A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

They ran here temporarily. Uesugi Genshin picked up the baseball bat placed by the wall, put Miura Yumiko and Yuigahama Yui on the slope of the second-floor side door on the roof, and then jumped down himself.

There is no time to take a backpack or something, and it would be useless even if you take it. In this case, the weight will become a fatal burden.

He escaped from a gap in the encirclement that had not yet been closed. The helicopter overhead was chasing him all the way. Thanks to it, he kept running.

The two people beside me were both breathing heavily and didn't even have the strength to speak. I don't know when they will reach their limit.

He was also a little tired, although not as seriously as the two of them, but he was the one who knocked down zombies on the way, and the physical energy he consumed was far more than the two of them.

The rumbling noise of the helicopter still echoed in the sky, making my head buzz, it was very noisy.

After finally stopping, Miura Yumiko put her hands on her knees, bent over and gasped, and asked desperately: "Then, there are some over there too?"

"Don't stop!"

Uesugi Genshin turned around and looked at the zombies not far behind him that had not been thrown away yet, and then looked at the zombies in the audience seats that Miura pointed to, who were constantly crossing the fence and gathering towards them.

Even though it was tripped by the fence and fell heavily to the ground, it was still struggling unconsciously, half crawling and half standing up as it moved towards this side.

Yumiko Miura pulled Yuigahama Yui and took another step. Yuigahama Yui's physical strength was not as good as Yumiko Miura's, so they held hands tightly.

This can't go on like this!

Uesugi Genshin looked at the relatively empty racecourse. As long as the helicopter overhead was still there, the road ahead would be blocked by zombies sooner or later.

But hiding in the building was another problem: he had to gamble that the helicopter would fly away in boredom instead of just spinning there, trapping them completely.

They were bad enough to follow him all the time, and he couldn't guarantee that they would be so kind.

Ah!

He turned his head and looked at the surrounding environment again, and found something unexpected.

"Keep running forward!"

"Wow, that boy ran away and crossed the grass in the middle. Is he planning to use these two girls as bait?" The female reporter kept on making a fuss, but she couldn't help but feel a little worried. That boy had been protecting the girls all the way. Without him, wouldn't the show be coming to an end soon?

She directed the photographer to move the camera to the girls again. She knew very well what everyone in front of the screen wanted to see.

It was nothing more than young and beautiful girls being treated cruelly, not to mention that they were wearing school uniforms. She kept directing the photographer to take close-ups of her beautiful legs, breasts and flying skirts from time to time.

This further boosted the ratings, and the station's directors kept urging her on.

With no one from Kanto Television making any moves and no one even knows where they have gone, now is the time for Kanto Television to rise and take the top spot in the new era.

The girls in the camera were breathing heavily, their big chests were heaving, and their steps were light as if they were walking on cotton. This was because their physical strength had reached its limit.

"No, I can't. Yumiko, huh, I can't run anymore." Yuigahama Yui was forced to stop.

"The girl stopped! What's wrong? Is this all we can do?" the female reporter said sarcastically.

Only when you are extremely tired will you realize how exhausted you are. You are so tired that you don't want to move forward even one more step. Once your will collapses in difficult situations, it will be difficult to gather it again.

"Yui!"

"Yu, Yumiko, you go first." Yuigahama Yui used her remaining strength to shake off Miura Yumiko's hand, sweat slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

Miura Yumiko shouted anxiously: "What are you talking about? How could I abandon you?"

She grabbed Yui's arm and tried to pull her forward forcefully, even though she didn't have much strength left.

"Thank you." Yuigahama Yui forced a smile, "But I really can't do it anymore, Yumiko, you go first."

“Don’t give up!” Miura Yumiko pulled Yuigahama Yui, who was having difficulty breathing, for a few steps, but she couldn’t pull her anymore because she was only slightly better than her. “Where’s that guy? Where’s Uesugi?”

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"Yumiko!" Hayato Hayama stared at the screen of his mobile phone. He turned around and yelled at Yukinoshita Yukino: "Where is Mr. Hiratsuka!"

Yukinoshita Yukino said calmly: "The teacher went to find a car!"

She hugged her arms, standing by the window with a little chill, but her fingers were tightly pinching her arms.

