There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

"Although the base has begun to evolve into a warlord, nothing major will happen if we hold on for two months."

After arriving at the base, Kitahara Kong made a detailed observation. Although the military base was a mixed bag, at least no infected person was found. In other words, they should be able to resist a large-scale zombie tide. In addition, various heavy weapons were mounted on the temporary walls. Even if a tank attacked, it should be able to kill it. So apart from its own kind, it was an absolute safe fortress for the time being.

"I just said it casually, please don't take it seriously."

Seeing Kitahara Sora's serious answer, Yukino didn't want to continue to make trouble. She loosened her right hand and wrapped it around his neck again, shook her head and said, "The legs don't really matter. Just like Kitahara-san said, as long as you don't die of brain death after completing the trial, you can fully recover your body. I believe you. Even if your speculation is inaccurate, I don't care about the legs."

"Then the purpose remains the same. At least there, as long as you work, you don't have to worry about food. The most important thing is that they will distribute resources according to your contribution. Yukino, you haven't taken a bath for a long time."

Hearing this, Yukino's cheeks felt slightly hot. Even the cold wind couldn't stop her face from turning red. She was very clean. Although she wouldn't go so far as to take two baths a day, isn't it basic common sense for a girl to be clean?

To be honest, I haven't had a proper shower in almost a month since I came here. Even during the days when the hotel was out of power, Yukino, who has a slight obsession with mysophobia, gritted her teeth and endured the freezing temperature, wetting a disposable towel and wiping her body carefully. It's not that she was afraid to take a cold shower, but out of practical considerations, if she caught a cold it would be fatal.

But since she left the hotel to look for Bill, she didn't even have the conditions to wipe her body. It was impossible for her to use the snow to clean herself. Moreover, after being buried underground for so many days, she only cleaned her face and found a clean set of women's clothes in the residential building.

But as a man, is it really okay for you to say it out loud when you know the reason? Yukino gritted her teeth. This guy is really good at making others angry. She wanted to pinch him harder, but after thinking about it, she gave up. She just glared at him and said, "Then I really want to thank Kitahara-san for not disliking me?"

But when Kitahara Sora heard the reply, he was stunned. Wasn't she seriously discussing the facts with you? Why did the second lady sound weird again after being normal for a few seconds? Why did she suddenly sound like a great Onmyoji?

Although he didn't know where he stepped on the landmine, Beiyuan Kong pondered for a few seconds and continued: "This is just the basic living conditions, and we almost don't need to collect food after arriving there. You also know that we don't have much food."

"Didn't Kitahara say that we need to distribute materials according to the proportion of labor?"

"The simple task is to cut down trees. You know, for us, this world may be a world of trial created by the 'Lord God' for us, but for the 'indigenous people' of this world, it is the end of the world due to unscientific climate. Scientists all over the world cannot explain why such unscientific viruses in movies exist in reality, nor can they explain the unscientific climate of global snowfall. So they don't know when 'winter' will end, and can only return to primitive times and start cutting down forests."

"Although this is the simplest mission and there will be soldiers protecting us, it is also the mission that gives us the least material rewards. There are also missions that require us to search for supplies. For this kind of mission, they will reallocate weapons to us and the rewards we get will be very generous."

Kitahara Sora continued to explain: "So I think it might be much better for us to adapt to life at the base than to wander around."

Yukino quietly pondered over Kitahara Sora's words, maybe this was not "comfortable", so he made this decision. The zombie tide when we just arrived at the hotel should be a warning from the "Lord God" to us, maybe telling us that choosing comfort is not the result He wants, otherwise the zombie tide would not have ended in just 30 minutes. To be honest, if the situation at that time required killing all the zombies, it would not have been possible even if all the ammunition sent by the system was used up.

But it's different at the base, because you have to go on missions every day, face threats every day, and hand in the supplies you get every day before they are distributed. It's not like Ye Shan planned to find enough supplies for a few days or even more than ten days at a time, and then explore when needed, so staying at the base should not trigger the punishment mechanism.

Perhaps this is the original intention of the 'Lord God', but everyone was misled at the beginning.

After a brief analysis, Yukino figured it out. She paused as if she suddenly thought of something, opened her mouth, and seemed a little embarrassed. After a while, she murmured, "Then there should be... chicken soup in the base?"

"what?"

Kitahara Sora felt as if he had heard wrongly. He turned his head and squinted at Yukino's embarrassed face and asked, "What is it?"

"It's just...it's just..." Yukino raised her head and her tone returned to her usual coldness: "Nothing, just something unimportant."

