The 9th District doesn’t welcome the living!
Does that mean everyone lying in the barracks of Refugee Camp 9th District are corpses?!
Xu San San was completely stunned by this sudden revelation!
So… so…
She had essentially slept through the night in an oversized morgue without even realizing it?!
Now, with sunlight streaming through the doorway, she finally got a clear view of the 9-004 Refugee Camp Barracks in its entirety—
Stretching endlessly before her, over a thousand people lay haphazardly on the ground in tattered clothes, either covered in blood or oozing pus all over their bodies…
“Hiss—!”
Xu San San couldn’t help but gasp sharply, then forcibly held her breath.
She was so terrified that cold sweat broke out all over her body, her eyes staring blankly. She wanted to take deep breaths to calm her panic, but didn’t dare inhale too much, afraid of contracting some unknown virus from the foul air.
Just as she was stuck between breathing and not breathing, caught in a dilemma, the middle-aged man who had been “the first to eat crab” this morning finally got up from the ground. Regaining his supposed “authority,” though still hunched over and somewhat shaken, he forced himself to appear calm. Trembling, he stood at the doorway, pointing the square scanner in his hand at Xu San San in the corner and shouted:
“What are you still standing there for? Why aren’t you leaving!
These people are going to be sent to the crematorium soon!
You’re really lucky—it’s been over ten years since our 9th District last produced a survivor…
Ugh, what bad luck first thing in the morning. I thought you were a Mutated Infected…”
After saying this, he muttered to himself again, turned around, and quickly left the 9-004 Barracks.
As soon as he left, the barracks immediately fell back into silence.
Xu San San hastily picked up the medical kit hidden in the corner, carefully placed the surgical knife she had just taken out into the small pouch at her waist, and hurriedly stood up, wanting to leave quickly.
But just as she wobbled to her feet on her weak legs and was about to take her first step,
Something suddenly grabbed her right ankle!
As if seizing her by the throat at the brink of life and death!
“Ahhhhhhh!!!!”
Xu San San screamed instinctively while shaking her right leg, trying to break free from the restraint.
However, her voice remained hoarse and didn’t make much noise, let alone call back the hunchbacked man who had already left.
Even more tragically, the harder she struggled, the tighter the grip on her right ankle became.
Finally, she stumbled and fell forward onto the ground.
Not caring about anything else, Xu San San quickly turned to look at her right foot, wanting to deliver a precise strike to immediately break free and escape.
Not looking was one thing, but looking gave her another shock!
A pair of large hands was tightly gripping her ankle!
And those hands belonged to the person lying next to her!
Right, the person next to her was also breathing!
It was precisely because he was breathing that Xu San San had felt that ironic sense of relief and gratitude last night!
Following the hands upward with her gaze, she saw a young man wrapped in ragged burlap sacks staring intently at her.
His entire right cheek was bruised and oozing blood, his right eye severely swollen and red. The highly prominent right cheekbone was severely asymmetrical with the left side of his face, as if it had been brutally struck by something heavy.
Yet none of this could conceal his determined and resolute eyes.
For some unknown reason, Xu San San saw a fierce will to survive in those eyes.
Perhaps out of professional habit, Xu San San instinctively spent 2-3 seconds quickly scanning the man’s entire body:
Right cheek suspected to have been struck by a heavy object, extensive soft tissue damage, possibility of zygomatic bone fracture cannot be ruled out,
Stiff shoulders and neck, potential cervical spine injury cannot be excluded,
Abdomen pierced by a sharp object, massive bleeding,
Various degrees of cuts and scratches on all four limbs…
Finally, when she saw the number exposed on the leather belt at his waist, Xu San San froze.
1779…
She hurried forward and frantically pulled aside the burlap sack wrapped around the young man.
Black Combat Suit, male… number 1779!
It was him?!
It was actually the person who had shielded her and killed that monster when her original body fell from the ruins!
“It’s you!”
Xu San San couldn’t help but exclaim.
However, she couldn’t make any sound, but fortunately the man before her seemed to understand lip reading.
Seeing that Xu San San had stopped struggling, he finally released his grip and, with great difficulty, pulled out a tube of transparent liquid from the small leather pouch at his waist, signaling for Xu San San to drink it first.
He seemed unable to speak.
Xu San San intuitively felt that this person probably wouldn’t poison her.
Most likely because she thought that someone who had saved her life in a critical moment wouldn’t need to go through the trouble of killing her again afterward.
So, as if possessed, she gulped it down in one go.
The transparent liquid had no particular taste but took effect quickly. Xu San San, who had been starving to the point of her chest touching her back, felt her strength instantly recover somewhat. Moreover, thanks to the moisture from that tube of liquid, her throat didn’t feel as dry anymore.
So Xu San San tried to speak again: “How is it you!”
This time, her voice finally came out normally. Though still hoarse, it was at least understandable.
The man seemed surprised that she actually recognized him?
Seeing his apparent confusion, Xu San San briefly explained: “It should have been yesterday or earlier—I was attacked by a monster in Wasteland City 505, and you killed it.”
As for why she was certain it was in Wasteland City 505, special thanks were due to Captain Wang’s scan results from this morning.
Seeing the doubt fade from the man’s eyes, Xu San San concisely asked: “Since you’re awake, you definitely can’t stay in this ‘morgue’ any longer. You grabbed me because you want me to help you get out of here, right?”
The man’s cervical spine seemed immobile, but he blinked, indicating affirmation.
“But you’re seriously injured right now and shouldn’t be moved lightly. Still, don’t worry—I’m not the kind to forget favors. Since you saved me before, I’ll definitely help you leave this damned Refugee Camp 9th District…”
While explaining in her hoarse voice, Xu San San opened the medical kit beside her, took out a tetanus shot, and directly administered it to the man’s arm. Then, using surgical scissors, she cut open the clothing around the injured area on his abdomen.
“This looks like a bullet wound…”
Xu San San was somewhat astonished.
“Conditions are tough now—there’s no anesthesia. I need to remove the metal object from your wound…”
“I’ll count down from three… bear with it…”
However, Xu San San hadn’t even started counting to three before she directly got to work—extremely primitive and brutal, using only a surgical knife and surgical scissors to forcibly extract the object inside—a metal bullet the size of an eraser…
Xie Yuan was still naively waiting to hear Xu San San’s countdown so he could brace himself to endure the pain, when suddenly he felt an excruciating agony piercing through his abdomen!
Finally, with an expression of disbelief and doubt, he passed out.
“Sigh, passing out might be for the best…”
Xu San San’s hands moved swiftly. Fortunately, she had administered self-treatment promptly last night, and coupled with a full night’s rest, the infection index displayed on her bracelet this morning had successfully dropped to 0. The mobility in her left arm had also finally recovered. Although she couldn’t perform large bending or lifting motions, simply moving her wrist to assist with the surgical knife was no problem.
After using up all the alcohol swabs and sutures, Xu San San cleaned and sutured the large, deep wounds on the man’s abdomen and limbs, then gave him an anti-inflammatory injection. The task was finally complete.
By now, it was already bright outside.
The bracelet displayed the time:
Star Calendar 336, Flame Season Day 68, 07:21 AM
No good, she had to leave quickly!