Liu Yan walked into the farm, there were four small three-story buildings, each with a simple wind generator plugged in, Yu Ma started to cook in the evening, and the smoke was billowing, they had hardly eaten a meal these days Cooked food.
In the cafeteria, when Mama Yu served the meal, Liu Yan took a glance and found that there were nearly a hundred more people, both men and women, women more than men.
"I'm afraid that the mark won't work." Hu Jue said, "I can't sleep a day, but luckily you found it."
Meng Feng spat out a mouthful of rice and asked, "Mark?"
Deng Changhe said: "Didn't you follow the signs to find it?"
Zhang Min said blankly: "No... Was it covered by the wind and snow? Where did you make the mark?"
Hu Jue couldn't laugh or cry: "We passed through Hanzhong along the way, and went to Baoji. All the road signs were written with Mongolian characters and arrows, telling you to go northwest..."
"I'm cheating!" Meng Feng yelled sadly and angrily: "We are going to the east of Xi'an! National Highway 108! Cassia! You can't rely on being an immortal guide, hey!"
Everyone laughed, but Liu Yan shook his head helplessly.
"Thank you Lord Jesus for your guidance." Wu Weiguang said, "I finally found it."
Liu Yan nodded, and Hu Jue said, "Finally, the burden can be relieved, and I'll leave it to you."
Liu Yan was not modest either, and said, "There are still many things that need your help in the future."
Hu Jue nodded and smiled, "I won't refuse."
Meng Feng and Liu Yan were very acquainted with the people they rescued in the refuge, so they got excited one by one that day, but the 117 people rescued by Hu Jue via Yan'an didn't know them at all.
After Meng Feng and Zhang Min had dinner, they went to talk to the new asylum seekers one by one, give them a test, and form a formation.
Liu Yan then took over the distribution map and resources of the entire farm, as well as the personnel list, and called everyone for a meeting. Everything is taken for granted, without Lin Musen's arrogance and calculations, and there is no conflict of ideas.
The strategy development new map mode is opened, and the game begins.
They finished the meeting in the hall on the second floor of the farmer. Liu Yan integrated everyone's opinions, recorded the strengths of the members in detail, and began to plan the second construction.
This time it was finally completely safe, no matter the weather, location or harmony.
The weather is undoubtedly the biggest factor, and the cold will last for a long time.
Geographical advantage: The farmhouse is located in the most secluded place in Taihang Mountains, not the only way between north and south, east and west. Unless the zombies cross the mountains, there is only a small possibility of being attacked here.
The migration route of the zombies is not clear to Liu Yan, and no matter whether it is going south all at once, or going north like a migratory bird in spring, they will not come here on purpose.
Three hundred kilometers away from the farm is Xi'an to the east, Tianshui to the west, and Lanzhou to the northwest. There is a gas station ten kilometers away, and there are many villages around, but they are all small towns with less than a hundred people.
Renhe: Lin Musen's gang management model is finally over, and everyone is relieved. Although we don't know when this wave of zombies will end, it may be tomorrow, or it may be thirty years later, the road ahead may be long and cruel, but as long as we hold each other's trust, everything will gradually get better.
In the evening, Liu Yan tidied up the list, handed it to Hu Jue, and said, "I still leave the personnel affairs to you. I'm not suitable for management. I can only tinker with small gadgets. Thank you for your hard work."
Hu Jue was ten years older than Liu Yan, like a polite elder brother, but he never restrained himself from his age. Hearing this, he smiled, took the order and went to make arrangements. Liu Yan opened the curtains of the study, and it was snowing again outside, Jue Ming was having a snowball fight with a few children, Zhang Min and Meng Feng each led a team to talk.
He will be living here from tomorrow, and the two rooms on the third floor have been cleaned and reserved for them.
The door knocked, Liu Yan turned around, and Wu Weiguang pushed the door in.
Liu Yan said: "Pastor, how is your mission going?"
Wu Weiguang replied: "I am not here to preach to you, but if you have the idea of converting to the Lord, I am willing to show you a way."
Liu Yan said: "Forget it, I don't have such an idea at the moment. What's the matter?"
Wu Weiguang seemed to be having a hard time phrasing. After thinking about it for a minute, he said, "Christmas will be in a few days."
Liu Yan thought for a while, and joked: "Meng Feng really... doesn't like this festival. But I promise he won't interfere with you."
Wu Weiguang rubbed his nose, laughed, and said, "Please go around, I think they have a lot to say to you."
