Thinking back to that scene that day, the major general's eyes were abnormally moist.

There seemed to be a certain aura in this apple, which could remind him of the past, of his lost conscience.

Since that person died, his body has been divided by everyone, and even the marrow in the bone has not been let go.

Ten days have passed, relying on that person's corpse, they have survived ten days, waiting for the wind and snow to drive the zombies out of the capital.

And that person used his flesh and blood to feed himself and other people. That person is his own brother, and his brother is like a father and a mother.

It was also the major general who led them at the time.

The young general thought of his brother, his slender fingers could not help but make a fist.

Since his brother's sacrifice, he seems to be inexplicably in love with this cannibalistic taste, which is almost arguably the hunger that forced them to do so.

In the snowy day, they couldn't find any food, and some were just corpses all over the floor.

Later, one of the soldiers in the team was exhausted. When he was about to starve to death, he took his hand and said, "Make me food. Comrades and comrades all need food."

At this time, no one will pretend to refuse, and no one will think that Chi cannibalism is a very disgusting time.

Because everyone wants to live, and they all want to find their relatives.

He can't let his comrades down, he can't let his brothers down.

He dismembered his brother, just like dismembering his brother, getting more and more comfortable.

The head, neck, hands, thighs, and viscera were taken out, and when he arrived, he almost thought that he was going to be a doctor of internal medicine.

After eating the flesh of his comrades, and drinking his blood, he felt extremely heartache at that moment.

He became numb until the second man, the third man, and the fourth man fell.

Cannibalism has become a tool for him to survive.

Until now, he has only one concept of cannibalism, and that is to live, to live.

"General, this apple has a taste that people don't know how to describe. It feels like this tastes back to the very nostalgic taste of the past."

A soldier following the young man took a bite of the apple in his arms after watching the crowd eat the apple.

"This smell is indeed a bit back to the previous feeling, but this smell is too hateful." The young man smelled the scent of the apple, tears in his eyes could not stop streaming down.

Brother, brother.

"General, there are too many apples on this apple tree. We may need a truck to load them."

The soldier was holding the big and red apple. Although he also had regrets in his heart, he knew very well that the ground was covered by ice and snow, and there were countless corpses and unseen zombies under the ground.

"Truck? It's impossible to find a truck at this time. Let's see if the space superpower can make room for it."

The young general watched the soldiers come down from the tree holding a lot of apples one by one, and his heart was slightly touched.

"You, separate these apples. From today on, we will not eat human flesh. We urge everyone to see if we can find some food. Collect as much as we can."

The most primitive taste of apples recalled the conscience of this young general. Even though human flesh can fill his stomach, the sins he bears will send people to hell.

Although this world has become a hell.

Song Fengfu looked at the young general and suddenly had a lot of sentiment.

"Do you want to help them?" Lu Jingxuan looked at Song Fengfu with a slightly moist look in her eyes. It would be impossible if she didn't touch her.

"A little bit, I just happen to have a lot of vegetables in my space. Anyway, we can't finish it all at once..."

"Do you want to give it to them?" Lu Jingxuan listened to her, and suddenly had such an idea.

"No, I want to make a deal with them."

Song Fengfu knew that there were only more than 70 teleportation charms left on his body, which seemed to be quite a lot, but in fact there were not many.

"trade?"

Lu Jingxuan didn't understand what kind of transaction she wanted to make. After all, there shouldn't be anything for these people to trade, right?

"Yes, trading, you are waiting here, I will go out and ask if he has zombie beads."

When Song Fengfu walked out of space, the young general and others in front of him were suddenly frightened.

"who are you."

Looking at the thickly wrapped woman in front of him, the young general thought of the man and woman that Chen Lu mentioned before. Could the woman in front of him be the woman among those men and women?

"You don't care who I am, I will appear in front of you just to make a deal with you."

Song Fengfu stared at the young man in front of him. He was as handsome as Lu Jingxuan, but this man was full of blood and murderous aura.

"Deal? What deal?" The young man looked at Song Fengfu in front of him and suddenly felt a bit funny. What kind of deal would make this woman risky to come out?

"I can provide you with food, but I need one hundred thousand zombie beads."

Song Fengfu deliberately hid his voice, sounding dull.

"One hundred thousand zombie beads? Are you talking about the beads inside the zombie's head?"

The young man remembers that someone had dug up the beads in the heads of zombies before, but couldn't these beads make people turn into supernatural beings?

What does she want so many beads for?

"Yes, two zombie beads can be exchanged for a cabbage, and twenty beads can be exchanged for a catty of rice, and fifteen beads can be exchanged for one liter of water. If you have zombie beads on hand, you can change it now. ."

Song Fengfu deliberately pinched his voice a lot, and the young general couldn't help but frown.

"Your price is too high, you know that killing a zombie now takes your life to fight."

"So if you don't have supplies, don't you have to go to the location of this zombie? If you say that having my supplies can make you live a good life, don't you think about it?"

Song Fengfu didn't believe that no one didn't want to eat white rice, no one didn't want to drink water and eat meat.

"General, didn't we collect a lot of zombie beads as trophies? In this case, we might as well use them for some food. As long as these food support us to the south, maybe we will be saved."

Facing the general in front of him who looked very hesitant, the soldier couldn't help rushing.

"Support us to the South? The situation in the South is not much better than ours now." The general sneered. The zombies have all gone to the South. Now the South should be zombies.

"But anyway, we can't stay in this icy world forever. People from Russia have already migrated to our borders, and many have even moved south to survive. General, do you really have to wait until the capital changes? After you became an ice cellar, you..."