Chapter 6 (1/2)

Chapter 6: The Food Chain

The body was gnawed to the point of being unrecognizable; the policeman’s face was completely gone. There was a large hole in his torso and his organs were all missing.

Looking at this nauseating scene, Chang tried his best to not to vomit as he picked up the pistol by the side of the corpse.

Like most students, this was the first time that Chang had ever touched a pistol. Luckily, it wasn’t too complicated, so he only fumbled over the pistol for a minute or two before figuring out how to release the safety and use the magazine. He then fired the gun once—he wanted to make sure that he know how to fire before running into danger.

After the shot, Chang checked the clip and found out that there was only two bullets left.

Pistols used by the police were different from those used by military personnel. Service pistols were generally less powerful and had smaller ammunition capacity. Those pistols only carried six to seven bullets, and after that battle between the policeman and the stray dogs in addition to Chang’s test shot, two bullets were all he had now.

Rummaging again through the humanoid body, Chang didn’t harvest anything new.

However, he didn’t expect much since many Chinese law reinforcers weren’t allowed to carry guns. Chang was lucky enough to obtain a firearm from this dead man.

Although this service pistol couldn’t really cope with the unpredictable and dangerous situations in this new would, Chang took the pistol as precaution. Even if he had a submachine gun, it wouldn’t help him that much considering his poor firearm skills and the miserable circ.u.mstances.

He roughly wiped off the blood on the pistol and locked the safety, then he put the pistol into his pocket and covered the smell of blood with the fragrance. Chang then went back to the school.

The instincts of social animal stated that they liked to gather together in perilous situations that they couldn’t overcome by themselves.

Chang was no exception. After wandering about for 15 minutes, he finally reached the school gates.

At the school there was a soccer field.

It was crowded with a lot of people—most of them were middle aged men and women; they were probably parents that rushed here after the red fog began.

Xingzhi was a small boarding school only for students who planned to repeat high school, so there weren’t many students and almost all of them were locals. The crowd almost filled the entire campus.

Though the visibility was only about three meters, from the rustling and voices in the air, the crowd was very dense.

Chang even saw some old people in the crowd—they might’ve been some students’ grandparents.

Holding a glimmer of hope, he squished into the crowd and tried find those two familiar figures. But after all the time he spent searching, he didn’t see any sign of his parents.

Arriving back to his cla.s.sroom, he found that it was still rowdy here.

“Hey Gla.s.ses.” In the cla.s.sroom, Chang found one of his roommates, “Have you seen my mom?”

“What does your mother look like?” It had just been a few days in school, so Chang and Gla.s.ses were barely acquaintances. He hadn’t had a chance to meet Chang’s mother.

“Oh well, never mind.” Chang irritatedly stomped his feet, and then an itching pain came from his ankle wound. “Did anyone come to find me while I left?”

“Nope.” Gla.s.ses shook his head, “In the past hour, almost all the students’ parents flooded over here. Some teachers tried using the broadcast system to organize the parents to meet their kids, but somehow the broadcast malfunctioned, so the teachers couldn’t even finish the announcement.”

“It might’ve been destroyed by those bugs… the world is in chaos now.” Chang sighed when he thought of the dangers he encountered on his way home and to school.

“Should we store some food?” Gla.s.ses read a lot of apocalyptic fictions, so he knew that food was always a scarce resource during the apocalypse.

“We definitely need food, but they won’t last long.” While Chang was talking, he turned to look outside the window, “It seems like food is sufficient. I saw a lot of plants growing outside on my way back, and most of them are edible.”

“Things might’ve changed.” As Chang and Gla.s.ses were discussing, the “good student” Tao joined their conversation. he stared at the reg fog, “Although these plants look the same as they were before the red fog, they’re growing much faster. How long has it been since the red dog first began? Less than 2 hours! Who knows whether these plants are going to mutate tomorrow or the day after, not to mention we have no idea how long the red fog is going to last. It’s never too early to prepare food.”