Liu Yan said happily: "Well, I'm planning to do this."
Everyone came back at dusk. It was a fulfilling and busy day. Meng Feng, wearing fingerless gloves and full military uniform, explained the defense arrangement here with a dozen men in the dining room. These people are the squad leaders he has temporarily selected.
Zhang Min put his arms around Cassia Ming, crossed his long legs, and interrupted to express his opinions from time to time.
"That's it for the time being." Meng Feng said: "Our plan needs to be coordinated with Liu Yan's gadgets before we can start the detailed layout. Everyone just needs to have some ideas in advance..." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Liu Yan going downstairs, Casually ordered: "Let's disband first, and prepare for dinner."
There is a dilapidated corridor on the side of the restaurant, which leads to the common room in the middle. Behind the lounge is a chess and card room. Four long small buildings surround the central pool, garden and rockery.
"The previous owner here was still an elegant man." Liu Yan took Meng Feng's little finger, shook it lazily, and said with a smile: "Landscape painting, bamboo, look."
Zhang Min and Caesar Ming held hands and walked behind unsteadily, Zhang Min said: "Well, there is a bamboo forest."
Meng Feng said: "We can raise a few pandas here in the future. Liu Yan used to like pandas very much."
Liu Yan: "..."
Zhang Min smiled and said, "It's exactly what I want, and Jue Ming likes pandas very much."
Jue Ming: "Christmas will be in a few days? Is there a gift? The panda is the gift?"
Meng Feng: "Oh forget it, what's so good about that kind of foreign festival, don't forget the things of the ancestors..."
Liu Yan: "What does celebrating Christmas have to do with forgetting about things from our ancestors? You don't want to change the concept secretly."
Jueming: "That's just..."
Meng Feng: "Anyway, I don't care about foreign devils at all. I don't know Jesus, and I don't know His mother, huh?"
Zhang Min: "Huh huh?"
Liu Yan: "You just blamed Jesus for being late for the festival that winter with me..."
Meng Feng: "How many times have I told you that the train is late! Is it easy for me to ask for leave? I came back from thousands of miles to spend a foreign devil's festival with you. I risked being rear-ended, overturned, derailed, and scumbags from the Ministry of Railways. The danger of destroying corpses and destroying traces Come back by train, I will meet you at six in the afternoon, and go back by car at ten in the evening, only four hours, it depends on your face... "
Cassia: "Meow meow..."
Zhang Min: "Wow, woof!"
Liu Yan: "Sergeant Meng Feng! Don't force me to expose you! I waited for you in the cold wind at the station for ten hours, and it was you who dozed off on the train and sat through the station..."
Meng Feng: "Ah! The lights are very bright here! Is there a camera?"
Zhang Min: "Let's go over there and have a look."
Cassia: "I'll go find a camera."
Zhang Min and Jue Ming put on a show, laughed and danced a few steps, and wandered away.
The electricity is not very sufficient, but the basic lighting and facilities are sufficient. The previous owner of the farmhouse took good care of the place, and there are batteries to prevent power outages.
Today when Liu Yan and the others came back, the hall was brightly lit, Elvis Presley's "hey jude" came slowly from the side hall, and the music was filled with indescribable romance.
"I'm just... too excited for two days in a row." Meng Feng said regretfully, "I can't sleep for forty-eight hours at the thought of coming back to see you...so in the car..."
Liu Yan: "If I hadn't said it earlier, it would be over. What are you doing to lose face? Is it difficult to admit that you love me so much? It's not too embarrassing, and you won't lose a piece of meat. Why not do it?"
Meng Feng's teeth itched in anger, and he really wanted to beat Liu Yan up.
Wen Qige stood quietly outside the chess and card room. He is tall and tall, dressed in a field military uniform, and has a serious and dignified face.
Liu Yan glanced at Wen Qiege, he seemed to be waiting for someone here, his eyes met Liu Yan, and Meng Feng turned his eyes away. Meng Feng said: "This kid did a good job. They said that he killed a lot of zombies along the way, let Deng Changhe protect the others in the car, and went down to open the way by himself... The more than a hundred people who were rescued from Yan'an and Xi'an later, did the same. He brought people to save him."
Liu Yan whispered: "Shall I go talk to him?"
Wen Qige said: "Liu Yan, you are back."
Liu Yan nodded, glanced sideways, Meng Feng took off his hat, and smoked on the sofa, Liu Yan said, "I heard you did a good job."
Wen Qiege said: "The one who was locked up...how is he? Did you see it before you left?"
