Rebirth in the apocalypse: You can mess it up, I will open the book directly

Perhaps seeing that Qin Miao was temporarily free, Erbao, who had been standing not far away, finally took a few steps forward.

His eyes were red, his chapped lips opened and closed several times, and finally he could only tremble and utter one word with difficulty.

"sister......"

His voice was hoarse and depressed, as if a fallen child had finally found someone to express his grievances to, but didn't know where to start.

Qin Miao knew that his brother was gone. She already knew it when their group appeared on the park surveillance footage on the first day.

She didn't know how to comfort the half-grown boy in front of her, and there was nothing to comfort her. After all, this was the end of the world, and countless people died every day.

Even though he is only a teenager, even in other children's lives, this is the age when they are in high school.

Although it is indeed sad that misfortune only targets those who are miserable, this is the end of the world, and there are many people who are more miserable than him.

For example, Fengyue lost her parents at the age of 14; for example, Xiao Mo became an orphan at the age of 5; and in order to raise her son, she changed from a passionate and glamorous single mother to a woman who wanted to take advantage every day and was laughed at by her neighbors. Li Meimei.

Everyone is living an extremely difficult and struggling life, right?

She was silent, then raised her hand and gently patted the young man's thin shoulder.

She sensed his superpower, speed, "straight forward". However, her hand did not stay on his shoulder and silently withdrew it to her side.

Erbao wanted to say something more, but he couldn't say anything.

What could he say? Theirs was just a simple employment relationship, and it was an insignificant episode to her.

She wouldn't know that her special kindness to him, which might sound like falling leaves to her, was one of the few warmths he had in his life over the past seventeen years.

The two duck legs she gave him were even the first whole duck legs he had eaten in his life.

My brother often says that Team Leader Zhao is also a good person and takes care of them. But Team Leader Zhao scolded him almost every day, and he was very afraid of him.

He has received too little kindness, and he always seems to be ridiculed and scolded.

Even when his brother was holding a wooden stick to block the zombies for the team, everyone was busy running forward, and no one looked back.

If his brother's death hadn't stimulated his "Straight Move" to level 2, he wouldn't have been able to catch up with the large army.

There was nothing wrong with each other trying to save their own lives. He had never blamed anyone in the team, but he could no longer trust them.

His brother asked him to live well, saying that he was the hope of their family.

But what hope does he have? He is just the most useless tree in the grass that has been trampled on.

The person in front of him shone with dazzling light like the sun, briefly illuminating his dark life, but after all, he did not dare to say another word or get any closer.

Finally, the tent was set up, and his light walked into the tent. It was clearly separated from him by only a layer of nylon fabric, but it seemed like there was a chasm in the sky, so he could only look at each other from a distance.

The other four people she brought stood on both sides of the tent door to prevent others from approaching.

Erbao envied them very much, even though he was also the "other person" they were guarding against.

......

In the tent, three people sat opposite each other.

Chu Xuanxuan knew himself very well and had no intention of participating in this kind of negotiation with eight hundred tricks. He just silently lowered his head and clasped his fingers.

Seeing the obvious attitude of these two people, Du Zhidong stopped talking in circles and asked straight to the point:

"Miss Qin, I wonder what kind of business you want to discuss with me?"

"Tell me all the information you know, and you decide the terms of the deal." Qin Miao also hit the target straight.

"Is that so..." Du Zhidong's gentle eyebrows were slightly lowered, making a thoughtful look.

"My information is very complicated. What exactly does Miss Qin want to know?"

"Your superpower." Qin Miao asked knowingly.

"It's a precognitive power." Du Zhidong looked calm.

Qin Miao's eyebrows slightly raised; he was not as gentle and harmless as he appeared, yet he lied so calmly.

However, Qin Miao didn't expose it and followed the conversation and asked: "Then what did Mr. Du predict?"

Xia Zhidong smiled slightly: "That's a lot. Are you sure Miss Qin can give a corresponding price?"

"Crystal nuclei, food, medicine, water, and even houses."

Qin Miao didn't want to test each other and waste time on this kind of bargaining chip, so she said briefly and concisely: "As long as your information is worth it, Xiaoxia can even own a children's paradise."

"Oh?" Du Zhidong was obviously interested and leaned forward slightly.

"Zombie King, safe zone, epidemic source, ranking of superpowers, and future major base composition."

"And..." His voice was two levels lower, but extremely serious, "The time when mankind will perish."

"Which one does Miss Qin want to hear?"

"Mr. Du really has a lot of information." The smile on Qin Miao's lips became more obvious: "But I'm not interested in that."

Du Zhidong tilted his head slightly, a little surprised by Qin Miao's answer.

"The information Miss Qin said refers to..."

"Crystal core." Qin Miao said concisely and concisely: "Your method of extracting the energy of the crystal core."

"Sorry." The man refused almost without hesitation.

His body leaned back slightly and leaned on the back of the folding seat: "It's a matter of family and life, I'm sorry Du can't tell you."

"Farewell." Qin Miao stood up and wanted to leave.

Chu Xuanxuan immediately followed without even an extra glance.

Du Zhidong was caught off guard. He didn't expect Qin Miao to be so straightforward. He waited until she was about to walk out of the tent before speaking again: "Is Miss Qin really not interested in when the human race will perish?"

He also stood up and took two steps forward with his slender legs: "What if I said only seven years later?"

Qin Miao chuckled softly when he heard this: "It depends on human beings. Predictable things are not unchangeable. I believe that man can conquer nature."

There was no contempt in her voice, no doubt, just a pure sense of conviction. It was as if she could really turn her hand into clouds or rain, and be the chess player who was above the world.

Such ridiculous and flamboyant words should have been laughed off. But somehow, Du Zhidong had an inexplicable feeling that she could really do what she said about man conquering nature.

He was almost truly impressed by her determination.

It's a pity... He already knows the ending of this world.

Although he didn't know Qin Miao's specific ending, he knew that she probably wouldn't live long.

Du Zhidong did not continue the topic, but changed the topic: "Miss Qin, do you not believe in my ability to predict?"

No one is completely uninterested in the future. Even if she is confident enough in her own strength, there should always be some "future" she wants to pry into.

Unless she doesn't believe this "future" is real at all.