It’s the End of the World, and the Perfect Life System is Here?

Chapter 42 What the **** is this?

"Roar!"

In front of the cart, a zombie spotted Meng Xu and ran happily towards Meng Xu. Meng Xu could even see the saliva secreted from the corner of the zombie's mouth and the flesh and blood hanging on its teeth.

Of course, we still can’t ignore the half-torn cheek, half-stretched flesh hanging on the lips like this, it’s really disgusting.

 It’s so ugly.

Meng Xu sighed in his heart, then took a deep breath and tried his best to serve with a smile: "Hello, sir, are you here for chicken steak? How many portions do you want?"

"Roar!"

The zombie ignored Meng Xu and roared directly.

When Meng Xu saw this, he yawned and tugged on the rope. The zombie Li Xiang, who was no longer human, was pulled directly in front of him, blocking the zombie's path.

This collision instantly made zombie Li Xiang furious!

"Roar!"

Li Xiang roared, stretched out his powerful arm, grabbed it, and instantly tore off the arm of the running zombie, and then tore it hard, and the other arm was gone.

 Violence, too violent!

Meng Xu sighed.

After turning into a zombie, Li Xiang's power was enhanced many times.

 To be fair.

Meng Xu couldn't tear someone's arm off just by tearing it.

 Fortunately, Li Xiang's favorability had already reached minus 100 before his death, otherwise it would have been Meng Xu's turn to worry about Li Xiang's strength.

Meng Xu had a headache for a while, so he pulled the rope in his hand and pulled Li Xiang back: "Okay, okay, that's all."

Zombie Li Xiang still seemed a little unwilling, but after being restrained by Meng Xu, he could only roar twice incompetently and continued to 'stand guard' on the side, his eyes red.

Meng Xu stepped forward, looked at the zombie that had two arms torn off, smiled, and took out a small stool from the snack cart, then placed it in front of the zombie's head, then stretched out his hand and put it in the zombie's pocket. Fumbling around.

After groping for a while, Meng Xu’s expression suddenly changed: “What are you doing here if you don’t have money?!”

 After saying that, he raised the wrench in his hand, smacked it twice, and smashed his head to pieces, then snorted coldly: "I thought it was business!"

 After saying that, Meng Xu continued to push the cart, leading Li Xiang towards the community where he had previously rented.

 The reason why I didn’t go to the Civic Center is very simple.

 Vehicles rolled over on the main road, and there were traffic jams everywhere. It was extremely inconvenient for me to carry Li Xiang and a cart with me, and it was easy for me to fail to sell fried chicken steaks.

So Meng Xu planned to use Xu Xu Tuzhi's method to consume the three hundred fried chicken steaks in the community, and then go to the Civic Center.

After all, the location of the old community is relatively good, and it is not easy to be besieged by dozens or twenty zombies... Although Meng Xu doesn't seem to be too worried at the moment, but after all, he has never experienced it, so it is safe to do so.

 There are definitely three hundred people in the community.

 It’s okay even if you don’t have it.

 Aren't there other buildings around the community?

　　The Eastern Kingdom does not lack people, it means it does not lack people.

Thinking of this, Meng Xu suddenly thought of another great eastern country, the legendary Tianzhu.

 I’m a good boy and can’t imagine the situation over there in Tianzhu.

Meng Xu took a breath of cold air.

But now, it doesn’t have much to do with him.

Following the way he came, Meng Xu was quite familiar with it, because when he came, Meng Xu had basically cleaned it up, but there were still some zombies wandering over. Meng Xu didn't hesitate at all, and stepped forward to fight with them forcefully. Conclude a deal on fried chicken steak and get a certain amount of money.

"Roar!"

Behind the green trash can, a young zombie jumped out, with teeth and claws showing, and a look of death in its gray eyes.

When Meng Xu saw this, he was not afraid at all. He had become accustomed to it. He even smiled at the young zombie and said, "Hello, Peaceful Order Chicken Steak, ten yuan a portion, thank you!"

