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Chapter 181: Yunzhou Trip (2)

As Nan Shao had expected, the negotiations were not smooth. Meat Tower Chen had talked his head off but failed to get the other leader to agree to take them with him. However, they had cleared out the hotel after all. The mutant plants placed next to the hotel were still not dead. The people there were reasonable. Although they were unwilling to help, they did not arbitrarily expel them. They just asked all of them to go down and meet each other. They were probably on guard against them, which was also human nature.

"Damn it, we are all fat guys, why are they so lucky? They have all the brothers and women they want!" After reporting the result, Meat Tower Chen cursed angrily.

Zhang Yi looked at Nan Shao. Nan Shao understood and said, "The leader of the team is a dual-type mutant, one of which is earth-type, and the other is something I have never seen before, so I can't be sure what it is. These people should all belong to the same team, but there is a clear distinction between awakened and non-awakened people. Non-awakened people have a very low status and look more like slaves." It turned out that when Routa Chen was chatting with the other party, he had been silently observing the situation of the team. "There are 32 mutants, most of whom are of the four types of gold, water, fire and earth, and none of them have very special abilities. There are 13 mutants, and the rest should be ordinary people... It is not ruled out that there are people like Li Muran who I can't see."

"They don't have guns." Xu Jing added. People like her have the most venomous eyes. They can tell from a distance whether the other party is carrying weapons or not. This is very important to several people. Without guns, they are not invulnerable like mutant plants. Even if they are mutants, they can still fight.

After confirming this, they had nothing to hesitate about. The other party's request was not excessive. If they were in his place, they would also make such a request. No one would trust a group of people whose background they could not figure out to stay around at any time. After a few people packed up, they went downstairs with their backpacks and weapons. As soon as they left, someone flashed into the room they had stayed in and quickly searched it.

The first floor was cleared, leaving only a set of sofas, on which sat a black fat man who looked like an iron tower. This fat man actually had good facial features, but he was too burly, had a lot of fat, and his skin was dark and rough, which always gave people the feeling of a chieftain of a savage tribe. Especially at this time, there were several beautiful women around him, and a stern-looking bodyguard stood behind him. In comparison, Routa Chen, who was also a fat man, was indeed much more pitiful. It was not easy for him to have a woman he liked, but others still used him as a stepping stone. No wonder he felt jealous.

Seeing several people go down, the black fat man glanced over here carelessly, still sitting with his horse and golden sword without getting up, obviously not taking them seriously.

"Are there only a few of you?" he asked, his tone arrogant.

"Yes, yes, big brother, you see, there are only a few of us, and you have such a big team, it won't be a problem even if you take us, right?" Routa Chen smiled flatteringly, not giving up persuading. The

black fat man bared his teeth, and the beautiful woman next to him immediately handed him a lollipop. He bit it and chewed it up in two bites, leaving only a stick in the corner of his mouth, "I told you, I don't take outsiders into my team. Are there any superpowers among you? Mutated ones?" As he was asking, a man hurried down from upstairs and whispered something in his ear, and then he saw him wave his hand: "Okay, you go back, don't run around if you have nothing to do, otherwise don't blame others if something happens." He directly jumped away from the previous question.

Routa Chen wanted to say more, but was pulled by Shi Pengsan, so he had to touch his nose in dissatisfaction and follow the others back. When they were going up the stairs, they heard angry curses from upstairs, and along with the curses, there were sounds of things being smashed. Amidst the crackling noises, a tall and thin figure rushed out and hurriedly ran downstairs, but he missed a step and rolled down. Zhang Yi was quick and grabbed the man up.

When the man stood firm, everyone could see his appearance clearly. He had a messy beard, greasy hair, single eyelids, thick lips, and a look of sorrow between his eyebrows. He said thank you in an almost inaudible voice, then broke free from Zhang Yi's hand and left quickly, as if he was afraid of being contaminated by them.

Routa Chen angrily pouted, dissatisfied with the other party's ignorance.

When they returned to the room and closed the door, they relaxed. There were subtle signs of rummaging in the room. They had long expected that those people would search the place while they were away, so they were not surprised, let alone angry. Although they were not afraid of fighting, to be fair, they were still at a disadvantage in front of more than a hundred people on the other side, which was the main reason why they had to go down to meet the leader of the other side. And if they were much stronger than the other side, then it should be the black man who brought people to see them.

After all this time, it was already dark. They split up all the wooden furniture in the house that could burn and started a fire. Nan Shao went downstairs to find a pot. There was a pile of snow in the pot. There was little food, so it would be good to drink some hot soup. Throw the remaining dry food into the pot, boil it into a paste that can reflect a person's shadow, sprinkle some salt, and barely make a meal.

"Let's go get mutant plants tomorrow." Touching his stomach, Routa Chen smacked his lips and suggested. For them, a bowl of thin paste was not enough to fill their stomachs, let alone to get half full. If they put their hopes on finding food somewhere else, I'm afraid that what awaits them is starvation.

"That's it." Shi Pengsan rarely spoke up, and it seemed that he couldn't bear it anymore. He had acquired supernatural powers since the beginning of the apocalypse, and he was already strong, so he had never been worried about the next meal like this time.

"Okay, but I'm afraid I'll have to rely on Brother Shi San and A Shao." Zhang Yi smiled and responded, pouring half of the porridge in his bowl into Nan Shao's bowl, which was already empty. His action was so natural that no one thought there was anything wrong.

Nan Shao was stunned, looking at the extra porridge in the bowl, his eyes were inexplicably hot. In the past, he had only saved it for others, but he didn't expect that one day, someone would treat him like this. However, although he was touched, he couldn't eat the food with peace of mind. If he just gave it back like this, Zhang Yi would definitely not accept it. While he was hesitating, there was a knock on the door. It was a very light knock, as if he was afraid of being heard.

Several people looked at each other, and Shi Pengsan, who was closest to the door, got up and walked over to open the door. There were two people standing outside the door, one was a man who almost fell down the stairs and was saved by Zhang Yi, and the other was a teenager about the same age as Pei Yuan. Seeing the door open, the man shrank unconsciously, and then smiled awkwardly, his right shoulder moved slightly, and he wanted to say something but hesitated. Looking down along his right shoulder, Shi Pengsan noticed that the hand was holding a pack of biscuits and two bags of instant noodles.

Shi Pengsan didn't understand the purpose of the two people's visit, so he didn't say anything, so the man became more embarrassed, and even revealed a hint of humility in his expression, but just stammered and couldn't speak. The boy who came with him reached out and pushed him, and greeted Shi Pengsan with a smile: "Uncle, can we go in?"

Shi Pengsan was silent for a moment, and made way. So the two walked in one after the other. The young man put the biscuits and instant noodles in the man's hand on the glass low table in the room and said, "Thanks to you all, my uncle didn't get hurt before. If he really fell and got hurt..." At this point, he smiled, and his eyes revealed a lingering fear. "I don't know how to repay you. I'm really embarrassed to give out these little things, but we saved them with great difficulty. Don't despise them." "It's

just a small favor, you're welcome." Zhang Yi smiled and gently pushed Nan Shao's hand holding the bowl, urging him to eat quickly. Nan Shao had just consumed a lot of his superpowers, and a bowl of porridge was not enough to make him finish his meal. Unlike him, it doesn't matter if he skips one or two meals. "Is it okay for you to come here?" He asked immediately, motioning the two to sit down.

The wooden chairs and other things in the room had been dismantled, and there was no place to sit. The two were not picky, and like everyone else, they pulled a sofa cushion and sat down in front of the fire.

"It's okay. Brother Qiu and the others have finished eating and gone to sleep. They don't need us. We can do whatever we want during this time. As long as we don't make a big noise, no one will care even if we run outside without fear of death." The boy said with a smile. He seemed to love to laugh. He had been smiling since the first time we met.

Seeing him like this, several people liked him very much. After all, it was not easy to see a smiling face in the end times, so they chatted with him casually. They learned that his name was Gao Le, and his personality was very compatible. The man was called Jiang Shi. The two were not uncle and nephew, but because they were both non-awakened, they took care of each other, and their relationship was closer than many real uncles and nephews. This was also the reason why Gao Le came with Jiang Shi to express his gratitude.

It turned out that this convoy was just like what Zhang Yi and the others had seen before. There was a clear hierarchy between awakened and non-awakened people. The leader of the convoy was the fat black man named Luo Cheng. It was said that Luo Cheng changed his name after he became rich. He seemed to be called Luo Heizi, a coal boss. He had a few bodyguards around him. He was very arrogant. Fortunately, he awakened two types of supernatural powers, so he formed a team. This person was very obsessed with the Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties, and compared himself to the jade-faced silver-gunned Luo Cheng, which showed that he had no self-knowledge. Luo Cheng is definitely not a good person, as he has taken in a bunch of women and allowed his awakened people to bully ordinary people. However, he is not a bad person either, because both women and ordinary people follow him voluntarily, not out of coercion. At a time when many teams of superpowers no longer accept non-awakened people, he has left a way out for ordinary people, even if the way he accepts ordinary people is a bit strange.

"Can a superpower take in two or three ordinary people as servants?" Zhang Yi was surprised.

"Yes, the stronger the superpower, the more ordinary people they can take in. However, so far, except for Boss Luo who has five women, the most powerful superpower in the team has only taken in two people." Gao Le said with a smile, and then his smile turned into a bit mysterious, and there seemed to be some admiration. He lowered his voice and said, "Among the five women of Boss Luo, there are three superpowers. Isn't that amazing?"

"Xiao Le! Don't talk nonsense..." Jiang Shi couldn't help but want to interrupt the boy to prevent him from saying something out of his mouth.

Gao Le waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Uncle, you are just too cautious. Who is Luo Lao Da? How could he care about this? I think he would like us to help him spread the word!" Not to mention Luo Heizi, who loves to show off, even ordinary men, with so many beautiful women following them, including some with super powers, would probably be very proud and wish to let all the men in the world know about it.

Then, he ignored Jiang Shi and turned around to say to Zhang Yi and the others, "Now is different from the past. Even if we ordinary people can kill zombies, we still have no way to deal with mutant plants and animals. Without us, super powers can still live, kill zombies and mutant creatures. Without us, we can't go anywhere." So even if they have to become vassals of super powers, be ordered around like slaves, and be beaten and scolded if they are not satisfied, there are still many ordinary people who are trying their best to squeeze into the team with super powers, because no matter what, there will be someone to protect them, and the chance of surviving in the end of the world will be much greater.

Listening to the young man's mature words that did not match his age, everyone present could not help but fall silent. It was not until he asked a few people if they wanted to join the team and he could help find a solution that Zhang Yi spoke again.

"We are looking for people and can't stay in one place for a long time." Zhang Yi briefly explained his situation, which was a tactful rejection of his kindness, and then asked about Li Muran and Zhang Ruiyang.

"No." Gao Le shook his head, "It was just at the beginning of the end of the world that one or two children could be seen from time to time, and then basically no one under ten years old could be seen."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi felt a chill on his back, but he forced himself not to think too much. Then he heard Gao Le continue to say: "Uncle, don't worry, I will help you ask other people when I go back, maybe someone has seen it."

This is naturally the best. Zhang Yi hurriedly thanked him.

"It's just a few words, it's not a difficult thing to do, no need to thank. If you let me help you find it, there will definitely be no way." Gao Le waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

After talking for a while, the two said goodbye. Zhang Yi didn't want to accept their stuff at first, but Gao Le said, "We don't live on these little things. The convoy will distribute some food for every meal. I don't know you are in such a difficult situation. Otherwise, we can save some and bring it over. You can make do with it for one meal first, and we will find a way to get some more tomorrow morning." Obviously, he had noticed the plight of several people and didn't mean to turn a blind eye.

Having said that, it would be hypocritical to refuse again. Zhang Yi was no longer polite, but rejected their proposal to bring food the next day. In response, Gao Le didn't say much, but just waved his hand with a smile, and dragged Jiang Shi, who hadn't said a word from beginning to end, away. No one knew what he meant.

Chapter 182: Yunzhou Trip (3)

"I think he's here to get information." Pei Yuan suddenly said when only his own people were left in the room.

The others couldn't help but laugh. Routa Chen couldn't help but pat his head, "Not bad, you've made progress, kid, you can see that." Pei Yuan blushed and was still a little unconvinced.

"As long as there is no ill intention." Zhang Yi said with a smile. As for the other party's purpose, it didn't matter.

"Did Jiang Shi fall down the stairs on purpose?" Pei Yuan asked, still feeling a little uncomfortable. Compared with Gao Le, who was close in age, he seemed too simple and immature, still with some of the youth's straightforwardness and clear distinction between right and wrong.

"Probably not." Zhang Yi shook his head, paused, and added: "Even if it is, it doesn't matter. It won't affect us." Although he would occasionally make mistakes in judging people, he could still tell whether someone was malicious or kind.

Although he said so, they did not touch the things left by the two. In the end, Nan Shao drank the half bowl of porridge that Zhang Yi let him take, because Jie Chen and Pei Yuan also left some for Shi Pengsan.

"If you don't recover your superpowers, we're all done." This sentence made the two people's refusal disappear.

Out of precaution against Luo Cheng's convoy, the night watch was arranged for the two of them in the second half of the night, and the first half of the night was left for them to recover their superpowers. Zhang Yi and the other five were divided into two rounds, Routa Chen and Pei Yuan guarded the first round, and Zhang Yi and Jie Chen guarded the second round. Originally, because Xu Jing was a woman, she was not planned to keep watch, but she didn't appreciate it and took the initiative to follow Routa Chen and the others to guard the first round.

"There's a woman next to the surname Luo who has been watching you." Nan Shao came to Zhang Yi with a quilt and suddenly said.

"Really?" Zhang Yi was making a place to sleep, and he didn't care much when he heard it.

Nan Shao stopped talking, covered Zhang Yi's quilt with his own quilt, then took off his coat and squeezed into the same quilt with him. Zhang Yi was helpless: "I will wake you up later if I get up."

"It's okay, I'm recovering my superpowers, you won't wake me up." Nan Shao shook the crystal core in his hand and smiled.

Zhang Yi had no choice but to let him do what he wanted.

On the other side, Shi Pengsan had already wrapped himself in a quilt and started to absorb the crystal core, but Jie Chen did not sleep, but was meditating there with a quilt wrapped around him. Pei Yuan couldn't help it and pushed him: "Brother monk, what are you doing? Hurry up and go to sleep, it will be your turn later."

"I am practicing internal skills." Jie Chen said with his eyes closed, and his body fell to the side with Pei Yuan's push, and then returned to its original position, like a tumbler.

"Internal skills?" Pei Yuan immediately became energetic when he heard it. In his imagination, if he had internal skills, he would not be as powerless as he is now when facing mutant plants.

"Yes, this is the inner strength method passed down to my master by my master's grandmaster, and passed down to me by my master." Jie Chen muttered to himself, looking a little bit weird. Except for Pei Yuan, everyone else was doing their own thing and didn't take it seriously at all.

"Is it amazing? Brother monk, have you mastered it? How does it feel?" Pei Yuan asked hurriedly.

"Amitabha, I just started practicing today."

Pei Yuan choked and asked unwillingly, "Then your master and ancestor are both masters?" As long as Jie Chen said yes, even if it was just a legend that could never be confirmed, it would give him hope for the future.

"They haven't practiced it." Jie Chen shook his head, always following the precept of not telling lies.

Pei Yuan suddenly felt like he was being fooled, but he couldn't get angry in front of the monk with a serious expression. He was the youngest here, so anyone could tease him. In the end, he could only poke Jie Chen's bare head twice in revenge, and then turned around and walked to the window to guard under the teasing eyes of Routa Chen and Xu Jing. Jie Chen was still sitting there seriously, making the Zen Samadhi Seal with his hands, as if he was really practicing some profound skills. This time Pei Yuan ignored him and concentrated on guarding the night.

For those who are on guard, time passes very slowly, but for those who are tired after a day of sleep, it feels like it passes in the blink of an eye, as if they just closed their eyes and it was time to change shifts, forcing themselves to wake up immediately.

Zhang Yi replaced Routa Chen and the other two, walked back and forth in the room for a long time, and turned up the fire a little more, and then eliminated the feeling of being so cold that the bones were shaking. This is probably the most painful part of getting up on a winter night. The little monk was still meditating there, and he looked like a high-ranking monk, so Zhang Yi did not call him.

The night was very quiet, and the whole hotel seemed to be asleep. Only occasionally could one hear the footsteps and low conversations of the night watchmen of Luo Cheng's motorcade passing through the corridor. He walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out for a long time. Everything was very quiet. He breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to close the curtain and return to the fire to warm his cold hands and feet, a bright light suddenly reflected in his pupils. Although it was fleeting, it still made him stop.

After a while, the light flashed again, but it was much closer and clearer. Zhang Yi distinguished that it should be the lights of a speeding car. At the same time, he faintly heard a strange buzzing sound in his ears. It was not particularly obvious, so he could not tell whether it was the sound of a car or something else.

Traveling overnight? Zhang Yi frowned slightly, and a bad feeling arose in his heart, but he did not wake up the others immediately. He was only alert, and his attention was highly focused on the team of vehicles speeding on the highway. At the same time, he whispered to Jie Chen: "Little monk, come here."

Jie Chen was alert and opened his eyes. He couldn't tell whether he was asleep or in a trance. Fortunately, he didn't feel drowsy at all. He carefully put down the quilt. He thought he would be cold, but he didn't feel anything at all. His body was surprisingly relaxed. He grabbed the machete next to him and was about to walk towards Zhang Yi. Zhang Yi had already spoken again: "Trouble is coming! Wake them all up."

Jie Chen's heart skipped a beat. Before he could call, Nan Shao and others had already woken up alertly. However, Routa Chen and Pei Yuan, who had just laid down, slept more deeply, and he pushed them several times before they woke up.

"What's wrong?" Nan Shao asked. His supernatural powers had recovered almost completely, so he was not in a hurry.

Shi Pengsan, whose ability recovered faster than him, lifted the quilt, put on his coat, walked to the window, lifted the curtain and looked out. Before Zhang Yi could answer, the sound of brakes and hurried footsteps came up, accompanied by the sound that became like thunder due to the approach, as if knocking on people's hearts. Even Routa Chen, who was yawning, couldn't help but look serious and quickly tensed his nerves.

"Stop! Don't go any further!" A stern shout came from the building. Obviously, the people in Luo Cheng's convoy had also noticed the abnormality.

However, the newcomers completely ignored their warnings and slammed into the door. The people in the convoy were furious and immediately launched an attack. Those people seemed to be unaware of it. They only turned back to close the door and built a solid metal plate to seal the damaged and defenseless door. Even so, they were still a step slower. The screams suddenly came, but they only had time to make half a sound before they stopped abruptly. Under the light of the fireballs, lightning, ice and golden spears emitted by the members of Luo Cheng's team, it can be clearly seen that the last person running was swallowed by a ball of black fog, and not even a bone was left. Although it was only a blink of an eye, it still made them shudder and subconsciously stopped the attack.

Boom - a tongue of fire spurted out, rushing through the rising and condensing metal wall, burning the black fog chasing behind the people into ashes, and at the same time, it also caused most of the bodies of the two people closest to the black fog to burn. But no one noticed this, even the two people who were burned seemed to have no feeling, and they were only concerned with eliminating the black fog that came in. Until the door panel was completely sealed, someone sprinkled two streams of water to put out the fire, and then a healing psychic went over to heal them.

This group of people acted fiercely and decisively, ruthlessly and ruthlessly, which made the people in Luo Cheng's team look like a mob. Luo Cheng, who was awakened, stood on the stairs and looked at them with deep eyes.

"Where is your leader? Let him come out and talk!" A leader-like man stood up, looked around, ignored the hostility of the team members, and spoke arrogantly.

Luo Cheng laughed in anger. The other side only had 40 or 50 people, and most of them were injured. How dare they be so arrogant? Did they really think that he, Luo Heizi, was a good person?

"Before you look for Luo, shouldn't you explain your behavior first?" He took the lit cigarette handed to him by the woman next to him and put it in his mouth, and walked down step by step. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were very cold. Since he became rich, he has never been smashed by others like this. Today is the first time.

"There's no time." The man had no time to understand the aura that Luo Cheng deliberately created, and said in a hurry, "In less than an hour, this house will be eaten up and only the ground will be left. Our people need to hurry up to recover their abilities and heal their injuries, but there are not enough crystal cores. I hope you can provide some." There was a fire in the hall for the night watchers to keep warm. At this time, under the light of the not-so-strong flame, the man's dark eyes looked extremely sinister, which made people feel oppressed for no reason.

"What a joke! You brought those things here, and you still want Luo to help you?" Although Luo Cheng was a little scared by being looked at, he knew that he could not show weakness, otherwise his brothers would not be able to lead him.

"That thing is one kilometer long and covers the whole sky. Do you think you won't be targeted if we don't stop here?" The man's eyes showed a hint of irony. "You probably don't know that wherever they pass, no grass is left. Even mutant plants will be eaten cleanly. What's more, you have a group of living people with tempting fragrance. Now we only have two parties to cooperate, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."

Luo Cheng's face changed slightly. He wanted to accuse the other party of not taking this path, but there was no reason at all. He didn't say anything, but sat on the sofa in the middle of the room, crossed his legs, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing him like this, the man couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his lips. He knew that these people had not experienced the power before, so they dared to try to control him so leisurely. It was just now. If it were any other time, he would have raised his foot and crushed him into the soil. Just as he was about to speak again, something suddenly flew out of thin air. He subconsciously reached out to grab it and found that it was a plastic bag filled with a lot of crystal cores. He was stunned, and looked up at where the bag came from, and saw a handsome young man standing on the stairs, smiling at him kindly. There were several people following the man, some men and some women, some fat and some bald. Although some of them had cold faces, they generally did not show hostility to him. They should not be in the same team as the black man in front of him.

"We still have some crystal cores, and hope we can help a little." Zhang Yi said. They arrived one step later than Luo Cheng. Although they did not see the scene of the black fog devouring people, they knew that the situation was not good from the rustling and gnawing sounds coming from the walls around the hotel, like silkworms eating mulberry leaves. Now everyone is in the same boat, and it is also beneficial for these people to recover their combat effectiveness as soon as possible. So when they saw Luo Cheng still taking the crystal core, they were too lazy to argue with him. After discussing with Shi Pengsan and others, they took out the crystal core directly. Anyway, they have a lot of crystal cores, but not many people need them, so they are enough. As for whether they will lose face for Luo Cheng, who can care about it at this time.

Sure enough, seeing them interfering, Luo Cheng's face instantly turned ugly. But the other party was not his subordinate, and the timing was not right, so he really couldn't get angry, and could only make a big note of them in his heart.

Unfortunately, no one cared what he thought. The man who got the crystal core nodded slightly to the few people and said, "Thank you." Then he turned around and distributed the crystal cores. He kept two for himself, but did not start absorbing them immediately like the others, until Zhang Yi and the others came over.

"My name is Meng Zhan, and I am preparing to go to Zhongzhou with my people. Yesterday morning, we encountered something from outside in a tunnel more than 20 kilometers away from here. We originally had more than 500 people, all of whom were superpowers, but now there are only these few left. There was also a team that arrived at the same time as us, and they were all gone. The tunnel is more than one kilometer long, and it is full of these things. On the way, we hid in a house next to the highway, but they only took half an hour to bite through the roof." It turned out that he did not rest immediately because he wanted to tell Zhang Yi and others what happened.

Hearing this, not only Zhang Yi and the others, but even Luo Cheng, who was still worried about losing face, was shocked. He felt that the rustling sounds in his ears were like gnawing on his body. He couldn't help but get goose bumps and couldn't help asking: "What on earth is that thing outside?"

Meng Zhan glanced at him without any emotion in his eyes. He didn't turn his face away because he refused to take the crystal core. He said lightly: "Thumb-sized flying ants."

A kilometer-long cloud of flying ants.

Chapter 183

Song Yan, the underground resident, really has a way. He seemed to be very familiar with this place. Without asking anyone, he took Li Muran around and soon came to a street with almost no people, and then... went into the sewer.

Li Muran knew that China's sewers were small and narrow. Not to mention leaving, even if there were two heavy rains, all places would be in emergency and the city would become a river. But when she followed Song Yan down, she found that this sewer was unusually tall and spacious. Even Song Yan didn't need to bend down to walk in it. There was a cement passage built on the side of the waterway for sanitation workers to clean sewage and garbage. It was very dry. When the manhole cover was closed, the surroundings instantly became dark. Li Muran thought they would stay here for a night. Although her nose was filled with the unique stench of the sewer, she finally had a place to stay, so of course she wouldn't care.