After a short period of confusion, Liu Yan remembered the person who died indirectly in Wenqiu Singer in the shelter.
"Yeah." Liu Yan lied, and said, "We were the last to leave. Meng Feng unlocked him and let him out. He was with their new zombie friends and joined the army moving south."
Wen Qiege's expression loosened a bit, but there was still sadness in his eyes.
Liu Yan finally understood that they were the ones who Wen Qige was waiting here.
Wen Qiege said: "I want to show you something, I don't know how to decide..."
Liu Yan turned back and said, "The master!"
Meng Feng smiled and got up, put Liu Yan's shoulders, Wen Qige glanced at them, and said: "Come here."
His expression seemed to be difficult to choose, he didn't speak all the way, he led them up to the second floor, the easternmost corridor in the resort was very damp, the floor and walls were slightly moldy, cold and desolate.
Meng Feng glanced at the end of the corridor, everyone lived in the west building, and there was no residence in the east building.
Wen Qiege took out a bunch of keys, opened the door of 217, and led them in.
There was no electricity in the dark and damp room, and Lin Musen was lying on the bed. His body was covered with a thin blanket, his feet were amputated to the knees, and there were traces of blood on the sheets.
The room was smelly but looked like it had been cleaned every now and then, and there were a few wildflowers in a glass vase on the bedside table.
Lin Musen was dying, he was lying on the bed breathing slowly like asthma, his chest heaved and heaved like a bellows.
Wen Qiege said: "When we found him, his feet were pressed under the armored vehicle."
Liu Yan nodded and said, "I'm still thinking, when are you going to tell me about this?"
Meng Feng frowned and said, "How do you know he's still alive?"
Liu Yan smiled: "The wind turbine was designed by Tang Yichuan. He didn't ask us about his sister's whereabouts, which proves that he has found it. Lin Musen probably also..."
"Let Zhang Min come over." Meng Feng said, "Show him."
Hearing and singing, he was relieved, and quickly went out to call someone.
Zhang Min came after a while, lifted the blanket under Lin Musen, and took a look.
"Medicine is very scarce." Wu Weiguang said: "I can only amputate for him."
Zhang Min said: "Even if the limb is amputated, he probably won't live long. His knees are completely necrotic, and his muscle tissue is infected and festered... Fortunately, there is no virus."
Wu Weiguang said: "Mr. Zhang, can you cure him with acupuncture and ointment of traditional Chinese medicine?"
Zhang Min said, "I'll try my best, it's hard to say."
Everyone in the room was silent, Lin Musen opened his eyes.
"Liu Yan." Lin Musen said.
"Brother Sen." Liu Yan's tone was calm.
Lin Musen said: "I put a package...under the container truck, on the axle...give it to...Yi Xiao."
No one answered him, Lin Musen said again: "Xiaowen, our brothers... until today, how many of us are still alive."
Hearing and singing, he replied, "Six."
Lin Musen smiled helplessly, and said, "Wang Shu."
Wen Qige said: "The people in that car, except you and Tang Yixiao, are all dead."
Lin Musen nodded slowly, and said, "From now on, let them listen to you..."
"...you, listen to Meng Feng, and recognize him as your eldest brother." Lin Musen took a deep breath, closed his eyes like a leader explaining his funeral, and said, "There is a leak in the window, go and help...Brother Sen."
They left Lin Musen's cell, Wen Jige locked the door, and sighed.
Meng Feng stayed behind, went downstairs with him, and asked: "How long have you been with him, how long have you been his little brother?"
Hearing and singing, he said, "Five years."
Meng Feng knew that Wen Qiege had some feelings for this boss after all, he turned around at the corner, and the two stood face to face, Meng Feng said: "Listen, I'm not your big brother, and there's no need to listen to everything." mine."
Wen Qiege nodded, Meng Feng said: "All people are created equal, you just need to be responsible to your own conscience."
Wu Weiguang planned a Christmas dinner, and Liu Yan made some handmade gifts for many newcomers to the team, including military knives and fishing rods—you can go fishing in spring.
There are also medals for the children: Meng Feng expanded the organization again, except for the Wagua Team, Potato Thunder Team (bomb planting engineers), Cowardly Mushroom Team, Sunflower Team (logistics staff), and Pea Shooter Team ( Snipers), Watermelon Pitcher Team (Grenade Soldiers), and the Destroyer Mushroom Team - a suicide attack team, with only one member: the polished commander Wen Qige.