The students from Seaside High School were picked up by a bus yesterday, and Mr. Hiratsuka's car was left in the Chuo Ward. Today, I had planned to ride a bicycle there and continue the task that I had not completed yesterday.

"Bastard! Beast!" Hube Xiang cursed beside him.

"Can't you think of a solution?" Yamato asked from the side.

"I've tried it before, but the TV station's phone was busy. They didn't intend to answer it." Ooka kept calling Kanto TV with his cell phone, but there was only a beeping tone.

"Where are the other teachers' cars?" Hayato Hayama turned around and shouted to Yukinoshita as if he had thought of a solution, like a traveler who found a source of water in the desert.

Yukinoshita Yukino walked to the desk, picked up the Chiba map that was temporarily pressed under other papers, and slapped it on the table.

"Let's not talk about whether you can drive or not. This is the difficult-to-drive map that Hikigaya-san marked when he went out yesterday. Even Hiratsuka-sensei can only say that it's barely passable. How about you?"

Can you do it? This is what Yukino Yukinoshita wants to express. What she hates most is those who talk big even though they can't do anything.

The densely packed thick lines, exclamation marks and crosses on the map detail the road conditions in Chiba.

The convenience of driving in the apocalypse is irreplaceable. Having it and not having it are two completely different experiences. One will produce an inexplicable illusory peace, while the other is a real apocalypse where it is difficult to move forward. Therefore, the difficulties marked on the map are probably really very difficult.

"Ah..." Hayato Hayama stood there in a daze.

"It looks like the girls have finished here," the female reporter concluded with regret, and the sound of her clicking her tongue was very professional and was not transmitted to the live broadcast.

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The female reporter looked up at the sky at the zombies pouring in from all directions on the ground, and planned to ask her leader whether she should continue filming the subsequent content and whether there would be any obstruction from the government.

Then she saw a scene that left her dumbfounded.

She patted the photographer who was still pointing the camera at the female student, "Over there! Quick, over there!"

The sound was not suppressed and was quickly recorded and uploaded to the Internet, making everyone wonder what happened.

Then they saw it too.

And a scene they could never imagine.

A boy riding a black horse.

It took a closer look to confirm that it was indeed the boy from before, because he had his coat tied around the horse's neck and was only wearing a white shirt.

This is an unexpected scene. Would anyone of the students’ age be able to ride a horse?

Most importantly, there was no saddle on the horse! No bridle or saddle at all!

He clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and occasionally kicked the black horse with his heels to drive it forward. His body followed the horse's movements, looking beautifully coordinated.

"This is it!" the female reporter exclaimed. She saw hope again. "This is the boy from before. It seems that he did not flee from the battlefield. Instead, he rode his horse to rescue the girls. Just like a prince rescuing a princess."

She praised him generously and praised him to the skies so that they could experience the contrast between the desperate situation just now and the current one, and let more viewers feel that it was indeed so shocking.

Just as she expected, the comments on the website were all displayed in an orderly manner.

“ohhhhhhhhh!!!”

"What kind of high school student is this!"

"Where is this? I want to go and watch."

"Isn't this my home?"

"Incredible!"

"Nani?"

"This is my student from Chiba Sobu High School!"

"What is Sobu High School?"

"In Chiba?"

"It was a surprise."

"You are kidding!"

There were individual comments, but they were quickly drowned out by the majority of comments expressing surprise, forcing people to turn off the comments.

It's all meaningless nonsense, and it affects your viewing experience.

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"Isn't this person Hyun Shin?" Fengbin Hexiang pointed at the TV that had just been turned on, his eyes revealing surprise that was difficult to conceal.

"It's really my brother..."

Anon Yae pointed out: "Look, he still has Xiaohe's hair band on his hand."

"Really."

"What's going on?" Nakago Ranko covered her mouth lightly.

"Is this Chiba's side?"

"Why is my brother on TV?"

"Sister?" Fengbin Hexiang looked at her sister who was unusually calm. She just widened her eyes, but her performance was too "ordinary".

Is this my “friend”?

"Apparently." Sakurajima Mai lied to cover up for this friend she had never met, mainly because she didn't know what kind of person she was, but in the end her sister was safe and sound.

"What~" Fengbin Hexiang pursed her lips, as if Xuanxin was not a very important friend of her sister. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt happy, and then watched TV nervously again.

