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【Oh my god, what a scary face】
[What amazing disguise skills! I never knew Xiao Jia could change her face!]
[Great acting skills! Xiao Jia's acting should be included in the Beijing Film Academy's teaching materials!]
Magic is truly amazing! I want to learn magic too!
Think about it, think whatever you want.
Why not use Asian sorcery—makeup—to change one's face using magic?
[Gabriel García Márquez deserves the Oscar this year.]
[Oh my god, if I didn't know Xiao Jia was an angel, I would have been completely fooled. The JK (high school girl) has turned into a JS (presumably a lesbian/girl)!]
What does JS mean?
[Elementary school girl]
The comments section was shocked by Gabriel's magical face-changing and acting skills. Shinonome was the same, not expecting Gabriel to be such a good actress, even better than him.
Perhaps feeling apologetic, the soldier's tone softened considerably.
After confirming that Dongyun and the others were unharmed, he disregarded the band's equipment and bluntly told them that the road ahead was blocked and they could not leave the city. Instead, they had to follow his instructions to go to the safe zone that the National Guard was still clearing.
Now, they need to wait here until they are cleared out of the safe zone.
As one of only two adults in the vehicle, and the only adult male, Ishan Hua took the initiative to talk to the soldiers.
From these soldiers, they learned that there were many survivors like them who wanted to drive out of the city. Not everyone had a radio to listen to broadcasts, and not everyone would obediently listen to the government and stay at home.
As they entered the city, they encountered fools who ignored their instructions to park properly and instead tried to drive away from the city.
Faced with such idiots, they naturally opened fire.
Chapter 42 feels problematic because it's too straightforward.
Vikland City.
Gunfire and explosions echoed continuously throughout the city.
Faced with overwhelming firepower, zombies are truly fragile, like a thin sheet of paper, easily pierced by bullets.
Leaning against the balcony railing, Dongyun felt a strange sense of wonder as he watched the soldiers and rescued survivors coming and going on the street below.
Is this the discipline of the US military? No killing, no robbing, no raping, no stealing?
He knew he had a stereotype about the US military. This was, after all, his homeland, not Vietnam or Afghanistan. There was no reason for the US military to do such bad things.
He had previously worried that the US military would discriminate against them because they were all Asian, but now it seems he was overthinking it.
They were not treated badly; their car, the supplies inside, and even the band's gun were not confiscated. They were only warned not to fire in the safe zone. After being examined by medical personnel, they were provided with accommodation and allowed to stay there.
That's true, Ohio is a gun-free state after all.
Many of the survivors were armed, and given that the United States is known for its freedom, it's likely that the decision to confiscate guns might lead to unnecessary conflict, or perhaps it was to prevent any survivors from turning into zombies and leaving the other survivors without means of self-defense. Therefore, the guns were not confiscated.
No one can guarantee that survivors will be completely immune to airborne viruses. It is possible that a survivor may have no wounds but still get infected.
Therefore, survivors with guns can control the situation in time and prevent it from getting out of control.
"Is the virus really going to be brought under control like this?"
The sweet scent of shower gel wafted over, and a familiar angelic voice rang out beside me.
Shinonome tilted his head and saw Gabriel, who had just finished showering but was still wearing the paper bag, and smiled, "Probably."
A simple and peaceful life is the best; let's avoid things like zombie viruses.
Although he felt uneasy that the military's process of opening up the safe zone was too smooth, given that zombies were still human and the military had air protection against the virus, there was no reason why the military couldn't eliminate the zombies in Vikland City.
"By the way, this is for you."
Gabriel pulled a "Virus Protection Card?" out of her pocket.
"Ah."
Dongyun nodded, took the card, and looked at it from both sides.
After confirming that they were all pure natural green and had no other colors, he put them in his pants pocket with peace of mind.
"Is my magic power about to run out?"
“Yeah, let’s sleep together tonight. I need to recover some of my magic.” Gabriel leaned on the railing. “I didn’t expect there to be no security cameras in the room. I thought they would be watching me. But even if they’re not watching us, your viewers are watching us all the time. Don’t forget to turn off the live stream tonight.”
"No, I already switched to 'harmony mode' before bed. Even if I don't replenish mana at night, I won't let them see it."
As soon as Dongyun said this, the comments section immediately started criticizing him for prioritizing women over friends and not being a true brother.
He ignored the comments below and chatted with Xiao Jia about how to leave the United States and go to Japan after leaving Vikland.
