Legend of Immortal Cultivation in Myriad Realms

Chapter 29 Subway (500 tickets plus updates)
"Lyon."

After the group went up to the roof, a young man with parted hair and a brown leather jacket stretched out his hand towards Chu Tian.

"Chutian."

The two shake hands.

"There is food and drink here, let's take a rest first."

Because this is a large supermarket, there are a lot of food and drinks on the roof, and there are more than a dozen beanbags.

Since the zombie crisis occurred in the morning, except for Chu Tian, ​​few people in the group had eaten.Coupled with a day's consumption, I relax at this time, and my stomach growls.

While everyone was eating, Leon said to everyone: "I am a senior agent of the FBI, and this time I came to Los Angeles to track down a Mexican drug lord, but I didn't expect to encounter the end of the world.

That's Rick, who used to be a policeman; the three people next to him are the store's security guards, ex-army soldiers. "

Chen Yuanyuan, with an Asian face, came over with a wrench and opened a dozen cans of meat for everyone: "My name is Chen Yuanyuan, a Taiwanese, an international student at the University of Los Angeles, a part-time courier delivery worker, and I know a whole area like the back of my hand!"

The group had introduced each other, so they took a rare moment of leisure here, rested for a while, and chatted about the mountains.

No one is made of iron. At the end of the day, under the double stimulation of spirit and body, everyone is exhausted at this time, either sitting on the beanbag sofa, or sitting on the ground to rest.

Chu Tian walked to the edge of the roof alone, leaned on the railing, lit a cigarette, and watched the crowded crowd below, bumping into the zombies in the supermarket from time to time.

On his hand, there is a crystal nucleus the size of a longan, translucent like amber.

The spiritual energy was very pure, and it entered Chu Tian's physical body.

The lungs are nurtured by the spiritual energy, emitting a faint golden color, blooming with a magnificent divine brilliance.With sufficient and pure spiritual qi nourishing, Chutian's lung training has reached a high level, and the spiritual qi has begun to flow to his kidneys.

The weather was hot, and at the end of the day, the air was filled with the stench of corpses.The lungs are the organs of the nose, and Chu Tian, ​​whose nose became more and more sensitive, had no appetite amidst the pervasive stench of corpses.

Living in Lanshi for a long time does not smell its fragrance, and staying in Bao City for a long time does not smell its stink, but other people have no effect, they eat and drink there after a day of hunger.

"Boom!" "biubiu~"

A shot went off.

A zombie's head exploded on the street and fell down.

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

The zombies fluctuated like a tsunami.

"207!"

"Hey, brothers on the opposite side, bring some food over here!"

On the roof of the building across the street, a man in a baseball cap and holding a sniper rifle shouted towards him.

"You wait!"

Chen Yuanyuan responded loudly.

Then, amidst the sound of "buzzing", a drone with a plastic bag tied under it, carrying a bag of fried chicken and a bottle of beer, flew towards the roof of the opposite building.

After the baseball cap on the opposite side took off the plastic bag, the drone flew back "buzzing".

"Thanks, brother!"

The baseball cap on the opposite side yelled while eating.

The zombies on the street heard the sound, and amidst the noise, they slammed into the buildings on both sides vigorously.

"Boom boom boom..."

Sniper rifles fired from time to time.Every time a zombie is killed, the baseball cap on the opposite side will draw a line on the blackboard.

Leon walked up to Chutian, looked at the zombies below, and said, "These zombies are inexhaustible, but the sound will attract more zombies to come here.

At that time, it was the big guy who attracted these zombies, I guess the people inside may have been cold..."

Leon pointed to the tank on the street.

"The opposite is Oster Street Park, and there is a dog walking area inside, so there are many zombie dogs. You have seen it just now."

Speaking of zombie dogs, Leon couldn't help but glance at Chu Tian.

Leon was on the top of the building, so he could see more clearly. Just now there was a flash of black light on Chutian's body, and a dozen zombie dogs were killed almost at the same time, which shocked him unceasingly.

As a senior agent of the FBI, he has seen many strange people in the past, but seeing Chutian today, he feels that he has really seen strange people for the first time!

"Have you noticed that these zombies are more flexible than before?"

Leon asked.

Chu Tian nodded, flicked his fingers, and flicked out the cigarette butt in his hand: "We don't plan to stay in downtown Los Angeles, do you have any plans?"

"I'm also planning to escape from the urban area and plan to take the sea route."

Chu Tian turned his face, looked at Leon and said, "Then we just happen to be on the way."

Leon nodded: "At first, I wasn't sure about taking these people out of Los Angeles, but with Chutian and you joining me, I'm more sure."

Leon patted Chutian's arm, pulled Chutian, walked to the headlight of the signal tower on the top of the building, clapped his hands and said, "Everyone gather here!"

After everyone on the roof gathered, Leon said, "Everyone, store up food and items tonight and have a good rest. We will set off early tomorrow morning and escape from the city as soon as possible!"

"The supermarket is full of zombies, how do we get out of here?"

Claire pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one and asked.

"You come with me."

Leon waved his hand, took Chu Tian, ​​Clay, and Bruce down the stairs, walked towards the underground supermarket, and went down to the second basement floor.

"Lyon."

A disheartened young man greeted Leon.

"How's it going?"

"It's been dug through, come with me."

The crowd followed behind the young man and got into the pierced wall.

Inside is a long burrow.

After drilling for a distance of more than ten meters, there are a few dots of light inside.

Turn on the flashlight and take a photo, and several dirty and wet men are smoking.

A man said: "Boss, it has been opened, but I don't know what happened next, we only made a one-foot hole."

"He is Michael, a designer who used to work for the Los Angeles City Council and participated in the design of urban planning and the design of the Los Angeles subway route.

Just behind this wall is Metro Line No.17. "

As Leon said, he leaned down and turned on the flashlight to shine on the wall.

Behind the wall was a dark hole, silent, eerily silent.In the focus circle of the flashlight, there is only a quiet track, extending infinitely.

Leon ordered: "Block the hole, go back and have a rest, we will leave here tomorrow morning!"

Several people returned to the home textile sales area on the second floor of the store to rest.

"Zizzy...anyone hear?...Zizzy...we're at Oster Church, we're 27, 26 people...here's A lot of zombies...and monsters...Zizi...God...who will save us..."

Leon was fiddling with a radio that came through intermittently.

Amidst the tsunami-like howls of zombies coming from outside the window from time to time, everyone fell into a deep sleep.

At about four o'clock in the morning of the next day, before dawn, everyone packed their bags and walked silently on a dangerous and unknown road with a heavy heart.

"Boom..."

Amid the roar of the high-power water cutting marble machine, the half-meter-thick wall was quickly cut.

Chu Tian kicked the gravel out and stepped onto the subway tracks.

Jumping into the underground subway one by one, the flashlight beams of light circles illuminate the dark underground passage.

The underground passage has two rails, seven or eight meters wide and six meters high.

In a closed environment, the sound of human breathing is exceptionally clear.

"This way..."

Michael's voice buzzed and disappeared in the echo of the underground passage, making the atmosphere a little depressing.

"Go forward, one stop is Oster Cathedral."

Everyone was a little anxious and walked quickly.

"puff!"

There was a muffled gunshot after passing through the muffler.

Not far away, a lone zombie fell to the ground.

Chu Tian was holding a Colt pistol, and when he walked past the zombies, the gray-white crystal nucleus floated into the storage bag on his waist: "When it rains in the morning, it is the rush hour for work, and there are probably a lot of zombies at the high-speed rail station , everyone cheer up and get ready!"

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