Chapter 0266 – Kill (2 / 2)

Xiao Jiu silently spat out a trace of fox fire, instantly burning the bodies of the 6 people into ashes.

Let you dare to bully the master’s dowager.

Listening to the grunts not far away, Wan Qian Zhi coldly lowered his face.

His eyes were ghostly cold. Holding the gentleman’s sword in his hand, he slowly walked towards the place where the sound came from.

So just go to hell.

His hand rose and fell with his sword, showing no mercy and using no spiritual energy.

All the way through, blood spilled wherever they went.

Xiao Jiu cooperated with Wan Qi Zhi in releasing the fox fire, burning all the corpses into ashes.

And yet, the whole base gradually quieted down.

Foxfire will dispel the surrounding fog.

Those at home who had not yet been infected saw the bloody scene outside through the window.

The curtains have been drawn.

There is a man who is mercilessly reaping, downstairs, the life of the obscene, the mischief-maker.

This has also invariably deterred some people.

Infected people who are brought home by their families are also knocked out by their families without making a sound.

It had been a long, horrible night.

The fog was so thick that no one knew if it was light or not.

The entire ground of the base was almost dyed red with blood all over again.

Only when the people infected by the mist had been dealt with did he turn and head for Public House 8.

Leaving behind him a ground full of blood that stretched into the thick fog.

……

Back to Public House No. 8.

Looking at the cold and quiet home, Wan Qi Zhi’s mood was very low.

It’s really hard to wait.

Last time he didn’t return for a long time, was his kissing girlfriend in the same mood.

Wanted to shut down and worried that he wouldn’t be able to meet his family’s outgoing kissing girlfriend in the first place.

Solely, he set up a simple soundproofing array in his home to isolate himself from all the noises of the outside world.

Seriously studying up on refining.

His girlfriend was good at alchemy and array formation, so he would make no one surpass him in the artifact refining path.

……

The fog lasted for almost another month long after the full closure of Public House 8.

The fog seemed endless and could never be dispersed.

The survivors desperately make it through day after day, watching those around them go insane and die one by one.

Or starve to death or continue to suffer.

It was as if everything on the base had come to a standstill.

Only patrols with gas masks come out periodically to dispose of bodies.

Over time, the body rots and stinks in the heat.

Cart by cart, they were gathered together and cremated by fire aliens.

“When will this day ever end? How can we live on like this?”

“You don’t see the administrators out at this hour?”

Sun Nian kicked up “Work hard, the end of the world, which days do not die? After work, we still have supplies to collect, which is much better than other people.

If you don’t want to do it, get out, there are too many people trying to replace you. Want the administrators to come out and listen to your bullshit and kick you off the base?”

“Don’t, don’t, Sun, I’ll do my job properly.”

Sun Nian sighed, the corpses disposed of every day for the past month could be piled up into a mountain.

At a preliminary count, more than half the people have died.

This is still the result of the base having distributed supplies for free twice.

Otherwise, I’m afraid the group will really die.

Back then, during the epidemic, the State was the first to take quarantine measures, distribute masks, give away supplies and administer vaccines.

This time …… universal helplessness.