Chapter 37: Selfish and heartless guy

【System Prompt: Day 8 of the apocalypse, current environment: blizzard completely stopped, outdoor temperature -45°C, zombie signals in the 45th-floor stairwell disappeared, 'Shadow' organization helicopter has not yet appeared.】

"Hurry up! 'Shadow' organization's helicopter is arriving!"

Lin Chen roared at the loudspeaker, his eyes fixed on the small black dots getting closer in the distance—it was the 'Shadow' organization's helicopter,

At least three of them, one more than before, and something black was hanging under the fuselage, looking like the barrel of a heavy armor-piercing cannon.

The two 'Dawn' team members who slid down the rope moved

Extremely fast, climbing to the 45th-floor window in a few moves. Lin Chen hurriedly opened the window to let them in, and just as he closed the window, the 'Shadow'

organization's helicopter arrived over the residential area, the roar shaking the glass with a buzzing sound.

"Hurry and reinforce the stairwell door!" The leading 'Dawn' member shouted. He was wearing a black protective suit, his face covered with a mask,

revealing only a pair of sharp eyes, "My name is Chen Mo, this is my teammate A Kai, we'll help you block the door first, then think of a way to deal with the helicopter!"

Lin Chen nodded, and together with Chen Mo and A Kai, moved supplies, piling the heaviest water buckets and compressed biscuit boxes in front of the steel plate

behind the stairwell door, and propped it up diagonally with steel pipes, tightening the screws. Xia Nuan handed tools from the side, still gripping a gun, vigilantly staring outside the window.

The 'Shadow' organization's helicopter hovered over the residential area for a few laps, found no abnormalities, and flew away into the distance. Chen Mo breathed a

sigh of relief: "They haven't discovered us for now, probably going to prepare heavy armor-piercing cannons; we must take this opportunity to do a good job of defense."

Lin Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked to the window to look down. The snow was empty, the zombies that had gathered at the stairwell entrance before were actually

gone, and even the bloodstains on the ground were blown away by the wind, leaving only a trace. "Why did the zombies disappear?" He frowned, his heart

having a kind of uneasy premonition.

"Maybe they were lured away to another place by the 'Shadow' organization, or maybe they were attracted away by something." Chen Mo squatted on the ground to check

the reinforcement of the steel plate, "No matter what, do your own defense well, don't worry about things outside."

Lin Chen didn't speak, just about to turn to connect the remaining wires, when he suddenly heard a "thud-thud-thud" knocking sound at the door, and a

man's voice, carrying a crying tone: "Is anyone inside? Please open the door! Our whole family is starving to death, just share some food and water, please!"

Lin Chen and Xia Nuan looked at each other, neither speaking, quietly squatting behind the shelter behind the door, gripping their guns—in the apocalypse, behind "asking for help,"

there were often knives hidden. "Did the people inside hear me?" The man's voice outside raised a bit, the knocking sound louder,

"We are all human! You can't be so selfish! Just pity us, give us something to eat, otherwise we will really freeze and starve to death!"

Xia Nuan squatted beside Lin Chen, her breathing a bit rapid, she quietly pulled Lin Chen's hem, her eyes carrying a trace of hesitation. She

wasn't heartless, just had seen too many people die because of "soft-heartedness" in the previous life. Lin Chen pressed her hand and shook his head, signaling her not to make a sound.

But just at this moment, Xia Nuan's arm touched the toolbox on the ground, and the wrench inside fell to the ground with a "clatter," the sound exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

The man outside was silent for a few seconds, then the knocking sound

became crazy: "I knew there was someone inside! Open the door! Hand over the food! Otherwise, I'll smash the door!"

"Stop knocking!" Lin Chen finally spoke, his voice as cold as ice, "I have no food to share with you, you go."

"No? Who are you lying to!" The man outside was anxious, smashing the door while cursing, "Are you human? Are you a

beast? Are you happy watching us starve to death? Do you have a conscience? The whole family is almost out of breath, can't you have some kindness?"

"Beast?" Lin Chen sneered, stood up and walked to the door, roaring through the door, "If I were a beast, I would have opened the door and pushed you out to lure the zombies! I am human, so I know that every bite of food and every drop of water in my hand can let Xia Nuan live one more day. You're hungry? I've been hungry too, I was so hungry I gnawed on snow to fill my stomach, and my fingers were almost frozen off,

I didn't see anyone come to tell me 'don't be selfish'. To live, find your own way to live, don't come to grab other people's lives!"

"You are just selfish! Cold-blooded!" The man outside was still smashing the door, his voice carrying hysteria, "We are all survivors, we should help each other! You hide the supplies, watching others die, you will die sooner or later!"

Lin Chen's face became more and more gloomy. He had seen too many people like this shouting the slogan of "helping each other," but only wanting to grab other people's things,

and once refused, they cursed the other party as cold-blooded. He turned his head to look at Xia Nuan; Xia Nuan's face was pale, biting her lip tightly.

