I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

"No." Tang Ye shook his head.

Now Piccolo was a little confused: "I'm not your relative, so can I think that the woman you want to find is just your ordinary friend?"

Tang Ye glanced at Piccolo. There was some expectation on this guy's face, but he didn't need to hide anything and said directly: "Yes."

"That's right, but I'm curious. Since they are just ordinary friends, no man would take such a big risk to find him, right?"

"You think too much. My things are more troublesome than you think. I need someone to help me, just like I help you now. Let's put it this way, I came to a strange place and I need to leave this strange place. place, but I need someone familiar enough with this place to lead the way and get me out of here.”

"Is the strange place you're talking about Camberlite?"

"In a sense."

"Oh~ forgive me for not understanding the profoundness of Chinese. Can you explain it a little more clearly?"

"no."

"Well, it seems that your matter is really more troublesome than I thought. I wonder if I can help you?"

"Forgive me for telling me this, but you can't."

"Well, I'm not angry."

Along the way, Piccolo and Tang Ye chatted wordlessly. Soon, Tang Ye saw a cylindrical backpack in the darkness ahead. The backpack was bulging and filled with all kinds of things. But Tang Ye couldn't see what it was. There was a wooden board under the backpack, and a hemp rope was tied in the middle of the board. Needless to say, Piccolo could just drag the hemp rope to move the board. It's a backpack. You can imagine how heavy the things in that backpack are.

Tang Ye immediately suspected that the cylindrical backpack contained a corpse, but his nose did not smell the smell of decay and blood, which meant he ruled out this idea.

"That's it."

"Is it heavy?"

"This is much heavier than you think." Bick replied, then trotted over to the cylindrical backpack and untied the hemp rope from the wooden board.

"Wait here for a moment, and I'll get some tools." He said this to Tang Ye, and then quickly went deeper into the sewer.

After a while, Bic ran back with another hemp rope in his hand. He tied the two hemp ropes to both ends of the board, and finally looped them into a circle.

While he was working, Tang Ye picked up his backpack. It was very heavy. Although this weight was nothing to Tang Ye, as one finger could lift ten times the amount, but for ordinary people, this was heavy. No joke, the total weight of the items in this backpack may already be nearly a thousand kilograms!

"What's inside?" Tang Ye asked.

Piccolo didn't hide anything. It seemed that in order to reassure Tang Ye about him, he opened the backpack directly and revealed the things inside. It was not a bad thing. There were many parts inside, except for some parts that seemed to be relatively large. Except for that, most of the others are very thin flake iron sheets.

"This is……?"

"There is a shortage of water where I live now. These things are parts in the air conditioner. I need to use them to make condensed water, like this..." Bick said, picking up an oval electromechanical part and continued: " This is used to generate electricity, and with it, life here will be much more convenient.”

"Then these iron pieces are..."

"You will know these later."

Piccolo smiled mysteriously at Tang Ye, but did not give a specific outline. Tang Ye glanced at him and took a look at the iron pieces again. He looked familiar with these things. He seemed to have come into contact with them, but they were a bit blurry. He was momentarily confused. He didn't think of it, but soon, he remembered the memory of these parts!

These iron pieces are some parts of modern guns. Parts like this have been dropped from some of the guns that were destroyed by me before. However, compared with these now, the parts that were destroyed by me before have many features. Heavy oil stains.

Piccolo must not have known that Tang Ye had recognized what these parts belonged to. He could have concealed them without Tang Ye revealing them.

"Come here, let's pull these damn things up together!"

He handed one of the hemp ropes to Tang Ye. The purpose was obvious. Tang Ye hesitated for a while but took it. He imitated Piccolo's movements and pulled the looped hemp rope over his shoulders.

"Three, two, one, let's go!"

After reporting three numbers in broken Chinese, Bick began to use force to drag the backpack placed on the wooden board, and Tang Ye had no choice but to look like he was working hard and pull the "goods" behind him with Bick.

However, Tang Ye underestimated the difficulty of the game of controlling power. He either didn't use force or used too much force. For him, the backpack on the wooden board behind him was equivalent to a piece of cotton, and he was dragging this piece of cotton. You can't be too relaxed when playing cotton, you have to work hard.

It is said that someone who lifts a heavy weight is a master, but someone who lifts a light weight is a master. Tang Ye was experiencing the difficulty and torture of the latter's performance at this time. However, this seemed to be a kind of exercise. When he saw him again, he had successfully evolved to the ninth level. When Su Si returned, the other party didn't seem to be like herself. When she first evolved to the ninth level, she felt very uncomfortable because she had difficulty controlling her explosive growth in power. On the contrary, it seems that after she evolved to the ninth level, she had a power over the existence of the ninth level that was difficult for others to match. know.

You can easily master the power you gained after evolving to the ninth level!

Under Tang Ye's control, it seemed to have achieved results, but the total weight of the things in the backpack at the back was very clear to everyone here. When Tang Ye worked hard with him, he felt lighter than before. Too much!

He glanced at Tang Ye, his eyes were a little strange, and he seemed to be very satisfied with Tang Ye.

"You're in good shape. I think a weightlifter would have to put in a lot of effort to do the following things. Your strength is really beyond my expectation."

"It's not bad." Tang Ye just smiled at Piccolo and didn't say much.

With the efforts of the two men, the parts of the backpack were successfully pulled to the entrance of the sewer.

"How do you get these guys up there."

Looking at the sewer entrance that was probably three meters high above, Tang Ye couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Don't worry, I have a way to untie this. Just go up first and get these two ropes."

Piccolo untied the knot on his shoulder and handed it to Tang Ye. He nodded. As a result, Piccolo untied the knot of the hemp rope he handed over and then followed Piccolo's instructions. Connect the rope above and climb up.

But as soon as he came out, Tang Ye saw someone walking towards him from a distance!