Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 75: Jenny
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Jenny. Braun walked carefully in the corridor, constantly looking for someone who could help himself. In order to improve her success rate, she had to dress herself up.
The original hair of Jenny was broken up and changed into a shawl. According to a social magazine, this can increase the charm of women and is a certain degree of sexual suggestion. She also painted herself a bit thicker with cosmetics she carried around, and torn up her expensive Chanel fashion.
The original black one-piece hip skirt became an ultra-short cheongsam ripped on both sides, a small white suit unbuttoned, half-open. The inside of the chest was removed, and the flesh-colored half-cup bra supported her double peaks, revealing a deep gully.
If it were in the past, Jenny would never do such a vulgar dress. She is a top student at the School of Journalism at New York University and the youngest columnist for the Wall Street Journal and the New York Times. She is born with a good eloquence and dreams of winning the Pulitzer Prize.
But now that everything has passed, I am afraid there will be no more Pulitzer Prizes. The media all over the world always want to make a big news, and now the big news really appears, but the media is finished.
When the cataclysm occurred, Jenny kept issuing press releases, but soon she found herself trapped in the disaster. Without food and water, the Internet has become unreliable, and even over time, several well-known media have stopped reporting.
What does this mean? It shows that the disaster is rapidly deteriorating, pulling everyone in New York City into an inescapable abyss. Jenny panicked uncontrollably. She hoped to get help from others, and the hope of getting help was getting smaller and smaller.
"Sir, can you help me?" Jenny found a strong man who squeezed her hair and even deliberately held her chest to make her look more attractive.
The strong man only looked at Jenny, and there was no movement. Many people here have been eating and drinking all day since the riot last night. Hungry is good, but the thirst is gone.
There is a sense of despair and confusion pervading the whole building. Except for those gangsters with many people, there are only a few security guards with some food and water. But there are many people staring at those supplies. A woman succeeded in getting some food and water by betraying her body, and then women who think that they have some appearance began to follow suit.
At the beginning, the security guards only needed a glass of water or a small box of cookies to bring a beautiful woman into a room. This drastic change made the proud Jenny. Braun stunned. She even used this material to write a press release about ugly human nature.
But the manuscript is of no use at all. Jenny finds itself in a dilemma-whether to sell itself in exchange for necessary food and drinking water, or in a sense of protection. Selling is to give up your dignity. If you do n’t sell, you are afraid to give up your life.
But when Jenny hesitated, even those security guards no longer gave up the last point of survival supplies. Everyone has realized that the disaster will only get worse.
Someone tried to escape, but the success rate was too low. Jenny saw a man running tens of meters out of the building and was shot dead. This scene made many people cry, including Jenny himself.
"Who can help me?" Jenny walked from the fifth floor to the ninth floor, and back from the ninth floor to the fifth floor. She asked almost everyone in this building except the tenth floor blocked by the gangsters.
"I still have children at home, and I need to go back to take care of her." Jenny's mood is getting lower and lower. She cries as she asks, tears and pleading can occasionally call attention to some people, but all are without exception. Indifferent eyes and shook his head and sighed.
"I beg you, my daughter is only eight years old and she is at home alone. She has no ability to take care of herself. The nanny I hired has already run away, and I am really worried about her." Jenny Weep until the tears are dry, but still useless. Everyone can't protect themselves, and nobody can care for her.
From one corridor to another, Jenny is also tired and thirsty. When weary, she walked from a corner and saw a person walking across. A brave, angry man striding forward.
There are no such people in the building.
"Mr., sir, please wait a minute." Jenny ran after her, and her shouting caught the other's attention. But the other party was not friendly, but pointed at her with a gun and sipped ‘back, I wo n’t help anyone. If you want to survive, you can escape from Manhattan and New York immediately after dark. As for whether you can succeed, pray to God! ’
The man is about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a combat uniform similar to a police uniform, draped over his body, and even covering his face with a helmet and a face mask. It is inexplicably scared to see it.
But Jenny doesn't stop there. As a reporter, she has a smart mind. She followed closely, as if grabbing the last life-saving straw, "Sir, can you tell me, where did you come from?"
"Incoming outside." The man didn't want to talk much, but was concise.
"Why are you coming in? Maybe I can help you?" Jenny was overjoyed to hear that the other party was willing to talk. She is a reporter, she knows how to communicate with people? No matter what the other party says, what they fear is that the other party does not say a word.
As the man stopped, Jenny stood up again and took his most attractive posture. She simply took off the bra, even slightly shaking her chest, teasing each other in the simplest way, "How do you like me? Maybe you will need me, whatever you want me to do?"
Jenny is confident that she is still a very beautiful woman, and she is the best no matter her figure or appearance. The man who usually wants to pursue her is calculated by ‘hit’. But the man in front of him did not have the anxiety she had imagined, but instead had sympathetic eyes in her eyes.
"Lady, please get dressed. I ca n’t really help you. Just listen to me if you want to survive, and get out after dark. Remember not to leave Brooklyn Bridge, leave New York in another way, and find a small town in the south. Life. "The man said a large call in a low tone.
If you change someone else, you will be sad, and you will leave. But as a reporter, Jenny. Braun has grasped the most important point in the man's words-the way the other party said to escape is actually very specific and very purposeful, which shows that the man in front of him knows the outside world very well. This is much better than a large number of at a loss in the building.
You must follow him, follow him anyway, and there is hope! Jenny. Braun rearranged her attitude. She straightened her underwear, put on her clothes, and even turned her hair back. She still closely followed the man in front of her and did not leave.
"Hey! I said I can't help you. I'm busy now, do you know?" The man watched Jenny and followed himself, shouting angrily.
"I will not hinder you, nor will I ask you for anything, I just want to follow you." Jenny. Braun lowered his posture, discussed with the other person in a very careful tone, and then reached out and said : "My name is Jenny. Braun, can we get to know you? Please."