Snap! A little fire lit up, and it was Song Yan who lit the lighter. Although he didn't smoke, he liked to carry a lighter with him. It was also fortunate that they would have been groping in the dark.

The faint flames dispelled the darkness of the netherworld, and the uncertainty in people's hearts dissipated a lot.

"Follow me." Song Yan glanced at Li Muran, who was about to sit on the ground, and said, loosening his thumb, the bean-sized flame went out, and the surroundings became pitch dark again.

Li Muran was stunned for a moment, and hurried to follow, without asking where to go. It seemed that since the first time they met before the end of the world, she always followed behind him, and gradually got used to it. But after walking for a while, she couldn't help but say: "Director, you don't have to push hard, I can see." It turned out that Song Yan was afraid that she couldn't see it, so he deliberately stepped heavily on the ground. The dull footsteps kept echoing in the dark sewer, which made people's hair stand on end.

Song Yan didn't answer, but the footsteps disappeared.

Except for the smell, the air in the sewer was not as stuffy as imagined. The two didn't feel short of breath after walking for a while, but it was connected in all directions. If you are not very familiar with it, you will definitely get lost in it. Song Yan only occasionally lit the lighter and shone it on the wall next to him, and then continued, basically without any pause.

Seeing that he was so confident, Li Muran could not help but feel a little hopeful. Maybe they would not have to spend the night in the sewer. However, just as this thought flashed through her mind, her outward spiritual power discovered something unusual. Before she could remind Song Yan, he had already stopped.

"Be careful, there are people ahead." Although Song Yan did not have the ability of Li Muran's spiritual extension, his ears and eyes were very sensitive. In addition, the sewer was extremely quiet, and the slightest noise could be heard from a long distance. However, he had not expected that there were people in the sewer. Could it be that Chang Lin had been so strict that he even had to inspect the sewer? His brows furrowed. Fortunately, Li Muran cleared his confusion in time.

"There are more than 20 people in total. It seems that they should live here."

Even so, it is better not to meet those people if possible. Who knows what will happen. But they happened to be on the drainage channel that Song Yan was going to take, and they could not avoid it. Song Yan thought for a moment and said, "Let's go closer and take a look." He was already here, so he was not willing to turn back. If he took another road, he would probably get lost here, so he had to take the risk.

After turning a corner, he saw the light of fire in the distance. When he got closer, he could see a row of simple sheds built close to the wall. The materials were mostly rotten wood, paper shells, textile bags, broken sofas and other waste materials. There were seven or eight sheds in total. Probably to save firewood, everyone was outside at this time, making a fire. In the endless darkness on both sides, it was like a floating ship drifting in the sea, and it would disappear without a trace if a big wave hit.

Song Yan observed carefully for a moment and found that those people were all pale and thin, like refugees. They lived here. I'm afraid that they either didn't have crystal cores to rent houses like them, or they were afraid of being exposed to the light. It seemed that their fighting power was very limited. Thinking of this, he motioned Li Muran to follow him, and then deliberately made his footsteps heavier. As expected, those people were like frightened birds. They quickly dismantled the shack, rolled up all their belongings, stomped out the fire in two or three steps, and then ran away. Their movements were neat and fast, which was quite comparable to the hawkers seen by the urban management before the end of the world. So the two of them passed that section of the road unexpectedly smoothly, but soon they found that there was a person following them.

Song Yan changed his mind and signaled Li Muran to continue forward, but he stopped where he was, just leaning against the wall of the passage. It didn't take long before the sound of light footsteps and breathing came closer. Just as a hand groped and pressed towards the wall where he was, he quickly grabbed the other's palm, twisted it, and pushed the person against the wall with his elbow, unable to move.

A short scream sounded in the darkness, followed by heavy breathing caused by pain. There is no superpower, this person is not a superpower. Although he had already made a judgment, after confirming it, Song Yan still secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Pah! The lighter lit up, revealing a thin face. On that face hung a pair of black-framed glasses tied with a rope. It was hard to tell his age.

"Why are you following us?" Song Yan asked coldly. Li Muran, who had already walked a distance, fell back and stopped just outside the range of the firelight.

"Who followed you? I can't go this way. You bought it..." The man had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but he was still stubborn and spoke as if he was walking on the street.

Song Yan snorted, and suddenly exerted force on the hand holding his four fingers. The man immediately screamed in pain, saying repeatedly: "I said, I said...be gentle, my hand is going to break...it's going to break..." Feeling the force holding him loosen slightly, he took a breath, "You are new here, right? Do you know that you have to pay respects? If you just wander around here, you will only run into our boss. If it's someone else, I'm afraid you won't know how you died. Hey, hey, let me go, I won't run away, I live here, why should I run away... Can't we sit down and talk it out, big brother? Oh, grandpa...I can call you grandpa, right? Do we have to do this?"

Since it has been determined that the other party is not a superpower, Song Yan will not force him too much. Hearing the begging for mercy, he let go. Of course, he is not afraid of people running away. Unless they have superpowers like Li Muran, it is not easy for superpowers to escape under his close watch.

"My boss's last name is Zhong. If you want to live here, you must go meet him first and give him something..." The man said while rubbing his painful palm.

Seeing that he was talking about this and that but not getting to the point, Song Yan could not help but snort again. The man, who was about to talk endlessly, stopped abruptly, smiled flatteringly, and finally turned to the main topic: "Aren't we fighting with the bastard surnamed Chou in the East District? I'm afraid you were sent by them, so Boss Zhong sent me to follow and take a look." As for whether he would take action after taking a look, he certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to say it.

"What's your name?" Song Yan asked. He turned off the slightly hot lighter, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

"Four Eyes... Ah Bah! No, I didn't Bah you, my name is Lu Pangpang." Perhaps because he felt that his nickname was really bad, he chose a name that was equally bad. "I'm from Changshi, Zhongzhou. Where are you from? You are so good at fighting, so you should come to our place. It's better than being a lapdog for those bastards. We are all the same people. Many people didn't do as well as us before. Why? Right, right, big brother."

This man was just a chatterbox. Song Yan became impatient and finally stopped him: "Answer whatever I ask. If you say one more word of nonsense, you don't have to speak anymore!"

So fierce! Lu Pangpang relied on the darkness that no one could see, grinned and made a face, and then said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, brother, don't worry, if I..." He braked the car in time and secretly wiped the cold sweat. Logically, he should have fled the moment the other person turned off his lighter, but for some reason, he didn't dare to move. He felt as if a wild beast was staring at him in the dark, and if he moved at all, it would pounce on him and eat him. He called this a sense of crisis, and he knew it was best to follow his instincts at such a time, so he didn't dare to move.

"Why do you live in this sewer?" Song Yan asked.

"What? You don't know? You don't know what you're doing here?" This time, Fatty Lu was not pretending to be surprised. In fact, he had various guesses about the origins of the two, but none of them was that they knew nothing about this place. However, after being surprised, he immediately reacted. In order to be able to talk freely in the future, he corrected his mistake in time. "Oh, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you now."

It turned out that although the management of non-awakened people in the imperial capital base was very strict, as long as there was a will, there would be loopholes to exploit. The biggest loophole in the capital base was the huge sewer under Changlin City, which was built before the establishment of the New China. So those ordinary people who wanted to live in the base, but had no familiar superpowers, and were unwilling to sell themselves into slavery, lived here. As for the managers of the base, they seemed to know nothing about it, because they had never encountered a crackdown. Although they were short of food and clothing, they lived relatively safely, which was probably related to the fact that they rarely caused trouble. Of course, there was nothing they could do about it. Because their food sources were very limited, they could still rob the ordinary people up there at the beginning, but after a few times, they would be on guard and would never carry food outside. And the stores that specialized in buying and selling food were guarded by supernatural beings, so naturally they had nothing to do. So, in addition to picking up food thrown away by others, they could only work illegally for others. However, these two things were not so easy to do either, because it was no longer like before the end of the world, when waste was everywhere. Now, unless they were the kind of people who had never been hungry since the beginning of the end of the world and had always lived a life of luxury and did not know the sufferings of the world, they would cherish food very much, and very few people would throw it away casually. As for working illegally, it was actually helping the ordinary people living up there to do things that they were unwilling to do. If they were lucky, they could get a few crystal cores or a little food. If they were unlucky and met a bad-hearted person, they would not get paid for their work, and they could not complain. But in any case, they would gain more than picking up rags. Even for such illegal workers, it is not easy to get them if you want to. Every time one is released, the parties will fight to the death.

"Didn't they say that the base has strict inspections and everyone must carry a certificate?" Song Yan asked. He didn't think these people had a certificate. Even if they had one before, they probably wouldn't dare to use it now.

As soon as he said this, Fatty Lu suddenly became quiet. He didn't want to interrupt him like he did at the beginning. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that you have guessed it. Yes, those of us either sneaked into the base or are escaped slaves. Some of them don't want to drag down relatives and friends... Those certificates are definitely unusable. We use fake certificates sold at high prices on the black market. Everyone tries to get one or two, and whoever goes up will carry them. Anyway, there is no photo to prove who is who."

It seems that the business of making fake certificates is always popular. Li Muran had this thought in his mind, and then he heard that Fatty Lu changed the topic, "Brother, you can find someone or a place, just give me an ordinary crystal core, or food, I guarantee that I can do it for you properly." This guy's brain turned quickly, and he started doing business again in a blink of an eye.

"No need." Song Yan said lightly.

"How about two biscuits, no, one will do." Fatty Lu was still not giving up.

"No, you can go now." After asking all the questions that should be asked, Song Yan was impatient to talk to him again, and said.

"This...Okay, brother, if you have any good things in the future, you must think of me. I'm here. When you come, just tell people to look for Four-Eyed Chicken." Adhering to the principle of not letting go of any opportunity, Fatty Lu gave another reminder before leaving, and still exposed the nickname he didn't want to say.

Four-Eyed Chicken? Li Muran felt that this name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while, until he turned into a fork in the road with Song Yan and called out.

"What's wrong?" Song Yan thought she had found out something again, so he stopped and asked.

"I remember, Brother Chen said he had a friend named Four-Eyed Chicken, and Brother Yi knew him too." Li Muran answered. It was raining heavily that night, and before they decided to leave the community, they discussed where to go, and Routa Chen mentioned Four-Eyed Chicken. Fortunately, she had a good memory, otherwise, after so long, how could she remember a casual remark made by someone at that time.

Chapter 184: Love in the Basement

"People with this nickname are everywhere." Song Yan paused and replied coldly, feeling a little unhappy, and not liking her mentioning those people.

Intuitively, he seemed to be completely uninterested in what she was talking about, Li Muran shut up tactfully, but secretly wondered in her heart, this Fatty Lu's hometown is in Zhongzhou Changshi, I wonder if he is the friend of Brother Chen. But even if he is, she seems to be unable to do anything. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, and could only put this matter aside for the time being.

After walking forward in silence in the dark for a while, Song Yan lit the lighter again, checked it back and forth, and finally stopped and said, "We're here."

Li Muran didn't find any difference between there and other places, until Song Yan asked her to check if there was anyone up there, she extended her mental power over there, and realized that it was actually the basement of a villa. There was no one, but it was full of things, food, clothing, and everything else, surprisingly complete.

"There are so many things..." She swallowed her saliva and couldn't help saying that she felt like she was hungry. After she finished speaking, she realized that Song Yan was not asking about this, and hurriedly said, "There is a basement above us, with a lot of supplies. There is no one inside, but the house is occupied. Those people are eating now." It was already dark outside, but people who could live in a villa in the imperial capital base naturally did not need to save on various expenses like ordinary people, and climbed into bed early.

After getting the answer, Song Yan no longer hesitated, and said to Li Muran, "Wait for me downstairs," and then he climbed up against the wall in a few whooshes. Li Muran was shocked, thinking to herself, could the director also know the legendary gecko wall-climbing skills? It was not until she carefully examined the wall that she found that there were some pits and bumps scattered on that wall, which seemed to be damaged by years of disrepair and moisture erosion. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, who would have thought that she could actually go up from here.

Song Yan didn't let her wait too long. Soon, there was a subtle sound of the stone slab being moved. A moment later, a little light appeared above, reflecting a square hole. Song Yan was lighting a lighter and sticking his head out of the hole, motioning her to go up. Li Muran took a deep breath, dug her fingers into the hole on the wall, and began to climb up. Compared with Song Yan's agility, she seemed much more clumsy, but fortunately she was able to climb up by herself without having to risk being scolded and asking Song Yan for help.

After she went up, Song Yan put the stone slab back to its original place. The stone slab was very heavy. If it was an ordinary person who had not received special training, it would not be easy to push it open when the body was half suspended in the air, which further reduced the possibility of the exit being discovered.

The basement was very large, more than 200 square meters, with a lot of things inside, but it was not messy, and was neatly classified. There was a walkway in the middle for easy access. The exit they came up from was behind the stairs leading to the upper floor. Fortunately, otherwise, once the stone slabs were piled with things, even if Song Yan was a superpower, he would be helpless.

Song Yan used a lighter to roughly check the situation in the basement, and then unceremoniously took a lot of things from the food pile and put them in his backpack. He also took two cans, four packs of biscuits and two bottles of water and stuffed them into Li Muran's hands. He took them very skillfully. Although he took out a whole backpack of things, it looked like nothing had been done at first. Li Muran didn't bring a backpack when he came out, and now he could only look at the things in the basement with envy. She remembered the cave full of supplies she saw in Wangyang Town, Ziyun County. They also only took some food to eat at the beginning, and the rest were reluctantly discarded because of the heavy rain and plant mutations. Thinking of this

, she suddenly became energetic. With her current superpowers, as long as she returned to the outside of Wangyang Town, it would be as easy as taking something out of a bag to get the supplies in the cave. But then she became depressed again. Now, let alone returning to Wangyang Town, she didn't know when she would be able to return to Beichen, which was closer.

Song Yan didn't notice her sudden depression. After taking her things, she found a place where piles of quilts were placed. After moving them a little, she made a space between two piles of quilts that could accommodate one person lying down. The quilt on the bottom layer was not moved, just right for cushioning. After turning off the

lighter, the two of them sat on the ground leaning against the quilts, silently and quickly sharing the food in Li Muran's hand in the dark.

"Go to sleep after you finish eating." Song Yan suddenly spoke.

Li Muran was stunned for a moment, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he said, "I'll guard the first half of the night, Director." After a day of running around, people who guard the first half of the night will suffer relatively speaking, because they can't rest early to restore their physical strength and supernatural powers. If they encounter any unexpected situation, they will have no chance to rest at all. As for guarding the second half of the night, it's just a little uncomfortable when they just get up. She was just a little intern in front of Song Yan, so she naturally had to take the initiative to undertake the more difficult and unskilled work.

"No need to keep watch." Song Yan said.

"But..." Li Muran hesitated, this was someone else's territory.

"Don't worry." Song Yan interrupted her. It didn't matter to him whether to keep watch or not. As long as there was a slight movement, even if he was sleeping, he would wake up immediately, so there was no need to waste manpower.

Okay. Li Muran didn't say anything more. Along the way, the two of them had developed enough trust. Knowing that since he dared to say so, he must have thought of a way to deal with it, so he didn't insist.

After eating, Song Yan crumpled the empty metal box and biscuit bag into a small ball and stuffed it into his backpack, and didn't throw it around as if he was afraid that others would not know. As for the sleeping place, Song Yan was impatient to push and pull with Li Muran, and directly stuffed him into the place he had made between the two piles of bedding, while he sat on the aisle outside and slept with his back against the bedding. In his opinion, women should always be more delicate, so he didn't let her sit on the ground like him.

Li Muran told her to be more alert when she lay down, but she was startled all day long, and because there were many things in the basement, it was not very cold, so she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. Of course, this was probably because Song Yan was outside. If it was Zhang Ruiyang and the other kids, or that unpredictable sick ghost, she would never dare to sleep so soundly. Unfortunately, she was still woken up by shaking in the middle of the sleep.

After all, she was used to being alert. Even if she had slept soundly before, she woke up immediately after being shaken like this. Just when she was about to ask what was going on, she found that her mouth was covered. For a moment, her hair stood on end, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her back in the cold weather. It was not until she judged from the breath that it was Song Yan who was covering her that she relaxed slightly. At the same time, she heard footsteps. Although the other party deliberately made them light, it was still very obvious in the quiet surroundings.

They were walking towards them. Li Muran's muscles that had just relaxed tensed up again, and her mental power extended outward. As soon as she saw that it was a man and a woman, she was pushed in by Song Yan. She sat up and backed out with her hands on the quilt. Song Yan stuffed his backpack in and backed out immediately. At the same time, he stretched out his hands to pull the front of the quilts on both sides to the middle, trying to cover up the obvious gap as much as possible. Originally, there was only enough space for Li Muran to sleep alone. Now two people squeezed in at once, plus a bulging backpack. Song Yan's figure was very tall, so he had to step over the backpack and stick close to Li Muran before he could barely pull the quilts on both sides together. Even so, there was still an obvious gap.

The light of the flashlight shone on the aisle here. Song Yan's heart sank slightly, and he couldn't help but feel murderous. If he was really discovered by the other party, he would have to kill him.

The two were lucky. When they were about to reach the hiding place of Song Yan and his friends, they stopped. Then there was a strange rustling sound, as if they were fighting. Then, with a snap, the flashlight fell to the ground and rolled away. The beam of light came straight over, projecting the crossed calves of the two people in the light, forming a strange shadow.

Li Muran, who was still silently paying attention to their movements, suddenly withdrew his mental power, his face was burning, and he cursed in his heart. Song Yan's body was also stiff. Although he did not have the ability to use mental power to explore like Li Muran, he could imagine what the two were doing just by the sound transmitted. If he was alone, he would not think it was a big deal. He had encountered more restricted ones before. But there was a big girl behind him, and the two of them listened to the live porn together. This taste was too subtle.

The sound of clothes rubbing against each other, the sound of panting, the sometimes high and sometimes low moans, and the unique sound of water splashing during physical combat, in the darkness that even the flashlight beam could not illuminate, formed a picture of lewdness and absurdity. The piles of bedding were shaken by the collision, making Song Yan and his partner, who were hiding in the bedding, very embarrassed. But the couple seemed to think it was not enough, and they actually pulled a quilt from the top and spread it on the ground, and then rolled on it. Because of the change of posture, their bare calves and feet were exposed from time to time.

With Song Yan blocking in front, Li Muran naturally couldn't see this, but even so, her face was still as hot as smoke, and she dared not move, and as for breathing, she tried her best to suppress it. Fortunately, it was cold, and she and Song Yan were wearing very thick clothes. If it was the hot summer before the rainstorm, I'm afraid they wouldn't know how to deal with it in such a situation with thin clothes sticking to each other. Song Yan was fine at first, but maybe it was because of her nervousness that his body became a little tense. As time passed, the light of the flashlight gradually became dim, and finally the battery ran out, covering everything in darkness. He breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, it was always annoying to watch. And without the light, the possibility of the two being exposed was reduced.

The two of them were really desperate, and they went on and on for several times before finally calming down. Li Muran was numb after listening to it, and thought they were finally leaving, but they were lying there talking.

"You are here with me, aren't you afraid that your dear brother Jing will find out?" The man laughed, his voice hoarse and sexy. From what Li Muran had discovered before, this person looked very ordinary, but his voice could really arouse a woman's sexual desire.

Sure enough, when she heard his voice in the dark, the woman moaned and clung to him again, saying coquettishly, "What is there to be afraid of? He is now bewitched by those two little vixens, how can he still want me? Although he is a yellow-level warrior, I also have two-series superpowers. Whenever he sees a good-looking woman, he likes to flirt with her like a sister, and he wants me to keep her for him. There is no such good thing in the world." Although she said so, she had to hide secretly when meeting with the man, which shows that she was just being stubborn, or maybe she was reluctant to part with her dear brother Jing in her heart.

The man naturally understood, but did not expose her, just said, "The twins are really lovely, and it's rare that they are both superpowers. No wonder Jingcheng is heartbroken."

"Why, are you jealous? Do you want me to help you find a way to get them? Don't look at how Qiao Jingcheng pampers you now, maybe he will get tired of you in a few days." The woman said sourly.

"Having you is enough for me." The man smiled, hugged the woman, turned over and pressed her under him. But after a short break, he was majestic again, and he was really gifted in this aspect.

Chapter 185 The Ambiguity Gradually Developed

The woman said a few words coquettishly, half-pushed and half-accepted, and then rolled around with him. This time, it was not known whether it was because the woman's lover or the twins were mentioned, in short, both of them were very excited, and the noise they made was much louder than before. Li Muran had just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard the sound, his stomach couldn't help but churn, and he wanted to vomit on them. She had just rested for a while, and her supernatural power had recovered a lot. It was still possible to use it once, but she didn't dare to waste it. After all, according to Song Yan's meaning, they should clean up the traces of their stay here before leaving, so as not to arouse suspicion, so that the hole leading to the sewer was discovered. If she rashly used her supernatural power, it would be bad to cause trouble. So, it's better to endure it. Anyway, she had endured it for so long at the beginning, and it didn't matter if it was more than ten minutes or half an hour.

Unlike her, Song Yan's focus fell on the yellow-level warrior. He had a special family background, and he had some knowledge of some special departments of the country and hidden families before the end of the world. As far as he knew, the yellow-level warrior was a level of the martial sect. As for the specific situation of Wuzong, he didn't know, because the people of this sect were said to be subject to some kind of restrictions. Warriors above the Xuan level were not allowed to walk outside, and most of the warriors who walked outside were also anonymous and never revealed their identity as Wuzong practitioners. He had seen a yellow-level warrior, who was the one who had always stood behind the top boss. He looked to be in his forties. No one had ever seen him take action, so it was impossible to figure out his depth. This time, all nine bosses died, so I don't know what the ending of this person was. In addition, it is now the end of the world, and I don't know if those people in Wuzong have been affected, and whether they are still subject to the same restrictions as before.

"This time, Wuzong is recruiting disciples. I don't know if they want those who have not awakened." At this time, the man's hoarse voice sounded again, talking about the topic that Song Yan was interested in.

"I heard that they are recruited according to qualifications, but awakened people must have an advantage..." The woman panted and answered, and then her voice rose slightly, "Why, are you interested? There is an age limit there. Not to mention you, even if that pair of little sluts want to learn, I'm afraid there is no way." Speaking of the twins, the woman had a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"No, it's a child left behind by my relative, not even fourteen years old. This is my only relative, and I can't watch him end up like other ordinary people." The man said while trying to please the woman. "Well

, what's the big deal? I'll talk to Qiao Jingcheng tomorrow. He has been focusing on those two bitches recently, and he must feel indebted to the rest of us. He should pay more attention to what I say now."

The man was overjoyed when he heard this, and suddenly thrust deep, causing the woman to cry out. "Niannian, you're so good!" As he said this, he worked harder.

"Then how are you going to thank me?" The woman laughed softly, with a slight tremor in her voice.

"I'm all yours, and you can do whatever you want..." The man answered with a pun.

What followed was all obscene words, and there was no more valuable information. Fortunately, the two did not plan to do it here until dawn. After this round, they each fumbled to put on their clothes and left. After putting on their clothes, the two did not talk again, just like when they came. The

basement door was gently closed and locked, and the footsteps faded away. Li Muran and Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but then they fell into great embarrassment. Song Yan pushed aside the bedding and walked out. A fishy and obscene smell suddenly rushed into his nose, almost making him vomit. He lit the lighter and noticed that the bedding on the aisle was thrown away casually, and it was covered with white dirt everywhere. The flashlight that had run out of power was still lying quietly not far away. The two people didn't clean up at all before leaving. Maybe they didn't bring other backup lighting, or more likely, the key to the basement was with one of them. Song Yan had some mysophobia to begin with, and seeing this, he felt nauseous again. He turned his head away and turned off the lighter at the same time. Unexpectedly, there was a muffled sound behind him, accompanied by a cold wind, as if something was hitting him. His subconscious thought was to avoid it, but then he reacted and turned around to catch it. As a result, he was a step too late, and his hand just slipped over Li Muran's head. Because she had short hair, she didn't dare to hold it firmly. When she changed her hand to support him, her head had already hit his lower abdomen. Although she grabbed his clothes in a hurry to stop herself from sliding down, her face still rubbed against his most sensitive and vulnerable part. Song Yan was startled and quickly changed from supporting to grabbing. He grabbed her vest and lifted her up.

