Many children, many blessings: Helping classmates' mothers survive the apocalypse

"Only I know the password. With the internet and power outage, no one can open that level 3 titanium alloy door."

"Let me in. You can have the password; all I want is a safe shelter and basic survival supplies. It's an equal exchange."

After Shen Man finished speaking, she stood up straight.

She was confident that this bargaining chip was substantial enough.

In the apocalypse, no one can resist the temptation of a strategic-level supply depot.

inside the house.

Bai Bing and Su Qing exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

A condition that allows ten people to consume supplies for decades is absolutely irresistible.

Bai Bing even subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to remind Lin Feng to agree.

Lin Feng smiled.

He turned around, picked up the warm water on the table, took a sip, and pressed the intercom button again.

"Attorney Shen, your occupational habits are too strong."

Shen Man, standing outside the door, frowned, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"You think this is a negotiating table?"

Lin Feng's voice came through the loudspeaker, carrying undisguised mockery and domineering tone.

"What level three titanium alloy door? What backup supply depot? To me, they're worthless."

"Can't open it because of internet or power outage? I can smash it open with a single hammer blow. In the apocalypse, brute force is the only way out. What you think are sophisticated passwords are a joke in the face of absolute power."

Shen Man's pupils contracted sharply.

She was used to measuring the value of everything by resources and intelligence, but forgot that the world today no longer values ​​laws and rules.

"Your so-called logic of equivalent exchange doesn't work here."

Lin Feng stared at the cold and beautiful woman on the screen, speaking slowly and deliberately, each word piercing to the heart.

"On my turf, my rules are the only rules. The chips you have won't buy you a ticket to get in. If you want to come in, you'll have to offer something else."

Shen Man's fingers gripped the axe handle tightly, her knuckles turning deathly white.

This high-profile, top-tier lawyer experienced for the first time the humiliation of being utterly crushed and humiliated.

She tried to suppress the panic in her heart and reorganize her thoughts.

"Lin Feng, don't act rashly. Besides the password, I also have connections in Linhai City's upper echelons and intelligence on the shelter. I can provide..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"boom--!"

The fire escape door at the end of the corridor made a deafening bang.

The heavy fireproof iron door was dented and deformed by a terrifying force.

The rusty hinges made a chilling cracking sound, and then the entire door frame, along with the wall plaster, collapsed with a deafening roar.

Stone fragments flew everywhere, and dust billowed up.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a colossal creature, far exceeding the size of an ordinary zombie, squeezed into the corridor.

It is nearly two meters tall, and its muscles have a sickly bluish-black bulge.

Her original clothes had long since been stretched to bursting, leaving only a few tattered pieces hanging around her waist.

His thick arms hung down at his sides, and his fingernails were ten centimeters long, like sharp steel knives.

Giant Strength Infected Person.

It twisted its thick neck, making a cracking sound as its bones rubbed together.

His scarlet eyes pierced through the dimness of the corridor and instantly locked onto Shen Man, who was standing in front of the security door.

A muffled roar rolled from his throat, and a foul stench swept through the entire corridor.

Shen Man stood frozen in place, her blood completely freezing at that moment.

The infected with the giant force took the first step.

The fluorescent light tubes in the corridor were shattered by the shock.

Glass shards clattered and shattered on the floor, plunging the corridor into a dim, yellowish light.

Only the warm light filtering through the crack in the door and the faint flickering of the motion sensor light remained.

It outlines the silhouette of that massive, dark blue-green body.

Shen Man's pupils contracted sharply.

She was an extremely rational woman. Even after being trapped in an office building for three days, she could calmly calculate food rations and plan her escape route.

In her twelve years as a lawyer, she has met murderers, fugitives, and even personally reviewed crime scene photos of dismemberment cases without ever flinching.

But the thing in front of me is not a person.

It is a monster that completely defies the laws of biology.

With each step taken by the super-strong infected, the soles of their feet stomped on the floor tiles, producing a dull "thud."

The tiles on the corridor walls were shaken and crumbled, scattering powder everywhere.

Shen Man gripped the fire axe tightly, took two steps back, and assumed a defensive stance.

Her professional instincts allowed her to quickly assess the situation:

The corridor is less than two meters wide, with a steel security door behind us, and no way to retreat to the left or right.

The only option is to confront it head-on.

"Get out of here!"

She let out a sharp shout, swung her axe with both hands, and chopped at the huge claw that was grabbing at her first.

"clang!"

Shen Man's arms went numb from the shock, and the web between her thumb and forefinger split open instantly.

It couldn't be cut.

That layer of abnormally bulging muscle tissue was just too hard.

The sharp axe blade struck the zombie's morbidly bulging right arm muscles.

It only managed to cut in less than a centimeter before getting stuck.

The Mighty Infected looked down at the fire axe embedded in his right arm and let out a low growl that sounded like a sneer.

Then it swung its left arm and slapped it across the face.

"Bang!"

That force was simply beyond human capability to resist.

Shen Man and her axe were sent flying by the blow, crashing heavily into the security door behind her before falling to the ground.

My internal organs felt as if they had shifted, and a strong, sweet, and fishy taste rose in my throat.

Her sophisticated business suit was completely ruined.

The black stockings on her legs were chafed in several places by the rough floor tiles, leaving large bloodstains.

A high heel flew several meters away.

The monster pulled the axe from its arm, tossed it aside, and approached again.

"Raymond Lam! Open the door!"

Shen Man used her last bit of strength to pound on the door, disregarding her image, her voice trembling for the first time.

Inside the door.

Lin Feng stood in front of the monitor screen, holding a glass of warm water, and slowly took a sip.

On the screen, the usually aloof and high-achieving top lawyer was now slumped on the ground in a sorry state, like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Attorney Shen, is this the same plea you made to the judge in court?"

The sound coming from the speaker was completely flat, even carrying a hint of mockery.

"Save me... I'll give you anything you want! The code to the supply depot, information on the shelter in Linhai City, my connections..."

Shen Man incoherently threw out all her chips.

"I told you, those things are worthless."

Lin Feng interrupted her, his tone cold.

"My rule is that anyone who enters has their life at my disposal."

"There is no trade, no equality, only absolute submission."

"I'll open the door if you agree."

On the other side, the powerful infected gave Shen Man no time to catch her breath.

It approached with heavy steps.

Its ten-centimeter-long fingernails gleamed coldly in the dim light, and foul-smelling saliva dripped down its bluish-black chin.

It landed in the silent corridor, making a soft yet jarring "tick-tock" sound, much like the pendulum of a death countdown clock.