'?"

Because the terrain is flat, although it can be seen from a distance, the distance is not too close. Walking on the deserted beach under the direct sunlight of the big sun, it will probably die from the sun.

Bei Nuan thought, of course, it is to be exposed to the sun, the more sun the better.

How can I sweat if I don’t get it in the sun?

How can I use the warm white soft towel without sweating?

Lu Xingchi didn't think so.

"It's so hot, we are fine, Bei Nuan will suffer from heat stroke." Lu Xing thought for a while, "Bei Nuan, take out your little yellow car."

The little yellow car was kept in the space, it was useless to keep it left, and it would be a pity that it was confiscated by the base.

Bei Nuan had no choice but to pull the little yellow car out of the space, just like Tinker Bell.

So the five people squeezed into the small yellow car together.

Although Bei Nuan was the smallest in size, everyone insisted on letting her sit in the co-driver, and the result was that the three of them, Du Ruo, slid into the back seat.

The little yellow car was round, small, and like a toy. The space in the back seat was originally limited. It was about the same for children. The three men stuffed it tightly and squeezed it into distortion.

Du Ruo was in pain, "Forget it, let me down, I'll walk over by myself."

Lu Xingdi didn't stop, "Hold on for a while, it will be there in a few minutes."

Du Ruo wondered, "Beinuan, there are so many empty cars on the road that you don't accept. Why don't you keep such a small one in the space?"

Bei Nuan replied solemnly, "Because it was the car I drove when I was on the road for the first time on my own. I have special feelings and I am reluctant to throw it away."

Lu Xing drove the car late, turned his head to look at Bei Nuan, and smiled happily.

Bei Nuan is inexplicable.

Why is he so happy? Is there any relationship with him if you have feelings for the car?

When the car gets closer, you can see that there is a built defense line outside the base, like a trench, several floors inside and outside, and barbed wire fences are erected on the high walls, which look very strong.

The little yellow car moved forward against the line of defense, looking for a way, and finally found the entrance.

When he got out of the car, Du Ruo stretched out his long legs, and he felt comfortable.

Bei Nuan held the small towel and observed it carefully. They squeezed like that, but they still didn't sweat.

The sentry had seen their car, and after asking a few words, he opened the door.

The base is not small, it is a city, and the barracks are neatly lined with small buildings. They are all decades-old architectural styles. There is no one (sexual xing) in all directions, gray and full of weeds. .

This was originally a mining area, but it was abandoned later. This small city that developed along with the mining area also declined. People walked out of the building, and almost no one lived in, and the city was almost deserted.

A deserted city has its advantages.

There were no people in the deserted city, so there were no zombies. This time the zombies erupted, many people came to take refuge, causing the deserted city to suddenly become lively again.

People of insight established an inspection system early to keep this place and gradually developed into a base.

Sure enough, as Lu Xingchi expected, the soldiers at the base put people in, but confiscated the small yellow car, saying that all such materials were confiscated.

But I also posted a lot of things.

After they checked their injuries, everyone received a one-week meal ticket. With the ticket, they could go to the cafeteria to get food.

I don't care about it after a week, and I have to make money on my own.

A small bag of daily life (in yong) products for each person was also distributed, including lunch boxes, towels, toothbrushes, soap, roll paper, etc., including several scented candles, all packed in glass bottles or iron boxes, which are quite beautiful.

Finally, I gave them a small plastic lighter like a baby.

Bei Nuan studied the candles and was a little curious, "Why do you send out scented candles?"

The soldier smiled and replied: "Because we found a candle factory last time, there are a lot of candles in the warehouse. Anyway, there is no electricity at night, so we will bring it back for everyone to use for lighting."

After the personal (in yong) product was distributed, another person in charge came over, asked them about their situation, and produced a big book.

"We have a unified place to live here. You guys live in the same room. The four of you are a bit crowded, but there is no way."

He glanced at Bei Nuan, "You only have one woman. According to regulations, you can't divide a room separately. I'll ask someone to help you find a woman to join you."

Suddenly, Lu Xingchi gently held Bei Nuan's shoulder with his hand.

"We are husband and wife," he said.

Bei Nuan almost didn't mention it.

Husband and wife? Husband and wife?

"Husband and wife?" the man said, "that's easy."

His fingers slid down the rows of numbers on the notebook and stopped.