"I... my legs are numb..." Li Muran barely stood firm with his support, and said embarrassedly. In the dark, she didn't know where she hit, so she was just embarrassed because of her fall. Otherwise, she probably wanted to find a hole to crawl into, and she couldn't say anything.

In fact, it wasn't just her legs that were numb. She had been standing for too long, and she didn't dare to move at all for fear of making any noise. She also tried to lean back so as not to get too close to Song Yan, which resulted in her whole body being stiff. When she came out, she forgot that there was a bag in front of her that wasn't small, so she tripped as soon as she raised her leg.

Song Yan coughed, and after making sure that his voice was normal, he said lightly, "Let's go to another place." Fortunately, he was wearing thick enough clothes and it was dark enough here. For a moment, he thought with great relief.

Li Muran responded, wiped his sweat silently, turned around and dragged out the bag that had tripped over. Song Yan lit the lighter again, quickly restored everything to its original state, and erased the traces of the two staying here. Looking back, she saw that Li Muran had already put the bag on her back, and was raising her hand as if to cover her nose. When she saw him looking over, she quickly put it down again, but her face turned red uncontrollably, and it was obvious that she had also smelled the smell. A strange feeling passed through his mind, and he lowered his eyes, raised his lighter and walked around her to lead the way.

The two did not leave the basement in the end, but moved to the back of the stairs, which was where they came in, and spent the night there. During this period, the two hardly talked unless it was necessary. A strange atmosphere permeated between them, and it was hard to tell whether it was awkward or something else.

When the sky was slightly bright and the curfew was lifted, the two finally left the basement that made them uncomfortable and appeared on a street where no one had passed by. After a night, Song Yan had returned to normal, but Li Muran's expression was still a little unnatural. Song Yan just pretended not to see it, and let it go as it should be. Gradually, she let go. At least, that was the case on the surface.

With a bag of food on her back and the experience of last night, Li Muran didn't want to stay in the Imperial Capital Base anymore, but Song Yan seemed to have something to do, so she had to follow him. Song Yan used two biscuits to exchange for the specific situation of the base from a boy who came to solicit customers on a tricycle. In the end, he felt that it was too stingy to take two biscuits, so he threw the whole unopened bag to him. The boy was so happy that he said that he often ran all day without a pack of biscuits, so he insisted on sending them a ride.

"We usually eat this, and I came out to earn some snacks for my sister." The boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, about the same age as Fu Dan, but he looked much more cheerful, probably because he had a sister. He took out half a black and yellow steamed bun from his arms and showed it to the two of them, then carefully put it back. This is his lunch, and he would go hungry if he threw it away. "This is what Uncle Chen got, he didn't want it himself, and gave it all to me and my sister. When I grow up a little bit, I will go out with Uncle Chen to kill zombies and earn crystal cores, and then we won't need him to help us." It turned out that the Imperial Capital Base was pretty good to the psychics. As long as the psychics joined the team, they could go to the relevant departments to get twenty kilograms of food every month. This amount of food was not enough for the psychics' appetite, and they were not afraid that they would slack off because of this, but for the psychics who were with ordinary people, it could relieve their pressure.

"Uncle Chen is a friend of my father. He has no relatives in his family, so he brought us brothers and sisters into the base..." The boy rarely met two people who were willing to listen to him, so he spoke a lot unconsciously. When he reacted, he felt embarrassed. "The superpower level identification center you are going to is almost here."

It turned out that the Imperial Capital Base had a preliminary classification of superpowers. Due to the inability to use many high-tech instruments and the fact that it has only been a year since the end of the world, the superpowers' abilities have been limited, but they are indeed gradually improving. At least in the next few years, there is no way to determine the limit of the improvement of various superpowers, so the classification is not so rigorous and complete, and it can only be supplemented and improved in the future. Therefore, although the base has established a superpower level identification agency, few people are interested. For superpowers, being able to kill zombies and deal with mutant creatures is serious, no matter what level you are.

"The levels of supernatural powers are divided according to the Wuzong method, in order of heaven, earth, black and yellow, dragon, tiger and eagle. In the eyes of ordinary people, the three levels of dragon, tiger and eagle are top masters, but in the Wuzong, they are just entry-level. In their eyes, they are laying the foundation. These three levels are further divided into blue, white and yellow sections, with blue being the lowest and yellow being the highest. Only when you enter the yellow level can you barely rank in the Wuzong. From the yellow level upwards, each level is divided into three stages: low, medium and high. I heard that after entering the heaven level, it is equivalent to being half a god and can fly on a sword. However, the Wuzong does not seem to have any heavenly masters. The highest is the earth level, which the sect master and several elders all have." Speaking of Wuzong, the young man's eyes were full of admiration and longing. Every young man has a martial arts dream in his heart. Now everything that only exists in martial arts novels has suddenly appeared in real life. How can he not yearn for it. "The superpowers are also divided in this way. I heard that so far, no one has reached the yellow level. The most powerful Major General Han is only at the Qinglong level. I heard that someone suggested issuing badges to superpowers according to their levels, such as Qingying, Baiying, and Huangying, using bronze, silver, and gold. It's cool to think about it. But it was rejected." At this point, the boy looked regretful.

"What does the superpower organization use to determine the superpower level?" Seeing that he would never stop talking, Song Yan had to interrupt him.

"I don't know about this. Ordinary people can't go in. I will send you to the place, and you can only wait at the door." The boy shook his head and said.

Song Yan didn't really want to know his superpower level from this imperfect organization, but he wanted to know what they relied on to identify it. If possible, he would naturally learn it and give it to his subordinates when he returned. Maybe he could even urge them to work hard to improve their superpowers. Where there is a level, there is comparison. Only with comparison can we make rapid progress.

"What are you waiting for us for?" Song Yan felt that the child was a bit like ox-sticky candy. Once you stick to it, you can't get rid of it, but he didn't hate it either.

"Aren't you going to rent a house? And which supernatural team are you going to join? I know a little about these..." The young man patted his chest, looking like he was taking on a lot of responsibility. Before he could finish his words, the crowd and vehicles in front of him suddenly moved to the sides of the road. Before he could see what was going on, he hurriedly followed the crowd and rode his tricycle to the side of the road. At the same time, he turned back to explain to Song Yan and the others, "The most important thing when walking in the base is to keep close to others, so that you are less likely to bump into powerful people." I didn't expect that at such a young age, he already had his own way of survival.

Chapter 186: Wu Zong's Madness (1)

A group of people walked along the automatically cleared street. Most of them wore retro long gowns with wide sleeves and front openings. Their gowns fluttered as they walked, giving them a sense of immortality. The leader's gown was khaki, while the rest were all white, with eagles, tigers and dragons embroidered on the front to distinguish them. A few others were dressed like ordinary people. The group of people walked and laughed as if no one was around. They ignored the respectful behavior of passers-by, or perhaps they were used to it. Unexpectedly, just as they were about to pass by, a red light suddenly shot out from behind one of the women and rushed towards a person who was walking on the side of the road.

The person walked on his own, not stopping to stand respectfully like the others, but also walked carefully along the outside of the crowd, not daring to go to the road, for fear of sudden disaster. Judging from the description, this person should be someone who has been walking outside the base for a long time. He looks very capable and has a bit of a fierce aura. Even in the base, he did not relax his vigilance. When he felt something attacking, he immediately dodged and drew his weapon to block it. But even so, he was still a step slow. He only felt a strange fragrance, and a flame-like red shadow fell on his raised hand. At the same time, his arm was numb and he lost consciousness. With a bang, the weapon fell to the ground. He thought it was not good. Just as he was about to use his superpowers, he found that his whole body was numb, as if he was frozen. Not to mention using superpowers, it was difficult to even move a finger. He was shocked. Just when he didn't know what he had hit, a strong light suddenly appeared out of nowhere and fell heavily on the red trembling like a flame on his arm. After a short period of blindness, the feeling of being imprisoned disappeared. Before his eyes could see again, a woman's angry scream rang in his ears.

Everything happened in just a dozen seconds. In the eyes of many people, that was not enough to make them dazed. However, they saw with their own eyes that the originally strong man turned into half a skeleton in the blink of an eye. The cause of all this was a giant butterfly with half of its wings as gorgeous as a phoenix with fire and the other half as ugly and dry as the dark death. If this man was not far away from Song Yan and the others, if Song Yan had not acted in time, perhaps this man would have turned into a complete skeleton.

The man was finally able to see things, but soon he screamed in fear. Obviously, he had discovered his abnormality. Everyone turned away involuntarily. It was not easy to survive in the end times. Who could bear this unprovoked disaster? This man was probably useless.

"Who? Which bastard killed my Xiaodie?" At this moment, a woman's voice of shock and anger suddenly sounded, with a strong murderous intent that made people tremble with fear.

"A mutant creature dared to attack people in the street, who can't kill it?" Hearing this, Song Yan stretched out his hand and gently pressed Li Muran's shoulder, suggesting that she should be careful, then slowly got out of the car, stood proudly on the ground, and asked in a sharp tone. After a pause, he threw out a few words with a loud voice: "I killed it."

Li Muran saw him move, and immediately followed him, then shrank behind him, quietly stretched out his hand, grabbed the back of his clothes, and prepared to take people away immediately if the situation was wrong. But in the eyes of others, she thought she was scared. Well, the other party had such a big background and there were so many people, she was indeed scared.

Noticing her movements, Song Yan frowned, feeling unhappy for her cowardice of wanting to escape when encountering trouble, but his face softened unconsciously for a moment, until he faced the group of people again, and then he returned to his coldness again.

The woman who spoke before was only in her twenties, wearing a white shirt with wide sleeves and a front opening embroidered with a blue dragon, with an ordinary appearance, and holding a long sword in her hand. Seeing that Song Yan had no regrets at all, she immediately flew into a rage, "How dare you!" She shouted loudly, and wanted to draw her sword to attack, but was suppressed by the yellow-clothed man in front of her with a wave of his sleeve.

"This brother is right, it is indeed our fault." The yellow-clothed man said.

"Senior brother! It was obviously him..." The woman probably didn't expect her senior brother to say this, and her eyes were red with grievance, and she looked at Song Yan with even more resentment.

"Shut up!" The yellow-clothed man scolded, and then looked at Song Yan, and then turned to the injured man, but explained gently: "This brother should have fire ability, and the level is not low. The ghost beauty chases fire, so he lost control for a while and almost killed the brother. It is indeed our fault." As he spoke, he walked over and stopped in front of the strange butterfly corpse on the ground that was scorched by Song Yan's lightning. He didn't see how he moved. Everyone only felt a flash of sword light in front of their eyes, and the next moment, a thumb-sized fiery red crystal core was quietly lying in his hand.

"This should be of great benefit to your ability. Please accept it as compensation." He grabbed the man's hand and put the crystal core into his hand. As if afraid that the man would refuse, he said, "That evil beast wanted to take your crystal core. If you absorb its crystal core, you can relieve your hatred." The injured man was originally

terrified by his own changes. He thought that he would be worse than an ordinary person in the future. Even if his ability was still there, no team would accept him. He was confused and angry for a while, and he didn't hear what others were saying at all. It was not until the last sentence of the yellow-clothed man that he seemed to wake up suddenly. His hand tightened suddenly, and he grabbed the fiery red crystal core tightly, as if he wanted to crush it. He looked up again, his eyes were red, and his hateful eyes swept straight to the group of people still standing in the middle of the street.

"Now that the damage has been done, a small crystal core is naturally not enough to make up for it. I am Wu Zong Lu Lin, and I can have a few words in the sect. Brother, why don't you follow me back to the sect. There are medical experts in my sect who may be able to treat your injuries. Even if they cannot completely restore you to your pre-injury state, there are a vast number of martial arts in my sect, and there must be a technique suitable for you."

The people who originally thought that a crystal core would send him away immediately disappeared after hearing the sincere words of the man in yellow. Some even began to envy the injured man, wishing that it was themselves who were attacked by the mutant butterfly. Wu Zong, that's not something that everyone can enter.

The injured man seemed to be a little tempted. He looked at Lu Lin, and then turned to the group of people in the middle of the road. However, his expression soon paused, lowered his eyes, and said indifferently: "No need." After that, he turned around and left. However, because most of the muscles on one side of his body were missing, he fell to the ground as soon as he took a step.

Lv Lin rushed forward to help him, but he was thrown away. He tried several times but failed to stand up again. In the end, he simply gave up and crawled away with one hand and one foot.

"Hmph! You don't know what's good for you!" Seeing that he didn't give Lv Lin face, some of Wu Zong's group of people couldn't help but scold him in dissatisfaction, and then stopped when Lv Lin looked over.

The other onlookers also felt that the man didn't know how to seize the opportunity, and they all felt sorry for him. At the same time, they felt that Lv Lin was very graceful. As for the mutant butterfly hurting people for no reason, it was downplayed unconsciously, and no one thought about whether the woman who carried the mutant butterfly around should be punished.

Lv Lin looked at the man who disappeared on the corner of the street, couldn't help but sigh, retracted his gaze, looked at Song Yan, and clasped his fists: "I don't know what to call this brother? Thanks to you today, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

"Song Yan." Song Yan said lightly, without false courtesy. He thought that this person's solution was the best, but if the man didn't accept it, there was nothing he could do. But he would not comment on his feelings towards Lu Lin. In short, he did not want to make friends with him.

"Brother Song's thunder ability is very powerful. I admire it! I hope I can see it again in the future!" Lu Lin said politely, and then he clasped his fists again and left. His movements were quite ancient. I wonder if it was because this sect had been hidden for too long.

Song Yan noticed that several people who left with Lu Lin cast unfriendly eyes at him, especially the woman. He did not care. He turned around and pulled Li Muran out from behind, and taught her a lesson with a stern look: "Since you call me the director, shouldn't you stand in front to defend me when there is danger? Why do you keep shrinking back?" This was just a joke. He knew how powerful Li Muran was, but he really couldn't stand the cowardly behavior of this girl who wanted to escape before the fight started.

Li Muran's face flushed and she was speechless. She wanted to say with confidence that she was only responsible for safety, not for charging into battle, but she knew that she would definitely be criticized if she said such words, so it was better not to say it.

Seeing her red face, Song Yan felt itchy to touch her, but he thought of what happened last night for no reason, and suddenly he didn't dare to do anything too extreme. In the end, he just poked her forehead covered with messy hair, and said with disdain: "Your hair is so ugly with this cut!"

Good-looking can't be eaten. Li Muran muttered in his heart, but didn't dare to talk back.

Perhaps he felt that he had bullied people enough, Song Yan turned around and got on the tricycle, but was suddenly slapped on the shoulder by a big slap.

"Why don't you leave the base quickly, where are you going?"

Chapter 187: The Madness of Wu Zong (2)

With Song Yan's current abilities, it was almost impossible for someone to slap him on the shoulder without him noticing. The only explanation was that this person was better than him and had no ill intentions. He was stunned and turned around.

He was a man with no special features, of medium build, with a weathered face, like the masses after the end of the world. He might not be found in a crowd.

Song Yan carefully identified his face and regretfully found that he had no impression of him, or perhaps this person was in his lost memory.

The man saw his reaction and frowned, "I am Dongfang, what happened to you?" At the end, he changed his words: "Forget it, this is not the place to talk, follow me." If you

are not familiar with him to a certain extent and have a very good eye, you will never be able to tell that he is different from him because of a subtle expression. In a flash, Song Yan had made a decision. Just as he was about to greet the boy on the tricycle, the man named Dongfang said again: "It's better for this little guy to come along."

He didn't know what he was up to. Song Yan couldn't make a decision for the boy. He turned around to ask for his opinion. Unexpectedly, after seeing Song Yan's skills, the boy admired him greatly and nodded and agreed when asked. Song Yan was helpless, but he knew that the other party must have a purpose for asking the boy to come along, so he didn't say anything more.

It was a bit difficult to squeeze three people on the tricycle, so Song Yan and Li Muran simply didn't get on it and walked with Dongfang. The boy rode a tricycle and followed them slowly. The group didn't walk far. When they turned the corner, they saw the injured man leaning against the glass door of a building. It seemed that all the vitality in his body had been sucked away, and his eyes were dull and dead. Originally an outstanding superpower, he became a useless person in the blink of an eye, unable to even walk. No matter who it was, it would be difficult to bear this result.

"Brother, where do you live? We'll give you a ride." Dongfang walked over and said. I didn't realize that this guy was nosy.

The man didn't respond for a long time, as if he didn't hear what he said. Dongfang seemed very patient and asked twice more. The man finally focused his unfocused eyes and fell on him.

"Where to? Where else to go..." The man muttered and suddenly smiled, because half of his face was just skin and bones, and the other half was still like a normal person, looking very scary and indescribably desolate.

Seeing this, several people felt a little uncomfortable, and the boy's yearning for Wu Zong also faded a lot. After all, in the boy's heart, martial arts and chivalry are connected. The greatest chivalry is for the country and the people, but the style of Wu Zong's group is obviously contrary to this. If he could accept giving way to Wu Zong when he met him on the road, and even felt that the other party was very impressive, then today's scene was completely beyond his cognition. Not to say that he changed his view of Wu Zong all of a sudden, but he was still a little disappointed.

"If you don't have a place to go, just follow me." Dongfang said, and then without waiting for the other party to answer, he walked over and carried the man, put him in the tricycle, and said to the boy, "Boy, I leave it to you."

The boy sighed, and seeing that someone was willing to help the man, he could also help a little, and the discomfort in his heart was immediately relieved a lot. Song Yan couldn't understand Dongfang a little bit. You know, now it's different from before. Even he didn't dare to take back a stranger who was almost completely useless. After all, he still had to be responsible for those who followed him. But doubts are doubts. Before he figured out the other party's identity, he wouldn't ask.

Dongfang took them around and soon entered an ordinary community and then an ordinary residential building. Seeing that he was not taken to any strange place, the boy's nervous mood relaxed slightly. It turned out that although he agreed to come, he was still on guard in his heart, just waiting to find an excuse to slip away when he saw that the situation was not right.

Dongfang didn't ask anyone for help. He carried the injured man to the second floor and took out the key to open the door.

"Why are you back? Hey, what are you doing..." A questioning voice came from inside, and it was obvious that there were other people in the room. Hearing this voice, Song Yan couldn't help but feel that it sounded very familiar.

"Guess who I met?" Dongfang answered, with a hint of ease in his voice that he didn't have outside. It was probably because

he was in his own place and was much more casual. "Who is it... Oh, fuck, Song Er, you kid are not dead!" Seeing Song Yan coming in later, the man who was originally lazily lying on the sofa suddenly jumped up, rushed over and gave him two shoulders.

"Shen Chi?" Song Yan recognized this person at a glance. Although he still didn't remember Dongfang, he was sure that the other party should be someone he knew. Shen Chi, who grew up in the same compound as him, later became his brother Song Ting's subordinate, and the two had a close relationship.

"Hey, Song Er, how can you favor one over the other? You even remember Shen Chi, the bastard, but you forgot me?" Dongfang carefully put the injured man on the sofa, and turned his head and said unhappily.

"Something happened..." Song Yan rubbed his forehead and didn't want to say more for the time being, "Where's my brother? Why are you living here?" With Shen Chi's identity and his brother's power, even in the end of the world, they shouldn't live in such an ordinary community.

"The leader doesn't like some of the current practices of the base, and doesn't want to focus on dealing with the same kind, so he took people away a long time ago, leaving only us... This matter can't be finished in a short time, and I don't have time to talk to you about this now. You have offended Wu Zong and those people, you must leave the base immediately, otherwise you can't leave." Dongfang said, then turned to Shen Chi and said: "Go and call Hu Zi up, I have someone here, see if he can be treated. In addition, let someone quickly prepare a car to send Song Er and the others away."

Shen Chi's face changed when he heard the word Wu Zong, and he didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, and immediately went out. Dongfang then had time to explain to Song Yan: "Wu Zong's matter is not as simple as it seems. Our people have discovered several cases where families were wiped out and even innocent people were implicated because of provoking Wu Zong's people. Moreover, the actions were taken very quickly and secretly, and the cleanup was also very clean. If we hadn't been suspicious of them, we wouldn't have discovered it." Having said that, he looked at the injured man who had been carried back by him without making any noise or resistance and looked like he didn't want to live anymore: "Fortunately, this brother didn't agree to let that Lu Lin go back with them, otherwise who knows what would have happened."

Without waiting for the people present to react, he pointed at the young man who followed him: "The reason I called you here is because I'm afraid you have been included in their revenge list. Not only that, if you have relatives or friends, it's best to leave the base immediately."

Hearing this, the young man couldn't help but be shocked and half-believing and half-doubting: "Not really. I didn't do anything." In fact, it was not just him, but Li Muran and Song Yan also didn't believe it. This kind of collective revenge was something they had only seen in history books. There was no deep hatred between them. How cruel a person would have to be to do such a thing.

Dongfang didn't look at him. He went into a room and came out soon. He took a cloth bag and handed it to Song Yan: "You have thunder ability. See if there is anything you need in it." After Song Yan took it, he turned to the uneasy boy and said, "Since you have come here, you have no choice." Whether he believed that Wu Zong's people would attack him or not, after he came here, he could only follow Song Yan to leave the base.

The boy's face turned pale and panic appeared in his eyes. He was smart and naturally understood what Dongfang meant, because he already knew the existence of these people. It was impossible for them to let him go back. If he didn't leave, he would probably die. Only dead people would not reveal anything.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and a young man who was not fat but gave people a round feeling walked in. He glanced at the people in the room and finally his eyes fell on Dongfang: "Why did you call me here?" Judging from his reaction, he didn't seem to know Song Yan. Song Yan didn't have any impression of him. He looked up and focused his attention on the cloth bag in his hand. There were crystal cores in it, of various colors, no less than a thousand.

"Hu Zi, please take a look at this brother and see if he can be cured." Dongfang pointed at the injured man.

The young man named Hu Zi, with a round face, round eyes and round nose, had already noticed the person on the sofa. Although he was a little surprised, he showed some impatience on his face, "I have to go out and do some business soon." Having said that, he still walked over and reached out to grab the injured man's hand. "

Must you go?" Song Yan really needed the crystal core. They came here in a hurry and brought almost nothing with them. He threw the cloth bag to Li Muran and asked her to help pick it out, then turned to look at Dongfang. Although he couldn't remember Dongfang, he knew what kind of people his eldest brother led, so he didn't doubt their arrangements, but was a little confused. Is Wu Zong really so difficult to deal with?

"Must go. Now! Right away!" It was not Dongfang who answered him, but Shen Chi who came back after making arrangements.

"You should have arrived at the base yesterday evening, so we didn't receive the news." Dongfang took over the conversation, "Otherwise we could still reminisce about the past... Oh, you don't even remember me, what's the point of reminiscing about the past!" Having said that, he still briefly explained the seriousness of the matter: "Because the base had an accident half a year ago, Wu Zong had saved the situation, so now their status in the base is very transcendent. And the martial arts they practice are different from those we have seen before, they are very powerful and weird. Chai Rong fought with their yellow-level masters and was taken down in less than ten moves. At that time, it was the leader who came forward to get him back. By the way, do you still remember Chai Rong? He is the most powerful guy in our second department. But the most headache is not this, but the people of this sect are notoriously protective of their shortcomings. If they come to settle accounts with you, you have to bear it obediently. Otherwise, if anyone of them is injured, no matter what the reason is, they will retaliate endlessly until there is nothing left around you."

Hearing this, Song Yan said no more and turned to ask about the situation at home. Dongfang's expression froze, and he winked at Shen Chi, asking him to speak, and he turned to Hu Zi to ask about the injured man's condition.

Shen Chi also felt a little embarrassed to speak, but time was running out, and he could not afford to delay, so he finally hesitantly told the story of the Song family.

Chapter 188: The Madness of Wu Zong (3)

It turned out that when the apocalypse first started, the backbone of the Song family, the old man who was over a hundred years old, the only surviving old marshal of the founding of the country, had fought in the military all his life, experienced many ups and downs, and fought through bloody storms, but in the end he did not survive the apocalypse that came inexplicably. Although he did not survive, he did not turn into a corpse. He just fell asleep and never woke up again. He died peacefully. Originally, there were still a few uncles and brothers in the Song family who could support the family, but they all died in the last base crisis. In the end, only Song Ting, the former director of the Second Department of the General C, and the two brothers Song Yan who returned from Yunzhou were left.

