All the way south

A day later.

This base, which has been in existence for most of the past six months, has been wiped out.

On the floor, not even a few scraps of food were left.

Many survivors, far from hiding food, eat it the first moment they get it.

You eat until you can't eat anymore, and you stuff yourself.

One or two people, they choked to death.

Most people do not dare to hide food, because hiding, sooner or later will be found, only eat into the stomach, is their own.

In the process of fighting for food, the big fish eat the small fish, and the small fish eat the shrimp.

There were also some children, but children often do not survive, and in the end, most of the displaced people are adults.

Zhou Wulu, one after another found six people who had joined the base before.

Now, there are 12 of us except the second and fourth. With Zhou Wulu on their side, there are 15 of them.

They didn't leave the group.

Because, Zhou Wulu wants revenge, among these thousands of people, there is hidden the man who killed the sixth son.

After burying the sixth and third sons, Zhou Wulu gathered the rest of them.

"We have no food now and it is difficult to get food. We've searched the perimeter. There's almost no new food. That is to say, if we do not go to find food, we will starve." Mr. Zhou said.

"Monitor, what do you say?" "Said the second.

"Monitor, we still listen to you." The fourth said.

"Brother Zhou, what are you talking about? We still believe you. Even if the mother and daughter were not fed, other survivors would have found them. You don't have to take the responsibility on yourself."

"Yes, Brother Zhou, we believe you!"

Zhou Wulu's eyes were hot and he almost fell. But, in the end, there were no tears.

His eyes burst with hatred and he said with ferocity, "Since they rob us, we will join them." We follow this crowd, they don't have heads anyway, and together we can rob them."

"I must find the people who killed Little Four, I want revenge, I will follow them and kill them again and again." There was hate in Zhou Wulu's eyes.

Several people who joined the base next to them also had hatred in their eyes, this raid, so that they also had some family members, relatives and friends lost among them, there were too many people, they did not know in the end who moved the hand, perhaps, all moved the hand.

The law does not blame the masses. Is a choice.

But.

That's fine. Kill the crowd!

That's also an option.

Follow them, join them, kill them.

Kill slowly!

No one objected.

No one thinks this is a bad thing.

No one thinks it's immoral.

Morality, in these last days, will only make a man die faster.

Morality, can affect a person, perhaps also can affect a group of people.

But not a bunch of starving people.

Because the desire to live is human nature.

Most people can't escape their nature.

In other words, a hungry man, having morality, is a very luxury thing.

After they had agreed, they began to search for the nearly 2,000 people who still had food.

Among the nearly 2,000 displaced people, there was chaos and no rules.

No one trusts anyone.

These were not the ancient victims, who were mostly sharecroppers. Either people who had no farmland at home, or landowners who had been shot down by farmers, but they were relatively small.

Most of these refugees have received nine years of compulsory education, and many have received university education, so they have opened their minds to the people.

They have their own ideas, they don't trust anyone easily, plus the end-time context.

They believe in one thing, food.

Running where there is food is the only thing that drives them to move.

In this atmosphere, humanity is reduced to a minimum.

Every now and then, among these homeless people, a cookie plays out.

Poof!

The man turned his back to the woman and saw a stab through his abdomen.

Seems to want to struggle, but is stabbed twice by the woman, very fast.

The whole process, the woman has no expression, numbness, stiffness.

He took the half packet of cookies out of the man's pocket, shook the pocket, and licked the crumbs.

The woman wiped the dagger in her hand on the man's pants, thought about it, and took off the man's coat.

A woman is a first-time killer. She's killed zombies before, not anyone.

But she did it very cleanly, without trembling or fear.

Calmly, as if he'd killed a million times before.

Since the parents died, the husband protected her and the son died.

His son was bitten to death by a zombie.

She has no purpose in life.

However, people, the heart of the living obsession, let her feel not to die easily.

So in all kinds of complicated circumstances, still survived.

After the drought, she has traded her body for food, sometimes with success and sometimes without.

The white hookers, she tried to kill them more than once!

In the back of her mind, she planned it a million times.

What knife to use, when to kill, from what Angle, and how will you feel when you kill

She had played it in her head a million times.

She even fantasized about whether she would be nervous or trembling after killing someone.

Will you be afraid.

She also fantasized that after killing someone, her heart would be calm, her hands would not tremble, and even her lips would be able to smile.

Until, this time for real.

Like, killing a man, no big deal.

Because of killing a man, the reason for trembling is fear, fear of punishment.

From the external punishment of others, and the inner moral condemnation, but also worried that somehow, the ghost of the killed person will find himself.

But if she's not afraid to die. There is no morality, there is no ghost - even if there is a ghost, then wait until you die, then kill the ghost!

Well, what is there to be afraid of?

Scenes similar to this woman, there are many more, but not just because of the sex. Or it could be something else.

Father and son kill each other. Brother against brother. Sisters kill each other.

Both of them.

Rites are broken and joy is broken. Moral decay is complete.

A man without morality can live, but he does not live like a man.

A moral man cannot live, but dies like a man.

The more you go, the more immoral you get.

In this world of the last days, it is full of murderousness, full of anger.

Full of malice.

Zhou Wulu and others followed the large troops, all the way south.

On several nights they also robbed several smaller groups, killed them, and then robbed them of the very deep food they had hidden.

Grab the food, then kill them. Zhou Wulu and others have no guilt after killing.

Because, this is their counterattack, sometimes there will be inner torture, into the confusion.

However, they are good at convincing themselves not to feel guilty.

To live is not shabby.

The bottom line of humanity, all the way down.

They, all the way south.