"You can have a two-room house. The three of them live in one and the two of you live in one."

problem solved.

He turned around and took out a large set of keys, picked one out, handed them to Lu Xingchi, and reported the address, "No. 602, Unit 2, Building 12, District Three."

He said quickly and vaguely, Du Ruo didn't remember, "What about Building 12 in District 3?"

Bei Nuan rushed to answer: "No. 602, Unit 2, Building 12."

Du Ruo was surprised, "Can you remember what he said so quickly?"

Bei Nuan thought: Of course, remember, isn't this the address of my home?

This address happens to be the same as the address of Bei Nuan's home in another world.

Several people were carrying meal tickets and daily (yong) products, looking for the legendary room 602, Unit 2, Building 12, District 3, everywhere.

The base is like a small, functioning city with a lot of people on the road.

It's just that the city has been abandoned for a long time, a dilapidated scene, the roads are cracked, weeds are growing in the gaps, people are yellow and thin, and they are rushing.

There were no civilian vehicles on the road, only a fleet of convoys with obvious missions whizzed past, presumably out of the city to find supplies.

The buildings here are exactly the same standardized products, neatly arranged, and not too hard to find.

After a while, Bei Nuan and the others were standing in front of an old-fashioned unit building that was not in the slightest different from other buildings.

There are only six floors in this building, and 602 seems to be on the top.

Several people climbed up the narrow stairs.

There are already people living in many units downstairs, and you can hear the noise of people talking lively inside. Although the building is old, the world is full of fireworks.

On the top of the building, I found room 602, Lu Xing late put the key (insert the cha) into the keyhole.

The house seemed to have been abandoned for a while, the lock was a bit awkward, and it didn't work well. Lu Xing tried a bit later and didn't succeed. He pulled out the key and put his hand on it.

The door opened.

The door was facing the window of the living room opposite, and the sunlight outside was so bright that it was so white that Bei's eyes dazzled for a moment.

Bei Nuan blinked before adapting to the light.

It was not at all dilapidated inside, as if someone had lived in it not long ago.

The windows are clean and spotless, the shoe racks are full of shoes, and white porcelain tea cups are placed on the coffee table, as if the owner has just left.

Bei Nuan searched every detail in the house with his eyes in the bright and dazzling sunlight.

Far away, there seemed to be Lu Xingchi's voice.

"Bei Nuan? Bei Nuan?"

Someone held Bei Nuan's shoulder.

Bei Nuan gently tossed him away, like every time he went home, he shook off his shoes and the backpack on his back, and rushed directly into the big bedroom briskly.

"Dad? Daddy?"

The big bed in the master bedroom is simple and clean, and a dark (colored) men's jacket is still sitting on the chair beside the bed.

But no one.

"father?"

People are not in the bedroom, they must be cooking in the kitchen.

Bei Nuan ran into the kitchen.

The kitchen countertops are clean (dry gan) (dry gan), and the familiar blue plaid apron hangs behind the door.

But there is still no one.

Bei Nuan opened the small bedroom door.

Bei Nuan’s single wooden bed was placed there, and the (bed chuang) also contained a plush pillow that had been hugged from small to large, and the books on the bookshelf were piled up randomly and unorganized.

Bei Nuan stood at the door for a moment, then rushed to the balcony.

There was no one on the balcony. Dad didn't hide there to smoke secretly this time, and the bathroom was also empty.

Bei Nuan returned to the living room in a daze.

"Beinuan, what's wrong with you?" Lu Xingchi asked.

Bei Nuan squatted down in the middle of the living room, hugged her knees, and wept bitterly.

This No. 2 unit 602 of Building No. 12 is not bad at all. It is her home.

She was at that home in another world, where she was when her father was there.

After my father passed away, the family has changed a lot. Later, Bei Nuan removed the furniture in the big room and replaced it with two single beds, rented out and subsidized the family.

But this unit is clearly the way his father was before his death.

Everything is the same as before, as if time has frozen, staying at the happiest time, in these years, it has never existed.

In this remote world, in the base of the last days, there is actually a home for Bei Nuan.

But Bei Nuan was not afraid of such a strange thing.

Because it is bright, warm and familiar here, it seems like my father was just here, but suddenly remembering what he forgot to buy, he left the door temporarily.

Du Ruo and the others were still standing at the door, completely ignorant of what happened to Bei Nuan.

