The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 332: Some experiences must be taught with life.

"Give us a Teleportation Ticket, we want to leave D City."

Some survivors immediately shouted, pointing to the brightening sky,

"We have been here for a long time."

"If you don’t give us a Teleportation Ticket, then come out and rescue people, someone here is having convulsions."

It’s not just one person convulsing; actually, earlier on, there were survivors leaning against snowdrifts showing slight signs of convulsions.

It was just too late in the day, and few people paid attention to them.

Tang You stood expressionless at the entrance to the safe zone, which was mostly enclosed by a barbed wire fence.

Once this circle of barbed-wire fence was completed, it would be electrified.

The survivors became more anxious, carrying the convulsing person to the entrance of the safe zone,

"Are you going to save people or not? You are neglecting human lives; we will record your misdeeds in D City and post it online."

Thanks to Hua Mi’s Universal Signal Connector.

Even though the environment had deteriorated to this state, the internet still existed.

In the early stages of her pregnancy, Hua Mi was always sleepy; now, in the late stages and nearly 7 months along, she surprisingly couldn’t sleep.

The twins caused her to have frequent urination earlier in her pregnancy.

Throughout the night, she frequently woke up to go to the bathroom; every time she barely fell asleep, she would be awakened by the noisy survivors outside.

She couldn’t contain her explosive emotions and uncontrollably rushed out of the RV.

Dragging a long sword in her hand, the blade left a deep mark on the snowy ground.

As Hua Mi rushed out of the safe zone with her sword, Zhou Cheng was returning with his team, preparing to replace Tang You.

It was at this moment that Ni Shuiwen shouted loudly,

"Why can’t we go in, but this pregnant woman can? What makes her so special?"

That statement, like igniting a frying pan, instantly drew all the survivors’ attention to Hua Mi.

Hua Mi originally wanted to raise her sword and kill the few people on the ground who were convulsing and turning into zombies.

But upon hearing this, she placed a hand on her stomach and looked coldly over the disheveled survivors to see Ni Shuiwen.

"I haven’t done anything foolhardy like blowing up the ice on my own; I have never left the safe zone."

Hua Mi sheathed her sword, no longer intending to kill the zombies, and let the men on the snowy ground convulse. She sneered,

"If you say I am special, then I indeed am quite special; in the entire temporary safe zone, only my people and I didn’t join in Ni Shuiwen’s spectacle."

Her words mocked the survivors’ stupidity.

Too stupid to be cured.

The disheveled survivors fell into a brief silence.

Among them were no lack of clever individuals, whose intelligence allowed them to find alternative ways to survive the frequent natural disasters in the previous months.

They naturally remembered that it was Ni Shuiwen who initiated, and they responded by forcefully blowing up the ice.

"Now what should we do? We need to find a solution right? With so many of us dead, why didn’t the Garrison come to rescue us in time?"

Someone shouted angrily, his voice choked with sobs.

After all, the Garrison was inside D City, and they had previously managed to control the zombies in D City very well.

Why couldn’t they manage it properly this time?

"We made a mistake, but we shouldn’t be doomed for just one mistake, right? Don’t we even deserve a chance to correct it?"

Someone yelled, their voice breaking.

Because they naively disliked earning too few Crystal Cores and thought they could kill zombies,

they decided to blow up the ice layer on their own. Was this really such an atrocious crime?

Wasn’t killing zombies about resolving the current difficulties to better protect other survivors?

Zombies eat people; they lack self-awareness and can’t be tamed; they are intrinsic enemies of humans.

Thus, killing zombies is a clearly defined, unavoidable conflict.

Given that, was it necessary for the survivors to pay with so many lives just because they blew up the ice layer on their own?

What exactly did they do wrong to deserve such a tragic price?

While changing shifts, Zhou Cheng and Tang You, with pursed lips and silent, listened to the survivors’ complaints without saying a word.

It was Hua Mi, who lost control of her emotions, who yelled at those survivors,

"Who can give you a chance to start over?"

"Do you think you are characters in an author’s novel, where the author, if pleased, can let you be reborn?"

"This is what you must accept, once the situation gets out of control, it will be beyond redemption, and you will have to pay the price with your lives in a brutal manner."

"The zombies you face are part of the apocalypse, not playing house, not writing a novel, not your wishful thinking."

Now, regretting the past is useless; those who are dead are indeed dead.

Those who are still alive are fortunate, but if they continue to act recklessly, they too will become unfortunate.

The survivors remained mostly silent.

The early sun penetrated through the thick clouds, casting rays on the pristine snow.

It seemed as if after a long time, those who were still alive finally saw the long-lost sunlight.

The morning light shone on people’s faces, and some, momentarily abandoning their inner hatred, exclaimed in surprise,

"The sun is out..."

Others were still relentless,

"Regardless, human lives are of utmost importance right now, all our medicines and supplies are placed in the temporary safe zone."

"Can’t you give us a way out?"

They pointed at a few twitching men on the ground, their faces filled with urgency.

"If the Garrison won’t save us, we’ll save ourselves, let us into the safe zone quickly!"

It was at this moment that one of the twitching survivors, oh no, zombies, suddenly leapt up and with a loud shout, pounced towards the nearest Zhou Cheng.

The zombie attacking Zhou Cheng was headshot by Tang You with one shot, directly splitting its head open.

During the training sessions in D City, the Garrison also used guns, not solely cold weapons.

They practiced with guns to learn how to precisely headshot zombies, rather than waste bullets.

Indeed, after the zombie that attacked Zhou Cheng was headshot, it never got up again.

The other few twitching men also rapidly transformed into zombies within a short period of time.

They crawled towards the survivors.

They started roaring right away.

Some of the survivors made noisy sounds and collectively retreated.

Some came to their senses and pulled out knives, shouting,

"They’ve become zombies, these are zombies now, they have transformed, there’s no saving them."

Those survivors who were initially clamoring about the criticality of human lives had already run to the back of the crowd.

As some retreated, others stepped forward.

One survivor moved to chop down these few zombies.

However, he was pushed to the ground by another tall and burly man.

The tall and burly man then yelled loudly,

"This is my brother, don’t you dare hurt my brother..."

Everyone stared at the tall man in astonishment.

Indeed, they were human just a moment ago, and just a few twitches, how could they turn into zombies?

If contained, could there still be a chance to save them?

With such doubts, for the moment, no survivors stepped forward to kill the zombies.

Watching them not moving, Hua Mi shook her head,

"Some lessons, unfortunately, must be taught at the cost of lives."

As soon as she finished speaking, from behind the tall and burly man, his brother, moving awkwardly, stood up and, embracing his brother, bit into his neck.