Kitahara Sora suddenly stopped and tried to organize his words. After thinking for a long time, he decided to express himself more tactfully, so he said, "Yukino-san, don't push your luck." He paused and continued, "--Well, I'll try to find you a bucket of chicken-flavored cup noodles."

Xueno closed her eyes resigned to her fate and sighed in her heart. This was completely different from the one in her hallucination. This was the real Kitahara classmate, foul-mouthed, dark-hearted, annoying, and he spoke without thinking about other people's emotions. Would he show a warm smile to others? He only made people feel sick to their stomachs. That was him.

Suddenly I don’t want to drink chicken soup anymore. I feel like it’s poisoned.

So the two of them fell into a long silence again. Perhaps this feeling was good. At least Yukino didn't want to talk about anything else. At least his back was much warmer than his mouth. This warm feeling made people drowsy. The slight bumps were like a gentle cradle for a baby. It seemed that no one had ever carried him on his back since he could remember.

My elder sister carried me on her back, but that was when we were playing. My nanny carried me on her back, but that was when I was tired and she carried me to the bedroom to rest. My father never seemed to hold me in his arms, as I remembered that he was always busy. Did my mother hold me in her arms? Maybe she did when I was a baby, but I have no memory of that time.

Is this the first time someone has carried me on his back? This feeling is so strange, yet so reassuring.

She fell asleep.

……

Feeling a gentle rocking, Yukino opened her eyes sleepily, and Kitahara Sora's handsome and indifferent face came into view. She was placed on a soft bed and covered with a thick quilt. The sky gradually darkened, and they had arrived at the village where they had decided to stay overnight.

There aren't many zombies in this village, as Kitahara Sora had observed when he returned to rescue Yukino, and this was also the room where he stayed for a night.

"How long have I slept?"

Yukino covered her slightly red and hot face with the quilt, leaving only a pair of bright black eyes exposed. She was still not used to being seen sleeping. When she grew up, even her sister had ruthlessly refused her such a thing. Although this was a special situation and they had been traveling together for several days, she would still subconsciously do this meaningless action.

"Two hours have passed." Kitahara Sora continued, "I stayed in this house for one night. There is a big pot and a bathtub here. I cleaned the pot and the bathtub while you were asleep. The water has boiled. You can take a bath. The bathtub does not have a constant temperature system, so don't waste time, Yukino-san."

"Have you done so much?" Xueno showed her face from the quilt and smiled. Why does this guy always do unnecessary things? He is really annoying. He will never tell you, but he will suddenly hit you hard in the heart without you knowing. Then you will feel very uncomfortable, as if there is sand in your eyes.

Yukino threw back the quilt and stretched out her arms to Kitahara Sora, who gently picked her up.

The bathroom was steaming hot. The hot water in the bathtub filled the small space with mist. As soon as I opened the door, I felt surrounded by warmth. On the small stool next to me, he had prepared a change of clothes and a brand new towel. There were several sizes of underwear, all new. Perhaps the owner of the house had fled before he had time to pack up, or perhaps he had searched other houses for a long time. In short, everything was ready. Perhaps he loved me like a daughter.

Is this what it feels like to be loved? It's so nice.

"I'm sorry I couldn't find shower gel, but you can't wash without a shower, so just make do with it." Kitahara Sora looked around the bathroom and continued, "Although your legs are inconvenient, I think you can take a shower and change clothes with the help of that armchair. Your injury is a fracture but it hasn't broken the epidermis, so getting wet shouldn't be a big problem."

Kitahara Sora placed Yukino on the chair and suddenly paused as he turned around. Yukino turned her head to the side, her expression invisible. She tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, and after a moment she uttered a very weak whisper: "You...will wait for me at the door...it's okay..." She shook her head and whispered: "I'll be done soon."

Beiyuan Kong's eyes revealed a rare tenderness. This poor girl, for so many years, she must have endured loneliness that ordinary people could hardly imagine. Just like she was implicitly trying to express her inner feelings to herself, she was afraid, afraid that he would abandon her, afraid that she would become alone again, afraid that all this was an illusion again, because this most ordinary thing was too luxurious for her at this moment, so luxurious that she thought it was a dream.

The audience only saw her strength and rationality in the original novel, and praised her endlessly in their hearts, but what was she really like? Imagine what she was like when she was 17 years old? Was she either a middle school student or a rebellious and arrogant person, thinking that she was the greatest in the world? Did she think she knew everything? But when she really got into trouble at school, did she still cry and look for her parents? Or did she seek help at a loss? She had done well enough, and she was not yet an adult.