After hearing this, Song Yan lowered his eyes and did not speak for a long time. Li Muran, who was originally happily picking up crystal cores, glanced at him worriedly, then lowered his head again, picking up the crystal cores he could use one by one, but he was a little absent-minded. Although it is normal for families to be broken up and people to die in the apocalypse, when it comes to oneself, few people can bear it after all. Even she had never gone back to look for her mother and siblings. Besides being resentful, she also had a sense of luck. It seemed that as long as she didn't get any news from them, they were still alive, and if they were still alive, she would not be the only one wandering alone in this world.

"How did this happen? Most of the muscles are gone, only a layer of skin is left, as if something melted and absorbed from the inside, fortunately the internal organs were not damaged." Hu Zi's voice came from the other side. Without waiting for someone to answer, he said to himself: "I can only repair the broken muscle fibers and nerves and blood vessels to prevent the situation from getting worse, but it is impossible to restore it to its original state." As he spoke, he had already started to treat it. Perhaps because he knew Song Yan's background and knew that they had to leave as soon as possible, he did not delay.

"Anyway, you are better than me. I am the only one left in my family." Shen Chi patted Song Yan's shoulder, comforting him, and urged him at the same time: "Let's go. I'll have someone take you to the leader."

"Where is my brother?" Song Yan asked in a low voice.

"Ruzhou. You know there was a military base there before the end of the world. The commander took people there to take it down." Shen Chi answered, and glanced at Li Muran casually. He found that she was holding a colorless and transparent crystal core the size of an apricot kernel in her hand and looking at it over and over again, so he smiled and said, "Although the crystal core is big, it is actually useless and can't absorb any supernatural power."

As he said, this crystal core is the largest one in the whole bag of crystal cores. It's just that the color is too simple. Compared with other gorgeous ones, it looks a little dull. At first glance, it looks like it's made of glass. However, Li Muran held the crystal core tightly, tightly... If Song Yan hadn't just heard the bad news, she might have been unable to control her joy and grinned. Now she can't laugh, but her hands are shaking slightly because of excitement.

This is the crystal core of the domain beast, which is even bigger than the one she encountered last time. The moment the crystal core fell into her hand, she knew it, and she wanted to take it for herself immediately. At this time, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy when she heard the other party talking, afraid that she couldn't absorb it, and afraid that even if she absorbed it, it wouldn't have the effect of the first absorption. Of course, there is a more important point.

"Can you give it to me?" Song Yan could accept the crystal core without hesitation, because he had a close relationship with these people. If she reached out to take it, it would be a little unjustified. Although even if it was unjustified, she wanted it.

Shen Chi laughed, waved his hand, and said generously: "If you need it, it doesn't matter if you take all the crystal cores. We don't lack crystal cores." Full of nouveau riche.

Li Muran didn't say anything, but bowed to him silently. This crystal core may be of no use to them, but it is precious to her. Unfortunately, she has nothing and no ability. Even if she gets their benefits, I'm afraid she won't be able to repay them. In addition to expressing her gratitude in this way, I don't know what else she can do.

Shen Chi was startled by her action and quickly dodged to the side: "Hey, it's just a crystal core, there's no need to do this." After being panicked, he found it funny and asked Song Yan: "Where did you find such a down-to-earth girl?"

Song Yan glanced at Li Muran and did not answer. Instead, he asked: "What kind of mutant creature does this crystal core belong to?" He had never seen Li Muran ask for anything on his own initiative, nor had he seen her absorb crystal cores other than zombie crystal cores. Since she asked for it this time, it was obvious that this kind of crystal core was very important to her. He must ask clearly so that he would not miss it if he met this kind of mutant creature in the future.

"I really can't answer you this." Shen Chi scratched his head, somewhat helpless: "When I was on a mission outside the base, I met a dying man. He was not rescued. He only had a few crystal cores on him. This is what was inside. No one can absorb it. If we hadn't felt the energy fluctuations, we would have thrown it away as glass beads."

Li Muran was not disappointed. It was a pleasant surprise to get such a crystal core. She really didn't think of expecting more. Moreover, she knew the existence of domain beasts, but the mutant animals were too powerful for her, and she was completely unable to capture them. People are generally like this. People who feel more relaxed the more they get always feel that they don't get enough. On the contrary, those who are occasionally rewarded with a bite or two of food by God's mood are easily satisfied.

Song Yan was a little disappointed, but there was nothing he could do. "Let's go." Since the family members are gone, there is no need to stay in this base.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the boy who had been quietly beside him burst into tears: "Can I not go? Please, I won't say anything! I have a sister at home, what will happen to her if I leave?" It turned out that he had been in a state of panic since he heard Dongfang's words, and he finally couldn't help but burst out.

"Be obedient and don't make a fuss, we will take you to pick up your sister and go together. Otherwise, hum!" Shen Chi was most afraid of people crying. He had a headache when he heard crying, and he threatened to kill a chicken and wipe its neck.

When the boy saw it, he immediately stopped talking and looked at Song Yan pitifully, his eyes full of pleading, hoping that he could help talk. Song Yan was silent for a while, and then he said: "We will do our best to protect you and your sister." He didn't dare to risk the lives of his elder brother's subordinates who stayed in the imperial capital base. He knew very well that there were too many ways to pry open the mouth of a determined adult, not to mention that the other party was just a teenager, a teenager with a sister.

The boy drooped his head dejectedly. Shen Chi saw that he did not show any resentment towards them, nor did he yell or curse. He had a much better impression of him. He walked over and rubbed the boy's head, saying, "We didn't lie to you. If you stay in the base, you and your sister will definitely not survive tonight."

The boy didn't believe it, but he had no choice. At least he was sure that these people had no ill will towards him. They were superpowers, and he was just an ordinary person. It would be as easy for them to kill him as to crush an ant. But they didn't do that, and they explained and assured him in a friendly manner. Therefore, he couldn't make a desperate move.

Three cars, water and food, weapons, sleeping bags, just a few words, they were all ready. When getting in the car, Song Yan said to Dongfang and Shen Chi who came to see him off: "I'm not going to Ruzhou. My people are still in Dongzhou. I can't leave for too long. You go back and tell my brother that I will go find him within two years." After a pause, "Let him live well." Ruzhou is half the distance from Changlin to Dongzhou, but it is also thousands of kilometers away, and it is in the opposite direction. He can't afford to delay.

Dongfang and Shen Chi were both stunned. In fact, they had a lot of doubts in their hearts, such as why Song Yan forgot Dongfang, and how they came here from Dongzhou with only two people, etc., but now there is no time for them to figure it out. Thinking of sending a message back like this, they don't know what will happen to them. The two looked at each other, and Shen Chi suddenly opened the door on the co-pilot seat, drove the teammates sitting inside out, and sat in himself: "I'll take you a ride." Dongfang

turned around and hailed another car, asking someone to follow, so that he could take Shen Chi back. He still had to stay to arrange some things and clean up the mess for the others, otherwise he would have gone too. Although he did not grow up in the same compound as Shen Chi and Song Yan, their relationship was very close. How could he not be depressed when being forgotten? Naturally, he wanted to find out the reason.

The car carrying the boy drove away first, taking him to pick up his sister, while the remaining three drove directly out of the base. Shen Chi hurriedly asked about Song Yan's situation. Li Muran held the crystal core in her hand and took great effort to resist absorbing it immediately. Until they were checked out of the base, there should be no more people disturbing her on the road. She didn't care to avoid other people in the car. She said something to Song Yan, and when he nodded, she started to absorb it. For her, the sooner the superpowers were improved, the faster they could return to Beichen.

Shen Chi only then realized that she also had superpowers, and couldn't help asking Song Yan out of curiosity: "What superpowers?" What kind of superpowers did the crystal core that no one could absorb correspond to? This was the question that had arisen since they saw the crystal core that made everyone jealous but everyone was helpless.

Song Yan glanced at him lightly, and Shen Chi touched his nose angrily. Just when he thought he wouldn't answer, he heard two words: "Crossing." It seems that this is not a good name either.

"Leap?" Shen Chi immediately thought of the time when they were still training in the army. He only thought that it was a supernatural power of speed and jumping, and he was a little disappointed. It was not until Song Yan explained it briefly that he was so surprised that his mouth opened so wide that an egg could almost fit in it.

"From Dongzhou to Changlin?" This was not only shocking, but also unimaginable, even awe, etc.

Song Yan nodded slightly. He knew that this matter could not be hidden from others, because he had to give an explanation to these friends who cleaned up his mess without asking any more questions. He also had to let his brother know his current situation and what he was about to do. I believe this is also the purpose of Shen Chi's following.

Shen Chi glanced at Li Muran who closed her eyes. He could never have imagined that such a woman who looked taciturn and ordinary would awaken such an extraordinary supernatural power. When he wanted to ask again, Song Yan just shook his head and said no more. Then the two of them explained their own affairs to each other. The car stopped five kilometers outside the base for more than ten minutes, waiting for the car carrying the boy. There were two more people in the car, a little girl of three or four years old and a man in his forties, who was Uncle Chen that the boy had mentioned.

Chapter 189 Wu Zong's Madness (4)

It turned out that Uncle Chen was taking a break today. He lived with his two children. If the young man wanted to leave, he would naturally not be able to avoid him. He thought that he was no match for Shen Chi and his men, but he could not bear to leave his two children alone, so he simply followed them. There was no one else around him. If the two children were gone, he did not know what was the point of living.

Shen Chi turned back after sending the people forty kilometers, and the remaining three vehicles continued to move forward. Because they had to take care of the affairs of the Imperial Capital Base, Dongfang and his men could not spare too many people, so they only sent six people to escort them. Since he was not going to Ruzhou, he could only let the other few people go to Dongzhou with him to avoid the separation of manpower. The injured man was called Qin Zurong. Before leaving, I don't know what Dongfang said to him. He looked much better and no longer looked lifeless.

The fifty kilometers around Changlin had been cleared, and there were no obstacles, so it only took half an hour to drive out. After passing this area, the road was not so smooth. The mutant creatures and zombies that appeared from time to time slowed down the speed of the car. When we stopped to rest in the evening, we had only driven about 50 kilometers, which was barely equal to the distance we had traveled in the first half an hour. This was because there were often survivors around Changlin. When we reached the place where few people went, it was already good to travel 30 to 40 kilometers a day.

The place where we stopped to rest was a small town. The person who led the way was called Sun Zhen. He was very familiar with the roads of several provinces near the capital. He did not take the highway and directly chose a shortcut.

When Li Muran opened her eyes, the car had stopped and there was silence all around. Outside the car window was a thick darkness that could not be dissolved. Only a little faint light was revealed from the building next to it. No one else was seen, and they should have gone into the house. She sat there without moving, looking at the deep and endless darkness ahead. An indescribable loneliness, confusion, and fatigue came over her heart. She didn't know what the point of going on, she didn't know why she had to keep going, alone, so difficult, but unable to see hope.

She hadn't eaten all day, and her stomach protested with hunger. The dark mood came and went quickly, but it still left some traces. Li Muran moved, pushed open the car door and walked out. As she stood up straight, a tall and burly figure turned from behind the car. The darkness was too deep to see the face, but it was so familiar.

"Director." She shouldn't be surprised. If it were her, she would also guard beside her companions when they absorbed crystal cores to improve their abilities, but when she knew he was guarding outside, she still felt a little trembling in her heart. She was not alone, even if many people only accompanied her for a while.

"Come in and eat." Song Yan keenly noticed her low mood and thought that there was a problem with the improvement of her abilities, so he didn't rush to ask, but said. People are generally in a much better mood after eating.

Li Muran hummed and followed him for a few steps. Seeing that he didn't ask, she had to say it herself: "It doesn't seem to have improved." She originally expected that the distance she crossed could be increased by 30 or 40 kilometers. At the very least, it would be 20 kilometers like the first time. After all, the crystal core was nearly twice as large. But she tried it just now and found that the maximum distance of the extension of mental power was not farther than before. The extension distance of mental power has not increased, so the distance crossed naturally cannot be increased.

"Huh?" Song Yan paused slightly and waited for her to come up, a little puzzled. Since it can be absorbed, how could the superpower not increase at all?

"I can feel that the superpower in my body is stronger than before, but the range of mental power exploration does not seem to have increased." Li Muran whispered. She was not disappointed with this result. Or maybe it was because she was in a hurry to get back to Yangyang and the others that she felt disappointed. If it was the beginning of the end of the world, she would be alone and she would not feel anything even if the superpower could not be used. This is probably a question of whether there is any concern.

Song Yan was silent for a while, and only spoke again when he was about to enter the house: "Maybe it increased the number of times the superpower was used, or the number of people brought."

Hearing this, Li Muran's eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed again, after all, she was still afraid that she would be happy in vain again. Seeing her anxious look, Song Yan couldn't help shaking his head, reaching out to touch her head, and said: "In any case, the situation will not be worse than before."

Yes, no matter what, it can't be worse than when they arrived at Changchun yesterday. Now they have a car, food, and escorts. They are rushing to Beichen instead of staying in the imperial capital base with nothing to do. Thinking of this, Li Muran smiled embarrassedly. She was not a sentimental person, and she changed her mind after being comforted by this. Then she thought that Song Yan had just learned the bad news about his family today, but he came to comfort her, and she couldn't help feeling guilty, but she couldn't say anything else.

When the people in the room saw them come in, they all greeted them in a friendly manner. The boy and his uncle Chen were forced to leave the base, so they seemed very uneasy at first, but when they found that these people did not show any ill will towards them, they gradually relaxed.

Qin Zurong used to be a very good-tempered person. He was filled with resentment and anger after suffering this disaster for no reason. In addition, he lost half of his facial muscles, leaving only a thin and loose layer of skin covering his skull-like right face. His speech was unclear, so he hardly spoke. But even so, he still thanked Song Yan.

"I arrived at the base yesterday, and there were some people who came with me, but our relationship was average... Haha, we met on the way, how good can our relationship be? We just fought together when needed, and we will go our separate ways after the difficulties are overcome." Qin Zurong replied when the boy asked if he had any friends or relatives in the base. "If I had known that the Imperial Capital Base was like this, I wouldn't have come all the way here... Fuck your grandma's Wu Zong! Fuck your grandma's Imperial Capital Base! You bunch of bastards, sooner or later I will pull out the tendons and skin of you devils in human skin, gouge out your eyes and cut off your tongues, and make you wish you were dead but not alive... Hahahaha..."

The curses and the shrill and crazy laughter made Li Muran, who was eating with a bowl in his hand, unable to swallow. He knew that this would easily lead to danger, but no one spoke to stop him from venting his inner despair and pain.

The little girl was frightened and went straight to her brother's arms with tears in her eyes. The boy was about to carry his sister to the side, and at this moment, a series of sneering laughter suddenly sounded outside the house: "I want to see how you, a lowly and dirty bug that can only crawl on the ground, are going to make us wish we were dead but not alive!"

Everyone in the house was shocked and stood up.

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zombie did not appear again throughout the day, and of course, Song Yan and Li Muran did not come back either. However, before getting rid of the zombie, Xiao Sheng didn't even dare to send people out to look for them. As for what Bing Gui said about Song Yan and the others being in the capital, he naturally didn't believe it.

During the day, they buried their comrades who died tragically the night before at the foot of the hill. There were mutant plants everywhere, or mutant plants that would grow overnight after people left. It was difficult to find a place where the dead could truly rest in peace, just as the living had nowhere to live. There was no way to return to their roots, but fortunately they were not alone.

In addition, everyone's nerves were tense. Of course, this did not include Bing Gui and the confused Zhang Ruiyang.

At night, Bing Gui asked Xiao Sheng to call back all the people patrolling outside, and then asked for four superpowers to follow him. Xiao Sheng was not very confident in Bing Gui, but he had no other choice but to give it a try. He arranged the manpower and prepared detailed countermeasures for Bing Gui's failure, and then followed him in person.

The snow began to fall before dark. Although it didn't snow during the day, the temperature was very low, so the snow never melted. It has been like this for more than half a year, and no one knows when it will end. It has been a long time since we saw the sun, and most people's faces are abnormally pale. However, except for a few people, most survivors have adapted to this climate and have not developed certain diseases due to lack of sunlight. Perhaps in an environment where everything is changing, the human physique has also changed quietly.

Sudden changes, strange mutant creatures, walking zombies, disappearing sunlight and stars... Everything is like a nightmare without logic for humans, and it is impossible to wake up.

The snow on the only road in the village has been cleared. There is nothing to do during the day except to guard against possible attacks at any time, so shoveling snow and training have become the way for the people in the team to pass the time. The sick ghost walked slowly on the road, and whenever the cold wind blew harder, he would cough violently and frighteningly, as if he was going to cough out his lungs. Xiao Sheng and his four companions walked behind, looking at each other, with doubts in their eyes. They seemed to be able to crush such a consumptive ghost with just a little finger, so how could they talk about dealing with the ferocious mutant zombie. But seeing that he was calm and his steps were slow, but he did not hesitate at all, they suppressed their doubts and decided to cooperate with him. Of course, they were also prepared to try their best to save his life if he could not cope with it.

Climbing up the defensive wall where the accident happened yesterday, facing the wind and snow, the sick ghost looked at the dark front, stood quietly, and waited, just like he usually did when he sat in the car or leaned against the wall, silently, as if melting into the cold night wind and snow, but after concentrating for a moment, he found that he was still standing there, like a statue that had stood there since ancient times, looking down at everything in the world indifferently.

Why wait here? The zombie is so agile and nimble, wouldn't it enter the base from somewhere else? How can you be sure that the zombie will come tonight? All kinds of questions slid to their lips, but were swallowed by everyone, because of a sense of awe that arose in their hearts for no reason. Such a consumptive ghost who could hardly stand up straight when walking actually made them feel awe. Xiao Sheng shook his head, suppressed this inexplicable feeling, and was about to say something when he heard the sick ghost's cold voice: "Here it comes."

Chapter 190 Mysterious Sick Ghost (1)

No one heard the noise, but after he said these two words, they tensed up their nerves and all their muscles went into battle mode. They didn't expect to hear another sentence: "You can go back now!" As soon as the sound fell, the sick ghost, who had been motionless, suddenly shot out like a cannonball and punched into the darkness.

At the moment when the muffled sound reached their ears, they finally saw a black shadow that came out of nowhere, but it was only a blink of an eye. When they wanted to help, the black shadow had been smashed into the darkness by the seemingly ordinary punch of the sick ghost, and then the sick ghost jumped out of the defensive wall.

Xiao Sheng and his companions did not dare to hesitate. They put their flashlights on their waists and jumped down one after another. Although the defensive wall was not low, it was not a problem for them. They touched the ground with their feet and rolled, both to dissipate the impact formed when landing at high speed and to guard against possible attacks. As soon as they stood firm, they quickly stood in a position that was both advantageous for attack and convenient for defense, to cover their comrades who came down later.

The beams of light from the flashlights were intertwined in a scattered manner, but they could not pierce the darkness of the hell in the end of the world, nor could they illuminate the sick ghost and the elusive zombie.

Where are the people? Where are the zombies? Several people stood there and listened for a moment, and then looked at each other. They were all from the special forces. Even if they did not have superpowers, their skills were top-notch. Now they lost someone right under their noses. This was not just a matter of face and self-esteem, but also made them feel a little worried. Since the end of the world, because of their own strength, awakened superpowers, and sufficient weapons and material reserves, even after the mutant creatures appeared, they could not say that they were at ease in dealing with them, but it was still easier than most people. However, the appearance of this mutant zombie clearly foreshadowed that these advantages of theirs were gradually disappearing. Of course, they could not think about these things at the moment.

"Find!" Xiao Sheng uttered the word decisively.

The four were about to split into two groups to search when there was a sudden noise in front of them. A flashlight beam shone over and the sick ghost came out of the thick darkness, holding a ragged zombie corpse in his hand. Under the pale light of the flashlight, his face looked frighteningly pale.

"The crystal core is still inside." The sick ghost said, and then he threw the corpse to Xiao Sheng with a wave of his hand.

Xiao Sheng hurriedly grabbed it. This thing is very important to them and can't be damaged.

"Ayong, you go up first, and let someone bring something to pull us up." Xiao Sheng ordered. They could climb up the five or six meter high wall with ice on the outside with their hands, but it was difficult to get this zombie corpse. As for whether the sick ghost could go up, he had never thought about it at all... Maybe the other party's presence was too low, so he turned around and forgot about him, or maybe the whole process of the sick ghost hunting this mutant zombie was so dull that he and even others didn't have a deep impression.

"Why bother?" Without waiting for the Ayong who was called to agree, the sick ghost came over, pushed away the person in front of him, and then punched the wall silently.

Among the four superpowers present, Xiao Sheng chose thunder, fire, and gold to facilitate the battle. He did not have earth superpowers, otherwise he would have melted the ice layer directly and opened a hole in the wall, and they could have passed through. At this time, they saw that the sick ghost actually wanted to use his fist to hit the wall, and the fist looked soft and weak, and even the fist wind did not blow, and they couldn't help but feel absurd and weird in their hearts. However, this feeling did not last too long, and was stimulated by the sound of ice cracking and earth collapsing.

A hole that could accommodate one person appeared on the defensive wall facing it. The four people were speechless, and subconsciously took out the flashlight to shine it. They could indeed see the road on the opposite side and the collapsed soil.

Is this wall made of tofu? Including Xiao Sheng, this idea came to their minds and they were eager to try it.

"Come on, someone carry me." The sick ghost said without looking back, holding his hand on the ice surface of the wall.

Xiao Sheng was stunned for a moment, then made a gesture, signaling one person to come forward. The four people were a little confused by the series of silent actions of the sick ghost, and they were not dissatisfied with being ordered like this, until the person who was called carried the sick ghost on his back, only to find that he was as soft as mud, and he couldn't even raise his hand to steady himself.

"Sick... sick brother, are you okay?" The young man who was carrying the person asked, stuttering when he called him, and couldn't help but secretly sigh why someone would call him like that.

There was no response, but he could hear the light breathing in his ears, so the young man didn't care, probably because he knew that the sick ghost didn't like to talk to people. And the people who passed through the hole in the wall later than him, except Xiao Sheng, the other two couldn't help but punched the wall, and the result was that they hugged their fists and jumped in pain, and the outer layer of the ice wall was just left with a mark. A

punch made a passage in the five-meter-wide ice wall... Finally, the four people who followed him really understood how strong this sick ghost who usually had no sense of existence was, and they couldn't help but respect him in their hearts.

When they went back, Xiao Sheng left two people to guard the gap. Now the whole team was crowded in several houses next to the clinic. If something took the opportunity to get in and secretly hid somewhere else, it would be too late to find it when something happened.

When they returned to the house where the sick ghost lived, several younger children were asleep, and only Fu Dan was still awake. He sat up when he heard the sound. Seeing that the sick ghost was carried back, he couldn't help but show a worried look in his eyes. He stood up and helped the young man who was carrying him to put him down.

"Brother, what happened to Uncle Bing?" he asked in a low voice.

The young man shook his head and looked the sick ghost up and down carefully. At this time, the room was bright, so he could clearly see that the sick ghost's clothes were not damaged, and the exposed face and hands were also fine. He didn't look injured, but his face was very ugly, and there was a hint of blue in the paleness.

"Brother Sheng! Brother Sheng! Come and take a look." The young man felt something was wrong and shouted quickly.

Before entering the house, Xiao Sheng called several earth and ice psychics to repair the defensive wall. At this time, he and several other people in the room were studying the mutant zombie corpse on the ground. When he heard the shout, he raised his head and looked over there. He happened to see the sick ghost's closed eyes. His heart skipped a beat and he stood up and walked over. But when he stretched out his hand to check the other party's situation, the eyes slowly opened, and the clear and cold eyes shone through, making his movements stagnate and unconsciously retract his hand. So, the eyes closed again.

Xiao Sheng touched his nose, suppressed the shock in his heart, turned his head and said to the young man: "Ayong, go call Long Xia." He didn't want to admit it, but at that moment, he did feel some kind of powerful and indescribable pressure. If he wasn't half-kneeling, he would probably have to kneel down in public and make a fool of himself. Until he finished saying this, his palms were still sweating and his heart was beating hard.

