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Chapter 1844: Entering the Tiger's Den? (I saved enough to buy Xiadie without spending any money)

For Duanmu Huai and others, this leisurely life is almost the same as daily life. But for other survivors, life is obviously not so good.

Just like these students who are running desperately on the street right now.

"Hurry, we have to get out of here!"

The leading teenager shouted desperately, and the others gritted their teeth and followed behind him, but their speed was not fast, especially with a little girl behind them, which slowed them down even more. Not far behind them, several zombies were rushing towards them at the same speed as those sold at half price in a supermarket, as if they were free goods given away by the supermarket - well, maybe in the eyes of the zombies, they were indeed like that.

"Hey!"

Just as a zombie was about to bite, a girl gritted her teeth, turned around, and poked the zombie with the long stick in her hand, knocking it away. Then she held the little girl's hand again and continued to run forward. The fat guy next to him was sweating profusely, almost rolling his eyes and looking like he was about to faint. According to his condition, if he was not eaten by the zombie, he would fall to the ground and faint while running.

But the screams of the zombies behind them were getting closer and closer, and everyone had no choice but to run instinctively.

"------!"

However, just as the group of survivors turned the corner, suddenly, they saw several red lights flash past their eyes, and the next moment the zombies' shouting stopped abruptly.

"Hey?"

Everyone turned around and found that the zombie that was chasing them just now had turned into a pile of charcoal emitting black smoke.

What happened?

Just when everyone was puzzled, a voice sounded from not far away.

"stop!"

Hearing this order, the survivors hurriedly stopped and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw several soldiers in military uniforms appearing from the balconies on both sides, lowering their guns and staring at these people vigilantly.

"The front is the headquarters of the Inquisition. No one is allowed to enter without permission! Who are you?"

What is the Tribunal?

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this strange name, but soon, one of the girls wearing glasses spoke.

"We are the survivors! You are the army, aren't you supposed to protect us?"

"Wait, Rei!"

The leading teenager hurriedly grabbed the girl with twin ponytails and signaled her not to talk too much, because the other party was holding a gun. They knew very well that there were many thugs in this doomsday world. They had encountered thugs with daggers before, and now the other party was holding a gun. If they had a conflict with them, it was not certain what would happen.

"You mean you want to seek the asylum of the Inquisition?"

Just then, another voice sounded beside them, scaring the students. They turned around and saw a short-haired woman wearing the same military uniform, holding a gun and walking out of the bushes next to them, staring at them.

"Is that right?"

"this……………"

Faced with the short-haired girl's question, the students were a little hesitant, but the other girl held the girl in her arms and looked at them with an uneasy expression.

"Alice has a high fever and she needs treatment!"

"I advise you to think it over before you speak."

However, the short-haired girl stared at them with a serious expression.

"If your companion only has some minor illnesses, there are medicines in the pharmacy next door. We didn't take all of them. You can go there to get some medicine."

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, the girl with glasses and twin pigtails suddenly became angry.

"This child is very ill. Can't you save her? Aren't you soldiers? Protecting civilians is your duty!"

"Aha……………"

Hearing the question from the girl with twin ponytails, the short-haired girl sighed helplessly. The leading boy also stepped forward and bowed his head to her.

"Please, this child is really sick, we need doctors and medicine... and we have no food..."

"That was not what I meant."

The short-haired girl stared at the boy.

"Then I must explain to you in advance that if you choose to accept the protection of the Inquisition, you must obey the command of the Inquisition. Also, if you go in, you will never be able to leave again. Do you understand what I mean?"

"this……………"

After hearing the short-haired girl's serious warning, the students hesitated. Although they didn't know what the power called the Tribunal was, they were obviously warning them. This made the inexperienced students hesitate. It was obvious that the power called the Tribunal was very difficult to deal with, so they stepped back and discussed in a low voice.

"What should we do now? Should we follow her instructions and go find medicine for little Alice first..."

"But in Alice's case, medicine alone may not be enough."

Another woman in a white coat who looked like a doctor shook her head.

"She needs an injection of antibiotics, and I don't think a regular pharmacy would have the equipment to do that."

"Then let's go to the hospital..."

"Can you guarantee that there are no zombies in the hospital?"

"Now what?"

"Why don't we just go to this organization called the Inquisition and take a look?"

The fat guy who was running out of breath and looked like he was almost dying also put forward his own suggestions.

"I see that these soldiers are well-trained and very professional. At least they are definitely not thugs. You can see that when they hold the guns, their fingers are on the outside of the trigger, and the muzzles are facing the ground. It's just that I have never seen this type of gun before..."

“Military nerds are disgusting.”

Hearing this, the twintails rolled their eyes.

"But didn't that woman say that once we enter the courtroom, we'll never be able to get out? Is that really a good idea?"

