Chapter 815 Cases Of Disappearance
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The air in the apocalypse was as fresh as ever. Although it was winter, the sun had already risen very high, bringing back a trace of warmth to the colder air.
When Lu Ya's huge body descended from the sky, the group of people who were gathered together were immediately frightened. All of them hid behind their leader. Only the woman who was kneeling on the ground crying did not seem to have seen Lu Ya's arrival and almost fainted from crying.
At this time, Qin An also arrived nearby and hid more than 500 meters away. He did not really want to meddle in anything, because with Lu Ya's help, it seemed that he did not need to show himself.
There were almost three hundred people in that group, including men and women, old and young. The so-called "Young Master" was actually not a very young child. Qin An could see that the youngest of them should be thirteen or fourteen years old.
What made Qin An more concerned was their leader, the middle-aged man who looked very ordinary.
Qin An was wearing a multi-colored stone ring, so he could tell that the middle-aged man's mutation level should be five.
Level 5 mutants weren't rare in the apocalypse, so what caught Qin An's attention was the color of that person's skin. It was a bloodless skin, like a zombie's.
At this time, the female giant Lu Ya had already spoken to the group of people.
"I am a hero with the title of king in Zangxi, so I came here to take a look.
That woman who is about to faint from crying, stop crying. What grievances have you suffered? Tell me, if you're bullied, I can help you decide!
"Hmph, there are too many people who hold the strong against the weak in the apocalypse."
Lu Ya's body was huge, and her words were also very Hong Liang.
The woman finally noticed Lu Ya's existence. When she raised her head to look at Lu Ya, she was shocked like everyone else. She actually forgot to cry!
A hundred-meter giant would naturally have a certain deterrent effect when it appeared.
The leader of the group was also raising his head, wanting to see Lu Ya's face clearly. The expression on his face was still very calm, as if he wasn't too shocked by Lu Ya's enormous body. Qin An felt that this leader should have a great background in his eyes. At the very least, he would not look as ordinary as he did.
The woman's consciousness finally recovered. When she heard the female giant say that she was willing to make a decision for her, a ball of flame immediately ignited in Deathly Gray's heart. She ignored Lu Ya's identity and stood up with great effort. She raised her head and began to narrate her experiences in a hoarse voice.
The woman was called Wang Qinfang, and the man she accused was called Wu Zhongguo.
Wang Qinfang was thirty-five years old this year, so she could be considered a person from the pre-apocalyptic era.
For the past five years, she had lived with her husband at the border between the two provinces of Xijiang and Hubei. Before the apocalypse, that was her home. The Chinese would always miss their homeland, so after the formation of the zombie territory, there were many people who returned to their hometowns from various large gathering places to rebuild their houses and settle down.
Until three months ago, a wave of zombies raided the small village where Wang Qinfang lived. More than twenty people from six families almost died. Only Wang Qinfang escaped with her little daughter, who was just three years old.
The death of her husband and two other older children made Wang Qinfang very sad, but she could not let herself be immersed in this sorrow, because her three-year-old daughter still needed her to take care of.
In this way, during her escape, Wang Qinfang met the group led by Wu Zhongguo.
It was said that Wu Zhongguo was almost fifty years old this year. He was also a person from the pre-apocalyptic era. However, he was a mutant, so he did not look old. He looked like he was only in his thirties.
Wu Zhongguo warmly accepted Wang Qinfang and her daughter, and Wang Qinfang was glad that they finally had support.
At the beginning, or until last night, Wang Qinfang had always thought that Wu Zhongguo was a good person. After getting along for about two months, she had gained some understanding of Wu Zhongguo.
Wu Chung-kuo had been traveling between China and the United States before the end of the world. He had a household registration in the United States, but his family was in the country, and most of his family's businesses were in the country. Therefore, Wu Chung-kuo was a rich second generation who did not cheat on his father. Not only did he inherit his family business, he also expanded his business abroad.
When the apocalypse erupted, he was in the United States. Later, he was bitten by a zombie and became a mutant. Only after he had the ability did he walk back to China to find his relatives. However, in the end, he discovered that all of his relatives had long since disappeared.
A few years ago, Wu Zhongguo set up a small gathering place in Sichuan Province and took in quite a few people. In the apocalypse, The functions of the Zangxi as the central government are not binding at the local level, Therefore, for those refugees, they mainly relied on the small towns built by private individuals to live. The small towns built by Wu Zhongguo were relatively comfortable among the countless small towns in the apocalypse. He advocated equality among people and maintained the social form of the city as it was before the apocalypse.
The apocalyptic cities had all kinds of social forms, slave society, feudal society, dark society, communist society, and each city had a different way of life.
Humanity was selfish. Without restraints, the city lords, as the highest authority within a city, would naturally plan their own towns according to their own preferences. Therefore, it was not easy for Wu Zhongguo to make everyone in the city equal.
