Anime Crossover: Many Children, Many Blessings; Yukino, the Wife from the Apocalypse

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"That's right. I asked you to open the door, but no one responded, so I had no choice but to force it open."

Chang Wei nodded, acknowledging his identity, which served as a deterrent to prevent them from having any ill intentions.

"Dear Evolver, we didn't do it on purpose. We just had no choice. This has happened countless times in the past few days."

"I kindly opened the door, only to attract zombies, and the whole team was wiped out. I've seen this kind of thing so many times that I've become hard-hearted."

"Actually, we all know in our hearts that this place will be overrun by zombies sooner or later, it's just a matter of time. So, dying sooner or later really doesn't make any difference."

"Besides, we don't have enough supplies to last a few more days. If we let you in, our supplies will be used up even faster. We're just a bunch of poor folks, unlike you evolved beings who have the ability to protect yourselves. We ordinary people can only barely struggle."

……

The man spoke very politely, addressing everyone as "Sir," as if from ancient times. He kept talking about their difficulties, making it seem as if Chang Wei and his companions were exceptionally important.

Chang Wei looked at the ragged man in front of him with some surprise, secretly admiring his eloquence, and felt embarrassed to blame him.

"Alright, I don't blame you, and I don't have time to worry about you. We're just stopping by for a bit and will be leaving soon. So, don't worry about us!"

Chang Wei waved his hand, interrupting the other person's rambling.

"Walk?"

A glint of hope flashed in the man's eyes—the will to survive—as he looked at Chang Wei with fervent expectation.

"Sir, could you take me with you? I'm familiar with the surrounding terrain and can help you!"

The other expressionless survivors' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they all crowded around, pleading with Chang Wei.

"My lord, please, take me with you! I can warm the bed, cook, do laundry, I can do any kind of chores!"

"Sir, please have mercy and take my daughter with you! I'll be your slave for the rest of my life!"

"Sir, please take me away! I have money, lots of money, I'll give it all to you, just take me with you!"

"Sir, please take me with you! I'm willing to be your dog, I'll do anything you ask!"

……

A commotion arose, like entering a market, making Chang Wei's ears ring.

"Shut up!"

Chang Wei let out a low shout and drew his Tang sword. The silver-white blade seemed to still exude a murderous aura, which frightened everyone into silencing themselves and looking at Chang Wei with fear in their eyes.

Sato and the others watched coldly; they already struggled to survive in the city, let alone with these burdens.

There is no absolute good or evil, right or wrong. Whether it's Sato and his group or these survivors, they all just want to live.

"Sorry, we can't take you with us! We're just resting for a bit, then 940 will leave! If you keep bothering us, don't blame me for being impolite!"

After Chang Wei finished speaking calmly, he endured the unpleasant smell and sat down to rest in a relatively clean place. The others followed suit.

The survivors dared not cause any more trouble. They glanced at Chang Wei cautiously, their faces filled with despair, and collapsed to the ground again, like the dead. Even the man who had spoken first was no exception.

But then Chang Wei noticed a young man in his twenties lying on the ground. Even though everyone had come to plead for him, he hadn't moved an inch, as if he were really dead.

But Chang Wei noticed that his chest was rising and falling slightly, indicating that he was still alive.

"What's up with him?"

Chang Wei pointed at the young man and asked the survivors.

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The Death of the 190th Guard

"He seems to be sick. He suddenly developed a high fever the day before and has been in a coma ever since, but he hasn't died. We don't have any medicine here, so we can only rely on his luck."

The man who spoke first answered.

Although Chang Wei wouldn't take them away, they didn't dare offend him.

After all, they can still survive here; if they offend Chang Wei, they can't guarantee they'll even survive.

After all, they had seen plenty of those unpredictable, bloodthirsty evolved beings.

Therefore, they were all very cautious.

Will he turn into a zombie?

Sato suddenly asked from the side, "It's often in movies that a fever could be a sign of a viral infection, turning you into a zombie."

For safety reasons, they had to ask one more question.