The horse's mane was scattered in the wind, its fur was very smooth and shiny black, as if it had been oiled. Its four strong and well-proportioned hooves stepped on the grass. It raised its neck high, stretched its waist, and was as proud as a gust of wind.

The same is true for the man on horseback. The wind blows his hair away, revealing his handsome face. The thin white shirt cannot conceal his lean and strong body. He is the knight on horseback.

He was riding his horse intending to cross the entire racecourse. There was a fence in front of him, and he rode his horse forward without hesitation, getting closer and closer to the fence.

When the distance was very close, he squeezed the horse's belly just right, and the black horse bent its front legs, jumped high, and drew a graceful arc in the air.

The man cooperated by lying on the horse's back, following its movements, and when he fell heavily, he stood up again and continued to move forward.

"Ah..." Fengbin Hexiang opened her mouth blankly, her pink lips trembling, she forgot to close it for a long time, her eyes shining.

Si, Si country one!!!

Chapter 56: Don't move, this horse has no saddle

As the horse stepped on the grass in the middle, the whistling wind brushed past his ears, and everything returned to normal.

This time might be a little different. Adrenaline was secreted crazily and the techniques in his memory suppressed the stiffness of his body. Strictly speaking, this was his first time riding a horse.

Fortunately, this is a well-trained mare and not from the Golden Family. It is a pure black colt.

Following Uesugi Genshin's urging, it swaggered and recklessly across the entire arena, reaching the other side at the fastest speed.

The grass and mud kicked up by the iron hooves were thrown behind him, his mane fluttered in the wind, and his nostrils were breathing heavily with excitement.

The fence on the other side was getting closer and closer. Both the people and the horses focused their attention there, converging their perspectives and ignoring the group of zombies behind the fence.

The speed reached its maximum, much faster than just now, so it was also more dangerous.

One step, two steps, counting the rhythm of its running. Of course, feeling is the most important thing at this time, and one's instinct and its skills are about to become one.

At the right moment, he kicked the horse's belly, and the horse got the command and jumped up again.

"It jumped over again! Beautiful! It's so beautiful!" The beautiful shot was gone in a flash. Fortunately, the female reporter instructed the helicopter to turn sideways in advance and found the most suitable angle.

This scene was also presented intact in front of the audience, and the ratings only went up and didn't go down. This guy is really my lucky star! I was even more determined to keep updating. It would be better to say that I would have nothing to do if I didn't follow it. I finally found an extremely rare material, and I must shoot it until I die!

Uesugi Genshin glanced at the helicopter that was lowering its altitude and flying horizontally. The door was wide open and the photographer was pointing the camera at it, so he could see the two people clearly.

This is not a dedicated TV station helicopter, but a purely civilian model, and even an old model. If you want to take good shots, you need the cooperation of the photographer.

Ignoring them, Uesugi Genshin pulled the simple reins made of clothes and directed his mount to avoid the zombies in front.

In fact, they will not charge straight ahead. An untrained horse will stop on its own when it sees a person. The selection of war horses is very strict, but even an unintentional scratch on the flank can be troublesome for both the person and the horse.

In front, Miura Yumiko was pulling Yuigahama Yui and continuing to run forward, but her speed was slower than that of the intact zombies, and the distance was still getting closer. At the other end of the racecourse, the fast zombies had already entered the racecourse.

If I'm attacked from both sides, I'll probably only be able to escape temporarily by jumping over the fence and running to the center. With my current strength and speed, I'll eventually be surrounded in the center.

They had no time to distinguish the thumping of horses' hooves amid the roar of the helicopter; they just kept running forward. It took them all to get rid of the zombies behind them, and they had no time to think about anything else.

"Miura! Yuigahama!" Uesugi Genshin's shout made the two of them turn around. They could no longer pass ahead, so they looked in shock at him riding over on horseback and passing the last zombie behind them.

The baseball bat had been thrown away long ago. Now with empty hands, Uesugi Genshin pulled at his clothes to slow down the horse. Relying on the core strength of his lower body, he leaned his body to the side and stretched out one arm.

"Separate a little! Separate! Miura, move forward! Forward!" Uesugi Genshin commanded, but the two men's movements were a little slow.