Lu Xingchi also squatted down, gently touching her back with the palm of his hand, quietly waiting for her to finish crying.

Lu Xingchi moved her to the sofa when Bei Nuan finally stopped crying.

Jiang Fei also came over and asked Bei Nuan: "What's wrong?"

Lu Xingchi replied for her: "If I guess correctly, this room is very similar to hers."

Bei Nuan took out the tissue from the familiar cloth tissue box on the coffee table, wiped his crying face, and woke up his nose.

"It's not like my home, this is my home."

Bei Nuan took another piece of paper, and said in a whirl, "This little bunny tissue box was made when I was a kid. One of the bunny ears fell off, and I was too lazy to sew it again. It was glued with hot melt adhesive. "

Lu Xing picked up the tissue box late and took a look at the little rabbit's long ears.

Sure enough, one side was sewn up, and the other side was really glued with hot melt glue.

"No need to look," Bei Nuan said in a huff. "Of course I know my home. There is my school uniform hanging on the balcony, and my schoolbag hanging at the door."

"There are also shoes, all on the shoe rack," Beinen paused, and whispered, "My father's and mine."

Every detail evokes familiar memories. The past that I thought I couldn't remember a long time ago, turned out to be all there, and as long as it was summoned, it would be surging.

Lu Xing looked around again, "Bei Nuan, calm down, and take a closer look. Is it really yours?"

Bei Nuan has cried, and is much calmer now.

She calmed down and lied to Lu Xingchi first, "Yes, this is my home in S city."

"Strange." Du Ruo looked around in the house, "S city is so far away from here, how can there be an identical place? The spaces are connected?"

Bei Nuan thought to herself, it's actually even stranger than you said. It is much farther than the distance from here to city s.

What is reproduced here is what Bei Nuan looks like in another world.

"The time is not right," Bei Nuan said. "This was my father's home before his death. It's not like this anymore at home."

"You take a closer look." Jiang Fei also suggested.

Bei Nuan stood up again and walked to the low cabinet confidently.

"The drawer in this drawer is all odds and ends, there are needles and threads, gold (color) scissors, glue, a large box of pens, and binder clips."

She opened the drawer, and the inside was exactly the same as she said.

"The second grid contains several pairs of headphones, as well as chargers, data cables and batteries."

Pulling open the drawer, there is no mistake.

Bei Nuan continued, "The bottom box is my graduation..."

Bei Nuan's words came to an abrupt end.

There should be several graduation memorial books of Bei Nuan in it. The scary thing is that there are pictures of Bei Nuan in the memorial book.

The look of Li Bei Nuan in the photo is of course different from now.

When Bei Nuan's hand solidified on the drawer handle, Lu Xingchi reached out.

"What did you graduate?"

Lu Xing opened the drawer late.

The drawer was empty and there was nothing in it.

"Graduation certificate." Bei Nuan said, "Why not?"

Bei Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, closed the drawer, and walked around the room again, carefully observing every detail.

Bei Nuan found that all the photo frames were gone.

The photo with my father that was originally placed on the TV cabinet is gone, and the few pictures on the wall of my room are gone.

If someone made this room deliberately, then he must be a very considerate person.

Because all the photos that could easily expose Bei Nuan's original appearance have disappeared.

Except for the missing photos, every detail is correct.

There is an inconspicuous yellow circle on the kitchen counter. One time Bei Nuan accidentally burned it with a pot. There was only one belt left to tie the curtains in Bei Nuan's bedroom, and a cat hair band was used on the other side to make do with it.

"Could it be someone who has some abilities like you, Brother Lu?"

Tang Tang's brain was wide open.

"He extracted Sister Nuannuan's memory and created such an illusion, playing with us."

Tang Yuan closed his eyes (touching Mo) (touching Mo) the furniture around him, "Actually, this room is not what we see now, it's just an abandoned room with nothing broken and broken."

He speaks like a haunted and scary.

Bei Nuan called Xiao San silently in her heart.

"Little San, why is there a room in the base that looks exactly like my previous parents?"

Bei Nuan thought he would spit out four words seriously as before-"Refuse to spoiler".

As a result, Xiao San said, "Huh?"

He doesn't know anything.

"Same?" Xiao San asked in confusion, "Exactly the same? Is it a time-space wormhole or something?"

Xiao San's brain is bigger than Tang Tan's theory of illusion.