Hearing his words, the battered Peace Party soldier barely lifted his head, but just as he finished the motion, two more slaps, "slap slap", struck his left and right cheeks. Although the Level 4 New Human in front of him wasn’t using his full strength, the casual force exerted was extrely heavy for a Level 2 New Human like him.
With two slaps, the imnse force impacted his cheekbones, causing intense pain that echoed from deep within his eyes to the numbness spreading through his entire body, as the tallic taste of blood spread in his mouth.
"I..." His voice trembling, he managed to utter a feeble "I", wanting to resist, but utterly powerless to do so. Soon, he felt a pulling on his hair, as soone grabbed a handful and lifted his head.
Everything in his field of vision began to rise until he was eye to eye with another person.
"Do you know what you did wrong?"
He gritted his teeth, mumbling a few syllables hazily, but under such circumstances, no one could understand what he said.
Helplessly, he could only nod to indicate that he understood.
"Since you know it’s wrong, that’s good."
With that, the Level 4 New Human let him go, snorted coldly, and spoke to the others, "Help him up, take him away!"
"Yes!"
Several soldiers responded and coldly pulled up the beaten soldier from the ground, dragging him away from the area. Throughout this ordeal—from start to finish—many people had been drawn to the commotion, as if running over to gawk, but no one stepped forward to say anything.
They just watched as the soldier, who had spoken unfavorably about the Marshal, was taken away. It looked very likely that he was going to be thrown into solitary confinent.
However, many were also puzzled. It was indeed annoying dealing with these Peace Party mbers with two bars, but usually, when they disciplined mbers for saying or doing what should not be said or done, it generally didn’t lead to a major issue; one just had to submit quietly.
A breach of discipline, at most, ant spending so effort to endure until it was over. However, today was different—the "Hybrid Deer-Dog" started by striking with the butt of a gun, sending soone to solitary without a second word, which was a first, and that’s why they were curious about what the soldier had said.
Countless eyes watched as the group of two-bar Peace Party mbers slowly left with the beaten soldier. Once their figures had completely disappeared, everyone quietly started to discuss, creating a noisy scene, and with everyone deliberately keeping their voices low, it was unclear exactly what they were saying.
However, from then on, a doubt had begun to form deep in their hearts. No matter where, as long as human society exists, there will be hierarchies, and this was unchangeable.
Tang Ye made his way to the rear door. As for what was happening in the front courtyard, he was unaware, walking past the small garden beside him. He spotted the rear door of the Peace Party Building, which was a fire door not locked but left ajar, vaguely revealing the staircase inside. The ergency exit sign emitted a faint green light.
Tang Ye stepped in, his hand resting on the banister, which was rust-free, clearly often cleaned.
"What a hassle!"
As he walked, Tang Ye couldn’t help but mutter again. Since the apocalypse began, if he were to rank the most troubleso incident he had encountered, it would undoubtedly be Li Qingtian.
He simply didn’t know how to deal with Li Qingtian, whose presence baffled him and disoriented the zombies. Every ti he thought about killing her, a sense of guilt would rise up like water bubbling continuously from a spring.
It was like dreaming of holding a peerless beauty, about to do "that thing" upon waking, only for the great beauty to suddenly morph into an old man with a face as wrinkled as a lump of chrysanthemums!
Tang Ye waved his hand, as if to shake the ssy thoughts from his mind. He felt that no matter what, he could never harbor any malice towards Li Qingtian, or to be precise, all zombies could not foster any malice towards her.
Tang Ye’s hand slid along the railing as he hurried upstairs. However, in the next second, nurous incidents he feared still unfolded in his mind.
Squeak~
The sound of a door opening below caused Tang Ye’s body to stiffen, followed by all the lights overhead turning on.
The dimly lit corridor instantly beca as bright as daylight, which slightly discomforted Tang Ye. Zombies preferred darkness, their eyes naturally functioning like night vision devices. The sudden brightness caused Tang Ye to be temporarily blinded, but his vision quickly returned to normal.
Turning to look down, he saw the firewall at the back door corridor open, and a woman walked in—a face that Tang Ye could never forget.
It was Li Qingtian. She had noticed him and even guessed that he would escape through here!
The mont Tang Ye turned, his gaze t Li Qingtian’s beautiful eyes. Tang Ye saw the tender waves that initially stirred in her emotionless eyes upon entering. They lasted only a few seconds before turning into overwhelming waves that engulfed Tang Ye!
Her eyes widened more and more. In Tang Ye’s lower visual angle, the expressions in her eyes churned like the ocean, a testant to the unrest deep within her heart.
Surprise? Delight? Happiness? Fear? Shock? Amazent? And disbelief.
Ti seed to stop at that mont; the speed of all things slowed down imasurably, making everything outside unable to intervene.
At the intersection of their gazes, it appeared as if a double-sided vortex had ford, firmly sticking their views together!
After an uncertain amount of ti, Tang Ye finally heard Li Qingtian speak, her tone extrely complex, "You... are you Henian?"
Tang Ye didn’t speak. For so reason, when he heard Li Qingtian’s voice, both strange and familiar at once, his heart twisted in pain, as if a foreigner in a distant land was issuing a plea to the world in the last seconds before death.
His mind churned with mories, starting with a couple of fragnts from Li Henian. More and more unfamiliar mories erged, from blurry to clear!
"Sister, how did you manage to sit on such a tiny stool and fall asleep on it?"
"Like this, just need to be a bit thinner."
"I don’t want to be thin. If I were, I couldn’t beat Little Ming from the class next door."
"Okay then, as long as you’re happy."
"Sister, they say there are ghosts in the old dormitory building at our school, with lots of ’Mom and Dad, I love you’ written on the walls."
"There are no ghosts in this world, what are you thinking about?"
"Sister, mom is taking to the hospital for an injection tomorrow. Are you the doctor there? I want you to do it; it hurts less when you do it."
"Alright, alright, I’ll do it for you."
"Sister, you look so beautiful in a white dress..."
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