End of the world: The school girl turned into a zombie and confessed to me?

There are only a dozen or so people on his side of the Peaceful Upgrade faction headed by Zuo Nan.

The strength gap between the two sides is huge!

"Ha, that's right, if you can enjoy yourself in the last days, you should enjoy it to your heart's content!"

"No matter how hard you try to upgrade and how powerful you become, there will always be someone stronger than you in the end!"

"With the lifting of the suppression of the last days, those cold-blooded and brutal survivors who are as powerful as monsters will gradually wake up, and those mutant creatures that will destroy the world in the last days will gradually come!"

"In the end, don't we have to be reduced to hiding in Tibet, and finally live in that kind of precarious and miserable end?"

"It's better to enjoy the present moment than to linger on, even if we indulge enough, even if we die, it's worth it!"

"Brothers, do you think I'm right?"

Higman laughed loudly.

"Yes, yes! We want to be the masters of this world, even if it's only for a few days!"

"Finally I can feel what it's like to bully others!"

"I didn't expect that there would be a day when we turned over, and the bad breath pent up in our chests could finally be released!"

The survivors behind Higman loudly vented their long-suppressed emotions.

"Crazy, you are absolutely crazy!"

"You have now become the people you once hated the most, don't you think it's sad?"

Zuo Nan shook his head and questioned.

"It's sad? Can't see the situation clearly, and still think about competing with the strong in the future, this is sad!"

"We have recognized our own strength, we will be garbage in future generations, but now, we want to be kings!"

Higman felt that his ambition had swelled instantly, as if the whole world was already his own.

"Whatever you want, when you die, you will understand that I was right!"

After Zuo Nan finished speaking, he slowly walked towards the tunnel with the survivors behind him.

Looking at the backs of Zuo Nan and the others, Higman showed a cold smile, and muttered to himself:

"I may die, but you can't wait for that day!"

Chapter 317 Higman's Doomsday Survival Rules

"Where are we going?"

The survivor on the side asked Zuo Nandao.

They believed in Zuo Nan's strength and intelligence.

When he was enslaved by the strong before, it was Zuo Nan who led everyone to escape from the strong twice in a row.

It's just that everyone's strength is too weak. Although they can escape, as long as they meet powerful survivors, they will eventually be caught.

Now there is almost no existence stronger than them in the world, so they put their hope on Zuo Nan again.

"I remember that a strong man said inadvertently that he obtained the key fragments leading to the lighthouse in the interface city!"

"It is said that the aborigines live on the lighthouse, and they must know more about this disaster than we do!"

"We can find the lighthouse as soon as possible while the monsters in this world are not very strong. Maybe we can gain an upgrade advantage over others!"

Zuo Nan explained seriously.

"But haven't all the key fragments been taken away by the strong? Isn't it too late for us to go now?"

another survivor asked.

"Do you remember when we first crossed over, the city was full of supplies at that time, which means that resetting will restore the supplies. Although I don't know how to do it, it does have such a function!"

"Now the world has been reset again, so it's likely those items will be reset as well!"

"Of course, I'm not sure whether the important items will be reset, but after all, we have to try. If the key fragments are there, we will make money!"

Zuo Nan explained.

"Well, anyway, we have to kill the mutants to become stronger. The high walls of Bangkou City are sealed off, and there are no entrances and exits. Even if we go out, there are big rivers on both sides, which is not conducive to fighting!"

"Let's go out from the interface city, find a few infected bodies to practice, and recover!"

"It's been a long time since I cut vegetables, and I still have a little expectation!"

Several other survivors laughed and said.

Soon, Zuo Nan and others boarded a train leading to the interface city.

As the train started slowly, something suddenly hit the roof of the train heavily, making a muffled bang.

"What? Is it a mutant?"

"No, this sound is very heavy, more like metal!"

Squeak!

The roof of the train was torn open.

The cold body of the puppet warrior appeared in front of everyone.

"Oops, Higman actually found a puppet warrior who can still fight!"

"Everyone is ready to fight!"

Zuo Nan roared, and fought with the puppet warrior.

Hearing the sound of the battle gradually receding in the tunnel, Higman smiled slightly.

These puppet fighters are definitely enough for Zuo Nan to drink a pot.

Even if he couldn't be killed, and he was seriously injured, it would be good to delay his next upgrade speed.

An injured person who can't be upgraded, after 30 days of the end of the world, when part of the suppression is lifted again, he is no different from a dead person.

And Zuo Nan left by train, and just happened to send transportation to the interface city.

