Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute
Chapter 255 - Chapter 255 Chapter 254 Taking You to Flirt with Girls (11)

Chapter 255: Chapter 254: Taking You to Flirt with Girls? (11) Chapter 255: Chapter 254: Taking You to Flirt with Girls? (11) Because most connections had been severed and each area began to retract into a state of closed management, a new situation gradually emerged outside these strict control zones–wanderers.

They roamed the abandoned lots and empty houses, scavenging forgotten food and supplies, occasionally stumbling upon relief points distributing rations–snagging a meal when they could.

The wanderers outside struggled to survive each day, always accompanied by fear, hunger, and despair.

The government had the intention to deal with these people, but they lacked the resources to manage everything, and because the wanderers constantly moved about or hid in secret gatherings, by the time the chaos between cities began to settle and life started to normalize, some of the wanderers had lost their initial trust in the government, leading to disappointment and then to an uprising of anger.

This accumulated anger inevitably gave rise to a new force.

Some strong, cunning, and ruthless wanderers slowly began to gather the displaced in lawless areas, forming small yet significant groups of power.

From scavenging to looting, from congregating to threatening… In the darkness, where there was no law or morality to hold them back, evil proliferated unrestrained.

In an abandoned factory, behind a dark and cramped metal door, a teenage girl lies stark naked on the cold ground.

Her wrists tied behind her back with a hemp rope, along with her ankles knotted tightly together.

The girl, covered in bruises, stares blankly at the small hole in the corner of the wall.

At the mouth of the hole, a mouse occasionally pokes out its head, sniffing around cautiously before retreating.

The girl’s swollen lips twitch in self-mockery.

Even an animal has a nest, but she is less than an animal.

Death, at this moment, becomes the happiness she longs for.

Living is what truly makes one suffer.

Discarded in here like a piece of trash, the inhumane men outside the metal door use her when they remember, tossing her aside carelessly after they’re done, leaving her to survive or perish on her own.

Ha, perhaps even in death, she could become food in their mouths–no waste at all.

This inhuman and ghostly existence has already lasted seven days.

Seven days… She closes her eyes expressionlessly, allowing the floor’s coldness to slowly consume her. In a daze, she seemed to see her parents who had taken her on trips and snapped photos before the Apocalypse, their indulgent smiles as if right before her eyes.

She feels like she could reach out and take their hands, but she can’t move at all.

All she can do is watch helplessly as their figures grow farther and farther away.

Is there any merciful deity left in this world?

On this hellish earth, can someone save her?

Ha ha ha…

Everyone is looking out for themselves; who would care about her, locked away in a dark dungeon?

If you truly don’t want me to live, then let me die, please…

Despair is the last straw before losing consciousness.

Just as her senses began to blur, she thought she heard a delicate and tender voice near her ear.

Gentleness, probably an illusion.

In reality…

Someone was absolutely terrified when they suddenly found the girl materializing before their eyes!

Su Shu let out a big yell of “ouch” and fell sitting on the ground!

In her space, was there a haunting?