Chapter 85

As Arthur just stepped out of the door, he heard the cry of a child again and had to turn back to check once more.

The female zombie was still wearing a baby carrier, a device specifically designed for taking care of infants, similar to a backpack worn in reverse. Normally, parents would place the baby in the carrier on their chest, freeing their hands to do other things.

Two small white legs were visible from the baby carrier, with the upper part covered by a blanket. Due to the blanket's obstruction and the rope tied around the female zombie's mouth, she had not been able to eat the child over the past few days.

However, even with the faint cries coming from the baby carrier, Arthur could not confirm whether it was a living infant. After all, no one had ever heard the sound of a zombie infant, which might be different from the roar of an adult zombie.

Arthur covered his mouth and nose, calling Wang Zongze and Fang Qian to come in. He could not guarantee the safety of the infant alone, assuming the infant was still alive.

Moreover, how to kill the female zombie was also a problem. If Li Fatty or Alex were here, they could easily solve it with a gun or an arrow, and the infant or zombie infant could be easily removed.

However, they were not present, so Arthur and his companions had to come up with a safe plan on their own. Arthur and Wang Zongze carried the dressing table from the bedroom to the side of the female zombie. The dressing table was very large, and one person could stand on it without any problem. Wang Zongze and Arthur supported the dressing table, while Fang Qian carefully climbed onto it.

This was Fang Qian's own request. Originally, Arthur was going to do it, but he had to let Fang Qian take over. Fang Qian was not short, and standing behind the dressing table, he could easily reach the female zombie and the infant in her arms. However, Fang Qian's appearance made the female zombie even more agitated. Her hands, which were holding the rope, waved wildly, causing Fang Qian to almost fall off the dressing table several times.

"Maybe I should do it instead?" Worried about Fang Qian's safety, Arthur looked up and asked him.

Fang Qian shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Since the dressing table was not on the ground, Fang Qian could not exert much force. If he used too much force, he would lose control of his body. Fang Qian steadied himself, gripped the machete tightly, and took a deep breath.

80% success rate! I can do it!

Thinking this, Fang Qian suddenly used his legs to jump from the dressing table towards the female zombie! The waving hands of the female zombie posed a certain threat to Fang Qian, but he ignored it and swung the machete at her head!

A "thud" sounded, and Fang Qian fell to the ground. The female zombie's moans stopped abruptly, and the machete was stuck in her skull.

Arthur and Wang Zongze quickly ran over to check on Fang Qian. Fang Qian sat up, waved his hand to indicate he was fine. Seeing that Fang Qian was not scratched by the zombie, Wang Zongze and the others returned to the dressing table.

It was time to take the infant out!

Arthur supported the dressing table, and Wang Zongze stepped on it, trying to open the baby carrier.

"Xianggang, be careful."

"Okay." Hearing Arthur's warning, Wang Zongze nodded and responded.

The baby carrier was not complicated. After a few attempts, Wang Zongze managed to open it. However, since the baby carrier was still tied to the female zombie, Wang Zongze had to lean forward and carefully look at the infant inside.

If it was a zombie infant, Wang Zongze would not hesitate to use the machete to put it out of its misery.

It's a living infant! Not a zombie baby!

However, the infant was in very poor condition, and its cries were very weak. Because cells die in large numbers after death, leading to a significant loss of water, the female zombie's breasts had become very shriveled.

Wang Zongze felt a wave of sadness, and his hands trembled.

The infant was weakly biting its mother's shriveled breast, making continuous whimpering sounds.

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"Now I understand why she didn't even wear a top." The three of them sat on the sofa in the living room, and Wang Zongze spoke, "I thought it was normal for her not to wear pants, given the large wound. I thought she had a mental breakdown and didn't care about her dignity, so she hanged herself naked."

Wang Zongze buried his head in his hands.

"She was naked to feed the child... even after she died, she continued to feed the child." Wang Zongze's voice was very low, and what he had just seen had a significant impact on him.

"Ah! The cloth in her mouth and the rope around her neck were not done by some madman, but by herself. She didn't want to turn into a zombie and eat her child." Fang Qian, holding the infant, sighed.

Arthur added, "Now I understand why she chose to hang herself instead of cutting her wrists. She was afraid that she would kill her child after she died, so she chose to hang herself. As for what she did afterward, I can only call it great maternal love."

"Perhaps the only thing in this world that has not been tainted is maternal love." Fang Qian fed the infant with a bottle he found in the kitchen.

The infant, who was probably very hungry, clutched the bottle and sucked on the nipple with a "gulping" sound.

Wang Zongze finally burst into tears, thinking of his own parents. The intense life of the past few days had forced him not to think about things that would distract him. But now, the floodgates of his thoughts about his family could no longer be held back, and they burst forth like a flood.

Arthur, being a few years older than these college students, got up and sat next to Wang Zongze, comforting him. Fang Qian also held back the tears in his eyes and continued to feed the infant.

After the three of them rescued the infant, they quickly boiled hot water and prepared a bottle of milk for the infant. None of the three men had ever done this before, so they didn't know if the milk was prepared correctly. After checking the temperature, Fang Qian fed the infant.

However, the infant had no choice but to suck on the bottle with all its might. With the milk, the infant finally filled its stomach, and it was really unknown how she had survived these past few days.

Fang Qian and the others had no mood to cook. In their eyes, as long as the infant could survive, that was better than anything else.

None of them dared to imagine how many days the woman had been dead, as this was truly the most cruel memory for the infant.

After the infant was full, it continued to cry, and the three men were at a loss. None of them had experience in taking care of infants and had no idea how to handle the situation.

Fang Qian suddenly remembered something and placed the infant on the sofa next to him.

"Zongze, go and see if there are any diapers."

Wang Zongze wiped his red eyes, responded, and got up to look for them.

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