"Don't worry, they won't. Only being bitten or scratched by a zombie will turn you into one. We've never seen anyone suddenly turn into a zombie after a disaster."

The man said with some confidence. The day of disaster refers to the day Chang Wei and his companions saw golden rain falling from the sky; that day seemed to rewrite the Earth's trajectory, and everything changed.

Chang Wei nodded upon hearing this, but said nothing.

Since they weren't his own people, he didn't like to meddle in other people's business.

If they really turn into zombies, the three evolved beings can handle it easily; there's no need to worry too much.

So Chang Wei and the others took out the food they had brought with them from their backpacks and started eating.

They didn't want to eat at the small supermarket either, partly because they thought it was dirty, and partly because the survivors had already subtly indicated that there wasn't enough food.

Since that's the case, they don't want to steal their food.

Ham, bread, canned food, mineral water... one food after another was taken out, making the survivors lying on the ground like corpses extremely hungry.

Although they were in the supermarket, the apocalypse had arrived, and almost every supermarket had been looted, with the remaining stock almost gone. So they didn't want Chang Wei and the others to come in.

Moreover, resources here are distributed according to strength; the strong receive more food, while the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled barely survive.

"Gudong—"

"Gudong-"

Everyone watched Chang Wei and his friends eat heartily, and couldn't help but swallow hard. One little girl's stomach rumbled as she stared longingly at the food in their hands.

"Here you go, little girl!"

Miki Nakano couldn't bear to watch any longer. As a police officer, he couldn't bear to see this scene, so he took out a bag of bread and tried to hand it to her.

"Snapped!"

Chang Wei snatched the food away, glanced coldly at Nakano Miki, and a warning glint flashed in his eyes.

Miki Nakano immediately understood Chang Wei's meaning:

Once they are given food, they will think that they are easy to talk to, and in order to survive, they will try every means to soften their hearts.

They have more important things to do now and can't afford to be held back.

The little girl's eyes immediately dimmed, causing Miki Nakano to feel a pang of sadness.

"what?"

Chang Weigang looked away, then seemed to notice something and suddenly turned to look at the guard who was opening his water bottle to drink.

"Uncle guard, you're injured!"

Chang Wei's deep voice immediately drew everyone's attention, including the survivors.

"puff"

The guard was drinking water when he suddenly heard Chang Wei's deep shout. He immediately spat out all the water he had just taken a sip, soaking his clothes.

But he didn't care about any of that. He just stared at Chang Wei in horror, his feet unconsciously pulling back.

"Chang Wei, why do you say that? Is the security guard injured?"

Miki Nakano was quite surprised and turned to look at the security guard, her eyes full of doubt and uncertainty.

"I, I, I'm not, I'm not hurt!"

The security guard stammered in response, but the fear on his face was impossible to hide.

"If you're really okay, stick your legs out so we can see them!"

Sato spoke coldly, his gaze fixed on his opponent like a blade, his black Tang sword tightening in his hand, as if he would strike down the opponent at the slightest sign of disobedience.

"Yes, guard, please stretch out your leg so we can see it. If you're really not injured, then everything will be fine!"

Ada Wong chimed in, stepping forward and subtly surrounding the guard in the center.

Seeing everyone's reaction, the guard's face gradually showed a hint of despair, but he still stretched out his legs that had been hidden behind his back.

When everyone looked, they saw that his trouser leg had a small tear of no more than two centimeters, and black blood was seeping through the tear.

"Was this injury sustained while crossing a horde of zombies?"

Upon seeing this, Chang Wei and the others immediately understood. Chang Wei looked at the guy he had always wanted to get rid of and asked him in a low voice.

Although they had once wanted to kill him, after going through life and death together, the guard was gradually accepted by everyone.

Now that he has been injured by zombies, everyone knows the consequences and feels a little sorry for him.

"That's right, I was at the back of the group when I was scratched by the claw of a fast-attacking zombie. I thought it was just a small wound and nothing serious!"

The guard looked miserable, then looked at Chang Wei with anticipation.