He patted the back of her hand gently to reassure her, and finally let go of her hand after she saw his affirmative look.

Gently closing the bathroom door, Kitahara Sora walked towards the bedroom.

Yukino slowly lay down in the bathtub. The water was still a little hot. She heard Kitahara Sora leaving, but she resisted the urge to ask. Then she heard the footsteps getting louder from a distance, and she began to feel at ease again.

She heard a clear string sound, the melody was jumping and very beautiful.

So Yukino couldn't help but ask curiously, "Kitahara-san?"

"I found a guitar in the master bedroom that was still in good working order, so I thought I'd give it a try."

Kitahara Sora's voice startled Yukino, and she subconsciously asked, "Can you play a musical instrument?"

"I haven't learned it systematically. My friend taught me a few simple songs, but I haven't played them for a long time."

"That……"

Yukino's voice sounded somewhat expectant and hesitant. She wanted to speak but swallowed the next request back out of rationality. However, Kitahara Sora's voice came from outside the door again: "Do you want to listen?"

"Or... forget it. It might attract zombies."

But what answered her was a beautiful melody, as clear and pleasant as pearls falling on a jade plate.

Yukino slowly closed her eyes and quietly appreciated the piano playing sounds coming from outside the door. Her body slowly relaxed and the invisible pressure on her head gradually dissipated with the music. However, the piano sounds gradually became low and full of sadness. She felt familiar and strange. Just listening to the prelude, she felt it was a sad song.

After a moment, Kitahara Sora's magnetic voice came. He was singing a Chinese song, but I could understand it. I was so glad that I could understand it.

He sang. His voice was so nice. But why... why did this song feel like it was telling a story? It was telling his story, it was telling my story. It felt so depressing and dull...

他 说:

'Maybe that's how the world is.

I'm still on the way,

No one can tell.

Maybe I can only keep silent.

Tears welled up in my eyes.'

Yes, the world is like this, we are always on the road, we have no choice but to compromise. A person who has been oppressed to the limit bows to fate, he sinks, drifts with the tide, he is in pain, silent, no one can listen to him, but he is still alive and strong, living like a walking corpse, unable to resist, but he is still unwilling, just like I have been making these meaningless efforts over the years.

'But I'm not willing to be a coward,

Keep your head down and look forward to the day.

Accept all the ridicule,

Face the wind and embrace the rainbow.'

He has been moving forward against the wind, but he never seems to bow his head. He always wants to embrace the rainbow. Is this a song he wrote for himself?

Or are you talking about me? I am the same as him. I have never bowed my head. I have always wanted to embrace the rainbow, but will there be a rainbow in my world? I can't see the rainbow, but I still try my best to live. I am looking forward to it. I am fantasizing about it. Will there be a rainbow? Maybe, because the low melody ended, the rhythm became passionate, his voice became high-pitched, he seemed to be shouting, suing the injustice of fate, he began to resist, he stood up, he wanted to break the shackles, or he never knelt down.

他 说:

'Be brave and move forward,

The light of dawn.

Will transcend the darkness!

Break all fears I can,

Found the answer!

Even if I have to go against the light,

It dispels the darkness.

Throw away all burdens,

No longer alone...

Yes, you must be brave and move forward, because the light of dawn will overcome the darkness, break all fears and you will find the answer. Even if you have to go against the light, you will definitely dispel the darkness, just like when he found me, I saw that beam of light, he made me put down all my burdens, the Yukinoshita family, these idiots, I don’t want to care about them, I have come through all these years alone, but I definitely didn’t persist just to get my mother’s approval!

I stayed up late to study, sleeping only five hours a day for the sake of a meaningless ranking on the academic table, not for the admiring and fearful gazes of stranger classmates. I worked hard to learn a vast array of skills, not to waste my life in order to 'sell' them for a good price in the future!

It turns out that what really confused me was not the future, but that I couldn’t find the answer.

You gave me the answer, just like you cut my face in the church, but it opened up a new life for me.

'There are ten thousand kinds of power,

drowning in loneliness,

No longer alone...'

This song is really beautiful, Kitahara-san.

I have let go of all my burdens and I no longer feel alone.

Because you came to me.

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(PS: After writing the stories of the hero and heroine, I originally wanted to move on to the final plot line, but why do you want to eat dog food? Four consecutive chapters of lyricism are not enough. I have no choice but to satisfy you because you are all my friends. In addition, this song is called Your Answer. If you haven’t heard it, you can go and listen to it.)

(PS: Da He Taiyang is not dead. This plot should be explained in this chapter, but I don’t want to insert this analysis dialogue in the dog food chapter. Just treat it as a very bad foreshadowing. I hope you understand.)

