Reborn at the end of the world, my zombie boyfriend, don’t chase me

"Tang Xin, we should go back."

After walking for a while, Song Ming reminded, counting the time, the helicopter should be back.

"Ah."

Xia Zhihan nodded and looked back worriedly.

"Tang Xin, when you go back this time, you can choose your own warriors."

On the helicopter, Song Ming approached him without anything to say.

Xia Zhihan has been depressed ever since she met that girl.

Xia Zhihan raised her head, her gray eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you going to the factory to pick randomly?"

Song Ming breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little obsessed. Originally, he randomly sent a dozen dead soldiers out for her to choose.

However, seeing how concerned Xia Zhihan was, Song Ming nodded fondly and said, "Well, if you want to go to the factory to choose, I will take you there."

Xia Zhihan looked at Song Ming in surprise.

She always thought that Song Ming did not have permission to enter the factory.

Song Ming smiled slightly, with deep eyes, looking at Xia Zhihan affectionately: "As long as it is what you want, I will try my best to give it to you."

Xia Zhihan subconsciously tilted her head and avoided his sight without leaving a trace.

The words of love are very touching, but unfortunately, they cannot make any waves in Xia Zhihan's heart.

She knew that Song Ming liked her because she was strong enough.

If she was just a newbie now, Song Ming probably wouldn't even give her a serious look.

Xia Zhihan was very awake at this moment and knew what she wanted.

Song Ming is like Yang Feng before the end of the world. When you are still valuable, he will please and pamper you in every possible way. Once you lose your value, he will send you to the eighteenth level of hell.

……

As soon as the helicopter landed, a mechanical voice rang in Xia Zhihan's mind: "Congratulations to No. A502 for completing the granary mission. The number of dead soldiers has increased to five."

Xia Zhihan: "..."

The chip in her body is equivalent to a small system, which is similar to Xiaobei's.

"Tang Xin, let's go, I'll take you to the factory now."

Song Ming was in a good mood and wanted to hold Xia Zhihan's hand, but Xia Zhihan quickly dodged away.

"Let's go."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Song Ming's eyes, and then he quickly chased after him: "Tang Xin, the factories in Xingyu Base are divided into evolutionary fluid production factories and death warrior production factories. You went to the wrong place..."

After taking a few steps, Song Ming grabbed Xia Zhihan's wrist.

Xia Zhihan: "..."

She deliberately walked towards the west. There is a villa area to the east. If she walked firmly towards the east, wouldn't she be exposed?

"Song Ming..."

"Hmph, how can you find a new lover so quickly?"

At this time, an angry voice sounded.

A middle-aged man wearing a white mandarin jacket, gold-rimmed glasses, messy hair, and a haggard face looked at Song Ming and glared angrily.

Song Ming was slightly startled, and he let go of Xia Zhihan's wrist with a guilty conscience.

"Uncle Zhou."

"My Nannan went on a mission with you and didn't even bring back a corpse..."

"How good are you that you found someone new so quickly?"

The middle-aged man yelled angrily, his eyes showing endless sadness.

He was not optimistic about Song Ming, but Zhou Nannan liked Song Ming very much, so he compromised. He gave Song Ming all the good things and resources including evolutionary fluid, dead soldiers, and connections.

But since Zhou Nannan's death, Song Ming has never visited their home again.

"Uncle Zhou, you misunderstood, Tang Xin just..."

The man in the middle waved his hand and took a deep breath: "I'm blind..."

Looking at the lonely back of the middle-aged man, Xia Zhihan felt mixed emotions in her heart.

Many people think that making friends and getting married are their own business.

She used to think so too. She was very disgusted and resisted when her brother interfered in her and Yang Feng's affairs.

Who she falls in love with is her own business. Why does her brother always interfere with her?

Only now did she understand that if you meet someone unkindly, your loved ones and loved ones will also be harmed.

Just like this poor father in front of me!

"Tang Xin, he is Zhou Nannan's father. He also blames me. He is too busy during this period and has no time to see them."

Song Ming clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were filled with haze. When he looked at Xia Zhihan, he regained his clarity and explained with some self-blame.

Xia Zhihan smiled and walked forward.

The death warrior production factory is located in the villa area on the east side of the island. Xingyu Base will recycle those with special powers who die during missions.

First, the corpses of the superpowers would be cleaned, mended, and missing mechanical parts installed on them.

If the hand is missing, a mechanical arm will be installed.

Even if a head is missing, a mechanical head can be installed, provided that their heart is intact.

[-]rd basement

As soon as Xia Zhihan stepped into the elevator, she saw a large processing factory. On the conveyor belt were bloody corpses.

Much like the assembly line in a production workshop.

"Tang Xin, go this way."

After just one glance, Song Ming dragged Xia Zhihan to the left.

Through the glass window, Xia Zhihan saw the cleaned and sutured corpses lying on the operating table.

Many staff in white coats are installing mechanical parts for them.

"You seem to be very interested in dead soldiers?"

Song Ming suddenly spoke.

Xia Zhihan nodded: "I find it a bit incredible."

"This is the power of technology."

Song Ming started talking immediately and said with admiration: "These are very ordinary. The greatest essence of the dead soldier lies in the intensified chip in his head."

"It was developed by Professor Pangda Xunpang. It can not only activate the powers in the heart of the dead soldier, but also replace the brain and issue various instructions like the dead soldier."

"In this way, you will have a partner who will never betray you and will risk his own life for you."

Xia Zhihan: "..."

Isn't it just a super-powered robot without any emotions or consciousness?

"If they lose their vitality, won't they rot?"

"Their bodies will be injected with evolutionary fluid. The evolutionary fluid can make them immortal forever. Tang Xin, I have said before that the evolutionary fluid has many wonderful uses, and this is one of them."

"Don't you think this is mankind's greatest invention?"

"They are the perfect replacement for robots and zombies, and they are absolutely obedient."

Song Ming's eyes were filled with enthusiasm as he spoke excitedly.

Xia Zhihan withdrew her gaze and said coldly: "Song Ming, have you ever thought that maybe one day you will become one of them."

She didn't think it was a great invention, she just thought it was human beings digging their own graves.

These so-called dead men, to put it harshly, are just recycling waste.

And these wastes are humans themselves.

Not even sparing a dead person, this Xingyao Group is really amazing.

Those with power can pursue immortality and stand at the top forever.

People who are incompetent will be recycled even after they die.

The world is like this,

After the end of the world, such polarization will become more obvious. There are no rules. Those who stand at the top are the rules.

And the most ridiculous thing is that there are many fanatics like Song Ming following them in the world.

For example, those who created the dead soldier Pang Pangxun, those who researched evolutionary fluids and regenerated cells, and those at the base who were willing to become their experimental subjects...

Song Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "If I become one of them, it will only mean that I am not working hard enough and not strong enough..."

"I have no regrets. This is what drives me forward."

Xia Zhihan: "..."

Song Ming was brainwashed quite a bit.