The end of the world begins with escape

I am a monster walking in the apocalypse, without any sense of morality or kindness.

When necessary, I can even give up everything I can give up, just to fulfill my life and that of my family.

This is me - Xie Ning.

An impeccably selfish guy.

She must have scared her mother and little cousin like this.

Xie Ning kept turning her head and looking out the window, not daring to touch them.

None of the three people spoke, and the atmosphere in the RV became extremely depressed for a moment.

"Ningning, are you angry with your mother?" Song Youai's voice suddenly rose weakly.

"Mom has reflected on herself, and yes, it's quite bad. This, this environment has suddenly become like this, and mom is a little uncomfortable with it. But in the future, she will definitely try to adapt to it."

"Mom, I'm not angry." Xie Ning turned around and met her mother's worried eyes.

"I'm not angry, I'm really not angry. It's because I'm not capable enough."

"Nonsense!" Song Youai raised his voice slightly, "Our Ningning is already very powerful."

"Well, sister is very powerful, really powerful." Song Kexin nodded quickly.

Her head is still a little confused.

Although my sister once again failed to keep her promise and made her wait for nearly an hour after twenty minutes, she was actually able to conjure up a RV.

incredible!

She looked around and saw that the RV was very clean.

Upon entering, there are double rows of booths facing each other, and bunk beds at the rear and front of the car, which can accommodate at least five to six people.

There is also a separate bathroom and an open kitchenette, making this a mobile home.

Although the Sparrow is small and well-equipped, this RV is definitely much more comfortable than a small truck.

Song Youai and Song Kexin briefly talked about how they went into a gas station to look for gas and happened to see the RV break into the convenience store.

Thinking of this, his mood dropped slightly, "Ning Ning, was he bitten by his own mother?"

Xie Ning said softly "Hmm".

Song Youai pulled out a bloody notebook from the half-open storage compartment and said, "Take a look."

Xie Ning silently opened the notebook and flipped through the pages. "They are going on a trip. He is a filial son and has been traveling around the country with his eighty-year-old mother for the past six months."

Therefore, this RV is equipped with a chassis bumper, which is first-class shockproof, and a lifting wind turbine is installed on the roof.

A man should be extremely kind and filial to his mother.

But unfortunately, the 80-year-old mother died after a high fever.

Losing her mind, she bit the blood vessel in the neck of her closest son.

Then, that's what they saw.

Xie Ning closed the book and handed it to Kexin in the back seat.

Song Kexin is a girl with a very low tear level. She cried after reading just two pages.

"They traveled all the way from Yangshi to here. The original plan was to visit country C for a year."

Who would have imagined that something like this would happen.

"Sister, will it always be like this from now on? We can't go back, can we?"

Xie stared at the receding trees outside the window, "Well, I definitely can't go back."

It won't just be like this in the future, but it will get worse and worse.

When the world loses order, demons and ghosts will line up to have a carnival.

Song Youai held the steering wheel tightly and suddenly said, "Ning Ning, can you promise mom something?"

"In the future, if mom is going to turn into a monster, please get rid of me first before mom hurts you."

Xie Ning's heart tugged hard, and it felt as if she had been hit hard by a heavy hammer. It was uncomfortable.

She subconsciously shook her mother's hand and said, "Mom, that won't happen. Absolutely, never."