Apocalypse: The Supporting Actress Made a Comeback novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59: 055 Mutual Destruction (Second Update)_2

Chapter 59: 055 Mutual Destruction (Second Update)_2

The father and son both saw the sight and their expressions changed instantly, retreating in unison once more.

The girl before them no longer resembled a normal person. Her clothes had completely burned away. Skin that should have been delicate on a child was withered and tightly stretched over her bones, creating a skeletal figure. Her body was riddled with injuries.

After her body withered, her head seemed disproportionally large. Her hair had long been burned away and multiple burn scars marred her dried skin. Suddenly, she lifted her head and looked towards Fang Jintang and Fang Yuyang with a ghostly gaze. Once more, flames ignited within her pupils.

The father and son both keenly sensed that the strange little girl’s aura was growing stronger, inducing a profound sense of crisis in their hearts! They retreated again, keeping a significant distance from her.

The girl’s body swayed as if she could collapse at any moment, but she stubbornly stood tall, step by step approaching the two.

Fang Yuyang gave it some thought, then tentatively said, “Your mom asked us to save you. Do you remember her?” Because the little girl’s appearance was so eerie and abnormal, Fang Yuyang suspected that she had lost her reason, and thus he tested the waters with his question.

It turned out to be the right move. Clearly, the little girl still had some impression of her mother. As soon as Fang Yuyang finished speaking, she stopped in her tracks, the flames in her eyes wavering uncertainly, as if they could be extinguished at any moment.

Witnessing this, the father and son tensed up inside. It wasn’t that they were scared, but seeing her in such a state, they felt pity. She had suffered greatly, and they couldn’t bring themselves to hurt her further.

However, as reluctant as they were, they remained highly cautious around her. If the little girl truly became aggressive, despite their pity, they would be forced to end her life.

The flames in the little girl’s eyes kept flickering—one moment solid, the next elusive—as though she was enduring an internal struggle. Just as the father and son clenched the weapons in their hands, believing they would have no choice but to act, the little girl opened her mouth, a frail call escaping her lips.

Her voice was probably damaged, a faint whisper like a cat’s mew, exceedingly hoarse and impossible to discern. Yet, she continued calling out again and again, her voice slowly growing louder until the father and son could finally understand. She was calling for “Mom.”

She did not head towards the father and son but turned and walked in a different direction. Her movements were slow, each step seemingly requiring immense effort.

The father and son frowned. Before leaving, they had set fire to the bodies to prevent zombies from feasting on the corpses; now, even if she searched, she would be unable to find her ‘Mom.’