Meng Xu swung the baseball bat into the air while serving with a smile and controlling his strength. After knocking down the zombies, he immediately touched the money. When he opened his pocket and saw a twenty-denomination note, he started to smile. He was about to make two He took out a fried chicken steak and forced it into the zombie's mouth: "Sir, the chicken steak is ready. You should eat it. Give it to me!"

 Until the fried chicken steak turns into chicken mashed, stuffed to the brim.

And in front of Meng Xu's eyes, a piece of small gilded characters also appeared.

[Sold successfully, current progress: 17/300] Meng Xu sighed deeply.

 How come people nowadays don’t take money with them when they go out? The same goes for zombies, who don’t take any money with them when they go out, which is really chilling.

While pushing the trolley, Meng Xu yawned and suddenly saw a small rotating hot pot shop not far away, which seemed to have some reflections.

"Um?"

Meng Xu was stunned, and when he took a closer look, he seemed to see a few sneaky figures hiding there.

 “There’s someone there!”

Meng Xu was instantly pleasantly surprised.

　Very good!

Hence, Meng Xu did not hesitate and pushed the cart directly forward.

"Roar!"

A zombie on the side of the road saw Meng Xu and rushed over happily. Meng Xu didn't hesitate at all. He directly picked up the baseball bat and blasted it away. His brains instantly spilled on the floor.

Without stopping for even a moment, we headed straight towards the ‘Revolving Hotpot’ shop!

 Zombies?

 A bunch of poor devils!

 It is better for modern people who can scan codes!

Meng Xu was very happy. While pushing the cart, he shouted: "Fried chicken steak! Big and crispy fried chicken steak, sweet and delicious, super high in calories, a must-have for survival in the apocalypse!"

 He couldn't wait to sell out everything.

well.

If it weren’t for the need to make a living and work hard to make money, who would be willing to sell fried chicken steaks in a zombie apocalypse environment?

 …

“Look, is that the lunatic who left in the morning? It’s strange, why did he go out and come back with a trolley?”

In a small hot pot restaurant, a man who looked to be in his forties pushed up his glasses and squatted under the table. Looking at Meng Xu's figure, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He immediately patted a waitress in her twenties next to her. Asked.

After hearing the man's words, the waitress immediately turned her head and looked at the scene outside the door. She happened to see Meng Xu pushing the snack cart towards her, and was stunned: "It's him, why did he... push it?" Come over for a food stall?"

Suddenly, the man seemed to see something, and his expression gradually became a little frightened. He shouted in shock: "Zhao Jing, something is not right!"

The man's words startled 'Zhao Jing'. She immediately covered the man's mouth and whispered: "Keep your voice down! If we attract those zombies, we will all die!"

 “No, no, no, no!”

 The man's eyes were horrified and he was a little incoherent: "Look at the zombie tied behind his food cart!"

"ah?"

Zhao Jing was stunned when she heard this.

 She looked intently, her hands and feet instantly became cold, and her whole body froze.

 It’s really a zombie!

 Why didn’t the zombies bite him?

Zhao Jing’s mind went blank.

 “He’s coming towards us!”

The man was a little anxious. He picked up the kitchen knife that was used to chop vegetables. He was extremely frightened: "What should I do? What should I do?!"

 “Go and call everyone here quickly, if...”

Before the man finished speaking, he saw a zombie rushing towards Meng Xu, but his head was smashed by Meng Xu with a stick, and blood plasma exploded all over the floor in an instant.

 Seeing this scene, the man was instantly speechless.

Immediately afterwards, a sense of despair arose in his heart: "Does he want to feed us all to his zombie pets?"

 The desperate man had already begun to imagine his future ending, and could only watch helplessly as Meng Xu approached them step by step.

 Finally, he saw Meng Xu coming to the door of the small hot pot restaurant, stretched out his hand, and knocked on the glass very politely.

If you ignore Meng Xu’s white sportswear that has been dyed red and the blood stains on his face that have not been wiped off, Meng Xu looks like a normal guest coming to eat.

"Hello, as you can see, I am the owner of a food stall. Do you want to eat fried chicken steak? It costs ten yuan a piece, and each person can only buy five pieces~"

 (End of this chapter)