The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

The end of the world, 2880, is already the tenth year of the end of the world. After human beings encountered the bloody baptism of zombies, the fittest survived and eliminated nearly one-fifth of the weak. The country is no longer a country, and the family is no longer a home.

The 'earth-shaking' that humans often talk about has become a reality!

Perhaps because zombies mutate from humans, they retain the basic habit of humans, which is to die at sunset!

Day and night wax and wane, and the days are getting longer and longer, which means that the zombies are active for longer and longer.

To escape, night is the best time.

Even if the common life and death is at stake, human beings still cannot conceal their bad natures, compete with each other, snatch food, and even fight to the death.

With the coming of the end of the world, not only will the laws of nature be overturned, but even the land and plants grown will have mutated and can no longer provide the most basic living conditions for humans.

The pollution of land directly leads to a greatly reduced probability of survival.

Without food, survival has become a major problem.

However, there is no end to the road, and God still retains the virtue of good life after all. Human beings have begun to awaken supernatural powers. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, space, thunder and lightning, and spiritual powers are all mutant derivatives of human beings.

So, when the food in the old era was running out, the space and wood superpowers brought out vegetables, fruits, and grain~

They were incorporated into the new political system, returned to the state, opened a new chapter, and replayed the way of human survival~

"Mom, Mom, I've awakened my superpower. It's of the wood type. It's of the wood type. Look at it... wow wow... I'm so happy..." A little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old held up one in her palm. The sprouted beans jumped excitedly with their ragged mother in their arms. The refugees around them looked at them with envy, with bitterness, numbness, jealousy, and even viciousness on their faces.

"God is really unfair, why wasn't I the one who woke up..."

"Yeah, why not us?"

"We are already eliminated." How can we still awaken?

That child is just an example.

"I just want to live well, why is it so difficult? If I could eat well before I die, I would die without regrets."

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Noisy voices of people kept coming to my ears, complaining about heaven and earth, the world, and the certification authority~

Yuan Zhuan rolled his eyes in the corner of the factory building holding a twig he found somewhere.

What's the use of complaining? The thief couldn't hear it at all. The bastard was looking at the miserable situation below, and he didn't know how happy he was.

Yuan Zhuan is not a superpower, nor is she an ordinary person. She is a heavenly master. Her strengths are reading Feng Shui, catching ghosts, and exorcising evil spirits.

Some people say, how did the Heavenly Master sneak into the refugee camp?

Heavenly Master, what a noble profession, how much money you can make!

However, the fact is this~

In the last days, when humans don’t even have fixed homes, who will care about Feng Shui?

The most important thing for her to die is, damn, these zombies are dead and no longer human, but where have their souls gone?

When a human being dies, his soul does not leave his body, the door to the underworld cannot be opened, and all the judges of yin and yang disappear. It is as if there has never been a matter of yin and yang in this world.

Catch a stupid ghost~!

Her last hope of survival was gone.

The only things she inherited that can be used in the apocalypse are the talismans and formations.

Compared with the trouble and time required to set up the formation, Fu Zhuan is simpler and more convenient.

However, except for the thunderstorm talisman and the thunder and lightning talisman, other talismans are not suitable for the survival environment of the apocalypse. Moreover, these two talismans require the support of spiritual power. For the Xuanyuan clan, they do not have to get spiritual energy from heaven and earth to practice resentment. Evil spirit can also be refined into spiritual energy~

but! ! Damn it, in this apocalyptic world where people are seeking death, except for a meager amount of spiritual energy, there is no resentment or evil spirit at all! !

She draws talisman seals and has to practice for a month before she can go out and hang out~ So why does she need to practice?

Yuan Zhuan felt that there were no relatives, no friends, and no basic living environment for human beings. What was the point of living like this without humans or ghosts? Cultivation is even more meaningless~

She once tried to open the door to hell, ask the Lord of Hell about the situation, and see if she could use the blessing of her ancestors to work as an official in the underworld and live a relaxed and leisurely life.

As a result, after exhausting all my spiritual power, my face was not revealed at the gate of hell~

Not even a hair of the gods and Buddhas who could once bless the common people can be found~

From this, we can basically conclude that this is a world that has been forgotten by the gods and Buddhas in the sky and abandoned by the underworld. Therefore, there is no need for Feng Shui here. Human beings have no souls, no resentment, and no evil spirits~

What's the point of living like this?

After Yuan Zhuan experienced the comparison between life and death, he finally decided to find a place to rest.

If by chance, someday mutated zombies or something appeared, with her fighting power, she would probably have her teeth filled in in minutes.