"I've seen too many people shouting 'we are all human,' only to stab their companions for a bottle of water." Lin Chen's voice was colder,

"What's behind this door is not supplies, but my and Xia Nuan's lives. You want a conscience, go talk to the 'Shadow' organization, go talk to the zombies,

don't come talk to me, I don't have the leisure, nor the life, to gamble with you on so-called 'conscience'."

"You are looking for death!" The man outside was completely anxious, smashing the door with more strength, and even moved stones from the stairwell,

"Clang-clang"

smashing on the steel plate, "I must smash this door open today, grab all your supplies, and let you taste the feeling of starving to death!"

The steel plate was smashed with a "thud-thud" sound, and the previously reinforced screws began to loosen again. Lin Chen clenched his fists, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. He knew,

if this person wasn't driven away, sooner or later he would lure zombies or 'Shadow' organization people.

He didn't speak again, turned and walked to the kitchen, picked up a stainless steel kitchen knife from the knife rack, the blade flashing with cold light. Xia Nuan saw his action and stood up hurriedly: "Lin Chen, what are you doing?"

"If he doesn't leave, he can only never leave." Lin Chen's voice was very calm, but carried unquestionable decisiveness, "In this apocalypse, being soft-hearted will only kill yourself."

Xia Nuan wanted to say something, but the smashing and cursing outside the door became louder, and she could even hear the man shouting: "You scum inside!

Open the door! Otherwise, I'll lure the zombies over and let you all die!"

This sentence completely broke Lin Chen's hesitation. He gripped the kitchen knife, walked to the door, took a deep breath, and suddenly pulled the door open. The man outside was holding a stone to smash,

seeing the door open, he was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to rush in.

Lin Chen didn't give him a chance, grabbed his collar, and stabbed the kitchen knife fiercely. With a "squelch," the blade entered the man's abdomen,

the man's eyes instantly widened, his mouth making a "ho-ho" sound. Lin Chen didn't stop, and stabbed more than a dozen times in a row, every knife carrying the suppression and anger of these days. To live, to protect Xia Nuan, he had to be ruthless.

The man fell to the ground, blood soon flowed all over the floor, staining the stairwell floor red.

Lin Chen dragged his feet and pushed him to the stairwell, pushing him down hard. The man's body rolled down the stairs, hitting the 39th-floor steps with a "thud," and stopped moving.

The smell of blood soon filled the air, drifting down the stairs. Within a few minutes, zombie roars came from downstairs, getting closer—it was the missing zombies attracted by the smell of blood.

Lin Chen stood at the stairwell, watching several zombies pounce on the man's corpse, tearing wildly, soon gnawing it down to only bones, his heart having no ripples, only a numb calmness.

He closed the door and leaned against it, the kitchen knife in his hand still dripping blood. Xia Nuan walked over, patted his back gently, her voice trembling: "Lin Chen, are we... are we too ruthless?"

Lin Chen turned around, looked at Xia Nuan's pale face, put the kitchen knife on the ground, and reached out to hug her: "I'm sorry, Xia Nuan." His voice was also a bit hoarse, "I don't want you to see these, but I have no choice. In the apocalypse,

only selfish people can live; people who are not selfish will die faster. If I hadn't opened the door just now, he would have really lured the zombies over, and then neither of us would have lived."

Xia Nuan leaned in his arms and nodded, but tears still fell. She knew Lin Chen was right,

but watching a human life disappear with her own eyes still made her feel uncomfortable. Chen Mo and A Kai stood aside, not speaking, but there was no surprise in their eyes,

only a heavy feeling of being accustomed to it. They had seen too many such things in the apocalypse.

"Clean up the blood, don't let the smell of blood stay in the room." Chen Mo walked over and handed over a pack of disinfectant wipes, "'Shadow' organization may return at any time,

we must do a good job of defense, we can't have any more accidents."

Lin Chen let go of Xia Nuan, took the disinfectant wipes, and squatted on the ground to wipe the bloodstains behind the door. The sunlight shone in through the window, falling on the bloodstains on the ground, red and dazzling. He wiped while reciting in his heart:

Live on.

Must take Xia Nuan and live on. Even if I become a "selfish" person in other people's eyes, even if my hands are stained with blood, I must live on.

Just at this moment, Xia Nuan suddenly pointed outside the window, her voice tight: "Lin Chen, look! 'Shadow' organization's helicopter is back! This time... there are more than three!"

Lin Chen looked up fiercely, looking outside the window—in the sky, five helicopters were flying toward the residential area, the heavy armor-piercing cannons hanging under the fuselage particularly striking,

and the black skull on the fuselage in the sunlight looked like a face waiting to devour people. ===== CHAPTER 38 =====

Lin Chen suddenly raised his head and looked out the window—in the sky, five helicopters were flying toward the residential complex, the heavy armor-piercing cannons hanging beneath their fuselages particularly eye-catching.

The black skull on the helicopters' fuselages looked like a face waiting to devour someone in the sunlight.