He handed over the shoulder emblem of a destroying mushroom to Wen Qiege. These days, Wen Qiege has always been out of group, never laughing, not talking, like a criminal who isolated himself.
He sat alone on the side when eating, never participated in playing cards, thinking about things in front of the heavy snow.
But when he saw something, he would take the initiative to do it. The death of those two people still buried a shadow in his heart. He worked in the cold, from morning to night.
He took the last five underworld boys left behind by Lin Musen to repair the greenhouse in the back garden.
There are a lot of seeds in the warehouse, bags of vegetables and flower seeds, melon and fruit seeds are prepared by the farmer, and they are specially provided to the vacationers who come to play farmhouse. All the former people here have turned into zombies, and all the livestock they raised ran away hungry. Flocks of chickens hid in dilapidated greenhouses to avoid the cold, and pecked at vegetable leaves and earthworms. Green vegetables and tomatoes were not fertilized, and they grew wildly like plants, becoming a self-sufficient ecological cycle.
The ducks went out for a stroll during the day, and returned to the greenhouse in the afternoon to look for food. Liu Yan was really amazed at the robust vitality of nature. Most of these poultry survived without anyone taking care of them.
Fertilizers and pesticides are all available. There is also a lot of food, and the large bags of flour and rice in the granary are enough for them to feed for a year. The drainage system is connected to a nearby underground waterway, which has already been built, and domestic waste is discharged into a tributary of the river, which flows into the sewage river outside Xi'an.
In this self-sufficient farm, there is very little domestic waste, and most of the fertilizer is manure from pigs, chickens and ducks. There is almost no pollution to nature.
Behind the spacious farm is a large area of fields, spreading all the way to the river, and there are several abandoned machines used for farming, all of which can be used after being remodeled by Liu Yan.
Zhang Min led his men to patrol along the east bank of the river and found the lost cows and pigs. In a cave, they found three emaciated sows and several litters of shivering piglets.
Zhang Min carried them back, and Liu Yan joked, "If you find a few more dogs, you will be able to grow the fields."
"You know how to farm?" Meng Feng said.
"Isn't it possible to learn?" Liu Yan was reading a book about planting crops. These books were not thrown in the snow when Deng Changhe led a large army to escape on the Long March. Liu Yan really didn't know whether to laugh at the film. Stupid still praise him for being smart.
In the spring of the coming year, they will plow the fields and plant the first batch of wheat. A college student from Nannong and another latecomer from West China Agricultural University joined them, and everything became more stable. The seed of hope is taking root, sprouting, branching, and blooming in this isolated land.
Meng Feng said: "Let's go out and make a snowman."
Liu Yan said: "No time."
Meng Feng: "Take a break, look, here? There, little Zhang Jueming is having so much fun."
Liu Yan: "No, you can go and play with him, live to learn, it's not good to waste your studies."
Meng Feng: "Don't force me to be rough."
Liu Yan: "Come on! Brother Feng, now that you're the leader, you're getting fatter, don't you..."
Without further ado, Meng Feng picked up Liu Yan, gave a heroic shout, and jumped down from the second floor.
The snowball flew in all directions in an instant, Liu Yan got up from Meng Feng, who was thrown to the ground, and fled in embarrassment amidst the laughter around him, Jueming led his team members to outflank and kill him, Liu Yan begged for mercy While fleeing, Meng Feng galloped, chasing after him.
Liu Yan fell in the snow, Meng Feng caught up, embraced and kissed, was pushed away by Liu Yan, and jumped on him again.
"Baby!" Zhang Min said, "I'm back!"
"Your father told you to go home for dinner, dear!" Meng Feng turned his head and yelled at Caesar, who was still full of enthusiasm, "Dear you who disturbed others and was kicked by a donkey!" Liu Yan fell into the snow together.
With Liu Yan on his back, Meng Feng's footprints slanted in the snow, extending into the distance.
"The boss here." Meng Feng looked up at the birch forest and the wooden house in the forest: "He is a rich man."
Liu Yan was buried on Meng Feng's shoulders, and was carried by him in a flash. His shoulders were broad and his back was firm and reliable.
"Yeah." Liu Yan said casually, "You can see that you're single?"
Meng Feng said: "Didn't you read the sundries in the study? Last time I sorted out a stack of love letters, which he wrote to his wife when he was young."
"He turned out to be an educated youth in the 1960s, older than our parents." Meng Feng said with a lot of emotion: "After returning to the city, he started from scratch, started a business in the 1990s, married that girl, and has no children. After earning tens of millions of assets, he sold the company to a big company, brought his wife here, and opened a farmhouse.”