At the beginning of this year, the zombie territories began to wander around. They were no longer settled in one place, which brought about a devastating blow to the cities in the apocalypse. The larger gathering places were the first to see the future of the world. They abandoned the city walls that they had lived for several years and began to migrate to the larger gathering places. After all, there were stronger city walls and defensive systems there.
In the end, there were only two places for them to go. One was Zangxi, and the other was the Nine Dragons Mountain Range.
The smaller gathering places began to move around, looking for a place to hide from the tide of corpses. This was the case with Wu Zhongguo's group. Under Wu Zhongguo's lead, they began to wander around. Wang Qinfang met them while they were wandering around Wu Zhongguo.
Wang Qinfang's three-year-old daughter had a pair of strong legs. She didn't look like she was three when she ran around, which made Wang Qinfang worry a lot.
Wu Zhongguo took care of Wang Qinfang and her daughter. Perhaps because they were late comers and didn't have any other acquaintances in the team, he would pick up the little girl and patiently coax her to play when he noticed that she was running around in the crowd while her mother wasn't around.
Over time, Wu Zhongguo became the closest person to Wang Qinfang's daughter, and the little girl even regarded him as her father.
Wang Qinfang was very happy to see her daughter close to Wu Zhongguo. Although her husband had just died, as a woman in the apocalypse, she knew how difficult it would be for her to live without a man. Although Wu Zhongguo's real age was much older than her, she did not look old at all. If she could find such a man to follow, then her future life would really be settled. Therefore, Wang Qinfang could send her daughter to Wu Zhongguo and ask him to help take care of her. She wanted to use the child as a tool to close the distance between the two of them.
Last night, Wang Qinfang once again sent her daughter to Wu Zhongguo's tent. Then, she put away all of Wu Zhongguo's dirty clothes and went to the nearby river to wash them.
While doing the laundry, Wang Qinfang was thinking about something on her mind. Now that her husband's death was almost three months away, perhaps she should take the first step bravely and hand herself over to another man, Wu Zhongguo.
Because she was still hesitant in her heart, Wang Qinfang stayed by the river until almost twelve o'clock before returning to Wu Zhongguo's tent with her laundry.
She was prepared to sacrifice herself tonight and thoroughly settle the relationship with Wu Zhongguo.
However, when she walked into Wu Zhongguo's tent, she was shocked.
The tent was pitch black, and Wu Zhongguo did not light the oil lamp.
Wang Qinfang could not see the situation inside, but she could smell a strong smell of blood.
For some reason, she felt a little flustered, so she asked, "Zhongguo, is Little Ai asleep?"
She knew that Wu Zhongguo usually went to bed late at night, so she asked. Little Ai is her daughter's nickname.
In the darkness, Wu Zhongguo was lying on the bed. After a long time, he said softly, "Little Ai ran out. I didn't find her."
What!
Wang Qinfang's hands trembled and the laundry basin in her hands landed on the ground.
She quickly ran to the bedside of Wu Zhongguo's bed, then took out an oil lamp and lighter from a nearby package and lit it up.
The dim lights swayed back and forth. Wang Qinfang's lips trembled as she looked at Wu Zhongguo. She saw him lying calmly with an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.
'"Zhongguo, what are you talking about? Why did Little Ai run out? Didn't you look at her? Since Little Ai ran away, didn't you ask others to look around? Why are you still lying here?" Wang Qinfang asked again.
Wu Zhongguo's behavior was very strange. He shook his head and said indifferently, "No, because… maybe we can't find her anymore. Qin Fang, don't think about Little Ai anymore. Just treat her as if she really lost her, okay?"
Wu Zhongguo's words almost drove Wang Qinfang crazy. What do you mean, she really lost it? That was her daughter, the flesh and blood she gave birth to in October!
Wang Qinfang's emotions became out of control. She quickly rushed out of Wu Zhongguo's tent and began to run around the temporary camp, shouting for Xiao Ai's figure.
With her disturbance, everyone in the camp was woken up. At the beginning, everyone was quite enthusiastic and began to help Wang Qinfang find Little Ai. However, all night long, until the sun rose in the east, they were unable to find Wang Qinfang's daughter's figure.
Wang Qinfang was already in despair. She did not dare to accept the fact that her daughter had disappeared.
Suddenly, she remembered what Wu Zhongguo had said before and his performance.
It was too strange. Why did he stop thinking about Little Ai? Why did he think that Little Ai was really lost?
What kind of mystery was hidden in such words?
Thinking of this, Wang Qinfang ran back to Wu Zhongguo's tent.
It was already dawn, and sunlight shone through the open windows of the tent, making the view in the tent much better than it was at night.
Wu Zhongguo didn't seem to have slept all night, but he didn't get up either. He was still lying on the bed, his eyes filled with sorrow, just like last night.
Wang Qinfang pounced on Wu Zhongguo and cried, "Where did you get Little Ai?"
Wu Zhongguo never replied to Wang Qinfang.
Seeing that Wu Zhongguo did not reply, Wang Qinfang began to search around his tent. In the end, she found her daughter Ai's clothes and some faint traces of blood in the corner!
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