It was obvious that he was not the only one who was affected. The young man named Ayong was a little slow to respond to his instructions. When he took a step to run out, he tripped and fell. Facing the strange looks from all around, Ayong silently got up, wiped the sweat from his head, and ran away quickly, not daring to say that his legs were weak.

Xiao Sheng's originally tense mood suddenly relaxed a lot because of this. Looking back, he felt a little funny. When he saw Fu Dan, who had followed him because of worry, was also silent, he finally couldn't help but smile. It was really ridiculous to think about it. Not to mention the young man, he and Ayong had both walked through gunfire and rain of bullets, but they were actually frightened by a consumptive ghost who looked like he would not live for many breaths. If this happened before tonight, he would not believe it no matter what he said. What is the origin of the sick ghost? He finally began to think about this question seriously.

When Long Xia followed A Yong here, she already knew that the sick ghost had helped them get rid of the mutant zombie that killed several of their comrades and damaged the defense wall. She was very surprised. Even though the sick ghost had said the night before that he would deal with the zombie, she still didn't expect that this sick man had such a high level of combat power. Therefore, when she saw the sick ghost, her expression was inevitably a little complicated. It's not that she had never seen the sick ghost take action, but at that time she simply thought that it was Li Muran or the sick ghost using the space power to play tricks. Now thinking back, she realized that it was not the case.

With all sorts of thoughts running through her mind, she hadn't forgotten what she came here for. Just as she was about to start to check, Xiao Sheng stopped her. Thinking of the first glance, Xiao Sheng thought it would be better to ask first, so he spoke very carefully: "Sick...Brother, our healing psychic is here, can you let her take a look?"

Long Xia had never seen him like this before, and her long eyebrows knitted together. What made her brows knit even tighter was that she waited for a long time but didn't get a response.

Do you still want to take a look? She became impatient. If it weren't for the zombie corpse still there, she would have turned around and left.

Xiao Sheng was also a little unsure, but the sick ghost was like this after all in order to kill the mutant zombies. They couldn't just leave him alone, so after hesitating, he nodded to Long Xia, thinking that at most he would be glared at again, and it would also be a good opportunity for Long Xia, a woman who thought everyone was inferior to her, to feel what it meant to be domineering.

But this time he was destined to be disappointed. The sick ghost did not open his eyes until Long Xia's hand touched his arm. Maybe it was tacit consent, but it was more likely that he had exhausted his strength.

After a long time, Long Xia let go of his hand, with a suspicious look on his face, "He is not injured, why did you call me here?"

Not injured? Everyone present was silent. After a long while, Xiao Sheng spoke up: "Can you cure his illness?" He also thought of this question temporarily. Before, even if they saw that the sick ghost was very sick, they never thought of asking the healing power in the team to help cure him, or find some medicine or something.

Long Xia opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, paused, and reached out to use her power to check the condition of the sick ghost, and then said: "I didn't find anything wrong." Probably because the sick ghost helped them solve the problem, she didn't say that the other party might be pretending to be sick, but she still had some doubts in her heart.

Chapter 191 Mysterious Sick Ghost (2)

How could he not be sick! Hearing her words, Xiao Sheng could not help but refute in his heart, but he also knew that she would not say anything nonsense about such things, so he felt that Sick Ghost was even more mysterious.

He was fine, even if he did not believe it in his heart, he did not show it on his face, but A Yong and Fu Dan, one of them had carried Sick Ghost back personally and knew how weak his body was, and the other had been with Sick Ghost for a long time and had developed a certain admiration and trust for him, so their expressions of doubt were more obvious. Long Xia glanced at them, snorted coldly, turned around and walked over to join the others in studying the mutant zombie corpse.

"What should I do?" A Yong scratched his head and looked at Xiao Sheng blankly.

Xiao Sheng unconsciously looked at Fu Dan, who was with Sick Ghost, thinking that this kid would not be hiding his true power, but when he saw the young man's helpless expression, this idea was immediately dispelled. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, feeling that Sick Ghost had made him a little suspicious.

"Maybe he is too tired. Let the sick ghost have a good sleep first and see tomorrow." When he said this, he was really a little lacking in confidence, but he was helpless. The best healing psychic here is Long Xia. If even Long Xia can't help, who else can he find? He can only wait.

He said so, and Ayong and Fu Dan couldn't say anything no matter how worried they were, but they all stayed by the sick ghost's side that night.

Fortunately, the next morning, the sick ghost finally woke up, but his complexion was much worse than before, and his cough was even more severe. Xiao Sheng felt a little sorry, and asked another healing psychic in the team to come over and take another look at him, but the awake sick ghost was obviously not so easy to talk to. He didn't say he would refuse, but just stared at you quietly, which made people dare not move anymore, let alone help him check his body. In the end, the few people could only leave embarrassedly. The

three children who had already gotten up didn't know what was going on, so they squatted aside and watched silently until Xiao Sheng led the people away, and then they surrounded him.

"Uncle Sick, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Ruiyang asked the sick ghost lying there gently. Children can't read complexions, but they can feel something is wrong from other people's reactions.

The sick ghost closed his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Zhang Ruiyang had long been accustomed to his indifferent look, and was not afraid. He stretched out his little hand and held his hand, and continued to ask: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Now, in addition to a few children, there were only the driver and a fire-type mutant left in the room. The two had seen Xiao Sheng and others being humiliated in front of the sick ghost before. Seeing Zhang Ruiyang like this again, they immediately broke into a cold sweat for the little guy. Fortunately, although the sick ghost still ignored him, he didn't shake off his hand. The two just breathed a sigh of relief, and were immediately frightened by the little guy's next move.

Zhang Ruiyang leaned over and touched the sick ghost with his forehead. He still remembered that when he was sick before, his grandmother would touch his head like this to see if it was hot. If it was hot, he would have to get an injection.

The sick ghost suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the little face close to him. His originally cold eyes softened slightly when he saw the child's extremely serious expression, but it didn't mean that he liked to be so close to people. Just as he was about to raise his hand to push him away, he suddenly started coughing violently.

Zhang Ruiyang raised his head and wanted to pat his back nervously, but he found that he was still lying down, so he wanted to help him sit up. Seeing this, Fu Dan and others hurriedly reached out to help. Several children helped the sick ghost up and put two quilts behind him. The sick ghost was weak all over and couldn't stop coughing. He was helpless. The driver and the other two also came over, but they couldn't help.

"Uncle driver, can Aunt Long Xia come to treat Uncle Sick?" Zhang Ruiyang saw that the sick ghost was coughing badly. He wanted to help but couldn't. He half-knelt beside him at a loss. Finally, he remembered that Long Xia had helped them cure Li Muran and Fu Dan at the Dongzhou base, so he looked up and asked the driver.

Before the driver could even open his mouth, Fu Dan, who had not slept all night, had already answered: "Miss Long Xia came last night, and she said Uncle Sick is not sick."

How could he not be sick if he coughed so badly? In the past, he would have to be carried by his grandmother to Dr. Lin for an injection. Zhang Ruiyang didn't understand, but he knew that it would be impossible to ask Long Xia to come again. Just when he didn't know what to do, his shoulder was gently pushed. He turned around and saw Li Yuanzhuo, who had run away at some point, holding a glass of water in front of him, motioning him to give it to the sick ghost. He hurriedly turned around and held the cup with both hands, and then carefully handed it to the sick ghost who was coughing non-stop.

"Uncle Sick, I'll feed you some water."

Grandma, drink some water. Grandma, eat something... Similar scenes reminded Zhang Ruiyang of the time when his grandmother lay in bed and didn't move, and he couldn't help but reveal a tearful expression. A year has passed since the end of the world, and he has already understood what death means, and knows that his grandmother will never come back.

The sick ghost never ate or drank. Seeing the cup of water in front of him, he couldn't help but frowned. Without waiting for him to refuse, Zhang Ruiyang burst into tears without warning, "Don't die... Uncle Sick, don't die..." Obviously, the child has begun to fear death.

Everyone present looked at each other, not understanding why the topic turned to death. Apart from anything else, the look in the sick ghost's eyes did not look like he was going to die anyway.

"Okay." At this moment, a light and faint voice came into everyone's ears, and even the crying of the child could not cover it. Everyone was surprised to see the sick ghost slowly raised his hand, took the cup from Zhang Ruiyang's hand, and then slowly put it to his mouth and slowly drank up the water.

Zhang Ruiyang was stunned for a moment, burst into laughter, happily took the empty cup, and asked, "Do you want more?"

The sick ghost coughed twice and shook his head slowly. The water was generated by a water-based superpower. It was sweet and delicious in the eyes of others, but to him, it was no different from urine. He had long given up his appetite. Even if he really had to eat for some reason, the food and drink he had would be of great benefit to him from the creation of heaven and earth. The food and water on this wasteland were harmful to him and tasted terrible. If he hadn't seen the little guy crying so hard that his nose was running, he wouldn't have been willing to drink.

"You're not going to die, are you?" Zhang Ruiyang asked again, holding the cup with concern. He lost his grandmother, his father, and his aunt Muran. He was very afraid that the sick ghost would also be gone.

"Yeah." The sick ghost hummed. Even if everyone in the world died, he would not die. The reason why he was like this now was because he accidentally activated the remaining vitality in his body when he attacked last night, and the vitality collided with the broken spiritual roots.

Zhang Ruiyang breathed a sigh of relief. Not only him, but the others in the room also relaxed after hearing his answer. Fu Dan and the others naturally relied on the sick ghost, while the driver and the other two were because of his attack yesterday. After all, the other party helped them, but they could only watch him become terminally ill and unable to save him. This feeling was really terrible.

After a night of worrying, Fu Dan stood up again, and his body swayed. It was the driver standing behind him who reached out to help him.

"Go to sleep." The driver said.

Fu Dan thanked him and asked Li Yuanzhuo and others to watch here. He rubbed his bloodshot eyes and walked to the bed where he slept the night before. The sick ghost looked at the boy's shaky back and closed his eyes again.

Thinking that he was asleep, the driver and the fire-type mutant walked away. The three children also quieted down and did their own things, fearing that they would disturb the two people who needed to rest. Just as Zhang Ruiyang was practicing the Five Animals Exercises silently, his waist was suddenly hit, and he fell down. He groaned and quickly got up again, facing a big head.

"Ah, Dudu..."

It turned out to be Dudu who had been sleeping for two days. It had been sleeping on the roof of the car outside the door, and it came over at this time. Seeing it, Zhang Ruiyang's depressed mood suddenly improved a lot. He wanted to speak, but immediately covered his mouth with his hands. He carefully glanced at the sick ghost who had finally stopped coughing. Seeing that he didn't seem to alarm him, he breathed a sigh of relief, bent down to pick up the clothes he had taken off because he was going to practice the Five Animals Exercises, and walked out quietly.

The driver followed the child closely, and when he saw him stop at the door, he looked away.

"Have you grown up again?" Zhang Ruiyang put on his clothes, reached out to touch the head of Dudu who followed him out, and was surprised to find that. Although Dudu would grow up every time after eating the nucleus of the mutant plant, it had never grown twice in a row like this time. It was probably because it ate too much.

Dudu's two antenna-like tentacles moved, and suddenly lay down. Zhang Ruiyang was stunned for a moment, then reacted and jumped onto its back.

"I used to carry you, but now it's your turn to carry me." Sitting on the flat back, the child was happy.

As if to prove that he was very useful, Dudu propped up his legs, opened his wings that were originally folded, and flew up.

So when the driver who had just missed it looked out again, he found that the child and the stupid mutant insect were gone. He was shocked and hurriedly got up to look for them. Although he was in the camp, he had the mutant zombies the day before as a warning, so he didn't dare to be careless. When he walked out of the door and looked around, he was immediately scared to death. It turned out that the child was carried into the air by the stupid bug, swaying and frightening. He didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear of scaring the child or the bug and causing the child to fall. Therefore, he could only run over and follow them nervously, so that he could rush up and rescue the child at any time.

Soon, many people noticed this funny and frightening scene, and hurriedly followed him out, ready to find a way to save the child. At the very least, he could serve as a human cushion when the child fell.

Flying in the air, Zhang Ruiyang was nervous and excited. He was trying to figure out how to keep himself on Dudu's back. He didn't notice that many people were worried about him. Dudu, on the contrary, didn't know if he had been pretending to be a grandson in front of Song Yan and Bing Gui for too long. Now there was no one to oppress him, so he was having fun. When he saw the people below, he seemed to know what they were worried about. He deliberately tilted his body. When Zhang Ruiyang was about to slide down, he cleverly turned around and stopped the slide. Hearing the exclamations from below, he was so happy that he flapped his wings and spun around. After a while, he repeated the same trick.

This happened several times. At first, the people below were so scared that they almost stopped breathing. Later, they gradually realized that it was this stupid bug who was playing tricks on them. They couldn't ignore it. If it suddenly made a mistake and dropped the child, it would be no joke. So they cursed in their hearts, but they didn't slow down at all and continued to follow closely. Fortunately, Zhang Ruiyang finally discovered the situation in this thrilling and exciting game and hurriedly called Dudu to stop.

Dudu reluctantly fell to the ground, and the crowd surrounded him and quickly carried the daring Zhang Ruiyang away from the dangerous creature.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay!" Someone was afraid that the child would be scared, so he touched his head and comforted him.

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"I'm not afraid. Dudu is so amazing that he can fly so high!" Zhang Ruiyang didn't know why so many people were surrounding him, but he still answered obediently, looking proud of himself. He and Dudu had a special relationship, and he had never thought that Dudu would fall off his back, so he naturally couldn't understand the adults' nervousness.

Hearing his words, everyone felt relieved and couldn't help but feel a little amused. It turned out that they were the only ones who were worried, while the child was fine. So those who should leave left, and only a few people stayed there to teach the child to pay attention to safety and other things. The child was also well-behaved, listening honestly, and nodding his head from time to time to show that he understood, but his big black eyes kept glancing at Dudu's back standing next to him, obviously not having had enough of the ride. The driver, who had been standing silently outside the crowd, saw this and pushed aside the people blocking him, walked in and carried the child over.

"Let's go back." He said a few words briefly, then walked back with the child in his arms. What's the point of saying more to this little thing? At most, I can just keep a closer eye on it in the future.

Zhang Ruiyang turned around and lay on the driver's shoulder, waving politely to the others, "Goodbye, uncle and aunt!" At the same time, he did not forget to call Dudu to follow.

The people who were still standing there were stunned when they saw this, not knowing whether they should also wave and say goodbye, but the scene was so silly no matter how they thought about it. With just this hesitation, the child, the driver, and the mutant insect that gave many people a headache had already walked away.

"Goodbye..." Finally someone murmured, and when he turned around, he saw a hand quickly put down. It was the young man who had taken Zhang Ruiyang off Dudu's back before.

"The child is soft and cute, haha..." The young man walked away with a laugh, touching his nose as if he had done nothing.

The rest of the people couldn't help but smile.

"Uncle driver, I can walk by myself." On the other side, Zhang Ruiyang, who was being held, was solemnly telling the driver for the third time that he felt that he was so grown up, and it was so embarrassing to be held by others.

The driver ignored him coldly. He still remembered the previous incident where the child disappeared from under his nose. If it happened again, he felt that his nerves were not so strong.

All right. Seeing that he seemed very unhappy, Zhang Ruiyang tactfully stopped asking to get off the ground, but when he saw a shop on the side of the road, he pointed and said, "Uncle, go there! Go there!"

It was the only grocery store in Gelao Township. It was a two-story white tiled building with a store on the first floor and people living on the second floor. At this time, the roller shutter door of the store was pulled up, and you could see that it was full of things. Food, daily necessities, grain, fertilizers, etc., everything is available, and there are also several large jars filled with loose wine, soy sauce, etc. The people in Song Yan's convoy were no different from other survivors. They had almost never lacked supplies, so they didn't buy all of these things when they saw them. Only occasionally a few people would go in to see if there was anything they wanted.

Thinking that the child was greedy, the driver didn't hesitate this time and directly carried him into the store.

"Uncle, do you have medicine for sale here?" Zhang Ruiyang saw a man squatting on the ground and reaching under the counter to touch something. He asked. Although the little guy was used to the life of being able to take anything he wanted when he saw that there was only one person in the store, he subconsciously thought that the other person was the owner.

"Ah...ah?" The man didn't realize that the child was talking to him until he took out the half pack of cigarettes under the counter. He touched his head embarrassedly and said, "Why are there medicines for sale here? Oh, no, there are rat poisons."

The driver glared at this unreliable man like a knife, and wanted to leave with Zhang Ruiyang in his arms. Zhang Ruiyang saw the sanitary napkins on the wooden shelf next to him, and he leaned over to take them.

"You took a lot yesterday." The driver saw what he wanted to take and couldn't help but feel a toothache. He didn't understand why this kid was arguing with sanitary napkins. Even so, he didn't stop him.

"All of these are for Auntie. I'm helping you." Zhang Ruiyang explained, and finally caught the colorful packaging. He didn't forget to ask: "Uncle driver, how many do you want?"

"Puff!" The man who was shaking off the dust on the cigarette box and took out a cigarette and lit it couldn't help laughing when he heard the conversation between the two. "Shi Tou, I didn't expect you to have this hobby?"

The driver's face turned black. He silently grabbed the plastic bag from the child and threw it back to its original place, then walked out of the grocery store without looking back, leaving the man's rampant laughter behind him.

"Why don't you want it?" Zhang Ruiyang didn't realize that he had cheated the uncle driver at all, and looked back reluctantly.

"No." The driver answered in a cold voice. At the end, he was worried about scaring the child, so he tried to slow down his tone and added: "I don't need it." If he had known that he just didn't say a word of no, the child would always remember it and then do such a thing, he would never be stingy with words.

"Oh." Hearing the answer, Zhang Ruiyang nodded to show that he understood.

The driver secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it would never happen again. Then he couldn't help but sigh, this little thing is considerate, but sometimes it's a little too considerate, which is annoying. Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that the little guy was going to find medicine just now, probably for the sick ghost. For some reason, he took Zhang Ruiyang directly to the township health center.

The township health center is also a two-story building, with two wards, a delivery room, an office, a duty room, a pharmacy, and a dispensing room on the first floor. The second floor is the operating room, the finance office, the dean's office, family planning and prevention, and three vacant rooms, all with beds, which should be provided for employees to stay. Including the wards and the duty room, there are many beds, so many people live in them. The most important point is that there are several iron stoves in the hospital warehouse, and a large pile of coal blocks is piled in the corner near the ward, which directly solves the heating problem.

When the driver walked in with Zhang Ruiyang in his arms and Dudu behind him, a group of people were warming themselves by the fire in the duty room near the hall. They could be seen through the window, including some who had just gone out to serve as human cushions but failed.

"Shitou, why are you here? Is the little guy okay?" Someone greeted them from a distance.

"Yeah." The driver's answer was still concise and powerful. "Where is the pharmacy?" As soon as he asked, he saw the words "pharmacy" hanging on the door of the room on the other side of the hall, so he walked over directly.

The person who greeted him walked out of the duty room and followed him. "Why, is the little guy injured? Why don't you go find Long Xia?"

"No." The driver glanced at the child lying on his shoulder, "He wants to find medicine."

The pharmacy is very small, only about six or seven square meters. There are shelves for western medicine on two sides and a Chinese medicine cabinet on the other side. There are a pile of cardboard boxes stacked on the ground near the window, which contain various liquid bottles. Although small, it has everything. It's just that a year has passed since the end of the world, and I'm afraid many medicines have expired.

"Little guy, what medicine are you looking for?" Thinking of the fact that such a tiny thing had actually alarmed the entire convoy, and a large group of people followed it foolishly, the man couldn't help laughing and asked.

"I want... I want something for a cough." Zhang Ruiyang was a little dumbfounded looking at the medicine in the room. After hearing the question, he grunted for a long time before he thought of what he should want.

The man couldn't help laughing, but still asked seriously: "Cough, do you have a cold?"

"No, it's the sick uncle... the sick uncle coughed." Zhang Ruiyang looked at the uncle who suddenly appeared expectantly and answered very seriously, naturally hoping that the other party could help him make a decision.

"Oh, how about quick-acting cold tablets?" Listening to his words, the man's eyes slid across the western medicine shelf in the pharmacy, took out a board of cold tablets and asked.

Zhang Ruiyang was a little confused and shook his head, "I don't know. I want... I want something for a cough."

"What about licorice tablets? This cures coughs." The man smiled and picked up a small brown bottle and shook it at the little guy.

"Okay." Zhang Ruiyang took it.

"Cough syrup?"

"...Okay." Continue to take it.

"Rock cabbage slices? For cough relief."

"Oh."

So when the driver returned with Zhang Ruiyang, the little guy already had a large bag of medicine in his arms. He happily thanked the man who helped him find the medicine and said goodbye. The driver had a blank expression on his face, but he was secretly happy in his heart. Finally, he was not the only one who was unlucky.

Back to the house next to the clinic, Fu Dan was still sleeping, but the sick ghost opened his eyes because Xiao Sheng came. It turned out that Xiao Sheng was studying the corpse of the mutant zombie with others before, and it was not until later that he knew that Zhang Ruiyang was carried to the sky by Dudu. He hurried over to see if the child was okay, and by the way, he gave the mutant zombie's crystal core to the sick ghost.

Seeing Yangyang and the others coming back, Wu Ziran and Li Yuanzhuo showed envy in their eyes, but it was because Yangyang could ride on Dudu's back to run around. However, although they were envious, they did not dare to have any ideas about Dudu.

"Hello, Uncle Xiao." Zhang Ruiyang called out, and because Fu Dan was still sleeping, his voice was very low.

Seeing that he was in good spirits and did not look like he was frightened, Xiao Sheng felt relieved, responded, and then asked: "Are you okay?" He was asking the driver.

"No." The driver shook his head and finally put the child on the ground. As

soon as Zhang Ruiyang's feet touched the ground, he ran to the sick ghost, put the medicine in his hand on the ground next to him, and said happily: "Uncle sick, I found medicine for you." In the child's impression, if you are sick, you can get better as long as you get an injection and take medicine.

The sick ghost's eyes slowly swept through the pile of medicine on the ground, his expression unchanged.

"Don't be afraid of bitterness, the disease will be cured after taking the medicine. I used to take medicine to get better when I was sick. If I didn't have a fever, I didn't need an injection. Now there is no doctor aunt..." The little housekeeper muttered while opening the bottle and pouring out the medicine.

One, two, three, four... It seems like there are too many, so pour it back. One, two... Grandma said to take two, two...

Xiao Sheng and others looked at the child in surprise. He didn't ask anyone, but counted the pills alone. They didn't know how he could decide which pills to take and how much of each pill to take. No one thought of stopping him, because no one thought that the sick man would take the medicine.

"Okay." When the last plate of pills was opened with great care, the child breathed a sigh of relief. He held a handful of pills in his little hand and was about to hand it to the sick man, but suddenly remembered: "Oh, there is still water..." As he said this, he looked around, as if he was considering where to put the pills, and suddenly a cup appeared under his eyelids. Li Yuanzhuo, who had been silent, secretly ran to find the water-type supernatural to get them, and asked the fire-type supernatural to boil them warm.

Chapter 193 Mysterious Sick Ghost (4)

"Here, Uncle Sick has taken his medicine." Seeing the water, Zhang Ruiyang smiled broadly at Li Yuanzhuo, then used his free hand to pick up a pill, and stood up to put it to Sick Ghost's mouth. Judging from his posture, he was obviously going to feed him one pill at a time. The driver and

the fire-type psychic, who had seen the little guy use his forehead to test Sick Ghost's body temperature before, could no longer think anything of this. However, Xiao Sheng's scalp was numb, and he wanted to say something to prevent Sick Ghost from embarrassing the little guy. However, before he could say anything, he saw that the sick guy actually stretched out his hand, slowly took all the medicine in Zhang Ruiyang's palm into his own hand, and then took the pill in his other hand, and then put all of them into his mouth.

Oh, damn! Xiao Sheng and the others' eyes almost popped out. Not to mention that Sick Ghost had always been unwilling to give face to anyone, even if he didn't want to refuse the little guy's kindness, he wouldn't have swallowed all the medicine without even looking at it, right? Can medicine be taken like this?

"Brother Sick Ghost, you..." Xiao Sheng said, not knowing what to say. Of course, he would not think that Sick Ghost lacked common sense and did not know that medicine should not be taken carelessly, but would it be a bit too much to rely on the little guy like this?

"The crystal core is useless to me, you can give it to someone who can use it." Sick Ghost looked up at him and continued the previous topic coldly.

