The end of the world: After leaving the mental hospital, I went crazy!

Li Chong rubbed his fly hands, his back was covered with sweat. Now he missed his mentally ill brother Qiao Qing very much. If he were still alive, he would at least know what the bosses wanted.

"How far have you reached in building the base?" Li Peibai asked, holding his chin.

"It's time to start promoting the Ghost Mountain Base, recruiting people with special abilities, and establishing medical services, trading markets, and security teams within the base." Li Chong happily spoke about the current situation of the base.

"What about the zombies? Didn't you bring anyone to kill the zombies? What is the trading currency?" Li Peibai thought that today's trading market is all about bartering, and he didn't know what their trading currency is.

"For the next three months, we will temporarily use gold bars for trading. As for the zombies, my eldest lady and Uncle Hai will take turns to lead them out."

Because he has no special powers, he usually manages all matters in the base and does not participate in killing zombies.

In fact, he felt that this was not a good idea. After all, he was not Lin Daiyu. Even if he did not have many skills as a superpower, he could still kill zombies.

"Oh, you should go too, the zombies will become stronger."

Li Peibai kindly reminded him, feeling really at ease at this doomsday, and just as he was turning to leave, he suddenly stopped.

"Oh, by the way, I don't think you are a good person either. If those troublemakers don't behave themselves, just kill them all."

Several people came to the small dark room in a mighty manner and left in a mighty manner.

Yu Qinglan, who had been silent the whole time, felt like five horses were galloping in her heart, and if she wasn't outside, she would have jumped up and done two somersaults.

"Little Potato, have you ever been out?" Lu Chen stared at Yu Qinglan with deep eyes. He always felt that there was something wrong with the way this child looked at them.

"Ah? Me?" Yu Qinglan pointed at herself in disbelief. What the hell is Little Potato? Is she that short?

After looking at the people around him, he silently accepted the title.

They are indeed quite short, and you have to crane your neck to see them.

"I've been out, but I didn't go far. I was just wandering around. Do you want to go out? Do you want to go out in a team?" Yu Qinglan was a little excited, and her eyes kept flirting with Li Peibai.

"Sorry, I'm just asking. I want to know how you, with your tiny arms and legs, can chop zombies." Lu Chen was really curious. His sister had been training for so long, but she was often stiffened by the zombies when she chopped them.

Now he binds a few zombies to the yard every day to practice on his sister.

He felt that practice makes perfect, and chopping zombies was just like slaughtering pigs, practice makes perfect.

"Uh... usually I rely on sneak attacks. The twenty or so machetes I bought are almost all destroyed."

I get angry when I think of Yu Qinglan. Why hasn't she awakened her superpowers yet? If it was just a natural disaster, she would have a space where she could live comfortably. But now there are zombies. How can ordinary people without superpowers survive?

"Oh, that's great. You come to me with your vegetables and fruits, and I'll help you repair your knives. Fifty kilograms of fresh vegetables and fruits at a time." Xu Ye became interested. In fact, the end of the world was no different from before.

Yu Qinglan opened his mouth and thought, it's really dark. You know, fifty kilograms of fresh fruits and vegetables is not a small amount in the apocalypse. It has been so long since the apocalypse that even vegetables are rare.

He actually asked for fifty kilograms, he is indeed a big shot.

"Well, wait until I grow the vegetables. Sure, we'll leave each other contact information." Yu Qinglan planned to find an opportunity to customize a weapon for this big guy.

What the novel describes most about this big man are the various weapons and the precision of his control over supernatural powers.

"Villa No. 8, as long as you supply enough materials, I can also make you a set of battle armor."

Xu Ye began to chatter on and on about his theories that neither side could understand. Li Peibai felt that his words sounded familiar and knew that this was another person who was being fooled.

He deceives people without even changing the words.

However, Li Peibai also knew the strength of this big boss, so he would not care about these things even if it was a little more expensive.

Especially his small van, which was modified to be quite sturdy and can even block bullets.

Li Peibai remembered the purpose of his trip and followed Banxian to his house. There were many freshly picked medicinal herbs in the yard. After finding out what the herbs were, he took out the trading materials from the space and placed them in Banxian's warehouse.

But in addition to chickens, ducks and geese, his yard now has rabbits, and there are fish fry in the pond.

There are also many unfamiliar vegetables planted around.

However, she still felt that the temperature on the hill where Banxianer's Villa No. 11 was located was lower than the temperature on her own hill.

I took out the thermometer and measured it. It was 25 degrees, a very comfortable temperature.

"Master, will it be colder here in winter? I see the temperature is usually very low." Li Peibai still raised his question. This is not quite reasonable. Although the mountain is high, the temperature difference is not that big.

"Fortunately, it won't be too different. Speaking of this, I remembered that I still need to chop some firewood. I feel that the weather is weird!" Zhang Tianxuan shook his head, looking pessimistic. "If I can refine the space bag, I won't worry about it. I still need to study it."

Li Peibai shuddered. Space bag, isn’t that something from fantasy novels?

Although we have space now, it is impossible for such a thing to really appear. That would be too fantastic.

Or maybe Banxianer is mentally unstable again.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, when you have time, take my dog, Zizi, for a walk. I'm the fastest learner I've ever seen, but I don't have much experience."

Zhang Tianxuan sat under the grape vine rack and brewed a cup of tea. He pushed one of the cups in front of Li Peibai and motioned for her to try it.

"Master, you seem to be particularly concerned about Roy." Li Peibai couldn't figure it out. Maybe he just accidentally pulled him into the group at first, but later found out...

Maybe this kid's brain is really not normal. When I think about him saying pig feed, it's like I pinned him to the ground and beat him.

She ate a lot of pig feed in her previous life, and it was probably his idea.

"I can see through the fate of all of you, but I can't see his. It seems that something is covering it up. An invisible force is protecting him."

Zhang Tianxuan took a sip of tea, frowned slightly, and held the teacup in his hand in the air. He paused for a moment before putting it down and said lightly: "In this ghost mountain, there are people who are reborn, visitors from outer space, people who defy fate, and the terminator..."

Hearing this, Li Peibai's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at the Banxianer in front of him who could say such words so casually. Since when did he know all this?

No, maybe none of them had any secrets from him.

"But that child is different. I can't even be sure whether he is alive or dead."

"To be honest, I calculated that he would die in five years, but the strange thing is that he didn't lose his vitality. Even though he died many times, he was still alive."

"I can only sense that he is surrounded by an energy that transcends everything, but I cannot glimpse the truth." Zhang Tianxuan poured the boiling tea into the teacup, put ice cubes in it to quickly cool it down, picked it up and took a sip, and said lightly: "Reborn, can you help me solve my doubts?"

The teacup in Li Peibai's hand was crushed with a snap. The tea dripped down her hand onto her clothes without her noticing. "Why are you telling me this?"

Zhang Tianxuan did not answer the question directly. He just looked at the crushed tea bowl with regret, "Poor tea set."