According to the previous experience, Higman had received the video from Tengxiang Kingdom, and then followed the camp leader to head here.

Since it is reincarnation, it is very likely that the new survivors have discovered the secret of Tengxiang Kingdom and are also gathering here quickly.

With the help of the train, I am afraid that the fresh and tender little sheep will be delivered to your door soon!

Higman's eyes were full of excitement at the thought of beautiful women and the rich supplies in the survivor's ring.

He ordered the weakest survivors to stay in the building near the entrance of the tunnel, and report to him immediately if there was any movement.

He took other survivors in a hotel, having a good time and drinking.

There are many supplies in the shopping malls and supermarkets in this city.

These people have been enslaved and oppressed for a long time, and suddenly they got so many supplies.

The first thing I thought of was not to store them, but to destroy them all indulgently!

At the beginning, I still maintain the previous habit of eating, not to waste, and to accept all the dregs in the packaging bag.

When it was discovered that the food here was so much that the seven or eighty people would not be able to finish it even if they ate wildly for a month.

The indulgence begins.

Some snacks are thrown away after opening the bag and taking two bites.

There were only half bottles of beverages and pure water left all over the floor.

The unfinished beer was thrown through the window and listened to see who threw it farther.

Only canned meat, which is relatively scarce, is the cleanest food that everyone eats.

What's left is to indulge in carnival anytime, anywhere without black or white.

(Details in Chapter [-] are omitted here)

It went on like this for two days.

Higman was awakened by the sound of a private chat message.

He rubbed his eyes, looked at the men and women stumbling around in the room, and rubbed his temples involuntarily.

The afterglow of the setting sun just spilled into the room through the window, making Higman unable to open his eyes.

"Is it morning? Or evening?"

Higman slowed down for a while, looked at the time on the system interface, and was sure.

It is dusk.

"Boss, there are fat sheep coming by train, this is the photo I took of them!"

"It's true that there are all kinds of people, men, women, old and young. It looks like a bunch of weak chickens at first glance!"

The sentinel survivors sent back a set of photos.

In the photo, Zhang Chen is holding Xiaobai, and Erpang, who is in a small size, is standing next to him.

A group of listless-looking survivors followed.

There are old people and children inside? !

It is indeed a weak chicken, and it is impossible for a real hunter camp composed of strong people to accommodate so many oil bottles.

Most of the camps that can take the elderly and children are bad people with the heart of the Virgin.

Maybe the leader can be a little bit capable, but he is destined to be not much better if he is dragged down by these oil bottles in the camp.

In fact, if you just look at the photos, Higman's analysis is completely correct.

Because the True God religion did absorb many scattered survivors who were not eligible to enter the big camp.

And the strength of these survivors is indeed relatively weak.

It's a pity that he didn't know that these survivors were all clones.

Even if these clones put aside the ability to control the army of infected bodies, their personal combat effectiveness is absolutely comparable to that of the metamorphosis.

The "weak" survivors in front of us actually represent the existence of the top combat power in the current world.

"Very good, wait for me there, I will bring all the team members, and have a good taste of these fat sheep!"

Higman smiled.

Although he is rampant, he is not an idiot.

I don't need to be a hero to challenge Zhang Chen one-on-one.

There are more than 70 people in the entire camp, all of whom are above the strength of metamorphosis.

How fragrant is it when everyone swarms up?Crush the enemy with absolute strength advantage!

The first rule of survival in the apocalypse is that obscenity is paramount. If you can avoid taking risks, you must not take them!

"That big brother, Hill has already gone, and he said that he will slaughter these fat sheep and offer them to you!"

The sentry survivors soon sent another message.

Chapter 318 Zhang Chen: I'm about to start acting

"This guy Hill is already on? Huh, isn't he greedy for merit? You want to kill all these survivors while I'm away, and give priority to picking some good things?"

"However, this is also good, just to try the strength of these fat sheep!"

"If Hill dies, it's his own fault!"

"But if these fat sheep can't even handle Hill, then it's even less likely that they will be the opponents of any of us survivors!"

"At that time, I will definitely let the greedy ghost, Hill, spit out all the supplies!"

For a while, Higman had several thoughts flashing through his mind.

Only then did the reply message say:

"Go and keep an eye on Hill, no matter what he does, you don't have to worry about it, just report to me at the time! I'll be there in 10 minutes!"

"Okay, boss, make sure to complete the task!"

After finishing the chat, Higman stretched his waist, and then slapped the thighs of the two women beside him hard twice.

The woman woke up from the pain.