He actually wanted to go to China, but Rin-chan and Nadeshiko are both Japanese girls, and the band that ended is also Japanese. Even if he wanted to go to China, he would have to go to Japan first to see their home that doesn't exist in this world.
After being assigned to move into this apartment building.
Uncle, Sister Shengjing and the End Band separated from them, but they were all arranged to stay next door, so it would be easy to see them if you wanted to.
The military takes good care of the survivors. The apartments have water and electricity. If you need any supplies, you can ask the person in charge of the apartment, who will ask the logistics department for them. The survivors' three meals a day are also arranged. You can go to the survivor canteen at mealtimes. There are special meals prepared for survivors.
Gabriel has checked, and the food and drinking water provided by the military are fine.
Night fell quickly.
Shinonome was alone in the bedroom; Rin Shima, Gabriel, and Nadeshiko Kagamihara had all been invited by Ikuyo Kita to their room to play.
Kita had invited him, but he declined. The reason was simple: he needed to make plans and prepare backups.
The fact that the US military seemed too complacent made him feel that this was the biggest problem.
This wasn't him being paranoid; the army that came to rescue survivors and deal with zombies wasn't without its problems either.
First, their cell phones inexplicably lost signal and network after entering the safe zone; second, regarding the treatment mentioned by the US military on the radio, he wanted to know how the survivors who had been bitten or scratched but hadn't yet turned into humans were treated.
The virus in the air contains magic that even Xiao Jia can't decipher. It's a problem if Americans can't treat it, and it's also a problem if they can.
The inability to treat the virus suggests deceiving survivors and a conspiracy; the ability to treat it suggests that Americans understand the virus, which may be their creation, or it may also be part of a conspiracy.
When Xiao Jia comes back, we should work harder and replenish her magic so she can use her clairvoyance to see the military, the US government, and what kind of conspiracy the Americans are plotting.
Dongyun looked out the window and heard the commotion outside, knowing that another fight had broken out between survivors and soldiers.
Just as he distrusted the U.S. military, other survivors also distrusted the U.S. military, especially when the military required that the wounded be taken to the hospital for treatment and did not allow family members or companions to accompany them, which deepened their distrust.
Foreigners may still think of America as paradise and have no idea what America is really like, but Americans know very well that their government is truly willing to experiment on its people.
The living dead outside call it a virus, but to many of the religious survivors, and even those who saw angels, it is not a virus at all, but divine punishment, an incurable punishment from heaven.
Before we knew it, night had fallen.
Apart from the occasional sound of helicopters taking off, the whole night was quiet.
Inside a bright little room in a building in the safe zone.
Sergeant Fule leaned back in his chair, feet on the table, smoking, quietly awaiting his death countdown.
The fact that the living dead would form a human ladder to get onto the balcony was something he hadn't expected, nor had anyone else.
The rest of his squad died; only he and Eric managed to escape, hiding in another room until a rescue helicopter arrived. Sadly, they escaped being torn apart by the undead, but not becoming undead themselves.
Eric, who had been bitten, had already become a living dead before him, while he, whose thumb had been grabbed, was still waiting in despair, letting the bastards watching him from outside watch him turn into a living dead.
The treatment the military claimed to be providing was a scam.
A hoax that tricked infected survivors into participating in experiments.
Sergeant Welfare laughed, lamenting America's profound lack of morality and his own good fortune.
If he hadn't rendered meritorious service to the country, he might not be able to leisurely smoke and wait to die, but would instead have to undergo all sorts of desperate and painful experiments like those survivors who came here for "treatment".
Chapter 43 "Viruses" and "Spores"
Vikland City.
The safe zone west of the Ohio River.
Just across the street lies the dividing line between the National Guard and federal troops.
Although the National Guard and the federal army are both U.S. military forces, except in special periods such as war, the National Guard only obeys the orders of the state government, and the federal government has no right to interfere.
The current situation in Vikland is clearly a special one, and the federal government has the right to intervene with the National Guard.
Therefore, the task of resettling survivors, which was originally the responsibility of the National Guard, was handed over to the federal army at nightfall.
The Vikland Clinic, located within the safe zone, is called a clinic, but it is actually a large general hospital.
After the federal troops entered Vikland, their priority was to clear out the zombies in this area to ensure that important personnel accompanying them could have an environment to study the virus.
Hospital office.
A man with sparse white hair wearing a white coat was talking to several people who looked like they were in military uniforms.
"Were there no survivors from the Detrick Laboratory?"