Liu Yan smiled softly: "It's a very interesting life, and there are not many people who can retreat bravely."
Meng Feng nodded and said: "I saw those love letters. He still misses the life of an educated youth when he went to the countryside. The girl is from the countryside and has always supported him in starting a business. I didn't expect that after opening the farm, the proprietress died within a few years. , he was left to take care of the place alone, and hired some people to take care of it, look ahead."
They stopped in front of two tombstones in the birch forest behind the cabin.
One tombstone is a white marble slab, smooth and uninscribed, and the other is engraved with "Tomb of my wife Rui Wanwan".
"It should be the virus brought by the people who came to seek refuge in the city." Meng Feng said: "This boss has also turned into a zombie. After Hu Jue solved him, he found this place while searching the vicinity. You see, he buried his wife , and left a tomb in preparation for him to be buried after his death."
Liu Yan said: "Where is the corpse?"
Meng Feng said: "A few days ago I asked them to move here and bury it."
Liu Yan nodded, and stood in front of the tombstone holding hands with Meng Feng for a while, then said: "Thank you for the farm you left behind, and I hope you will meet again in the sky."
"It's time to eat!" Deng Changhe shouted loudly, "Meng Feng! Liu Yan! It's New Year's dinner today! Hurry back!"
Meng Feng: "I carried you when I came here, but now you carry me."
He couldn't help saying that he leaned on Liu Yan, and Liu Yan took a step forward with difficulty, staggering forward with difficulty. Just like Cassia Ming was carrying a huge naughty leopard plush doll, and Meng Feng was dragging his feet back and forth on the snow, Liu Yan walked fifty meters with Meng Feng on his back, threw himself into the snow, and simply pretended to be dead. Moved.
December 31, 2012, New Year's Eve.
Meng Feng ordered forty bottles of rice wine to be opened, and two hundred people ate meat and made a noise in the hall, fighting wine with fists, and after the meal, they mixed together to play cards, smoke, and eat snacks for fun. Playing drums to pass flowers, telling jokes and singing.
Zhang Min was very popular, and when he drank, he was drunk by turns and lay down on the sofa.
"Dad..." Jue Ming said.
Meng Feng: "Honey! Your dad is down! He's about to vomit! You go play the radio! Come back later! Make him kneel on the washboard at night!"
The men carried Zhang Min aside noisily. At 11:40 in the evening, Hu Jue sang affectionately and beautifully in English, while Deng Changhe played the guitar in the middle, and Zhang Min was woken up by screams and applause.
"Brother Min, will you? Come one, one." The policeman Pian'er handed over the guitar.
Zhang Min's head buzzed, he took the guitar, played a song with a smile, and the girls below screamed and applauded frantically for another one.
"Wait a minute, let me see what I can play again." After Zhang Min's wine was over, he smiled handsomely, took the old guitar dug out from the pile of relics, and flipped through the sheet music left by the former owner. one page.
"The countdown is almost here." Zhang Min said, "There are still five minutes, let's stop playing."
"One more—" the crowd shouted.
"Where's Cassia?" Liu Yan turned to look for someone.
Meng Feng got a little drunk and said: "The countdown is almost here, you can go find Cassia."
"Ask Brother Wen to come down and do magic tricks!" Xie Fenghua knocked on the wine bottle and said with a smile, "Brother Wen can do magic tricks!"
Liu Yan turned and went upstairs, Wen Qiege closed the door on the second floor and came out, without locking the door, standing in the corridor, looking out the window at the sky full of snow.
Liu Yan said, "Have you eaten Lin Musen?"
These days, Lin Musen's condition has been deteriorating, and he only eats very little every day. Today is New Year's Eve, when they were having a carnival in the restaurant downstairs, Liu Yan told Wen Qiege to bring some food.
Wen Jige said, "He is dead."
Liu Yan sighed, and said: "He's dead... the affairs of his life will be settled, I wish him a peaceful death."
Wen Qiege said, "The pastor has prayed for him."
Liu Yan nodded, and said: "Count down now, you go down, Fenghua will let you do magic. At dawn, Meng Feng will bring someone to bury him."
Hearing and singing: "Okay, Liu Yan, I'll show you a magic trick."
Wen Qiege took out a coin, flicked it with his left hand, grabbed it with his right hand, spread out his palm, and there was a ball of snow inside.
Liu Yan laughed.
