Chapter 184 The Doomsday Hero 22
Chao Sui walked along the empty aisle between the two rows of containers, from the beginning to the end, sweating a lot. He felt that he was in good condition today, and the fever might be receding.

This warehouse is really big.Zhao Sui thought, such a place can not only shelter from wind and rain, but also accommodate a lot of people... I don’t know how many survivors there are in this city. it is good?

Today's lifeless city really made him uncomfortable.He still likes crowded places, the peaceful world in the past.

It has to be said that the just-turned-year-old still has the unique innocence of a teenager, and his status as an orphan has not turned him into a mercenary villain. A child who grew up with the support of others has a deep heart. Heroic feelings are sincere love for everything in this world.

On the other hand, the human group will also give him a different sense of security, which the devil cannot give him.

As his consciousness became clearer, Chao Sui felt that his fever had really subsided.

He stopped, lowered his head, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. Fortunately, it was still charged. He searched for a signal, and found that the mobile phone, which had been without signal recently, was able to connect to websites and forums today.

As usual, Chao Sui sent the official a distress message, marking the detailed coordinates and the current situation of the city, and then clicked on the city's forum.

Most of the forums in this city are posts asking for help, and posts that began to yell and curse the world in order to vent their despair and helplessness.

[I'm at 2, Building 118, Qinghai Garden Community, who can come and save me?I beg you, I have no food in my house]

[Why didn't the authorities come to rescue us?Damn it, the taxes paid by us taxpayers are usually paid to ***]

[Other cities have heroes, why don't our cities have them?We deserve to be abandoned...]

[I'm bored, destroy it! 】

【…】

There are countless posts of all kinds, and countless people are venting their dissatisfaction.

However, Chaosui found that most of the posts were from the previous two days, and there were very few posts of the latest date. It may be that people's mobile phones have run out of battery, or they may not be able to withstand the recent cold wave, and people died in their sleep.

He refreshed for a while.

A recent post pops up on the phone screen.

[I have supplies here. 】

I am afraid that others will miss this post, so the author deliberately marked the most attractive words as the first sentence.

Next, it is to ask for help.

[Coordinates: The warehouse outside the Beihai campus, our family of three encountered a large group of zombies... The warehouse is about to fall.We hid our daughter in a solid wood wine barrel, hoping that someone will come to rescue our daughter, the supplies are our reward! ! 】

Chao Sui read this post very quickly, and then took a deep breath. Isn't the warehouse in Beihai Campus the place where he is?
At the same moment, the sound of "Boom, Boom, Boom" really came from not far from the warehouse, from vague to clear.

Chao Sui raised his head and hurriedly called out, "Nemesis!"

There was no response from the empty warehouse, only the weird "dong dong" sound and very weak crying remained.

No one called for help, as if they had completely given up calling for help, and could only vent their panic by crying.

Only then did Chao Sui realize that it was no wonder the warehouse was so clean, there were survivors here.

(End of this chapter)

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