"Hmph... You know each other." ..."

  Wang Xinyu held the phone and listened to the rustling voice on the other end of the phone, her face was full of black lines, did her mother forget that she was still on the phone with her...

  "Here, yes yes, right there, Um...comfortable...um..."

  "Baby, feel good...I'm fine..."

  "Hum...um..."

  Wang Xinyu is going crazy, it's not suitable for children...

  "Mom, mom, are you still there? ?" She hurriedly said, interrupting the live broadcast on the opposite side.

  "Oh, I forgot, my daughter is still here, it's all your fault." Wang Baozhu patted Zhao Yuliang angrily, feeling a little embarrassed, "Hey, Xiaoyu, here, here, you say."

  "I just asked You, have you seen the message sent by the aunt in the group? After asking several times, why is there no voice from your side?" Wang Xinyu pretended that the phone was down just now and didn't hear anything, to save everyone's embarrassment.

  "Oh, maybe the signal is not good." Wang Baozhu was really relieved when she heard the girl's words, she still wanted to be old.

  "The information, let me take a look." Wang Baozhu flipped through the information, "I see, what's going on?"

  "I don't know what's going on, but you can just do it anyway, go home now, don't worry. Don't get in the rain, you know? You can't get in the rain at all." Wang Xinyu repeatedly stressed not to get in the rain, hoping she would listen.

  "Okay, I see." Wang Baozhu really listened to her daughter's attention when she saw it.

  "Well, then I'm hanging up, bye."

  "Okay, bye."

  "Did you hear, let's go home quickly, let Xiao Song drive quickly..."

  "Okay, don't worry, I'll definitely be home in the afternoon..."

  Wang Xinyu hung up the phone silently, and through this call, her impression of her mother and stepfather became clearer and deeper.

  Listening to the conversation between the two, I know that her mother is living a happy life now. It's so good...

  Wang Xinyu walked to the window and looked at the sky outside. It was almost noon, and it was still foggy outside, and the sun never saw the light

  . The next night swept the world, and no one was spared.

  The heavy rain carries an unknown virus, and it will erode your internal organs through the pores. Whether it is people, animals or plants, it is either infected and died, or infected and mutated, and no one is spared. This is the first generation source of infection.

  The infected person will have fever and vomiting when eroded by the virus, and then, the body will rot from the inside to the outside, and at most one day, they will die quickly.

  The vomit and corpse of the deceased carry the virus, and ordinary people who accidentally touch it will also face infection.

  People were unprepared in the beginning, the number of infections was extremely high, and the death toll was terrifyingly terrifying.

  It has been several days since everyone learned about the rules here, learned the preventive measures, and the news spread to the official announcement.

  At this time, human existence has become extremely difficult.

  Because they not only have to prevent infection, but also to deal with mutated animals and plants.

  The mutated animals and plants also carry viruses, and they become extremely ferocious. Ordinary people who are injured by them will also be infected with the virus. They either die or mutate, and there is no choice.

  In the end, ordinary people became frightened birds, and many people hid at home and starved to death.

  They don't have the courage to go out and fight.

  Wang Xinyu edited a small post on the computer about virus prevention in the last days, but it was delayed.

  She was afraid of getting into trouble.

  "Boom...Boom..." With the thunder and lightning outside the house, the wind raged, and the rain poured, she knew that the end of the world had come.

  With a single tap of the finger, the small post was posted, but I don't know how many people could see it...

  (End of this chapter)

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