Chapter 959

The funeral of the old director went smoothly, mainly because everyone was hungry and moved slowly.

Dressed in black, everyone quietly gathered around the body and bowed their heads in silence. Then, the local archbishop, a good friend of the Messiah, came forward to make the final mass for him.

"Our father in heaven, please accept your child back to you..." the bishop in black read aloud.

All the people bowed their heads piously, closed their eyes and listened to the Bishop's prayer.

"We sincerely ask your forgiveness..." the Bishop said half a sentence, couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water, stared at the body in a daze, and then continued, "Mr. Luther is a great friend. He is tolerant, kind and charitable. In his lifelong work in Zak business group, he has worked hard and won a good reputation. He is a friend worthy of respect.

Here, we feel sad for the loss of such a colleague, friend and relative. God, please open your arms, accept his soul, and forgive him for all his mistakes in the world, so that he can bathe in your holy glory, feel your love and our thoughts, so that he can walk through the shadow Valley of death without fear of darkness. Amen! "

"Amen!" they crossed their chests, then walked one by one past the old director's body and put some white flowers made of shirts and curtains beside him.

In the crowd, there were children crying in a low voice, but not because of sadness, but because of hunger.

It is already underground and there is no place to bury people. Therefore, the warehouse used to store food has become the only choice.

Everyone carried the old director into the empty warehouse, parked on the wooden table, then closed the door and came out, and went back to their rooms to rest.

Before leaving, the Archbishop looked back. Ironically, there was a small exquisite wooden sign hanging at the door of the room, on which several English letters were written: "food!"

The hunger continued. One day later, another man starved to death in the bunker. People held a similar funeral for him as usual, and then carried him into the warehouse where food was placed and lined up with the old director.

When the man carrying the body turned and walked away, he suddenly found that a corner of the body cloth covering the old director was wet with blood!

So he opened the body cloth curiously, but found that one of the old director's legs didn't know where he had gone!

The news shocked everyone, and the people in the bunker began to panic

After several investigations, no one knows who stole a leg of the body, but one thing is certain that someone has begun to think about the body.

The Messiah stared coldly at the crowd and asked in a hoarse and powerless voice, "have we fallen to cannibalism as the last group of highly educated civilized people on earth?"

Everyone was silent, just looking at each other, as if hoping to find a trace of blood from someone's mouth.

"When people die, they will rot in a few days. In fact, it's a pity..." someone whispered in the crowd.

"Yes, at least some of us can live longer!" someone answered. "Maybe the reinforcements will arrive soon, and if we don't make it to that day, what's the point of what we've done now?"

As soon as the chirping voice rang, a trembling figure came out of the crowd and came to the front of the crowd.

It's the Archbishop!

Everyone calm down and wait for him to see what he will say, because it's very important. If he can let go of a word, maybe he can live more people

Civilization has become a fragile belief.

The Archbishop looked at the people in disappointment and suddenly said in a loud voice, "I have followed the teachings of the LORD all my life. I hope he will guide me to the right path, hope to get salvation and the opportunity to redeem others.

When I was sixteen, I hurt a girl. Emotionally and physically, I committed a double felony.

I had a bright future when I was studying in the religious college at that time. Once this matter was exposed, maybe I would be expelled from the school, or I might never be qualified to preach, and God would be far away from me forever.

Therefore, because she loved me, she didn't bring me too much trouble and solved the fetus privately.

Every day of my life, I repent for this. I pray piously every day and night to get God's forgiveness. I hope he can come to me and tell me that my sin has been forgiven.

However, in the end, it is not God who comes to the world, but a group of pagan aliens. We have reached this step. The final dignity of earth civilization has been lost, but the majesty of the Lord cannot be offended!

As his only believer, I firmly believe in the existence of God. I firmly believe that what happened is just a nightmare that God is testing us. As long as we stick to our faith, we will eventually be redeemed, but once we become man eating demons, this nightmare will never wake up again.

Therefore, I am willing to prove for you that God will take us out of this nightmare and return to his eternal glory... "

As soon as the Archbishop had finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out a hand from his black robe. His hand was holding a pistol!

A very old revolver!

Boom!

The blood burst out. He went to God to confess his crimes, leaving a group of stupid sinners. A few days later, the Archbishop's body was thrown into the pot together with the first two dead people.

The last fig leaf of civilization was torn off and began to wither

What happened in the bunker in three months is hard for later people to speculate, but it is obvious that people who are used to eating corpses begin to kill people around them to satisfy their hunger. Those people live in a circle, many of them are their relatives and children, but none of them are spared. This is the sadness of the loss of human nature.

However, more than half of them were shot from the chin to the top of the head. Therefore, those people committed suicide. They committed suicide in extreme despair and volunteered to become food. Perhaps, they finally saw the Archbishop's firm faith and chose this way of martyrdom, which achieved the survival of others.

In a notebook found, there was also a diary written by a man named emers, which was a letter he wrote to the child who had just been killed.

"Mike, please forgive me for not being able to stop them when they kill you. Maybe, psychologically, I don't want to stop them. Someone will always be eaten. No one can stop those people. They are crazy. When I see the long knife passing through your chest, I even feel happy for you, because I don't have to answer your strange questions anymore, and I don't have to tell you about the past What did you eat in the past few days.

At this time, death is the happiest thing. We can put everything down and no longer accept the suffering of hell. We don't have to be afraid of hell. It's already hell.

Dear son, I'm afraid now. To tell you the truth, I'm really afraid. I'm afraid I'll be one of the last two people. Before that, I'll follow the bishop. If I have to die at some time, please believe me. I forgive the man who ate me... "

His diary is called "death hymn" by later generations, which means that civilization has completely died in that narrow bunker world.

Many people are curious about who is the last person to die in the bunker. Some say it's the Messiah and others say it's Bob. However, the people who dug the bunker kept silent to the human world, making this problem a mystery for a century and never need to be known, because who is left is the same.

What's the difference?