As she finished speaking, the test subject turned around and charged through the raining bullets.
"Is this the case? I'm so different... am I kind?" For some reason, Ning Yu'er mocked herself. She realized just how ludicrous her own behavior was. Why should she be so concerned about others?
When the test subject left, she knew he'd gone to kill all those soldiers. Yet she didn't feel any pity for them. Instead, she felt strangely calm.
Perhaps she's starting to understand her situation. Or maybe not. Near the perimeter wall designed to repel zombies, all the survivors had been dispersed to avoid unnecessary casualties. The government hasn't paid much attention to these survivors anyway since last month.
She was now alone, and she took this opportunity to contemplate her past mistakes. With her current injuries, there was no chance of her escaping on her own.
The gunshot wound at her waist was growing more painful, although she had used a lighter to sear it shut.
Boom Boom Boom!