Thinking about the scene of his intestines and stomach falling to the ground, Yuan Zhuan covered his mouth and decided to self-destruct. That way, at least there would be a whole body.

Yuan Zhuan ate up the last pack of compressed biscuits, and her dry throat hurt, but there was nothing she could do. Who told her that she no longer had the spiritual power to draw the water-gathering talisman~

Fuli Mountain is the highest mountain in Guangzhou Province and the resting place chosen by Yuan Zhuan.

Holding all her belongings, a palm-sized compass, a formation flag, and a piece of jade that her father said was passed down from male to female~

Regarding this Yujue, her father left it to her, and she really had no choice. Who allowed the Xuanyuan lineage to be passed down to her generation? It has declined to the end.

Recalling that her father said that after his death, she should find a good man to marry. If he doesn't like her career, then she can give up. After all, will the inheritance that has been broken still have a chance to continue? It doesn't matter~

It's a pity that her father left less than a month ago, and before she could find a man, the end of the world came~

Entering the end of the world, the evil nature of human nature can no longer be controlled by law. Yuan Zhuan has seen the tragic end of too many women, and apart from 50% of the sources of disasters being natural disasters, the remaining 50% comes from those he loves or knows. Of course, there may be other sources of disaster mixed in, but she has seen enough of this woman's fate alone!

The fact easily and decisively cut off her thoughts of marriage!

With her strength, she has been single for ten years, and finally, on her thirty-first birthday, she decided to make it her death~

People say that she is so miserable that she can't even drink water without gagging her teeth. She didn't gag her teeth, but going up the mountain to seek death and encountering violent bear zombies is enough! !

"Ahhhhhh...fuck your mother...ahhhhhh...stop chasing me...I'm ready to die, why don't you just leave her whole body? Damn it...I'll wipe it..." Yuan Zhuanmai Running wildly on his short legs, the 1.6-meter-tall figure was torn apart like an ant in front of a group of three-meter-high mutated zombies and violent bears. He could not even divide the entire zombie group into pieces.

Compared to the violent bear who didn't even need to avoid obstacles, Yuan Zhuan not only had to avoid branches, twigs, jungles, but also natural traps that popped up on the road from time to time, and his speed was completely slowed down.

Seeing that his physical strength was almost exhausted, Yuan Zhuan gritted his teeth and said a tearful goodbye to his little friend "Zhenqi" in his heart.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of being quartered!

What's more, he was still cut into pieces alive!

Therefore, she had no choice but to leave her little friend behind!

One after another, the bright red Bagua formation flags were thrown out and landed accurately in their respective positions for guarding. Yuan Zhuan's chaotic steps of escaping became regular.

Until the formation took shape... "Explode!" a low voice shouted.

'Rumble...'

Eleven zombie bears were turned into meat residue in the formation and buried by the collapsed mountain~

Yuan Zhuan collapsed on the boulder and became a dead dog...

Damn it, I can't bear to see her dead body!

In the endless resentment, a sparkling light was projected on the bright chip of the compass, eh?

Yuan Zhuan raised his head in surprise. Damn it, what did she see? It was a mountain pool! !

Yo, there are fish! !

After going through all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, she actually found her ideal burial place!

Like a flashback, Yuan Zhuan gained strength, caught fish, grilled fish, and took a bath, everything fell behind...

"Well, it's so damn comfortable. I haven't felt this comfortable for a long time..." Lying on the wet grass, Yuan Zhuan felt that it was a worthwhile life for him to enjoy such a moment of fullness before he died~

The memory came back, and Yuan Zhuan seemed to have seen the scene where his father was beaten until he vomited blood because his fortune-telling went wrong~

Her father is a tall man of 1.8 meters. His body cannot be said to be weak, but he is not very strong either. His handsome face and ethereal temperament have captivated many beauties~

However, after her mother died giving birth to a child, she never married again.

She has no memory of her mother, but she will always remember her father’s tenderness and nostalgia when he recalled her mother~

She thought that if her mother was still alive, their family would be happy and healthy, happier than all the families in the world.

It's just a pity that she doesn't have that kind of fate~

Even her father, when she was in high school, had his foundation damaged due to fighting with evil people. After lingering on the sickbed for several years, he could not let go of her and passed away~

Her life is actually a tragedy!

With the long-lost light of the morning, Yuan Zhuan tidied himself up neatly and stood upright, like a soldier about to go to the battlefield, with faith, piety and bravery!

"Dad, Mom, Zhuanzhuan is here..."