CH 7

Han Shuzhu had already intended to strike up a conversation. The two quickly started talking. They overcame various obstacles and finally entered the shelter’s vicinity. Both of them fell silent subconsciously as they passed through the medical area because it was like a living hell.

“I’m human… I’m human! I’m not a monster!” a man with several abruptly protruding hands shouted in despair.

“The level of mutation is only LV1…” the nurse checked and rechecked, constantly examining the diagnostic instruments. The nurse’s hands trembled, and the creature before their eyes could only be described as a humanoid anomaly. According to the shelter’s regulations, individuals with an LV of 5 or below still possessed human rights. The nurse could only reluctantly examine the injuries.

Another doctor hurriedly pushed others aside and said, “It’s impossible for me to treat that person; I don’t have a green label! I’ll be affected! Dr. Chen said that the mutations in the mutants are irreversible, and they will continue to grow as long as they are exposed to radiation! If LV1 doesn’t become LV5 eventually, LV5 will inevitably become a calamity! The instruments have determined that person to be LV2, so there must be a lot of radiation…”

“I’m going! I was interning in the burn unit before.” The intern grabbed the first aid kit and rushed towards the critically injured area.

The patient was identified as LV2, the highest level within the entire shelter. In the mission two days ago, their hands were severely burned, and they were also caught in the aftermath of an explosion, causing them to remain unconscious for two days and two nights.

The medical tent was filled with the smell of disinfectant and burnt residue. The patient lay on the bed, with a handsome face but horrifying wounds. The name “She Lulang” was written on the bed label.

She Lulang furrowed his brows, as if still trapped in a raging fire.

In his memory, thousands of tons of ammunition cascaded down, and fuel drums exploded in the narrow mine shaft, igniting what seemed like a hundred suns. Now, the sun was silent, leaving behind a sea of flames. The sound of drums and gongs echoed outside, while liquid nitrogen sprayed onto the charred earth, covering everything in frost. People clamored to “find the traitor’s corpse,” their weapons glinting with sharpened edges in various colors.

“After we leave, don’t be confused by other people again,” She Lulang whispered, “I… I won’t let anyone get close to you again.”

T/N: It’s my birthday (and a national holiday in the US), so I decided to share a little something something to spread my good mood around a little