The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 598 Chaos!

On Tianma Island, a shed was built with scaffolding next to the parking lot of Wangshan B&B. Under the shed were placed anvils, furnaces and other common items used by blacksmiths. Ding Yongguo personally arranged the tools collected from nearby villages one by one, and the blacksmith shop is about to be put into operation.

That morning, Zhang Su woke up, got out of bed, walked to the window at a very fixed pace, opened the window, aimed through the window frame, and said in a deep voice: "The clouds are still not moving. This weather is really weird!"

Cloudy days are actually not scary. What is scary is precipitation. It has been cloudy all day, as if it will snow at the next moment. Having to bear the pressure of the unknown all the time makes people feel not so good.

"It's good not to move. It proves that the world is becoming more stable and no one can stir up trouble. Hehe."

Zheng Xinyu tucked in the quilt, patted it and said comfortingly.

"That's a great explanation."

Zhang Su turned around, picked up the sunglasses on the bedside table and put them on.

Zhong Xiaoshan put Zhang Su's clothes on the bed and sighed, "It's good that the overall situation is stable, but even the clouds are not moving. It feels like the earth is dead."

"The Earth is dead..."

This metaphor made Zhang Su and Zheng Xinyu feel nervous. They both knew that planets have lifespans. Since there is a lifespan, planets can be regarded as living organisms, and the movement of the earth's core is like the beating of the human heart.

External manifestations can be natural phenomena such as earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanoes. When these natural phenomena stop, it is like the life of the planet has come to an end.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's the point of talking about whether the earth will die or not? It's fine as long as we don't die. Let's go, let's have breakfast. We still have a lot of work to do today!"

Zhang Su felt the atmosphere was depressing, so he changed it to a cheerful mood, took off his glasses and smiled.

Just as Zhang Su said, there is too much work to do in the camp, and there is no such thing as finished work. As long as you have the energy, there will always be things to do!

"Old Yu, go and notify all the combatants to gather in the wasteland outside Village No. 1 at 1:30 this afternoon and prepare to divide into teams. Let them take advantage of the morning to practice well."

"Are we finally going to get started on this? That's great. I'm getting calluses on my ears from all those people asking me about this every day!"

Yu Wen smiled with relief after hearing Zhang Su's words.

The fighters don't like the state of laissez-faire, which will make them passive and lazy. Not many people can be self-disciplined, but they don't mind being disciplined by others, so they hope to start planned training as soon as possible, preferably with the King of Hell watching over them personally.

Unfortunately, King Yan Luo has not given any orders, and even the integration of the combatants seems to have been forgotten. After the mission, they can only practice on their own, which is very disorganized.

"Since we're going to hold a general election in the afternoon, let's arrange some interesting tasks in the morning. Everyone knows about the high-speed train on the railway bridge, right? Let's go and clean it out today, and then arrange for someone to bring back the usable ones. All members of the Yama Army will be mobilized!"

Generally speaking, when all personnel are dispatched, two or three people will be left behind to guard key positions, but the people left behind will be at the bottom in terms of combat power.

"Oh! Really? Haha, that's great!"

"Have fun, Brother Su is awesome."

The members of the Yama Legion cheered. Ever since Zhang Su returned to the camp from Qincheng, he has not led the team out to perform any mission. Not only him, but also Ju Wuying, who has the second highest combat effectiveness, has never been sent out.

The combat effectiveness of the two is far ahead in the entire camp, and then they don't go out, but just practice coolly in the camp. Everyone wants to see more of their fight, but there has been no chance. Now they heard that they are going to clean up the high-speed rail, so they must fight zombies. We can finally see the King of Hell take action, and everyone is looking forward to it.

Tachibana Maiying stood in the crowd, touching the weapon at her waist with a slightly frustrated expression.

Zhang Su quickly noticed her action. Ding Yongguo's blacksmith shop was gradually improving and could already start forging swords, but he hadn't said anything yet.

"Giggle!"

At this juncture, a shrill crowing of a rooster came from the direction of Cui Lengxuan, causing everyone from the Yama Legion in the parking lot to turn their heads.

"Flying chicken!"

"Haha, the fighting chicken among the hens!"

Everyone exclaimed.

I saw an ordinary old hen spreading its wings like an eagle, with the feathers on its neck fluttering, circling rapidly in the air, yelling and flapping its wings, causing gusts of wind to sweep up the dust on the ground.

"Hurry, come quickly, help catch that chicken!"

Just when everyone was still trying to figure out what was going on, a man came out of Cui Leng Xuan, covering his face and yelling, with blood seemingly flowing out from his fingers...

"Fuck!"

Zhang Su knew what was going on and hurriedly said, "Old Tan, shoot that chicken."

Without saying a word, Tan Huajun drew his gun and fired, da da, da da, da da...

However, this time, even with Tan Huajun's superb marksmanship, he was unable to hit the target. There was no way. The chicken was flying too fast and irregularly, like a headless fly, and was hard to catch.

"Stop, Lao Tan, stop!" Zhang Su suddenly shouted.

At this moment, a golden whirlwind rushed out from the direction of the vegetable shed and pounced on the hen at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone's eyes just caught up with the figure, but they couldn't see it clearly. By the time they could see it clearly, its big mouth had already bitten the chicken's neck, and then they fell to the ground together.

Click!

Good Luck took a bite, and the manic hen cackled twice, flapped its wings a few times, and pooped out a pile of shit, then died completely.

"Oh my god..."

Many people silently sent out a greeting. It has been a long time since we saw the Corgi Good Luck show its power. Its sudden appearance gave people a huge shock!

Some people have no idea of ​​the true capabilities of good luck. Every now and then, they see it patrolling the fields and mountains. The place it most often appears is the kitchen. It is more punctual than the cook. They all think it is a cute mascot raised by the King of Hell.

It was originally hidden!

Everyone was amazed at the speed just now. It was like a golden lightning that directly hit the flying hen.

Great scientists once told us that speed is relative. The flying speed of the crazy hen seems very fast to human eyes, but it is slowed down many times in the eyes of good luck and can be easily grasped.

This shows one thing: good luck can surprise anyone when they are least prepared!

Zhang Su and Ju Wuying were both frightened. They looked at each other, as if asking each other, with your reaction speed, can you defend against its attack?

There is no answer unless you try.

"Oh my god, Sister Orange, this dog, this little dog is too powerful, isn't it?"

Zhou Haotian felt a chill in his heart, thinking about how he had teased the dog yesterday. What would happen if the other party disliked him?

Suddenly I felt that calling it a dog was disrespectful, so I changed it to a puppy which would be more cute.

Ju Wuying glanced at Zhou Haotian calmly and said calmly, "If you don't work harder, you won't be able to catch up with it even by one leg."

"I..." Zhou Haotian was speechless.

Good Luck's strength is obvious to all. From now on, there is another existence in the camp that no one dares to provoke!

"Oh, open your mouth, open your mouth quickly, don't bite yourself to death..."

Xie Yanshan, with a wound on his cheek, ran towards the hen, shouting and jumping, his tone full of anxiety and regret.

"Damn, what are you doing to the chicken? I'll go ask!"

Zhang Su probably knew what the hen had eaten, but he couldn't say it out loud in front of everyone. He walked through the crowd and ran quickly towards Xie Yanshan.