Xiao Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then it seemed that he could not say anything except thanking him. Last night, they asked Xiao Linxi and several others to come and identify it. It was confirmed that it was the zombie that attacked them the day before yesterday, but what really shocked them was that the zombie was intact all over, with tough skin and muscles and bones as hard as steel. They took a lot of effort to cut open its head and take out the crystal core. Only then did they find that the zombie's brain had been shattered into mud. Seeing this, Xiao Sheng, who had seen Sick Ghost take action before, asked to open his chest for inspection. Sure enough, he saw that his chest and ribs were shattered, and his chest and abdominal organs were all shattered, but the skin and muscles on the outside were intact. At that moment, not only him, but all those who had used their abilities on the zombie corpses were frightened by the skills of the sick ghost. It was still lying here for them to chop. If it was alive, even if they could really get rid of it, I'm afraid they would lose more than half of their people. What's more, they were not sure they could deal with it. Just by comparing it like this, anyone can see that the gap between them and the sick ghost is not just one or two levels. It seems that it is not incomprehensible that such a person would disdain the crystal core in his hand that is coveted by many superpowers. What he should worry about now is who to give this crystal core to.

"Uncle sick, drink some water." Zhang Ruiyang held the water sent by Li Yuanzhuo and handed it to the sick ghost until he was sure that the two would stop talking.

The sick ghost took it and drank it. He even ate such a large handful of medicine, so he didn't care about drinking an extra glass of water.

"This, and this... wait a minute, this is sweet." Zhang Ruiyang began to prescribe cough syrup. As he spoke, his throat gurgled, and the obvious sound of swallowing saliva made the adults who had walked away but were still secretly paying attention to the situation here laugh.

Is this not over yet? The sick ghost silently took the bottle cap and drank it down.

Zhang Ruiyang finally showed a bright smile on his face, as if as long as the sick ghost took these medicines, the disease would really get better. He carefully closed the lid and put the medicine away. The sick ghost watched his movements, his eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that he closed his eyes again, the three children wisely stopped disturbing him, but they didn't know that he was thinking about something that would affect their lives.

It turned out that the sick ghost didn't plan to do anything, because he knew too well how this doomsday came about. In his opinion, no matter how hard humans try, they can't escape destruction. But now, looking at these immature faces, he suddenly felt that ordinary people only live for a hundred or eighty years, and even if they live longer, they can hardly live more than two hundred years. It seems that it is not impossible for him to find a way to let them live out their lives in peace and die of old age. Thinking of this, he unconsciously began to search in his mind, but after searching for a long time, he found that there was nothing useful. There are countless classics and techniques in his mind, but these all require spiritual energy to practice. It is a pity that this wasteland has no spiritual energy at all, but is full of foul air. Otherwise, why can't he repair the damaged spiritual roots and always look like he is dying. Fortunately, he has learned a lot, and it only takes some time for him to come up with a technique suitable for the physique and environment of wastelanders.

Zhang Yi didn't know that his son had found a giant umbrella, but his current situation was very bad. After the first glass was broken and the mutant flying ants rushed in and devoured five of Luo Heizi's men before being killed, they finally realized how terrible this creature was.

The broken window was sealed again, and the other windows were reinforced. Everyone gathered on the first floor. Listening to the rustling sound that was still like silkworms eating mulberry leaves, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Luo Heizi, who was originally arrogant and self-reliant, changed his expression and became unusually cooperative. Because he finally understood that in front of such a huge group of flying ants, the ordinary people under his command were completely useless, and the awakened ones had no advantage over the number of people brought by Meng Zhan. Anyone who was not a fool should know that cooperating with Meng Zhan and the others was the best choice. As for Zhang Yi and the others, they were just a bonus in his eyes. Only three of the seven people were awakened. I guess no one would take such a combination seriously.

"Do you have any way to deal with it?" Luo Heizi asked Meng Zhan.

Meng Zhan didn't absorb a single crystal core, so his supernatural power naturally didn't recover much, but he had to stop absorbing it. After hearing what Luo Heizi said, he thought for a moment and said, "This thing is afraid of fire."

So everyone started to move, gathering all the things that could be ignited in the entire building to the lobby on the first floor, including the people who came with Meng Zhan. The torches were lit, but it was very difficult to ignite, especially if they were not waved, and the flames would go out after a few shakes, not to mention dealing with the flying ants that were rushing over. Without fuel, alcohol and other combustion aids, it was a waste of effort. After all, it was impossible to stop the mutant ants that could penetrate everywhere by just making a few fires on the ground. There was a

slight pop sound, followed by a buzzing sound like a fighter jet, which startled the helpless people and they hurriedly looked for the direction of the sound. However, before they saw the terrifying black fog, a scream came to their ears.

Nan Shao dodged and blocked Zhang Yi's left side, and the other people in the team also came over. Zhang Yi, however, did not move and exchanged positions with Nan Shao before he could react. At the same time, he swung his machete, and the knife light formed an airtight wall to block the flying ants. The bodies of the flying ants fell like black snow, and in a blink of an eye, they formed a thick layer.

Screams came one after another, and the people present reacted quickly. It took only two or three minutes to repair the damaged wall and eliminate the flying ants that broke in, but four more people were in trouble, one of whom was a superpower. There were many injured people, some were bitten by flying ants, and some were burned by flames.

"Pah!" Routa Chen slapped a flying ant that was still biting on his arm, spat, and cursed: "Damn it!" His face was covered with blood, and his clothes were torn, especially the trouser legs, which were the most torn, and the scarred thighs could be clearly seen inside. In fact, it was not just him, most people were like this, and only a few people survived for various reasons. Everyone had a knife in their hands, but few could use the wind from the knife to weave a net like Zhang Yi to kill thumb-sized ants. Except for the psychics who used their powers, most of the others just slapped with their hands, and the effect was imaginable. Even Zhang Yi had his trouser legs cut off in half. After all, no matter how fast he moved, he would be able to protect the vital parts. Nan Shao was fine, only his clothes were damaged, and his body was unscathed. Therefore, as soon as the flying ants that broke in were eliminated, he immediately took the time to heal the wounds of several people. Luo Heizi and the healing psychics who were under special protection in Meng Zhan's team also took action. Fortunately, although the injuries of each person looked scary, they were not serious. The serious ones had already died, so it didn't take too much effort. But no one looked happy, especially when they heard the rustling sound outside that seemed to never stop.

"Let's go to the basement." Someone suddenly suggested.

Until then, except for the newly arrived Meng Zhan and his group, everyone else remembered that this motel had a basement, which only had some abandoned things left. It was very empty, and it was no problem to accommodate hundreds of people. Although it was completely impossible to stop these rampant flying ants, at least it could buy more time. Therefore, before the man finished speaking, someone had already stood up and rushed to the basement.

"Take all the firewood!" Luo Heizi shouted. So the people who had just run out turned back and went to the middle of the house to pick up the wood that had been chopped into pieces. Except for

those who were inconvenient with their hands, the hundred or so people each took a handful, which was enough to transfer all the collected firewood to the basement. The remaining scraps of wood were piled at the entrance of the basement, ready to be ignited at any time. With

so many people squeezed into the basement of about 200 square meters at once, the air couldn't help but seem extremely stuffy. Under the dim light of the candles, the shadowy figures and faces of the people were as pale as ghosts.

"It's over, it's all over..." Some people couldn't stand this death threat that was like slow slicing, and howled, but Luo Heizi's crisp and bright slap silenced them, leaving only sobs.

"Cry! Cry your mother? Who's going to die? Get out of here if you don't want to live!"

It can be seen that he is very majestic in the convoy. After beating and scolding, several people who wanted to cry and make a fuss suddenly dared not to speak again.

"Who else has a solution?" Luo Heizi's eyes swept across the crowd and stopped at Zhang Yinan Shao and others. He was busy with his own affairs before, so he didn't notice how they dealt with the flying ants, but when he saw that no one was hurt, he knew that he had made a mistake. However, this was not enough for him to pay attention to them, before he was sure that there was some luck involved.

No one spoke for a long time. They were now like a group of beasts trapped in an iron cage, watching the swords and spears about to fall on them, with claws but no power.

Boom! A fireball was thrown at the pile of broken wood at the exit of the basement. Flames rose up. The swarming black fog was blocked in front, but it seemed to have no idea of ​​retreating. It all fell into the flames, making crackling sounds, and a smell of burnt protein spread in the air.

"Quickly seal the door!" Someone saw that the flames were faintly extinguished in front of the black fog, and couldn't help shouting in panic.

Seal the door, everyone knows what this means. The flying ants can still come in, and after they gnaw the door of the basement or the ceiling above their heads, they can only stay here and wait for death to come. But they have no choice.

The person closest to them rushed over to close the door. Although he was stung by the flying ants that rushed through the flames, he was easily killed because of the small number. It can be seen that this kind of thing is powerful only in quantity, and a single one is not to be feared at all.

The sound of knocking came from the door, and everyone looked at each other. Finally, the earth and gold powers stood up and reinforced the door with mud walls and metal.

Time may be like a blunt knife cutting flesh for them, but it may also be a ray of hope.

Chapter 194 The Flying Ant Disaster (1)

However, soon someone discovered that they would have to face another disaster - lack of oxygen. The ventilation facilities in the basement were probably not very good. With hundreds of people rushing in at once and the door sealed shut, it suddenly became a bit suffocating.

"Damn! If I'm suffocated to death, I might as well rush out now and kill his mother!"

"If you don't go, you're a grandson." Everyone looked at the person who spoke like an idiot, and some people didn't forget to mock him. They had all seen the fate of people being wrapped by flying ants. If he could still say such a thing, what else could he be but an idiot.

That person was certainly not an idiot. He might have a bad temper, but he was definitely not stupid. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said this after the door was completely sealed. Therefore, when he was squeezed, he just sneered, "I don't have a grandson as old as you." But he didn't accept the challenge. "

Okay, if you don't have time to talk like a woman, you might as well think of a way." Luo Heizi interrupted the two people unhappily.

"Let's fight." After the two people who disliked each other were shouted at, a cowardly voice suddenly sounded.

Why hide if you can fight? Luo Heizi raised his thick black eyebrows and was about to get angry, but the man continued: "Open the door. There is not much space at the door, and there is a fire blocking it. As long as one person blocks it and arranges another person to help behind, it should be blocked. Everyone takes turns, and there is plenty of time to rest."

"Besides, with an entrance, those flying ants will naturally drill into the entrance, and will not spend more energy to chew the floor." Meng Zhan, who had been silent, took over the conversation and looked at the person who made the suggestion with a little approval. Perhaps they were scared by the chase before, so they only thought about escaping and never considered fighting head-on. But in fact, because they were prepared, there was still time, and they had the advantage of terrain, they were not completely powerless to fight back.

"Okay, do it!" Luo Heizi waved his hand proudly and decided the matter. "I don't believe that with so many of us, we can't kill those damned creatures. Everyone, listen to me. I'm going to make a promise here today. Whoever can hold out at the door for an hour will get half a pack of biscuits. After the biscuits are distributed, we'll give him half a pound of rice and flour for two hours." When he said this, his eyes fell on the Nan Shao and Meng Zhan teams, obviously knowing that they were short of food.

Zhang Yi was very excited. He knew his ability and could hold out for an hour or two. He could continue after a break. Although he couldn't feed everyone, he could get through it. With this in mind, he didn't come forward immediately, but kept his cool and watched the reactions of others.

"But before that, there's one more thing. Most of our supplies are still in the car outside. If anyone can get them in, I'll give him 100 pounds of rice and 100 pounds of flour." Luo Heizi paused and continued, but the price he offered was not high, and it seemed like he was just saying it casually, because he didn't think anyone would dare to go. After

hearing this, everyone immediately understood that he probably didn't have much food left. This is not a good thing for them. Even if they have the courage and determination to fight to the end, it is useless without enough food. However, who has the ability to go out and bring in the food? Not to mention that Luo Heizi only promised 200 kilograms of food, no one is willing to share half of it. That is not just a job of putting your head on the belt, but a dead end. It is better to drive away than to have the ability to rush out and carry things in one by one.

"I want one third, and I can choose the things myself." Just when everyone was silent, a voice sounded calmly.

Everyone, including Zhang Yi, looked at the person who spoke in surprise-Nan Shao, and was very surprised that he dared to take on this task. Zhang Yi and others frowned, and disapproval appeared in their eyes. Others thought that this person was simply crazy about being in the limelight. He dared to take advantage of his ability at this time. He would not know how he died later. He had been in the apocalypse for more than a year and still did not know the importance of the situation. They could not help but despise him. Naturally, they were too lazy to put their minds on a dying person, even if he was a "healing" superpower. Luo Heizi was overjoyed, but his face showed an indecisive expression. After a while, he nodded like a hero: "Okay, no matter how much you get back, we will divide it according to your words." Of course, he knew that even if everyone in his team risked their lives, they might not be able to get back a bag of rice. Now that someone was willing to test the waters, how could he not be happy. Not to mention that he did not believe that the other party had the ability to get the things back, even if he really got them back, he would give the other party one-third, and his two-thirds would be considered picked up. Therefore, he had already agreed in his heart, but he did not want others to see that he was impatient, so he deliberately acted hesitant.

Seeing that the two had agreed, Zhang Yi stopped trying to persuade them, tidied up his tattered clothes, and prepared to go together. However, Routa Chen pulled Nan Shao to a corner and said anxiously, "Are you crazy? Didn't you see how those people died?"

"Don't expect us to accompany you if you are willing to die." Xu Jing followed slowly, leaning against the wall with her arms around her chest, and said lightly.

"Nan Shao, I don't see any possibility of success in this matter." Shi Pengsan, who rarely spoke, also spoke up, obviously disapproving of his recklessness.

Nan Shao did not argue, but just shook off Routa Chen's fat hand that was pulling him, and brushed off the tattered sleeves in disgust, which made people angry, and then said calmly, "I'll go alone."

"What can you do alone?" Zhang Yi glared at him and replied unhappily, then tore a piece of rag from his body and wiped the machete in his hand. The knife was stained with a layer of sticky black ant blood, which was extremely smelly.

Nan Shao certainly couldn't ignore him, let alone perfunctorily, so he lowered his voice and explained: "I just found out that those flying ants can't hurt me. But my ability is not strong enough to protect others, so I can only go alone. No matter how many I bring back, at least I can fill everyone's stomachs first. In addition, I also want to explore the situation of the flying ants outside, otherwise, do we really have to hide here and wait for them to disperse by themselves?"

After hearing his reasons, Routa Chen and the others couldn't help but relax a lot. Regardless of whether his decision was right or wrong, at least he had considered it seriously, and it was for everyone. Only the latter point cannot be blamed.

"How many flying ants broke in before? How many are there outside?" Zhang Yi was unmoved and asked unhappily. He was not against Nan Shao's decision, but he was dissatisfied with such a hasty judgment. Too many ants can bite an elephant to death. Who can guarantee that Nan Shao can withstand more flying ants' attacks.

"I don't know how to explain this. It's purely a feeling. Ah Yi, if you believe me, I'm still reluctant to die." Nan Shao was not afraid of opposition. He was afraid that Zhang Yi would insist on following him out, so he patiently tried to persuade others. In fact, for him, the current situation was not to the point where he needed to sacrifice himself for others. He dared to go out, naturally he had a certain degree of confidence.

Zhang Yi certainly believed him, but he was just afraid that he would make a mistake. Seeing that he was so confident, he could only compromise: "You will block the door with me for a while."

"Okay." Nan Shao agreed readily, knowing that Zhang Yi was worried and wanted to further confirm whether he could really avoid being hurt by flying ants.

While they were talking here, the earth-type supernaturalists in Luo Heizi's convoy began to dig holes in the ground. It turned out that when someone saw a hole formed by hollowing out the ground because of sealing the door with soil, he thought of digging a tunnel to escape. Luo Heizi immediately decided to catch both sides at the same time, which was also a chance to survive. But he would not choose this route unless it was absolutely necessary, because that meant abandoning the car and the things in it, and it was even more likely that he would be caught up by the flying ants before he had gone far. As for the earth-type psychics who participated in digging the tunnel, they naturally did not have to go to the door to resist the flying ants, and they could still get food.

Seeing that Nan Shao had not made any movement, Luo Heizi thought that he had been persuaded by his companions to give up, and he could not help but feel a little disappointed, but if the other party really regretted it shamelessly, he would be helpless, at most he would just say a few words of criticism, which would not help, but would make him look narrow-minded, so he simply put the matter aside and waited until the door was broken open.

Meng Zhan's people were busy recovering their abilities. It was estimated that they would not make any moves before that. Luo Heizi was not in a hurry either. He had food and people. No matter when the flying ants broke through the door of the basement, it would not affect him much. Of course, these were all relative. After all, the air in the basement was really bad. It all depended on which side lost its patience first.

However, Nan Shao did not want to waste time with them because Zhang Yi was still hungry.

"Open the door." He walked towards Luo Heizi and said.

Luo Heizi was refreshed. As if he was afraid that he would regret it, he did not ask any more questions and immediately shouted loudly: "Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing!"

"Hey!" A black-faced man got up from the ground and limped over.

"Go, open the door for this brother." Luo Heizi raised his chin and ordered. After the man responded and walked towards the exit of the basement, he stopped Nan Shao who was about to follow him and took out a car key from his arms and threw it to him: "Go out of the main gate and go to the right. The third car is a truck."

Nan Shao took it and turned around and left decisively.

Seeing that the door of the basement was about to be opened, the others stood up from the ground and were on full alert to prevent the flying ants from rushing in.

Nan Shao walked back to his team. Zhang Yi and the others were ready. When he came back, they walked towards the door together. Although the person who suggested it before said that only two people were enough to block the door, no one would really let only two people block it before it was confirmed. Only after they stood in position did Zhou Xing start to remove the metal plates and earth and stones that sealed the door. Only then did everyone know that he was actually a gold and earth dual-powered person.

Zhou Xing first carefully rolled up the metal layer like a roll of paper and put it aside for easy access at any time. Then he carefully inspected the soil wall layer and confirmed that there was no flying ants penetrating it. Only then did he slowly transfer the soil back to the original place and fill the pit formed by taking the soil before. He was very cautious throughout the process. When he found that the door of the basement had not been eaten through, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to Nan Shao and the others: "It's up to you." After that, he quickly retreated to a safe area.

Chapter 195 The Flying Ant Plague (2)

Luo Heizi and the fire-type superpowers in Meng Zhan's team passed by Zhou Xing and walked to the front, in case Nan Shao and his team could not hold on, and they could also eliminate the flying ants that broke in in time.

"I'll open the door." Nan Shao pulled Zhang Yi and exchanged positions with him.

Zhang Yi hesitated slightly, but ultimately did not fight with him. If he couldn't even hold on at the door, there was no way he could get food outside.

Nan Shao reached out and grasped the door handle, turned around and said to Zhang Yi and the others: "You only need to kill those that slipped past me, and as for those that fell on me, don't move."

It was not until countless flying ants that rushed over the unextinguished fire pile wrapped Nan Shao's body, as if he was covered with a thick layer of black armor, that everyone understood why he had made such a special instruction. Seeing Nan Shao, who didn't even show his face, everyone was frightened. Zhang Yi's hands were shaking as he cleaned up the flying ants that had escaped. He used all his strength to restrain the urge to swing his knife to cut off the ant shell. Anyway, it was a good sign that he didn't disappear in an instant like the few people who died before, without even a hair left.

"Ayi, I'm leaving." Ten minutes later, Nan Shao shook his body, and saw the flying ants that had been clinging to him falling like snowflakes. In a blink of an eye, they accumulated into a thick layer. Although they were soon wrapped up again by the ants flying behind, in that extremely short moment, Zhang Yi still saw that he was intact and finally relieved. He responded and quickly took over when Nan Shao walked around the fire. Shi Pengsan stood in his position.

The walls, doors and windows on the first floor facing the road had been completely destroyed, and the hollow was like the mouth of a monster, as if it wanted to swallow everything. The entire hall was occupied by a dense cloud of flying ants, as thick as flowing ink. As soon as Nan Shao walked out, he was completely annihilated.

Zhang Yi had no time to be distracted at this time, which saved him from a lot of random thoughts, but he was still a little worried. It was not until the sound of a car starting outside that he knew that Nan Shao was still alive and had successfully found a truck loaded with supplies that he breathed a sigh of relief. It

was not until he was trapped in the tide of flying ants that Nan Shao realized that he had overestimated himself. He was able to fight against the flying ants entirely because of his supernatural powers, which were distributed on the surface of his body. As long as the flying ants came into contact with him, he could directly absorb their vitality. These flying ants were small in size and had little vitality. They would soon be sucked dry and die, so they would not cause much harm to him. This was also the reason why he dared to make this trip. But he overlooked one point, that is, although the flying ants did not cause much damage to him, it was still there. It was just that because his supernatural powers helped the body repair, the wounds bitten by the dead ants were completely healed at the moment they fell off, and at first glance it looked like he had never been injured. He was afraid that Zhang Yi would worry, so he didn't say anything. Until there were flying ants all around, like floating covers covering his body, he could hardly stretch his hands and feet, let alone see the road, and he was lucky to be able to breathe. His whole body was crawling with flying ants, and layer after layer of them died. The wounds that had just healed were bitten open again in the blink of an eye, and then healed again under the action of vitality. This repeated, although it did not cause too serious damage, it was like being tortured, and it was endless.

He overestimated his ability to endure pain, but now that things have come to this, there is no reason to give up. Besides, he should always let Zhang Yi eat enough. It was just that the flying ants blocked his view, and he could only rely on his previous impression to feel his way to Luo Heizi's truck loaded with supplies. He went the wrong way several times, which naturally took a lot of time. It was another hassle to unlock the car and get in, but he finally got the car started. Fortunately, the flying ants were not interested in these vehicles without living things, otherwise there would be nothing left for them.

But when Nan Shao got into the cab, the situation was different. There were dense ding-dong-dong sounds coming from the glass in front and on both sides and the ceiling. He shook off the flying ants on his body and let his body rest for a while, but he didn't dare to delay, fearing that the supplies in the back of the car would be eaten up by these flying ants that could eat everything, and his trip would be in vain.

But at this time, he was still like a blind man. Even if he turned on the car lights, he couldn't see a single ray of light because the flying ants covered too densely. Therefore, he could only rely on experience and silently calculate in his mind, slowly sliding the car out of the convoy, driving forward for a distance, then turning and rushing to the lobby of the motel.

Bang! The truck rushed straight into the hollowed-out main entrance of the hotel and hit the opposite wall. Fortunately, Nan Shao controlled the speed, and the impact was not strong, so he was fine. He opened the door and jumped out of the car, facing the flying ants that were rushing over him again. He reached into the back of the truck and picked up a bag of whatever it was. He then found a pile of things in plastic bags, grabbed a few bags, and then groped his way to the basement with difficulty. Until the light of the fire, which was burning more and more vigorously because of the countless flying ants, shone through the gaps between the ants on his face into his closed eyelids, reflecting a bloody red at the bottom of his pupils, he shook off the ants on his eyelids, and his eyes came in handy again, and he walked over faster.

Unexpectedly, he actually came back intact, and the whole basement was in an uproar. Among them, Meng Zhan and his group, who had fought several battles with the flying ants, were particularly shocked, because they had never seen anyone with any bones left after being wrapped by flying ants, so their eyes changed when they looked at Nan Shao. Luo Heizi, who also lost several people, didn't feel as deeply about the flying ants as Meng Zhan and the others. Although he knew how powerful they were, he couldn't help but think again when he saw Nan Shao return safely. He thought that maybe these flying ants were not as scary as he imagined, and he thought of sending people out to move food. He felt a little sad that he had to give one third of so many supplies to others.

Nan Shao didn't care what they thought. He directly asked for his share and started a fire and found a pot to boil on the spot. He asked Meng Zhan's people for water. With so many crystal cores given to them, it was not a big deal to get some water. Nan Shao went upstairs again and searched for pots and bowls according to his memory.

After Nan Shao got his things in, he changed his clothes. The original set of clothes could no longer cover his body. Now he was sitting there to rest. Zhang Yi and the others also withdrew, and Luo Heizi's people took over. Jie Chen and Xiao Peiyuan, who did not have a turn to cook, took on the task of cooking, while Nan Shao helped Zhang Yi treat his calf and instep that were bitten to a bloody mess. Although Zhang Yi's knife was fast, it was limited in length and could not protect his feet.