"Or maybe we can leave little Alice to them?"

As soon as the leading young man said this, everyone fell into a subtle silence. From a certain perspective, this seemed to be the best solution, and they felt that these people would not do anything to a little girl.

But… that was in normal times, and now, the world has collapsed, and all laws and rules have been shattered. Who knows if they will save a little girl like this? Or will they think she is a nuisance and abandon her to die somewhere? Not to mention that they may think the child is infected…

"No matter what, we can't just watch this child die in vain."

Finally, a black-haired girl made the decision, and when the others heard the decision of this heroic black-haired girl, they did not object, but nodded with determination. After all, they were still young people and could not bear to watch an innocent life end in their hands.

They walked up to the short-haired girl again and nodded at her.

"We have made our decision. Please save this child."

"Well, since you have decided, I won't say anything more."

The short-haired girl shrugged and turned away.

"follow me."

After saying that, she walked to the other side of the street.

The group followed the short-haired woman and walked into a nearby hotel with trepidation. However, they soon discovered that the situation here was not what they imagined. Pushing the door open and walking into the hotel lobby, the survivors could see several soldiers in military uniforms drinking tea and chatting at the table, looking very comfortable. Not far away, there were several young children running and jumping around, and next to the children were two girls of about the same age who were taking care of them.

The entire inn looked so lively, peaceful and soothing that for a moment the survivors felt as if it was just another day, as if after passing through this door, they had returned to that peaceful and lively time, rather than the current world ruled by death, chaos and terror.

"Hey, Mikazuki."

The group walked into the hall and soon saw a man sitting behind the counter who waved at her and then looked at the boys and girls.

"What's going on with them? The Inquisitor hasn't come back yet."

"They are survivors who were chased outside the defense line by zombies. One of them is seriously ill, so they hope we can help treat him."

"So you brought them in?"

Hearing the short-haired girl's answer, the middle-aged man was also shocked and looked at her in surprise, while the short-haired girl snorted.

"Why? I didn't hide anything. I told them that if they joined the Inquisition, they would never be able to leave. Then they discussed it for a long time and finally decided to join."

"Uh...you didn't tell them about the situation in the Inquisition?"

"I told you, you told me that too at that time, do you believe it?"

"a ha ha ha………"

Facing the short-haired girl's retort, the man grinned and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Forget it. Anyway, the child is very ill. Who is there, Miss Lorena or Miss Medea?"

"Ms. Lorena is taking Class 3 out for training. Miss Medea is in her room."

"Team 3 was taken out for training by Miss Lorena? That's really unlucky for them."

"That's right...I'll inform Miss Medea, you guys go over there."

"Ok."

The short-haired woman nodded, then gestured to the survivors.

"follow me."

"…………………"

With the seriously ill girl, the group walked into the hotel. They looked around in confusion. To be honest, after hearing the short-haired girl's warning, they thought the Tribunal was some terrifying organization. But at least now, this group seems to be very normal. At least the atmosphere here is quite gentle, and there is nothing particularly strange...

No, there are still some.

When the group turned the corner of the corridor, they saw a strange thing placed in the center of the lounge. It was a skull and a war hammer, something that looked like a statue. There were candles lit next to it, and the entire lounge was decorated like a church.

Even the short-haired girl turned around when she passed by, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and bowed to the strange thing.

"…………………"

Everyone looked at each other, feeling somewhat uneasy.

After passing through the lounge, the group came to a guest room on the first floor. The short-haired girl went forward and knocked on the door, and then a soft voice was heard.

"Please come in."

"Sorry to disturb you."

As she spoke, the short-haired girl opened the door and led everyone in.

What surprised the survivors was that they imagined this place should be a place like a medical room, but it seemed to be just an ordinary ward, and sitting on the chair was a foreign girl with lavender hair who looked younger than them. She was staring at the survivors curiously, and then asked.

"Who's sick?"

"It's this child."

At this time, the survivor who was dressed as a doctor came over with the little girl.

"She is not infected, she just caught a cold. Plus, we were running for our lives and didn't get enough rest. She currently has a high fever and is suffering from dehydration..."

Listening to the other party's words, the girl named Medea just nodded.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Looking at the little girl in front of her, Medea smiled, stretched out a hand and placed it on the girl's head. Then, a scene that the survivors could not have imagined happened.

A white light emerged from Medea's palm and then enveloped the girl. After a moment, Medea withdrew her hand.

"The child's illness has been cured. Take her to eat something and then have a good rest."

“…………………………???”

Hearing what Medea said, everyone looked at her, then at the girl. The little girl who had a red face and was unconscious just now seemed to be completely fine at this moment.

What on earth was going on? What on earth had they just seen?