Wen Qie sang: "Liu Yan, Happy New Year." He straightened his collar and walked down the stairs.
Liu Yan stood outside that door, and finally did not push the door.
"Brother Sen, goodbye." Liu Yan said outside the door, then turned and walked to the third floor.
A gust of cold wind was blowing in the corridor on the third floor. Juming was wearing a cotton cap and thick gloves, his face was flushed, and he was wrapped in a thick overcoat. He was holding a radio and sat on the edge of the window. The antenna was stretched long, pointing to the darkness outside the window. Sky.
Xiaoxue fell softly, and Caesar turned the FM knob to the left and then to the right.
Liu Yan said: "You are really playing on the radio here."
Jue Ming said, "Huh? I don't drink. Did he throw up?"
Liu Yan said: "Go on, the countdown is on, 2013 is coming soon."
"Ten-nine-eight-seven-"
The countdown sound from downstairs came from far away, Liu Yan didn't leave, and simply stood behind Cassia Ming, quietly looking at the silent sky outside.
"Baby—" Zhang Min ran up from downstairs.
"Six-five-four-"
At that moment, the whole farm was brightly lit, all the lights were on, and there were three words written on the wooden sign hanging at the gate of the farm - "Yongwang Town".
The colorful lights wrapped around the wooden sign are on and off, and the colorful Christmas tree stands in the snow.
Meng Feng walked up the spiral staircase.
"three two-"
"one!"
"yeah!"
Cheers came from far away in the snow, and the next second, a steady and reliable male voice sounded.
"This is the China branch of the International Alliance of Rescue Organizations. Today is 00:00 on January 1, 2013. On behalf of the Chinese military, the government is here to call all survivors..."
Liu Yan: "..."
Cassia was puzzled and looked down at the radio in his hand.
"In the past five months, mankind has suffered the heaviest disaster in history, the broadcasting channel has been cut off, and all cities in the country have been caused by a virus..."
"Meng Feng!" Liu Yan grabbed Cassia Ming's hand and rushed down the stairs. Zhang Min who went upstairs immediately picked up Cassia Ming and rushed downstairs.
"Quiet! Quiet! Listen!" Meng Feng roared.
The two hundred people in the whole hall fell silent, they didn't even hear breathing, the only sound was the radio in Jue Ming's hand, Liu Yan trembled and turned the volume to the maximum.
"In the past five months, we have seen almost no hope. The infected have destroyed our homes. This is a devastating blow, but disasters can never destroy the tenacious will of human beings to survive."
"In the past five months, we have established the headquarters of the Pacific Rescue Base on the high seas. The Chinese government has established a rescue organization and joined the international coalition. The world is sending a large number of rescuers to various places. No matter how difficult your current experience is, please Don't give up hope of being alive..."
"Today is the first day of 2013. So far, the signal towers all over the country have been repaired at the cost of the military's life. They were turned off at 00:00 on January 1, 2013. The signal network was initially confirmed. , covering most of the country.
"If you hear this broadcast, please share with the living, avoid the tide of infected people going south, prepare life-support and cold-proof supplies, medicine, enter the northern provinces and cities, especially avoid the southeastern coastal provinces and the Central Plains, the rescue team Searching for survivors across provinces... ”
At that moment, everyone burst into tears, and it was indescribable to finally hear the first call from a human survivor after five months of isolation.
"Survivors who heard this broadcast please tell each other, move closer to your nearest broadcast signal tower, tie a white cloth on the broadcast signal tower to show that the surrounding area is safe, and tie a black cloth to show that there are still wandering infected people in the surrounding area , not entirely safe."
"Please mark the direction around the signal tower, leave after marking properly, and look for hidden spots within an area within 50 kilometers. When the rescue team arrives, they will search and rescue within 50 kilometers centered on the signal tower..."
"If you are safe now, please help all uninfected survivors as much as you can, encourage each other, and live strong. If you are using weapons against compatriots who are still alive, taking advantage of disasters to rob and kill, please take back With your hands, help all those in need. This is not the end, but a test for China, for mankind, and for the entire planet."
"Please don't give up hope, and at the same time bear in mind the morality and love we are born as human beings. The people of the whole country are united as one, unite and help each other. The place you stand is China. As long as you don't give up yourself, the country will never give up on you."
"Follow-up searches require your patience. Our principle and position is not to give up on everyone who survives. This message is sent every half an hour. Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year." Liu Yan whispered, "Uncle Meng."
—Volume 1·Blood Dusk·end—