"Don't go. Wait for me to get more food back, enough for us to eat." Looking at the pair of bruised legs, Nan Shao said with a dark face.

"It's okay, I know what I'm doing." Zhang Yi didn't care about this level of injury anymore. After a pause, he smiled and said, "Don't you have it?" He knew that Nan Shao felt sorry for him, but he was a man and not without ability. How could he shrink behind others in this critical moment? Of course, he couldn't agree, but he didn't want to reject the other party's kindness, so he added this soothing sentence at the end.

Nan Shao looked at him silently for a while, until he felt guilty, then he turned his eyes away, sighed softly, and said nothing more. What else can he say? They are all men, how can they not understand each other's thoughts? Just thinking that he couldn't protect him, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

"Brother, your ability is not simple!" When the atmosphere was a little cold, Meng Zhan's voice interrupted. After getting a chance to breathe and getting support from Zhang Yi and others, his attitude was no longer as stiff as when he first arrived, and he even had a faint intention to show goodwill. Of course, it was probably related to Nan Shao's ability to fight against flying ants. Since

the disaster at the end of the world, Nan Shao basically tore off the gentle mask on his face, and faced everyone except Zhang Yi and his son with his slightly cold personality. But now that several people are in a bad situation, he can't do anything on his own. Naturally, he won't offend the leader of the team with more than 40 people with abilities. Although he was not enthusiastic when he heard it, he also answered lightly: "It's just that the repair ability is faster than ordinary people."

Meng Zhan is not easy to fool. If it's just the fast repair ability, then those flying ants attached to him are dead from eating too much? However, the other party obviously didn't want to talk, so he naturally wouldn't be so ignorant as to get to the bottom of it, but he was determined to bring his teammates closer to him.

"Doesn't Yunzhou have a base? Why are you here?" Zhang Yi didn't want to offend the other party, so he changed the subject and at the same time inquired about the situation in Yunzhou.

"Yes. There used to be..." Meng Zhan squatted down beside them, stretched out his hand as if to take something out of his trouser pocket, but it turned out to be empty. He rubbed his hands, feeling a little uncomfortable, "As long as there are people, how can there be no base. But it was messed up by a bunch of bastards, and I couldn't stay here, so I came here to try my luck. If I had known I would encounter this, I might as well have stayed where I was."

"Oh? Can you tell me more about it?" Zhang Yi asked. There was a problem with the base again. Not only him, but also the people on Luo Heizi's side pricked up their ears, trying to find out what was going on. You can't go there with so much trouble, but end up staying here, right?

"There is nothing I can't say. In troubled times, evil spirits emerge. Since the rainstorm, a force has suddenly emerged in Yunzhou Base, calling itself the Protestant Church. Its purpose is to revive zombies, eliminate mutant creatures, and save humanity. There are people with special abilities in this group, but most of them are non-awakened. However, they can easily kill those ferocious mutant creatures when even ordinary people with special abilities are helpless. So they have attracted a large number of believers in a short period of time." Meng Zhan produced a knife from nowhere and said while shaving his face.

"Isn't this good?" Although the word Protestantism easily reminds people of cults, and the purpose of the religion is also ridiculous, but the fact that non-awakened people can fight against mutant creatures is a good thing for all survivors. Not to mention Zhang Yi's heart pounding, even Xu Jing and others couldn't help but turn their attention to him.

"It was okay at the beginning, because of the existence of Protestantism, the base safely survived the impact of biological mutation, and many people were able to survive the most difficult time. So more and more people supported it, not just ordinary people, but also many people with special abilities and mutants, and even some high-ranking officials of the base." At this point, Meng Zhan's eyes showed a trace of disdain and anger, and his voice unconsciously became heavier. "It was precisely because of this that when they turned the entire base upside down for something that was said to be related to the cause of the end of the world and contained a way to save it, and even searched everyone, and offered a huge reward for people to find it and report clues, no one cared. No one even saw the shadow of the thing, but a lot of bastards took advantage of the situation and caused a lot of trouble. We didn't want to be treated like animals, so we chose to leave."

"What exactly is that thing?" Luo Heizi came over at some point and couldn't help asking when he heard this.

"It is said to be a piece of black iron." Meng Zhan answered, and then he made a "Puh" sound and cursed: "What the hell! If a piece of broken iron can solve the end of the world, what are we doing with those scientists?" Obviously, to him, this statement was nothing more than something made up by the Protestant religion to mislead people.

Chapter 196 The Plague of Flying Ants (3)

Zhang Yi could not help but glance at Nan Shao and found that he was also looking at him. He probably remembered the piece of iron that Ge Yuanxiu had given them. At that time, neither of them believed that a piece of iron would be related to the end of the world, so Nan Shao just put it away and did not pay much attention to it. If they had not encountered Meng Zhan, even if they arrived at Yunzhou Base safely, they would probably be in trouble because of the existence of the piece of iron. On the other side, Luo Heizi was already shouting: "What? You are also looking for this thing?"

When this was said, Zhang Yi and Meng Zhan were a little surprised and looked at him. Fortunately, he was very sensible, or he didn't want to keep people in suspense. Without waiting for anyone to ask, he continued: "After the Bowei Base was controlled by the surname Tang, he also mobilized people to look for some black iron piece. We thought he was crazy, but we didn't expect that your Yunzhou Base was also looking for this thing. It seems that even if it has nothing to do with the end of the world, it is probably a very important thing."

Some people agreed with this view, while others disagreed. Those who agree naturally think that if it is not important, why bother to mobilize so many troops, while those who do not think so think that those people may be repairing the plank road in the open, but secretly crossing Chencang, and have other purposes. But no matter what the truth is, it has nothing to do with them for the time being. They can only talk about other things after

they get through this hurdle. "Ah!" Luo Heizi slapped his thigh and said a little depressed: "If I had known that the situation over there was like this, I would not have made this trip in vain. I might as well occupy a place for myself." What he said was not wrong. At present, there are abandoned cities and lands everywhere. You don't have to take on debts for more than ten or twenty years to buy a bird cage. As long as you have the strength, no one will care even if you want to live in the palace.

This impromptu exchange forced the three parties to rethink their future destinations. However, for Zhang Yi and others, they were not looking for a place to stay, so they might still have to go to Yunzhou Base. Therefore, Zhang Yi asked about Zhang Ruiyang and Li Muran again, but the result was still disappointing. Disappointment again and again, disappointment seems to become less unbearable, because they no longer dare to expect anything.

After a conversation, the rice was cooked. Meng Zhan walked away tactfully. The food was limited, and Zhang Yi and his friends were not prepared to share with others, so they did not pretend to invite them. They scraped the pot clean one bowl at a time, and each of them was given a section of ham and half a bag of pickled mustard. It was also Nan Shao's good luck. The bags he brought back turned out to contain some good things such as biscuits, pickled mustard, and canned food. Fortunately, the flying ants were not interested in other things when they could touch living things, so he was able to carry them back safely. Even the rice bag was only bitten open on the shoulder, but the rice did not spill out. It was also from this that Nan Shao was able to determine that these flying ants had limited intelligence and were foraging by instinct. This cognition did not seem to help them with their current situation, but it still made him feel relieved.

While they were eating, Luo Heizi planned to arrange for someone to go out and get food. Thinking of the canned ham and other things that Nan Shao had taken away just now, his heart ached and trembled. Of course, such a small amount of things was certainly not worth it for him to do so. What he felt sorry for was the amount of food that had to be divided from the entire truck. Meng Zhan knew how powerful the flying ants were and would never dare to take risks again. He would rather let people stand at the door for a few hours to earn some food than to lose a few more lives. Moreover, when he was really desperate, he still had a choice. But for him, it was better not to choose this choice.

Luo Heizi selected five superpowers: gold, fire, wind, thunder, and ice, and asked them to find a way to distribute the superpowers throughout the body like Nan Shao did, to see if they could withstand the attack of the flying ants. However, this required too much superpower. The strongest gold superpower in their team tried it, but it could only turn half of the body into metal. Did they have to give up the other half? So the gold superpower, which was originally the most promising, could only be excluded. For a fire-type superpower to surround itself with a circle of fire without burning itself, it is even more difficult than for a metal-type superpower to metalize its entire body, not to mention that it is necessary to ensure that the food will not be burned when it is carried. The fire-type superpower who was pointed out was self-aware and gave up directly. On the other hand, the wind-type superpower and the lightning-type superpower seemed to be able to give it a try, but after the two of them went out, they never came back, which made Luo Heizi feel distressed and he dared not let

anyone go out to take risks again. After this tossing, Meng Zhan's people also recovered their combat power. The earth-type superpower began to help dig the tunnel, and the others replaced Zhang Yi and his team to guard the door of the basement. But as long as Nan Shao went out, Zhang Yi would definitely stand by the door to meet him.

Time passed day by day, and the food that Nan Shao brought back alone was consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The tunnel had been dug for two kilometers, and the flying ants seemed endless. Even though the corpses were several feet thick, there was still no sign of reduction. After not seeing the sun for a long time and being trapped in the endless mechanical repetition of fighting with flying ants, not to mention the superpowers who directly participated in the battle, even the ordinary people in Luo Cheng's team who didn't have to do anything felt a kind of fatigue and despair rising from the bottom of their hearts.

"Are you really not leaving?" Luo Cheng looked at Zhang Yi and Meng Zhan's two teams who were still sitting there to rest, and asked. After more than ten days of getting along, he had already respected Nan Shao from the bottom of his heart for being able to come and go freely in the flying ant colony, and he also liked Zhang Yi, Meng Zhan and others more, so he asked them again before leaving.

"No, if you haven't come back by this time tomorrow, maybe I will consider it." Meng Zhan was as straightforward as always.

"Have a good trip." Zhang Yi was even more straightforward.

"Then take care, everyone, and hope to see you again one day." Seeing that they had no intention of changing their minds, Luo Cheng no longer forced them, said goodbye, and led them down the tunnel.

Nan Shao noticed again that a woman kept looking back at Zhang Yi, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. He frowned and blocked the sight that made him uncomfortable. Zhang Yi was unaware of this, or maybe because he originally liked the opposite sex, in order not to make Nan Shao suspicious, after the two of them confirmed their relationship, he rarely looked at women again, and naturally didn't care about their gaze.

"What good ideas do you have?" Zhang Yi asked Nan Shao. It turned out that the reason why they didn't leave was because Nan Shao thought that with such a large number of flying ants, let alone digging a tunnel of only two kilometers, even if they dug ten or twenty kilometers, they would probably be caught up soon. At that time, they might not be as lucky as they are now, and there would be another basement for them to breathe. Even if they were lucky enough to escape, these flying ants would still be a huge scourge. Whoever encountered them would be unlucky. For the sake of others and themselves, they couldn't just leave like this.

As for Meng Zhan not taking people away, as he said to Luo Cheng, he was not optimistic about this kind of escape. Of course, there was another more important reason, that he saw hope in Nan Shao. Fortunately, they did not leave, otherwise, Zhang Yi and the other six would not be able to survive until Nan Shao solved the problem. In the end, they would probably have to follow the path of Luo Cheng and others no matter how unwilling they were.

"I plan to go to that tunnel to have a look." Nan Shao answered, not to discuss, but to inform. "I remember Meng Zhan said that those flying ants covered the highway for about one kilometer. We have been killing them here day and night for nearly twenty days. It stands to reason that even if we can't kill them all, they will be significantly reduced, but the reality is not the case. I think it is necessary to find the reason why the flying ants are endless."

Zhang Yi frowned and remained silent. But Routa Chen shouted: "No! Who knows what we will encounter, we can't let you go alone."

"Then you will accompany me? With your flesh, you can help me buy some time, which is better than nothing." Nan Shao looked at him and told a joke that couldn't be colder.

Routa Chen shuddered and laughed dryly: "I haven't finished what I said yet. It won't be of any use for me to go. Let's go through the tunnel. At least we are still together. Right, Brother Yi." At the end, he did not forget to seek support from Zhang Yi. It was because he had been with Nan Shao and Zhang Yi the longest that he did not care about Nan Shao's alienation and started to persuade him.

Nan Shao did not want to embarrass Zhang Yi, so he said in a bad mood: "Okay, if I was not sure, I would not mention it. Do you really think I have great sentiments and would sacrifice myself for others?" Even if he had to sacrifice, he would only do it for Zhang Yi. At this point, he looked at Zhang Yi, his expression instantly turned gentle, and the speed of his expression changed, which made others feel jealous.

"I have to go." Whether it was to allow everyone present to escape safely, or for their rear base - the newly established Ronghe Shelter, which could not withstand any damage.

"I will wait here for you to come back." Zhang Yi knew that he had to speak, and after thinking for a long time, he said this.

"Okay." Nan Shao smiled slightly, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of Zhang Yi's head. Regardless of everyone watching, he kissed him hard on the lips, then stood up and walked out of the basement, stepping into the ant fog composed of countless flying ants.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously stood up, looking at the place where his figure disappeared, and the hand hanging by his side could not help but tighten, his heart was filled with powerlessness and uneasiness, and he didn't care about kissing in public, which should have made him embarrassed and angry. Routa Chen and the others knew about the relationship between the two for a long time, and they didn't think anything of it. They just felt a little uncomfortable watching Nan Shao go on an adventure alone, while Meng Zhan and the others were very surprised, and their eyes looking at Zhang Yi couldn't help but carry a little strangeness.

Nan Shao walked out of the dilapidated door of the hotel wearing a thick armor made of flying ants. Because he couldn't see, he walked very hard. He finally found a car, hesitated for a moment, and gave up. It was freezing cold, and the car had been outside for so long. Even if it wasn't trapped by the snow, it would probably not start. What's more, he couldn't see, so driving was more dangerous than walking.

He stood there for a while, confirmed the direction, and then he took another step.

Hell. After walking for a while in the endless darkness and the sound of wings, these two words suddenly popped up in Nan Shao's mind. Isn't the situation in front of him, and even the whole world, just like the legendary hell? Walking corpses, iron-boned beasts that feed on humans, dangers everywhere and endless killings, the dark and cold world, everything, except hell, how else can it be explained?

Chapter 197 The Plague of Flying Ants (4)

Fine and dense, dense and sharp pains were transmitted from all parts of the body to the brain, even the soles of the feet were not spared. Even though there was a bursting sound every time he landed, the next time he lifted his foot, the ubiquitous flying ants would pounce on him and bite off a piece of flesh. In the short time between landing and lifting his foot, the life energy flowed and repaired the damaged part. This cycle repeated itself, like being in hell, with a thousand deaths and a thousand lives between each step, and there was no way to stay for a moment. The pain aroused the fire in his heart, making him almost crazy, but Nan Shao knew that once the repair energy could not keep up with the damage of the flying ants, it would be a luxury to maintain the current state. In the end, his fate would be the same as those of the others who were buried in the flying ants, with no body left. So even though he was so angry that he wanted to tear himself into pieces, he still tried to keep a clear mind and walked towards his destination step by step.

The sole of his shoe had been chewed through long ago, and the blood of the ants that were crushed and exploded penetrated Nan Shao's body through the wounds on the soles

of his feet that had not yet healed, but the pain covered everything and made him unaware. Snap! Nan Shao suddenly raised his hand and slapped the ant that was biting his face. At the moment when the ant made a crisp explosion and black blood splashed, he inexplicably felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. It was as if he had broken through some kind of restriction. Over and over again, he slapped the ants that were biting him from slow to fast, but he didn't think about whether it was necessary. The black ant blood covered his upper body, and then quietly seeped into the new wounds. The slapping continued, and every time the sound of the ant's body being slapped would bring a sharp pleasure to people. Although this sense of pleasure was short-lived, and was followed by a stronger sense of mania and violence, Nan Shao still couldn't stop as if he was addicted. As the ant blood mixed into the wound, the violent emotions gradually reached the peak. When he was about to run away like a wild horse and destroy everything, he suddenly felt his body lighten. The flying ants that had been desperately rushing towards him suddenly dispersed, and they ignored him and passed by him directly, flying in the opposite direction of his walking, as if he did not exist.

The influx of more cold air made Nan Shao's brain clear, and the violent emotions in his heart could not help but subside a little. Only then did he feel something was wrong. However, the current situation did not allow him to think too much. He had to seize the time to find out the situation of the flying ants and find a way to deal with them. What surprised him even more was that the journey afterwards was unusually smooth. Whether he walked slowly or ran fast, or rushed around, he would not hit a flying ant again. If it were not for the dense flying ants blocking the sky and it was too dark, and it was too cold to be naked, and if Zhang Yi was not there, he would feel much more comfortable than being trapped in the basement.

Without the obstruction, there was no need to distract himself to deal with the flying ants. Even though he still couldn't see them, his speed was much faster. After walking for more than two hours, the density of the flying ants gradually became thinner. The faint light penetrated in, which lifted Nan Shao's spirits after not seeing the sun for many days, and the irritability in his chest dissipated a lot.

It was daytime. There was thick snow on the road. If you stepped on it, you would sink half of your knees. From time to time, you could see abandoned vehicles with broken glass. Some were left with only a frame, and even the tires were gone. No matter how cold-resistant Nan Shao was, he couldn't stand walking naked on such a road, so when he passed the first car, he would look inside to see if he could find some cloth to cover his body. Fortunately,

his luck was not too bad. He finally got a set of clothes. Although it was a little small and short, it was better than being naked. As for his feet, there was nothing he could do, so he had to wrap them up with a few pieces of rags.

The cloud of flying ants was not just one kilometer long. Except for the densest section at the beginning, the cloud of ants was not so dense but it never stopped until the tunnel. This also explains why they are always inexhaustible. As Meng Zhan said, the ground would be scraped off when the cloud of ants passed by. Since Nan Shao could see, he found that there was no mutant plant, zombie, or other mutant animals in his sight. The two sides of the highway were desolate, like a desert, with only some crooked and dilapidated concrete buildings appearing on both sides of the road from time to time. It is conceivable what the world would become if these flying ants were not eliminated.

Looking at the dark tunnel in front of him, Nan Shao took a deep breath, suppressed the fear and uncertainty in his heart, and stepped in resolutely.

Because he was wrapped in cloth, his feet did not make any sound when he stepped on the concrete road. In the long and dark tunnel, there was only the buzzing sound of the flying ants flapping their wings, provoking Nan Shao's tense nerves. Nan Shao knew that he was not as confident as he had promised Zhang Yi and the others. However, he had to come because he did not want to watch Zhang Yi vanish in front of him. He wanted to live, with Zhang Yi.

When he walked one-third of the way into the tunnel, Nan Shao slowed down his pace. His eyes fell on the top of the tunnel a few dozen meters away, where a huge black shadow lay. It could be seen that it was in the shape of a shuttle, like an upside-down submarine. Countless flying ants were circling around it. Nan Shao's arrival did not arouse their vigilance. Just as he walked closer to see more clearly, a sharp cry full of malice and warning suddenly sounded. It was transmitted through the special structure of the tunnel, like a knife cutting on a fragile nerve. Nan Shao could not help but hold his head. If his mind had not been tempered to be extremely strong through countless hardships, he would probably have rolled on the ground in pain. Even though he was barely standing, he had almost lost the ability to fight. When he came to his senses, he was already numb and being bitten by a group of ants that were countless times bigger and looked stronger than the previous flying ants.

At that moment, he didn't know whether he should be thankful that these flying ants didn't think of eating him, otherwise that moment would have been enough for him to die hundreds of times. However, this fluke only existed before he could see the black shadow on the top of the tunnel clearly. Soon, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, followed by his back. In such a cold day, the inside of his clothes, which he had just put on, was already soaked with sweat. The

entire top of the tunnel was covered with a layer of black silk net, and the thing that looked like a nuclear submarine turned out to be a huge ant. Because it was wrapped in a layer of black silk, and the silk net blocked it, it was impossible to see what it was when standing below. If you don't look up, you will even miss it. From where he was, the ant was about two hundred meters long, with a small head and a large abdomen. Countless white eggs were constantly discharged from its abdomen, landing on the silk net, and then quickly hatched and cocooned. The whole process seemed to be infinitely shortened and artificially deleted. In just a blink of an eye, those eggs that had just been discharged turned into adults, drilled out of the silk net, and flew out. No wonder it couldn't be killed completely. With such a giant ant-producing device, it would be impossible to escape even if it died of exhaustion.

Chapter 198 The Plague of Flying Ants (5)

The huge black cocoon loomed over his head like a shadow. When Nan Shao looked at it carefully, a huge wave of pressure rushed towards him, making his legs tremble and he almost suffocated. If he had not been suspended in the air, he would have been lying on the ground, waiting to be slaughtered. Although he had a strong sense of crisis in his heart, he could not muster the slightest consciousness of resistance. Nan Shao could not help but be terrified. He tried to gather his superpowers with his reason and prepared to launch an attack first, but he found that he could not gather his superpowers. He could not help but sweat profusely. You know, he dared to come alone to challenge the flying ant nest because of his superpowers. Now that his superpowers could not be used, wouldn't he be like meat on the chopping board?

Just as he was panicking, the ant mother hidden in the black cocoon moved, and two large pincers like crane arms stretched out and stretched towards him. The sharp tip flashed a cold and eerie light in the dim light. It looked so sharp that if someone got caught in it, he would be ruptured immediately. However, he had no way out. The ants that caught him seemed to have some kind of paralytic toxin. Coupled with the pressure from the ant queen, he not only lost control of his body, but also couldn't mobilize his supernatural powers at all. In the end, he could only watch the giant metal ant pincers pierce his belly, and then clamp him and send him into the cave-like mouth.

Nan Shao had been gone for four or five hours, but the number of flying ants outside showed no sign of decreasing. At this time, it was Meng Zhan and his people who were resisting the flying ants at the door. In order to increase the chance of survival, Zhang Yi and his people had to share the food that Nan Shao had worked hard to get back with Meng Zhan and his group. But there was not much food left, and it could only last for two days, which was the limit. If the flying ants didn't disperse within these two days, perhaps they would have to choose to leave through the underground passage.

"Brother Yi, don't worry too much. Brother Shao's supernatural power will definitely be fine." Routa Chen said to the uneasy Zhang Yi, but he himself didn't know how much of his words were comforting.

Zhang Yi retracted his frequent gazes towards the exit of the basement, hummed, but didn't want to speak. After a moment, his eyes unconsciously looked towards the door again.

"Amitabha!" Jie Chen suddenly chanted the Buddha's name. Everyone thought he had something to say, but after waiting for a long time, there was no follow-up.

"Little monk, what do you want to say?" Routa Chen couldn't help asking. Jie

Chen shook his head, chanted the Buddha's name again, and then went to the corner to meditate. Routa Chen was so depressed that he wanted to grab him and beat him up. He just barely endured it because he was afraid of upsetting Zhang Yi. Xu Jing and Shi Pengsan were both people of few words. Seeing that there was nothing to do, they lowered their heads to wipe their weapons and stared blankly. Pei Yuan thought for a moment, followed Jie Chen and sat against the wall. He looked at the people in the basement, and a trace of dejection appeared in his eyes. Because Nan Shao was not there, they could only rely on the healing psychic in Meng Zhan's team to treat them after they were injured. The other party did not mean to shirk any responsibility. According to Meng Zhan, they were all in the same boat now, so they should help each other. However, after being treated by the other party's healing psychic, they felt the gap between the healing psychic and Nan Shao's life psychic. Although the healing psychic can heal their wounds, it cannot replenish the lost energy and blood. Unlike the life psychic, after repair, they will feel more energetic than before the injury. So now for them, every time they fight against flying ants, their ability will drop by a level. Maybe before Nan Shao comes back, unawakened people like Pei Yuan and Jie Chen may not be able to pick up the knife.

"Brother monk, do you think we can get out alive?" Regardless of whether the little monk is doing his homework, Pei Yuan asked in confusion.

"Amitabha, Buddha said it is ineffable, ineffable." Jie Chen opened one eye and looked at him, replied in a mysterious way, and then closed his eyes again.

Pei Yuan curled his lips, knowing that he could not answer, and was too lazy to expose him, but said with a bleak expression: "In fact, it doesn't matter whether you can go out or not. You kill and kill all day long, escape and hide, and don't know why you live so hard. Parents, grandparents are gone, classmates and teachers are gone, and you can't even see the sun. What's the point..."

Jie Chen was frightened by the world-weariness in the boy's tone. He shivered and stopped pretending, widening his eyes: "Don't commit suicide! You will fall into the hell of endless suffering and never be reborn." "

Get out, you will never be reborn!" Pei Yuan was so angry that he laughed and scolded.

