Quickly wear: I am looking for my owner in the human world

"What's wrong?" Hong Mao caught a glimpse of Wen Lang's reaction from the corner of his eye and followed his gaze.

Suddenly the car skidded slightly.

"Holy shit, where did the kitten come from?" Hongmao quickly stabilized the steering wheel, with a strange light shining in his eyes, "It wasn't there when I got off the car."

It has been three months since the end of the world.

Z City, which used to be bustling with people and bustling with people, and where traffic jams in the morning and evening rush hours can kill people, is now desolate and dilapidated, and there are not many living things on the streets.

Except zombies.

After all, this is a creature that cannot be judged by common sense. It has no thoughts, no emotions, no senses, and only the instinct to eat meat and drink blood.

In addition to humans, many animals and plants have also mutated. Their exponential growth in size, frightening attack power, and innate ability to avoid dangers and defenses make them even more difficult to deal with than human zombies.

The likelihood of survival of ordinary plants and animals is greatly reduced.Because not only do they have to face murder from their own kind, but they may also become a hungry human meal at any time.People who are extremely hungry have no reason to eat. It doesn't matter what kind of meat it is, as long as it can be eaten.

Over time, pets such as cats and dogs have almost disappeared.

Under such circumstances, it is really strange to suddenly see an orange cat taking the initiative to run into a human car.

Hong Mao took a few more glances to make sure it was not a mutant species. He felt relieved, restrained his hands that were ready to move, and focused on driving.

He was still joking: "Brother Lang's charm is really increasing day by day. It's not enough that he has harvested the hearts of many women. Now he even doesn't let go of kittens."

"Look, everyone is following me in the car."

The corner of Wen Lang's mouth curled up in a careless arc, without turning his head, still staring at the orange cat in the rearview mirror, "Oh, really?"

I don’t know whether I’m asking the red-haired cat or the orange cat.

Naturally, he had noticed a little thing following him, but he didn't pay much attention.

I didn't expect this little thing to be so brave and dare to sneak into the car without them noticing.

"I'm not afraid of being slaughtered either." He whispered with unclear meaning.

"No, brother." Hong Mao suddenly shouted, "You can do something to such a cute kitten! It's only a few ounces of meat, and we're not that horny yet, so there's no need to do it!"

Wen Lang glanced at him with a half-smile, ignored the cat slave's exaggerated performance, and lowered his eyelashes, as if he was going to take a rest.

Hong Mao noticed that he was not very repulsive and quickly struck while the iron was hot, "Brother Lang, can we take it with us?"

This group of people lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife, and at the end of the day, they were much more adaptable than ordinary people. In addition to figuring out how to survive, they also had the energy to find other fun.

Wen Lang didn't answer.

"It's not easy for a normal person to bump into me. What a coincidence, isn't it?"

Wen Lang said nothing.

"Look at it, it's a skinny, little, pitiful one. It's not easy for it to survive to this day, isn't it?"

Wen Lang remained silent.

"Oh, when I saw it, I remembered that I was once so lonely with no one to care for me, if Brother Lang hadn't come down from the sky to save me from the fire and water..."

Wen Lang closed his eyes and finally spoke, with a cold tone, "I'll force you to take it down with you again."

Red hair: "!"

He knew that Brother Lang meant he agreed, and he grinned a little silly, "Hey, no more, no more, brother, you go to sleep."

The man seemed to be really tired. He crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the car seat. After a while, he began to breathe very shallow and evenly.

The red-haired man didn't make any more noise, and he shifted the gear very gently. From time to time, he glanced at the orange cat in the rearview mirror.

But I saw the orange cat looking quietly out of the car window, neither barking nor fussing, very well-behaved.

He also subconsciously looked out the window. It was still the gray sky and the cold steel and concrete. There was nothing interesting to see.

He withdrew his gaze and continued to pay attention to the road ahead, turning the steering wheel to avoid the corpses scattered on the road.Don't get me wrong, he doesn't mean that well, he just doesn't want to upset his brother.

The red hair didn't notice that the next second he looked away, the orange cat stopped looking out the window.

His eyes crossed the backrest from the left and fell on the small half of the sleeping man's face. For a moment, it seemed unfathomable.

The eyelashes covering the man's lower eyelids seemed to tremble unconsciously. The next second, his neck moved slightly and his face turned to the other side.

Xuan Wei lowered his eyes, and after a while, he lay down with his tail wrapped in front of him, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

The off-road vehicle carried two people and a cat, traveling through the dead and chaotic city, driving from dusk into night.

After the end of the world, the temperature difference between day and night is much greater than before.Even though Z City is in the south, the temperature at night in autumn is like winter.

Hongmao stopped the car at a place rarely visited by people on the outskirts of the city, planning to have something to eat and rest in the car for the night before continuing his journey in the morning.They were going back to City S in the neighboring province. The original highway was now damaged and impassable, so they would have to drive around for at least half a day.

The car had just turned off, and Wen Lang opened his eyes at the same time.

His eyes were very clear, and he didn't look like he had woken up from a deep sleep.

Hong Mao was not surprised, he was obviously used to this reaction.He picked up his backpack from the back seat of the car, took out two bottles of mineral water, two cans of meat and bread, and handed half of them to the man.

Then he rummaged through the bag again, looked at the orange cat, and looked embarrassed while holding a can.

"Little kitten, what should I do? It's not that I don't want to part with it, but can you eat this?"

As a qualified cat slave, he certainly knows that many things that humans eat cannot be given to cats. It can range from indigestion to death.

Xuan Wei: "..." Hong Kong Zhen, she doesn't know either.

Just when one person and one cat were staring at each other, Hongmao suddenly felt something next to him coming straight towards him.

He immediately tensed up, his expression became stern, and he instinctively assumed a defensive posture, which was completely different from the playful and playful look he had shown before.

But when he leaned back to avoid it, he realized that Wen Lang had thrown him over.

He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the heavy cylindrical object that fell on his lap, and while using the dim yellow light of the car lights to read the words on it, he muttered: "Brother Lang, you scared me, I thought..."

"I'll wipe it! Brother, where did you get the canned cat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another bag of things in his arms.

"What is this? Imported cat food?!"

Wen Lang continued to throw it into his arms.

"Dried small fish...chicken cubes...fresh meat soup...exclusive snacks for cats?"

"Hey, brother, that's enough, that's too much!"

Wen Lang threw a few more items before stopping.

Hong Mao was dumbstruck, holding a pile of cat rations, and asked again, "Brother, why do you have these in your space?"

You must know that Brother Lang's space is basically filled with guns, ammunition, gunpowder, and various weapons, which are the basics for this group of people to settle down and live. There are only a few living supplies for emergencies.

Most of the daily necessities stored are in the small green space, especially food that needs to be kept fresh.

Xuan Wei also stared at the man who was chewing bread.

He was just nibbling a piece of bread, and the comfortable and leisurely expression on his face seemed to be enjoying a Western-style meal.

Wen Lang unscrewed the mineral water and drank half of the bottle in one breath, then said calmly: "I accidentally put it in when I was collecting supplies."