The End of the World: I am a rent collector in a shelter

Chapter 141: Pride is the Original Sin

Guo Dacheng turned around and glanced at Lin Changhe who was sitting on the chair, his meaningful eyes falling on Lin Changhe's injured hands.

Although no words were spoken, the sarcasm was full.

Lin Changhe felt a lump in his throat and said, "Fuck!"

Guo Dacheng snorted and laughed, then turned to look at the iron cage.

Guo Dacheng found that Ji Wanwan was the only one left in the cage, and his pupils trembled: "Where is Xu Siming?"

The ice crystals gradually dissipated, and Lin Changhe discovered that only Ji Wanwan was left in the cage.

He stood up from his chair and muttered in disbelief: "Disappeared out of thin air?"

So I didn't lie to him, Ji Wanwan and Xu Siming really disappeared out of thin air last night.

He always thought that he forgot to close the door when he came in, allowing the two of them to sneak away through the door. It turned out that he was wrong.

Guo Dacheng's expression also became serious, and he began to rethink Lin Changhe's words.

After a brief silence, he glanced at Lin Changhe and said, "I'll go report to the director. You stay here and guard her. Don't touch her until I come back!"

As a deputy, although Lin Changhe was very unhappy with the tone of command, he still snorted in response.

Considering that it would take time for Lin Changhe's wounds to recover, Guo Dacheng left two people for him.

As soon as Guo Dacheng left, Lin Changhe became arrogant again.

He sat up straight and squinted at Ji Wanwan in the cage.

Guo Dacheng only said that you can't touch her, but he didn't say that you can't mock her. He is very angry now, so he took Ji Wanwan to vent his anger.

Thinking of this, Lin Changhe stood up, walked forward and kicked the cage: "Hey, where's your boyfriend? Did he run away without you?"

Ji Wanwan looked at Lin Changhe with a look of disgust on her face: "What the hell does it have to do with you?"

Lin Changhe: "..."

It was obvious that the other person was the one locked in the cage, but this look made Lin Changhe inexplicably feel that he had lost in momentum.

He was very unconvinced and wanted to beat someone up, but his hand was injured and Guo Dacheng didn't let him do that. This made Lin Changhe very aggrieved, and he was so angry that he turned around twice in the same place but couldn't find a way to vent. Finally, he got so angry that he ran out of the room screaming.

He was so angry, so angry. He had never been so angry since the end of the world!
In the room, the two younger brothers who were left behind looked at each other.

Follow? No?

Don't follow them. After all, they are half-infected, very powerful, so we probably don't need them.

……

When Guo Dacheng came back, the director also came with him.

The director still looked calm and gentle, which was out of place in this corpse-refining field filled with blood and roaring.

The wheelchair stopped three steps in front of the cage, and the director spoke softly as if chatting: "Miss Ji, is Brother Xu's ability to teleport freely also a supernatural power?"

Ji Wanwan hung her head, looking unmoved: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything."

The director sighed helplessly: "It's very difficult for me to deal with you like this."

Ji Wanwan snorted and laughed: "If it's difficult, don't do it."

A flash of gloom passed through the director's eyes, and he smiled gently and persuadingly: "Miss Ji, Brother Xu has left you and ran away, and you are still loyal to keep his secret?"

Ji Wanwan was silent for a moment, then murmured stubbornly: "It's none of your business..."

The director shook his head with regret: "It doesn't matter, the Lord will forgive your sins, Dacheng..." After he finished speaking, Guo Dacheng stepped forward respectfully, lowered his head and waited for orders.

The director's eyes fell on the ice box on the small table. Guo Dacheng understood and nodded immediately, then walked forward and took out a syringe from the ice box.

Ji Wanwan's pupils shrank and she stepped back in fear: "What do you want to do?"

The director smiled faintly: "People who carry sins must bear the punishment bestowed by the Lord in order to receive the Lord's forgiveness and thus obtain salvation."

Ji Wanwan gritted her teeth and questioned: "Why do you think I am a sinner, and why do you punish me on behalf of the Lord?!"

The director clasped his hands together with great piety: "Because I am the most loyal believer of the Lord and a messenger walking on earth for Him."

Ji Wanwan thought it was ridiculous: "You mean you are the Lord?"

The director smiled noncommittally, neither admitting nor refuting.

Ji Wanwan knew that she had guessed right.

She raised her middle finger to the director and laughed sarcastically: "I was right? Hahaha, you don't even dare to admit it. Are you afraid that the real Lord will be angry if he finds out? You really are a hypocritical hypocrite!"

The director's face darkened completely: "Miss Ji, you talk too much."

Ji Wanwan laughed even more happily: "You're already defeated? You're really a novice and you love to play. Director, you're not good enough."

No man can tolerate the words "You can't do it".

The director's usually gentle face showed a crack: "Dacheng!"

Guo Dacheng raised his eyebrows, opened the door of the iron cage, reached out to grab Ji Wanwan's arm, and stabbed the syringe into her flesh quickly and fiercely: "Little girl, you asked for this, enjoy the taste of mutation."

As the injection progressed, Ji Wanwan screamed, fell to her knees powerlessly, curled up her body in pain, and wailed.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in the director's eyes: "The sinners will be punished by the Lord. This is what they deserve. Dacheng, I'm tired..."

Guo Dacheng threw away the syringe in his hand, turned around and left the cage, pushing the director out of the room.

When Guo Dacheng turned around, Ji Wanwan quietly stretched out a white and tender hand and gently tapped the syringe on the ground. In an instant, the syringe disappeared.

Walking in the corridor, the director glanced at the zombie pit and said, "Keep an eye on Ji Wanwan. If she can't make it, feed her to the zombies. If she can make it, give her another dose of medicine."

Guo Dacheng looked puzzled.

So far, no one can withstand the second dose of medicine. The director wants Ji Wanwan to die.

But if you want her to die, why go through all the trouble of testing the drug?
Probably able to guess that Guo Dacheng would be confused, the director continued: "I think Ji Wanwan is not as impulsive and brainless as she appears. On the surface, it seems that she is dependent on Xu Siming, but in fact, it is Xu Siming who has been listening to her opinions."

Guo Dacheng tried to raise his own question: "Could it be that Xu Siming has deep feelings for Ji Wanwan?"

The director laughed disdainfully: "Dacheng, put yourself in her shoes. If you were a high-level awakened person, and the woman you loved was an ordinary person, would you obey her arrangements in everything?"

Guo Dacheng felt a lump in his throat.

Yes, I guess few men would obey the arrangements of an ordinary person at this time, even if that person is the woman they love deeply.

Because arrogance is the original sin.

He looked at the director with more respect: "I understand."

……

inside the room.

Ji Wanwan was curled up on the ground pretending to be dead...