Chapter 52: Get out, please.

Makoto Ito lay numbly on the bed, his right eye covered with thick gauze. The pain had long been replaced by itching, which was not a sign of healing. The originally red bandage was gradually replaced by a disgusting milky yellow color, and then turned brown after oxidation.

Without any strengthening, his body's recovery ability was far inferior to that of Kitahara Sora and Hayama Hayato. Although simple disinfection had been carried out, the base doctor had not come again despite Nakain Tomoka's numerous requests. Ito Makoto knew that his burst eyeball had become infected and festered, and the situation would only get worse if it was allowed to continue to deteriorate.

But he has become numb. He has collapsed and gone crazy these days, and his temper has become extremely bad. He even yells at Nakain Tomoka, who has taken care of him meticulously, and even slapped her yesterday.

Although he was stunned after he did it, he still hasn't apologized until now.

Miyamoto Rei had left the boarding house area the next day. Bill saw her go to the command post alone, but two days later, Ito Makoto accidentally saw her wearing a decent female military uniform and appearing next to the supreme commander, Lieutenant General Archer. While inspecting the camp, he took out the golden ball from his pocket and played with it for a while.

The characters in the story may not be clear about the specific purpose of the core, but in this near-apocalyptic world, order must always be reset. Maybe the currency will become a pile of waste paper, but there will always be items that are conducive to transactions, and gold will never depreciate.

As he thought about it, Ito Makoto started to get irritable again.

When did you get the core? Why didn't you give it to me? I was already injured, but I still covered everyone's retreat! And you? I saw Hirano Toda pushed you away at the critical moment, but he died, right? Or did you kill him? You got the core, not only didn't you tell everyone, but you gave it to an insignificant person, just to get protection?

This Bichi!

Ito Makoto cursed in his heart, he tried to use the most vicious words to slander her! But he dared only to be furious in his heart, because he saw Miyamoto Rei through the window again, and there was a moment of staring between them. When Miyamoto Rei saw Ito Makoto, she immediately turned her head away in panic...

"It's Kitahara-san who's back."

Nakainen Yuuka, who was beside him, stood up and looked through the window at the person in the distance who was being pointed at by the guards with guns. She said in surprise, "Kitahara-san saved Yukinoshita-san. It turns out she is not dead. That's great!"

However, after saying this, he shrank his neck, turned his head to look at Ito Makoto with a little fear, and the look of surprise on his face also disappeared.

"Are you glad they're not dead?"

Ito Makoto looked at Kitahara Sora in the distance with an expressionless face. Bill and others also walked forward to greet him. After the lieutenant general walked in, they began to say something to him. From his body movements, it seemed that the old man was begging and trying to please him. The lieutenant general looked at Miyamoto Rei in his arms and also showed a refreshed smile.

"Since you like him so much, just go with them and don't worry about me."

Ito Makoto's tone was calm, but Nakainaka could sense his extremely suppressed emotions. She panicked and looked away, timidly explaining in a low voice: "No, Makoto, I'm your girlfriend, and you're the one I care about the most. Please don't let your imagination run wild..."

"Care about me?" Ito Makoto repeated what Nakain Yuuka said, and then laughed softly: "Yes, Yuuka, you care about me, right? Even if I become blind, you still care about me. After all, you are my girlfriend."

"Yes, yes, you are my boyfriend and I am your girlfriend, we are lovers, so no matter what you become, I will still love you."

Nakainen Yuka said anxiously, "Makoto, don't think about anything else. Your eyes will definitely get better. You must be hungry. I'll get you something to eat."

After saying that, she hurriedly took out the half-eaten compressed biscuits from the drawer, opened the package and handed them to Ito Makoto: "Makoto, eat it, or you still want me to feed you."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Nakain Yuka handed the biscuit to Ito Makoto's mouth again and said in the most gentle tone: "Makoto, be good, open your mouth - ah -"

"Snapped!"

But what she got in response was a ruthless slap. The biscuit in Nakain Tomoka's hand fell to the ground, her cheeks quickly turned red and she turned to one side. Her shoulders trembled a few times, and she silently squatted down to pick up the biscuit that fell on the ground. She blew it gently, her eyes became crystal clear but she still held back the tears, and gently comforted her: "Makoto, don't you want to eat biscuits? Then I will go to the soldier sister who distributes supplies to borrow a bucket of instant noodles. She has already lent it to me once. As long as I beg her well, she will definitely lend it to me again. Makoto, what flavor do you want to eat..."