The end of the world is coming: My waiter is too Buddhist

When Xue Laoba opened his eyes again, he saw the white ceiling, and then he heard the strange man's voice: "Awake?"

Hearing the voice, he subconsciously looked up and found that he seemed to be in the hospital. A young man in a neat suit was sitting next to the bed. The suit did not look cheap.

What happened? Wasn't I burned to death in the fire? Did I travel through time?

Unable to figure out the situation, Xue Laoba could only remain silent. Then he saw the young man press the call bell at the bedside: "Doctor, the patient is awake, come and help check his brain."

Looking at Xue Laoba who was in a daze after waking up, Wang Zhenglin couldn't help but wonder if this guy's brain was burned out.

When Xue Laoba was carried back yesterday, he was almost without vital signs. It was Zheng Qi who called two people with healing abilities to save this guy's life. In order to find out what happened yesterday, he, as a general's assistant, also stayed in the ward all night.

If this guy is really stupid, he will really want to go crazy.

Soon the doctor pushed the door open, followed by several young interns. After greeting Wang Zhenglin, they conducted a detailed examination of Xue Laoba.

Patting Xue Laoba's shoulder, the doctor tried to communicate: "Xue Laoba, can you speak?"

"Ah? I'm Xue Lao Ba? I didn't travel through time?"

"Travel through time? Who told you that you traveled through time?"

After confirming that the patient could speak, the doctor felt relieved and began to check his other conditions. Xue Laoba was very cooperative, but he kept his eyes on Wang Zhenglin.

"who are you?"

"Call me Secretary Wang. General Zheng Qi asked me to ask you what you saw yesterday. If you can provide valuable clues, the general will assign you a separate room and reward you with 1,000 points."

The doctors turned around and walked out, while Wang Zhenglin pulled a stool over and sat beside the bed, adjusting his cuffs.

"Your injuries were healed overnight by two healing psychics sent by our general. We didn't ask you for medical expenses out of consideration for your hard work. You should also be grateful for the general's kindness, otherwise you would be a dead body in the wild now."

After hearing all this, Xue Laoba knew that he had definitely taken advantage of him, and if he didn't cooperate, he would have a hard time in the future.

After thinking for a while, he told everyone everything that happened yesterday, except for the appearance of Lin Xiaoxiao and her group. He only said that he was running out of the fire with Liu Qian, and finally collapsed from exhaustion and knew nothing about it.

As for Lin Xiaoxiao and his group and Liu Qian, he only hoped that Liu Qian would be safe with them and never return to places like the official shelters.

As for why he could trust Lin Xiaoxiao, whom he had only met once, it all has to do with Xue Laoba's survival wisdom.

Just because Lin Xiaoxiao didn't kill him, he could tell that Lin Xiaoxiao was not the kind of person who killed innocent people. There was still such a character in the end times. Liu Qian would definitely be safe if she followed him.

"Okay, I'll report what you said. Just rest and recover. Someone will give you the reward later."

After saying this, Wang Zhenglin stood up and left, and soon he appeared in Zheng Qi's office.

"Boss, according to the on-site investigation and the survivors' description, the plants that appeared there should be mutated parasitic vines. The fire ignited by the exploration team should not be the main cause of the death of the mutated vines. There are many traces of bombs thrown at the scene, which should be people from the Hope Shelter."

"Well, it's basically consistent with my speculation. I think she is the only one who has the ability to destroy the parasitic vines."

Standing up and walking to the window to light a cigarette, Zheng Qi turned around and suddenly asked, "Zhenglin, do you think I have changed?"

"Boss, are you worried about Hope Sanctuary?"

Having followed Zheng Qi for so long, Wang Zhenglin was somewhat familiar with his boss's temper. He seemed to care a lot about his own conduct, and even in the end times he held himself to very high moral standards.

However, being at the center of power will not always go as planned. People will inevitably have to do many things against their will. This is the price of gaining power.

If it were someone else, they wouldn’t care at all whether they had changed or not, but for Zheng Qi, this was a spiritual abyss that he could never cross.

Putting out the cigarette in his hand, Zheng Qi laughed at himself: "I have indeed changed, but I don't know what I will become in the future."

"Boss, why don't you look at what you have done for so many people in the shelter?"

Taking two steps forward and handing the brewed tea to Zheng Qi, Wang Zhenglin said solemnly: "If it weren't for you, Boss, taking the position of general, how could so many families of people with special abilities receive so much compensation.

If you hadn't dealt with the other forces, everyone in this shelter would have lived under the shadow of the Gu family.

If it weren't for you, those weaklings who were oppressed by the previous general would never see the light of day until they die."

Taking off the badge on his chest, Wang Zhenglin looked at Zheng Qi with admiration in his eyes: "Boss, you are the only light in the shelter. Even if you fail to save some people in the process of reaching the top, you can save more people if you succeed. Some sacrifices are worth it."

As an assistant, how could Wang Zhenglin not know what Zheng Qi was thinking? He had been unhappy since the general and other members of the parliament agreed to let the Mu family send people to withstand the first round of attacks from the mutant creatures, because he also acquiesced to the Gu family blocking the soldiers outside the door to resist the monsters.

Whether it is for the stability of all forces or to maintain the better combat effectiveness of the shelter, there is no problem with their general doing so, but the general will still feel that he has ruined those people's lives because of his acquiescence.

In Wang Zhenglin's opinion, the general has done enough and well, and no one can blame him for any reason.

Just as he was about to continue persuading her, Zheng Qi, who had been silent the whole time, waved his hand and said, "Go out. I'll be alone for a while."

Wang Zhenglin left the room. Zheng Qi looked at the heavy snow outside the window for a long time and finally his eyes fell on the drawer next to him. There was a communicator in it. This communicator was specifically used to contact Lin Xiaoxiao.

As the night gradually enveloped the earth, he walked back to his desk and half-lay down on the chair, the various documents on the desk coming into view.

Forget it, let’s deal with official business first. Thinking of this, Zheng Qi no longer thought about the communicator he had placed in the drawer.

On the other side, Lin Xiaoxiao had already brought everyone back to the shelter. At this time, everyone in the square in front of the shelter was busy doing their own job. Even if they saw Lin Xiaoxiao, they would just greet her hurriedly and go about their own business.

"Director Lin, the areas around the shelter that were occupied by mutant animals have been cleared. The only areas left are two gathering places of mutant plants. The reconnaissance team at the front has brought back detailed information."

After handing the form he had prepared long ago to Lin Xiaoxiao, Qian Duoduo returned to his tent to handle battlefield business. The dark circles under his eyes were enough to prove his fatigue.

Looking at the several psychics following behind her, Lin Xiaoxiao ordered them to go and rest. Then she took the form and went into Qian Duoduo's tent: "Count how many psychics have had enough rest. I'm going to clean up the remaining two mutant plants tonight."

After taking a closer look at Lin Xiaoxiao's face, Qian Duoduo pushed the documents in front of him and wrapped himself in a thick blanket: "Okay, wake me up when we leave."