When the apocalypse comes, salted fish will only make bubbles

As his thoughts raced, a series of questions popped up in Pei Chonglin's mind.

Because of the appearance of this large fog, the whereabouts of the zombies has become the biggest mystery.

According to satellite images, the zombie wave has been lingering near Fancheng.

He thought about it all night but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

Even before he left the desert, the number of zombies was still decreasing slightly.

He firmly believes that in today's apocalypse, apart from the superpowers of superpowers, the only weapons that are lethal to zombies are the hot and cold weapons in human hands.

However, it is bound to consume a lot of manpower and material resources to significantly reduce such a large-scale zombie tide.

As far as he knew, including their team, there was no such powerful force among the survivors in Fancheng.

If it was done by those who gave up escaping or were stranded in Fancheng for various reasons, then the possibility was almost zero.

Anyone with some ability or desire to survive would not rashly choose to defend Fancheng under such circumstances.

The old, weak, sick and disabled who have lost the ability to escape are even less likely to have the ability to fight zombies.

Not to mention that it is rapidly weakening the zombies' power.

What he had to pay attention to at this time was the layer of fog in the distance.

The origin of this mist is strange, and its effect is even more amazing.

Looking from his side, the scenery on the opposite side was almost completely hidden behind it, which forced him to think in reverse, whether it would have the same effect when viewed from the other side of the fog.

After just thinking about it for a moment, Pei Chonglin seemed to be inspired. He raised his brows and suddenly had an incredible idea.

Could it be that because of this layer of fog, the zombies who arrived in Fancheng suddenly lost the target they were pursuing?

As a result, they stayed and lingered near Fancheng, and made no further eastward pursuit.

It was a bit of a fantasy that a thin layer of mist could block thousands of troops, but apart from this reason, Pei Chonglin could not think of any other possibility.

However, the reason why this mist was so different, he always felt that it had something to do with Li Ying.

After all, the same fog appeared in the place where Li Ying hid his camels. One was hiding camels, and the other was hiding people.

As the distance got closer, he could clearly see that the fog in the sky was densely dense just above the deep trench.

Li Ying was present when the situation arose both times.

What is the connection between Li Ying... and this mist?

However, before he could figure anything out, an even more shocking scene suddenly magnified in his eyes.

Right in front of him, at the end of the road, a vague figure suddenly appeared.

"Li Ying!"

Pei Chonglin recognized the figure almost at a glance. Sure enough, Li Ying was still alive. He almost cried with joy.

He said that Li Ying was not only lucky, but also lucky.

He can definitely save the day.

However, as soon as his surprised smile bloomed, it froze on his face the next second.

Then an urgent cry came out of his mouth: "Don't dance Li Ying!"

Pei Chonglin's eyes were about to burst. He watched helplessly as the figure leaped forward and resolutely jumped down into the ditch...

Shocked, confused, hesitant, heartbroken...

For a moment, Pei Chonglin's mind was in a mess, his trembling hands almost lost strength, and he almost let go of the steering wheel.

But because his feet were too hard, he did not relax a little, and the vehicle was still moving forward at full speed.

He even suspected that the scene he saw was just an illusion, an illusion caused by his excessive mental stress.

However, Pei Chonglin quickly overturned his idea. His spiritual ability gave him super discerning ability.

He can still tell clearly whether it is true or false.

That figure was Li Ying who he could remember for a lifetime with just one look.

"No," Pei Chonglin quickly recovered from the shock. He took a deep breath and gripped the steering wheel again.

"It's impossible for Li Ying to commit suicide because of his own thoughts. He must have his own reasons."

"The brat must have some novel ideas."

He kept talking to himself, trying to find a reasonable explanation for Li Ying's excessive behavior.

Even if he was abandoned by Tang Shisen, even if he was assassinated by his close relatives, he would not reach the point where he would jump into a ditch and commit suicide at the end of his rope.

What's more, Li Ying has already come out of the ditch, which means that he still has a strong desire to survive.

Thinking about it, he must have climbed up with great difficulty, and he would never be stupid enough to jump off again.

Of course, there was another possibility that he had to take into account, that is, he was too seriously injured and lost his balance for a while, and then he fell unconscious.

Damn Li Yuancheng, how could he be so cruel? The sequelae of concussion alone would be enough for Li Ying to drink.

Surprise turned to fright, but in the blink of an eye, Pei Chonglin's heart had never been so ups and downs.

He hated that he came out too late, he hated that his driving speed was not strong enough, and he even hated the helplessness that he saw but was beyond his reach.

So, when he rushed to the edge of the ditch in a hurry, he forgot to breathe.

The car left a long trail of marks after braking suddenly, and the front of the car hit the edge of the ravine before it finally came to a stop.

But when he arrived at the place, Pei Chonglin did not get out of the car immediately. No one would believe this, and Pei Chonglin would also have weak legs one day.

He grabbed the steering wheel and let out a long breath, then stared straight at the deep ditch on the other side that he couldn't see on the other side and made the final mental preparation.

Li Ying was fine. What he was about to see was Li Ying obediently waiting for rescue at the bottom of the ditch.

Maybe he was peeing and playing with clay figures again, it didn't matter, as long as Li Ying wanted to play, he would be happy to make as many clay figures as he did.

Hoho~hoho~

Hoho~hoho~

Just when Pei Chonglin was thinking wildly, a burst of noisy roars came one after another.

"Zombies!"

Pei Chonglin suddenly woke up, thought of something, and quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

There are zombies at the bottom of the ditch, and Li Ying is down there. He actually got cowardly at this time, damn it!

"Li Ying, I'm here! You..."

But when Pei Chonglin rushed to the edge of the ditch and looked down eagerly, he was suddenly shocked by the scene below.

The bottom of the ditch was crowded with dense zombies, but there were no zombies surrounding Li Ying and biting him.

On the contrary, the zombies were gathering together, excitedly... watching..., yes, watching. They were watching Li Ying smashing a zombie's head with a stone.

Li Ying put one knee on the zombie's back and pounded it hard. The zombies around him roared loudly, as if they were cheering him on.

It can be seen that the zombies are not aggressive towards Li Ying and Li Ying is not in danger.

This result was completely unexpected and even more unimaginable.

Pei Chonglin tried his best to blink his eyes, but felt that it was not enough. He used his powers to strengthen his cognition, and then he confirmed that what he saw with his own eyes was not an illusion.

Li Ying is still alive and well, and is even killing zombies by himself.

Although the tools are a little crude, the methods are a little barbaric, and the brain is a little clumsy, but he is powerful enough and the zombies are afraid of him. The most important thing is that Li Ying is alive...