"Okay." Jie Chen touched his nose, confirmed that the boy had no suicidal tendencies, and closed his eyes again. "My master also went to the West to worship Buddha. He didn't get to eat the chicken I stewed before he left. Alas, I hope he won't still think about this when he arrives in front of the Buddha."

Pei Yuan's gray mood was shattered by the monk's two words. He couldn't help but feel entangled for a while, thinking that the monk brother was really not a good person to talk to. He didn't understand him at all.

Just as he was depressed, there was a sudden noise from the tunnel. He tightened his hands, grabbed the machete and stood up, looking over vigilantly. The others obviously heard it, and their faces showed a look of vigilance.

The air in the basement was almost suffocating. Luo Heizi's big head appeared from below. He raised his hand and waved to everyone, indicating that he was not an enemy, and then climbed up.

Seeing that it was him, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but did not completely let down their guard until Luo Cheng spoke.

"Don't worry, we will block all the tunnels when we come back."

He looked very bad, and his clothes that had always been neatly dressed were tattered, and there were wounds everywhere that were bleeding. His image was very embarrassed. Only half of the people who left with him returned, and the other half...

"They're all dead!" Luo Heizi seemed to have lost his soul. It was obvious that this time he had truly witnessed the power of the flying ant swarm. "Damn it, we didn't go far from the tunnel when we ran into a group of bastards with guns. They stopped us and demanded tolls. If they hadn't delayed us, we would have run away long ago." He said with a vicious sound, "What's wrong with having guns? If you are entangled by the flying ant swarm, you will die. You deserve to die! It's a pity for my men!" It turned out that the opening of the tunnel was very close to a nearby base. The people in that base were not good people. In addition to robbing, they also wanted to take people back to be slaves. Luo Heizi himself walked sideways, so he couldn't stand this. He immediately started fighting with the other party. The smell of blood and living people attracted the flying ants that were not far away. Not only did the other party die, but he also suffered heavy losses. I think that small base is probably in danger.

Zhang Yi's eyes swept over the faces of the people behind him, but he didn't see the faces of the young Gao Le and the middle-aged man Jiang Shi who had come to thank them. Although they were just casual acquaintances, his mood was still a little gloomy. Therefore, when he met a woman's eyes, he only paused slightly in surprise, and then turned his eyes away without paying much attention, his heart was calm.

"Hey, where is Nan Shao?" After venting his anger, Luo Heizi realized that Nan Shao, who he regarded as his last straw, was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Yi and the others were not in the mood to talk, and finally Meng Zhan answered him, "I went to the tunnel to see if I could find a way to get rid of these flying ants."

Luo Heizi's square face showed a look of astonishment, and then he didn't know whether it was admiration or absurdity. In the end, he just sighed heavily in disappointment, and it was obvious that he was very pessimistic about Nan Shao's risky decision.

Chapter 199 The Flying Ant Plague (6)

It turned out that escaping through the tunnel was no longer feasible, and the remaining food was not enough to support them to dig another tunnel. Because Luo Heizi and his team lost most of the food they had in the process of escaping, which meant that most of the people were also killed, so they could only barely survive for a day or two. Now everyone's hope is pinned on Nan Shao, and many people think that there is no light on this road.

"Zhang Yi, I want to talk to you!" After meeting Zhang Yi's eyes, the woman leaned over and whispered a few words in Luo Heizi's ear. Seeing him nod, she stood up and walked over, saying coldly. Even at this time, her hair was still combed smooth and shiny, and very clean, forming a sharp contrast with her tattered clothes.

"There's nothing to say to you! Get out of here, don't bother Brother Yi!" Before Zhang Yi could say anything, Routa Chen had already jumped out and blocked in front of him. His expression and tone were so bad that no one else in the team had ever seen it. They all looked over intently, and would speak out or offer support if the situation was not right.

The woman's expression turned cold, and when she was about to say something, she heard Zhang Yi's voice: "Get out of the way, Xiao Chen."

"Brother Yi, this woman is a cold-blooded bitch, you can't be soft-hearted, otherwise you will let Brother Shao down." Meat Tower Chen waved his arms and shouted angrily.

"What nonsense, get out of the way!" Zhang Yi's voice was slightly deep, showing his displeasure.

"Oh." Meat Tower Chen didn't dare to really make Zhang Yi angry. Although he was unwilling, he still retreated to the side reluctantly, but he still stared at the woman covetously, as if he was afraid that she would do something bad to Zhang Yi.

The woman glanced at him with the eyes of a dirty cat and a cheap dog, snorted coldly, and ignored him. Instead, she looked at Zhang Yi who had stood up and faced her. She no longer asked to go aside, and asked coldly: "Where is your son?"

Hearing her question, Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with pain, but the muscles on his face did not tremble at all. He looked tired and numb like many ordinary people in the end of the world. "I met a group of mutant rats and birds and got separated. I'm looking for him."

"When did it happen?" The woman's face changed.

"Almost half a year." Zhang Yi paused before answering. He had always avoided thinking about how long Yangyang had disappeared, as if this would allow him to avoid facing those terrible speculations and give him the courage to keep looking.

"Almost half a year!" The woman's voice suddenly became sharp, instantly attracting many eyes, "How did you do it as a father? You can't even protect your son! You used to be like this, busy all day long, but it was useless except for making your family worried! I was blind at the time..."

"Hey, that's enough, Miao Xueman, don't force me to tear your slutty face apart! What the hell are you qualified to say about Brother Yi? Ah? Have you held Little Darling once since he was born? Have you fed him for a day? Don't treat everyone as a fool! Stop pretending. If you were really anxious, what would you have done earlier? Instead of marrying a woman like you, you might as well find a surrogate mother. At least you don't have to clean up the mess for your relatives and friends. Tell me honestly, how has Brother Yi ever let you down? If it weren't for your vampire-like parents who collected things they shouldn't have collected, would Brother Yi, who is so cautious, have been cheated? Don't you know what you did at the time? Do you have the nerve to bark and scream here? You've been spoiled! Do you really think everyone is as good-tempered as Brother Yi? Bah! Get out, bitch, I feel sick when I see you! Damn, can't you pretend not to see..." Routa Chen couldn't help it, he pushed Zhang Yi aside and bombarded the woman. He had been holding his breath for too long, and now he finally got the chance, so he couldn't hold it back. Zhang Yi tried to stop him several times but failed.

It turned out that the woman's name was Miao Xueman, Zhang Yi's ex-wife, Zhang Ruiyang's biological mother, and now she was one of Luo Heizi's concubines. Because everyone has changed a lot after the end of the world, when Luo Heizi's convoy just arrived at the hotel, Routa Chen, who was in contact with them, didn't dare to look at those women too much because he didn't want to cause misunderstandings, so he didn't recognize her at the time. But later, the flying ants attacked, and everyone gathered together. His eyes were not honest, and he noticed her existence at once, but seeing that Zhang Yi didn't seem to see it, and the situation was not good, he didn't want to provoke Luo Cheng again, so he just pretended not to see it. Who knew that she dared to come to the door, and he would be sorry for himself and Brother Yi if he didn't scold her.

"Zhang Yi, you just watch this fat bastard bully me like this, right?" Miao Xueman was so angry that she was shaking all over. She could no longer maintain her arrogant attitude and screamed at Zhang Yi angrily.

Zhang Yi rubbed his slightly painful forehead and slapped Routa Chen on the shoulder, but he did not speak harshly as the woman expected. His tone was very calm: "Xiao Chen is my brother." Only brothers would feel so sorry for him, so even if he felt that Routa Chen's words were unpleasant, he would not blame or scold his brother for standing up for him for a woman who was no longer relevant to him.

"Yangyang is still alive. If you are really worried about him, then help look for him after you leave here safely." Zhang Yi said before the woman got angry again. In his opinion, Miao Xueman was Yangyang's mother anyway. For a child under six years old, it was always good to have one more relative. This was the main reason why he could talk to her calmly.

"Still alive?" Perhaps it was because of Routa Chen's words, or perhaps it was Zhang Yi's lukewarm reaction that completely angered Miao Xueman. She sneered repeatedly, and suddenly a strong urge to make the other party suffer arose in her heart. She couldn't help but question sharply: "Do you think zombies and mutants still have the good qualities of respecting the elderly and loving the young? Or are the survivors alive now full of love? Even if your son is extremely lucky, he is only four or five years old, you..."

"Shut up! Yangyang must be alive. A friend of ours disappeared with Yangyang. I believe she will protect Yangyang." Zhang Yi's face suddenly became gloomy, and he stopped Miao Xueman in a stern voice. If he had hoped that she would have a little mother-son relationship with Zhang Ruiyang at the beginning, he was completely disappointed now. He could tolerate and understand her leaving at the beginning, and he had never blamed her for what her parents did. After all, when she married him, she was still a naive and pure girl. He was also responsible for her becoming what she is now, but he could never forgive her for treating Yangyang so coldly. "Go away, we have nothing to talk about."

"Zhang Yi, you..."

"Get lost!" Zhang Yi spat out a word coldly, not intending to waste time with this woman any more. Since she had no feelings for Yang Yang, she was nothing to him.

"Zhang Yi! Hello, ok... remember this!" Miao Xueman had never seen Zhang Yi like this before. She was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, but she inexplicably felt a little guilty and fearful. For a moment, she forgot the real purpose of coming here. She said something meaningless, turned around and walked away with heavy steps.

"How did you find out?" Although he had seen the whole process, Luo Heizi still asked lightly when he saw her come back angrily. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with her for offending Zhang Yi and others.

Miao Xueman suddenly realized that her ugly face looked even uglier. It turned out that she had awakened her water ability at the beginning of the apocalypse. She was very popular at the beginning. It was also at that time that she joined Luo Heizi's team and was finally pursued by Luo Heizi and became the first person in his harem. But after the rainstorm, the creatures mutated, and the snow water and river water could be used directly, and no longer caused zombies. The existence of water ability became useless, not to mention that she was not the only one with water ability in the team. So Luo Heizi's attitude towards her became a little contemptuous, and he began to take in beautiful women one after another. Because she was not young anymore, she could not compete with those girls in their teens and twenties, so she was gradually being banished to the cold palace. She knew very well that once she really fell to that point, when she encountered danger, Luo Cheng would abandon her first. So she urgently needed to do something to improve her status, and Zhang Yi's appearance was just this opportunity, because of Nan Shao's ability. She thought that if she could find out Nan Shao's specific situation through Zhang Yi, or even bring Nan Shao into their team, Luo Heizi would naturally pay more attention to her. To put it another way, even if she didn't improve her status in the team because of this incident, with her understanding of Zhang Yi, he would not ignore her when her life was at stake. Her calculations were very precise, but unfortunately she couldn't control her temper, and of course she overestimated her IQ. She even kept the way she got along with Zhang Yi in the past, but forgot that their relationship was no longer the same as before. In other words, she always retained a bit of inappropriate innocence in her character, even though a year had passed since the end of the world. It can be said that she was able to survive until now, thanks entirely to meeting Luo Heizi at the beginning of the end of the world. Otherwise, even if she awakened the water power, it would probably not last long. She probably understood this, so she wanted to work hard to improve her weight in Luo Heizi's eyes. Not wanting to be interrupted by the meat tower Chen Yi, she was so angry that she threw important things behind her without caring about anything. Now it's too late to regret.

"Idiot!" Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Luo Heizi lost his patience, cursed and ignored her. In fact, he didn't value Nan Shao as much as she thought. Unless Nan Shao came back safely, what's the point of pulling Zhang Yi and others over now? However, it's not bad to be able to get in touch with them and build a good relationship first, so he agreed to let her go. Who knew that this woman couldn't even do such a small thing, so he naturally wouldn't be happy.

The other women showed sarcastic smiles on their faces. Because of their identities, they were the key protection targets of Luo Heizi's team, and they also had some ability, so they all escaped back, but their images were a little embarrassed. But because everyone was the same, there was nothing to make fun of each other, but this did not mean that they had a harmonious relationship. Seeing Miao Xueman being scolded at this time, how could they not gloat over her misfortune? In their opinion, this old woman should have rolled aside long ago. She was stupid and stupid, and she wanted to compete with them. It was simply overestimating her own abilities.

Miao Xueman didn't dare to provoke them at the moment, so she could only stand aside and swallow her anger. However, her eyes looking at Zhang Yi were full of resentment. Obviously, she blamed Zhang Yi for everything she was experiencing. Sometimes people are like this. They dare not do anything to the people who really hurt them, but they will vent their resentment on those who tolerate them, but they don't know that such tolerance is also limited.

However, the moment she turned away, Zhang Yi turned his attention away. The worry about Yang Yang that he had been suppressing in his heart surged up because of the previous conversation, and it was intertwined with the worry about Nan Shao, whose current situation was unclear, which made his heart hurt unbearably. How could he care about her mood? The moment he turned his back, his tall and straight back was obviously a little hunched.

Powerless. For a man who wants to protect his family and lover, this is probably the most tragic thing.

Chapter 200 The Plague of Flying Ants (7)

When the severe pain came, Nan Shao felt that his body could finally move. At the same time, he felt an itchy and painful feeling in his abdomen, proving that his supernatural power had begun to work and was repairing the wound. He had no time to think about it. As soon as his body fell into the huge mouth, he suddenly rolled inside to avoid being ground into powder by its hard upper jaw. At the same time, his two hands turned into long metal spikes. When he was about to slide down the ant mother's throat, they pierced into the soft flesh where they touched and hung his body. It turned out that another unexpected gain after he absorbed the vitality of the zombie in the Xiaojie Village was the awakening of the gold supernatural power. For some reasons, he did not tell anyone except Zhang Yi about this, and he rarely used it in normal times. He did not expect it to come in handy here.

Such a small injury to the ant mother with a body of nearly 200 meters is like a small fish bone stuck in the tongue of a human. It is not too painful, but it is definitely uncomfortable. Nan Shao only felt the muscles where he was starting to wriggle violently. The huge thrust almost made the metal spikes that had not penetrated very deeply almost break away. He had to grit his teeth and press his arms down hard, while stretching his legs to both sides, hoping to touch something to stop his body from sliding down. He didn't dare to guarantee that he would have the good luck he had when he encountered the snake mushroom. After falling into the stomach of the ant mother, he would not be turned into debris by its digestive fluid before absorbing all its vitality. Moreover, the crystal core of the ant mother should be in the head. Once he fell into its stomach, it would become very difficult to attack its crystal core directly. So he couldn't fall down no matter what. He

persisted like this for nearly half an hour. Because of the previous blood loss, Nan Shao was a little dizzy. The wounds on his back and abdomen kept bursting, repairing, and bursting again in such vibrations, causing his stomach to spasm and he almost vomited. He had to use his life energy to repair his wounds, and he had to use his gold energy to maintain the metal spikes in his hands, so it was very difficult for him to gather his life energy to launch an attack. Seeing that he could not get rid of him, the ant mother became impatient. Her chest suddenly vibrated and she let out a sharp whistle. Nan Shao finally understood where the cry came from.

Nan Shao had always known that ants did not have vocal organs, so he had never expected that the ant mother's mutation had far exceeded the norm. Or, in other words, although some of these creatures in the apocalypse could still match some of those before the apocalypse, they had actually become completely different inside. It was just that his inertial thinking was too strong, so he was caught off guard and was shocked by the sound waves like a raging tide, causing blood to flow from his facial features. His head was buzzing and he fainted. If it weren't for the two metal spikes in his hands still stuck in the ant mother's throat, I'm afraid he would have rolled down. Or, even if he was prepared, he couldn't avoid the same fate in his current position.

Then, the muscles in the ant mother's throat suddenly bounced violently several times, and the metal spike that was stuck in it and no one controlled it was forced out. After a delay of several seconds, Nan Shao finally failed to escape the fate of falling into the ant mother's giant stomach. At the same time, the back of the ant mother hidden in the rock layer at the top of the tunnel suddenly vibrated, making a buzzing sound that spread far away. In a moment, a group of palm-sized soldier ants flew over with one person after another who was unknown whether dead or alive, and put them into the ant mother's mouth. If Luo Cheng was there, he would definitely recognize that these people were the ones who intercepted them, and some of them were his men. After hundreds of people were thrown into the ant mother's mouth, the flying ants of all sizes followed suit as if they were possessed. Until the last flying ant disappeared, the ant mother stopped laying eggs, retracted the net that held the ant eggs, and secreted black colloid, wrapping up the body and head, fixing it on the top of the tunnel. Looking up from below, it looked like a huge black rock. It turned out that after storing enough energy sources, it began to prepare for a new round of evolution.

The world returned to the clear and bright days. If it weren't for the dead silence of the desert, no one would believe that this place had been swept by a large number of mutant flying ants.

Nan Shao was awakened by the burning pain from the inside out of his body. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a burning pain in his pupils and had to close his eyes immediately. In the nasal cavity, throat, and stomach, there was a burning pain everywhere. As for the surface of the body, it was not immune. It was a hundred times more painful than being trapped in a swarm of flying ants.

Where is he? As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, suddenly the world turned upside down, and the whole person seemed to be thrown into a washing machine, constantly being turned over and stirred. There was a sticky liquid wrapped around his body, and even penetrated into his body through every hole, and from time to time some other things hit him. Nan Shao wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit in such an environment. However, he had guessed that he was probably being digested in the stomach of the ant mother. Maybe it was because the ant mother's gastric juice had a very strong ability to dissolve, or maybe it was because he was injured before and his superpowers were consumed too much. In short, he found that his body's repair could not keep up with the speed of digestion. Moreover, this ant mother was different from the snake mushroom last time. Apart from the stomach wall, the space inside the stomach was basically a desert of vitality. It was impossible to absorb vitality to replenish his own deficiency.

Was he really going to die here? After struggling in a ball of chyme for a long time, he could not get rid of the current situation. His body seemed to have reached its limit. He was so tired that he even felt tired thinking. The shadow of death gradually invaded.

If he died, what would Zhang Yi do? At the moment when his mind was about to disappear, Nan Shao seemed to see Zhang Yi's desolate and sad eyes. He couldn't help but shudder, and his hands and feet, which had begun to give up, struggled again. Just when he was at a loss of what to do, his body seemed to be squeezed into a certain place. He thought it was going to be discharged into the intestines. After a while, he found that except for the head, the rest of the body was tightly clamped, avoiding the tossing and turning of the river and the sea. It seemed that he fell into a hole in the stomach wall of the ant mother.

A strong vitality was transmitted from the stomach wall, and Nan Shao was refreshed. He finally got a chance to breathe.

The flying ant tide suddenly receded, and the people who were hiding in the basement and gradually despairing were a little bit unbelievable. It was not until the long-lost daylight shone into the hall and they could see the situation above at a glance when standing at the door of the basement that they were sure that things had really taken a turn for the better. When the people who were sent out to check the situation cheered excitedly, the rest of the people couldn't help but rush out.

"It feels so damn good to be alive!" Someone shouted, attracting many people's laughter and scolding, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly relaxed. The hearts of people who had gradually become numb because of being used to death suddenly became a little loose at this moment of escaping death.

"I didn't think so before, but now I find that this gloomy sky is actually quite lovely." Looking at the barren fields, there was no longer any trace of the scary black shadows of the flying ants. Routa Chen took a deep breath of fresh air and sighed. Maybe because it was swept by the flying ants, the air around here even had the stench of zombies gone, and it was rare to be clean and fresh.

Zhang Yi was not as excited as the others. He looked solemnly at the highway leading to Yunzhou, wondering when Nan Shao would be able to come back from there.

"I didn't expect Nan Shao to really do it! Don't worry, he should be able to come back safely." Noticing his gaze, Meng Zhan showed his goodwill and came over and said with a smile.

Hearing his words, Luo Heizi also looked over, but his expression was a little complicated. Just as Meng Zhan said, he had never expected that Nan Shao alone could actually solve those flying ants in less than ten hours. It seemed that this was no longer something that could be done by human power. Of course, if Nan Shao was here, he would definitely say that it was not him who did it, and he couldn't do it, and he couldn't even save himself. It was a pity that he was not there, and the flying ants dispersed just after he left, so the credit would fall on him anyway.

Zhang Yi forced a smile. He couldn't tell why, but he was still a little uneasy. Perhaps he would not be able to let go until he saw Nan Shao return safely.

"Although those flying ants have dispersed, who knows if they will appear again. Let's leave quickly." Luo Heizi suddenly spoke.

Zhang Yi and the others did not answer. Since they met, the other party has treated them as nothing. Naturally, they would not respond to the conversation at this moment.

Luo Cheng's face changed slightly, and anger flashed in his eyes. At this time, Meng Zhan spoke.

"You go first, we'll wait a little longer."

Luo Cheng nodded, "Okay, I'll leave a few cars for you." After saying that, he nodded slightly to Zhang Yi, then waved his hand to signal his men to leave. It turned out that he thought Nan Shao might not be able to come back, so he was still hesitant about recruiting Zhang Yi and his group. But when Nan Shao really drove away all the flying ants, he began to worry that recruiting such people into the team would threaten his position, so he finally gave up this plan. This is why he had no intention of recruiting Meng Zhan and his group. But he didn't want to be enemies with these people, so he left a car to show his goodwill.

"Thank you." Meng Zhan didn't refuse. At this time, having a car to travel is equivalent to saving a few more lives, even if he owes a favor, he will accept it.

Luo Cheng waved his hand and left with his men. When Miao Xueman passed by Zhang Yi and his group, a glimmer flashed in her eyes. I'm afraid she still hates what happened before.

"Bah! Why are you so arrogant? You didn't even say a word when someone rescued you. Let's see what will happen next..." Routa Chen was obviously very dissatisfied with his indifference to Nan Shao, and said indignantly.

"A Shao didn't help them on purpose." So it didn't matter whether the other party was grateful or not. Zhang Yi interrupted him, and followed Luo Heizi and his group with his eyes. He noticed that they drove back and forth, and they probably didn't plan to go to Yunzhou. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. But then he cheered up again, because there were nearly ten cars left outside. He could drive to the tunnel to see the situation, and maybe he could pick up Nan Shao on the way.

Just when he thought of this, he heard Meng Zhan say: "Old iron, take ten people to drive to the tunnel to pick up Nan Shao."

Zhang Yi was stunned, and a look of gratitude appeared in his eyes, "Thank you." The other party had more than forty superpowers. Even if they wanted to drive away immediately, the six of them could only watch. He didn't expect that the other party would not only stay, but also be willing to help find Nan Shao. How could he not be grateful in his heart.

"What are you talking about? If it weren't for Brother Nan, I'm afraid none of us would survive. It's only right for us to pick him up now." Meng Zhan scratched his scalp, which was shaved and prickly, and showed a rare shyness.

Zhang Yi felt warm in his heart when he heard this. You know, not everyone would think this way, especially after the end of the world. Although he said that to Routa Chen before, it was impossible for him not to feel uncomfortable when he saw Nan Shao risking his life to exchange for the safety of everyone, and Luo Cheng patted his butt and left without even saying a hypocritical word of concern. But things in this world are not that you will definitely get rewards if you pay. Instead of asking others, it is better to put more thoughts on those who are worth it.

In the end, in addition to the ten people Meng Zhan mentioned, Zhang Yi, Routa Chen, and Shi Pengsan also followed. The road was desolate, and the originally colorful mutant plants disappeared. The wind blew across the ground, and dust and snow powder rolled over and hit the car body, crackling. The snow should have stopped long ago. From time to time, Nan Shao's footprints could be seen on the road, extending intermittently towards Yunzhou, firm and lonely.

Those who saw the footprints could not help but imagine the scene of the owner of the footprints walking alone in the flying ant swarm with firmness but staggering steps. Somewhere in their souls seemed to be touched, and they trembled slightly, for the courage of that person and everything he did for everyone, even if his original intention might be only for one person. Only Zhang Yi didn't think of anything, staring at the snow in front and around him, hoping to see the returning footprints, or even a human figure. However, he was disappointed after all. They didn't see Nan Shao until they arrived at the tunnel.

The empty tunnel, no flying ants, no Nan Shao, only more than 20 dilapidated cars were abandoned in it, some tilted, and some directly hit the mountain wall. The black blood on the car doors and the ground told the cruel scene when Meng Zhan and his team passed by this place.

At this point, everyone felt something was wrong. A trace of pain flashed across Zhang Yi's eyes, and he said softly, "Look for it."