Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Fortunately, although no survival supplies were replenished at the gas station, the fuel tanks were all filled up and there were a few large barrels spared, which was enough to support them to the station. The premise is not to encounter any powerful zombies.

It has been a year since the end of the world, and under the propaganda of the interim government, everyone already knows how to classify supernatural powers.

Before classifying the level of superpowers, you must first look at the level of zombies.

The most common ones are naturally the original zombies, with gray-white skin and half-shedding state. Their movement speed is about the same as that of ordinary human walking, but they will burst out briefly after smelling human scent. Both speed and bite force are greatly improved.

This type of zombies usually relies on numbers to win. No matter how strong a person is when surrounded by tens of thousands of zombies, he will die from exhaustion.

The next level up is T1. T1 zombies have evolved from ordinary zombies. Their skin has become hard and will no longer fall off. They have vision, can run and jump, are very fast, and like to chase cars.

T2 zombies are a combination of zombies and other animals. They are painted-faced zombies whose mouths bloom and spit out tentacles. Their limbs are mutated like lizards lying on the ground, or geckos lying on the wall. There are also zombies with eyes all over their bodies and excellent eyesight.

The strength of T2 zombies varies, depending on what kind of animals they are combined with and how their bodies mutate.

T3 zombies can already command a group of 3 to zombies. They have evolved intelligence and can hide themselves. Some T zombies have given up their ability to evolve and command, choosing to gain powerful individual strength. They usually have huge bodies and hard skin, making it difficult for ordinary bullets to penetrate. Tooru, knows how to use weapons.

T4 zombies have only been encountered once so far, and that time, they controlled a tide of more than zombies, attacked the Chenxi base, and destroyed the Chenxi base in one fell swoop, shocking all survivors.

The level of a superpower will be judged based on the level of zombie killing. Generally speaking, a person who can kill 3 T1 zombies alone is a level 1 superpower, and a person who can kill 3 T2 zombies alone is a level 2 superpower. A person with abilities who kills 1 T3 alone is a level 3 person with abilities. A person who kills 3 or more T3s alone is a level 4 person with abilities.

Level 5 and above have not yet appeared, or when someone can kill T4, you can determine that you have a level 5 ability.

Among the team currently heading to the station, Han Feng is the only one who has reached level 3 superpowers. However, according to Song Qiao's inquiries, Han Feng was not the only one present at the scene when T3 was killed. Meng Lingyu was also present. It made Song Qiao suspect that Han Feng, a level 3 superpower user, had a lot of water.

Among the others, Meng Lingyu is at level 2, Yang Kai is at level 2, Song Qiao is at level 2, and there is also a big man in charge of the back, who is a veteran and is also at level 2.

Under Chen Shuhan's promotion, the news that Song Qiao was gay quickly spread throughout the entire team. When they were resting at night, Song Qiao noticed that everyone was looking at her strangely.

Of course she didn't care about this. When eating, Song Qiao gave some of her food to Fire Fox. She squatted on the ground, the small stainless steel bowl in her hand reflected warm light under the fire, and she stared at Xiao The fox's eyes were so gentle again.

"It's really sick for people to feed animals when they don't have enough to eat." A woman next to Chen Shuhan rolled her eyes and muttered.

Chen Shuhan looked at Song Qiao, his eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "Who says it's not the case?"

The next second, too fast for anyone to react, a dagger flew out and pierced the woman's chest. Before she could cry out in pain, Song Qiao appeared in front of her and pinched her with one hand. On her neck, electric current spread along her arms. The woman was twitching due to the electricity, but because her neck was strangled, she could not make a sound, and her eyes widened in pain.

"Stop!! What are you doing!" Han Feng shouted angrily.

Song Qiao raised her chin slightly, "What are you afraid of? She won't die. Nangong Wan can cure her."

As she spoke, she pulled out the dagger from the woman's chest with her left hand. Electric light surged, and a burning smell came. At the same time, because of the numbness caused by the electricity, the woman could not feel any pain. Onlookers only found it terrifying, and what was even more terrifying was Song Qiao's face with a faint smile.

Finally, she threw the woman out, right at Nangong Wan's feet.

While Nangong Wan was busy treating her, she slowly walked to the woman's side, stepped on her face, lowered her head and said, "It's the end of the world and you are still playing palace battles here. You are not as strong as me." Under such circumstances, you dare to use someone as a gunman to target me, you idiot."

The woman looked at Song Qiao in horror, not even daring to make a sound.

rustling.

The fire fox that ran out at some point came back from the grass, ran to Song Qiao, and spit out a gray-white crystal stone the size of a thumb.

Song Qiao bent down and pinched, "It seems that animals are useful, and some people are worse than animals." She smiled, but her eyes were cold, and she glanced at some people, including Chen Shuhan. He avoided looking at her, not daring to look at her.

Seeing that Nangong Wan had cured the woman, Han Feng deliberately scolded Song Qiao, but he didn't know where to start. What she said was right. The end of the world is about strength. Let alone hurt this person, he would kill her. , Han Feng can't do anything to Song Qiao, the law? It has long since turned to ashes.

Meng Lingyu had been sitting next to Nangong Wan and watched the whole drama. Only then did he speak: "Captain, it's time to arrange the night watch."

Han Feng followed Meng Lingyu's steps to reveal the matter and began to arrange night watch personnel.

Several Level 2 trainees must be on duty at different time periods. Song Qiao chose to be on the last shift, which was from 3 a.m. to 6 a.m.

A steel rope was pulled around the temporary resting point. It was a rare time in the day to get some air. Everyone stood leaning against each other in twos and threes, talking in low voices. No one dared to talk about Song Qiao anymore. They just talked about the groups of corpses they encountered during the day and recalled the beautiful life before the end of the world.

Song Qiao climbed to the roof of the car alone and lay on it to watch the stars.

[What kind of depressed persona are you pretending to be? 】The system is poisonous.

"none of your business."

[Why is your attitude so bad now? 】

"You're almost dead and you still want me to be so gentle to you?" Song Qiao's tone was a bit irritable.

【? ? ? 】The system put a question mark in Song Qiao's mind.

"Don't act stupid, you know better." Song Qiao ignored the system. Meng Lingyu climbed onto the roof of the car and sat next to Song Qiao, "Are you okay?"

"What can happen to me? I am the one who hits people." Song Qiao said calmly.

"You don't have to care about other people's opinions. If you really feel uncomfortable, you can come and talk to me." Meng Lingyu hugged his knees and said softly.

Song Qiao was inexplicable, "Looking for you? Help me?" Song Qiao didn't know that this son of the plane was still an enthusiastic lady.

"Yeah. Actually...you and I are the same kind of people."

Are you a predator too? Song Qiao wanted to laugh, but accidentally saw the side of Meng Lingyu's neck.

Under the bright moonlight, with her excellent eyesight, she could clearly see a red mole on the side of Meng Lingyu's neck.

No matter the size or location, they are exactly the same.

She had licked it lightly or heavily during countless sexual intercourses, and it would always make Linglong shudder.

It is a secret and joy that belongs only to two people.

"Meng Lingyu, when is your birthday?"

"Huh? November 11. What's wrong?" Meng Lingyu turned his head strangely and looked at Song Qiao. This topic jump was too big.

She saw Song Qiao's deep pupils, with a mysterious and unpredictable meaning, and at the same time, a smile appeared on her delicate and beautiful face that was a little heroic because of her hairstyle. For a moment, it felt as if his heart was being grabbed, and even more so because of Song Qiao's next words.

"Nothing, I really like Scorpio."