Card Age of Doomsday

Mr. Song closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, so long that everyone thought he was asleep, so he asked Zhao Zheng hoarsely, "All the water in the village now comes from wells, and when it is not in use, it is kept down with bluestone slabs. Why is it so? Infected with the S series virus?"

Because the S-series viruses have infected the entire world since the day of the meteor shower.

But groups with strong vital signs are infected the fastest.

Next, the magnetic field was strongly disturbed, and power and water were cut off across the country.

The open-air water source has been carrying the S-series virus since the torrential rain after the meteor shower. Just a sip of it can make ordinary people have the probability of being infected with the S-series virus. As time goes by, this probability will become higher and higher.

No existing technology can purify those water sources.

Then there's groundwater, polluted crops, common animals who mistakenly drink water from wild sources...

In the end, only bases with special defensive cards can give ordinary people a little room to breathe.

During the years of Zhao Zheng's survival in the last days, he has seen too many things that are unimaginable.

Even the unexpected heavy snowfall in Songjia Village was no exception.

When the snow stopped, he had to go out of the village anyway to prove his conjecture.

Now, he doesn't need to say so much to Mr. Song.

"If you don't believe me, you can try it with domesticated animals." Zhao Zhengyan said nothing, and turned to look for the Liu family.

Speaking of it, Liu's father and Liu's mother were fate. He Yu found them in time. When handing them over to Liu's siblings, Zhao Zheng deliberately gave Liu Xue two bottles of mineral water containing "magical spring water" and told her to Used to make ginger soup for her parents to drink.

The magical spring water's physical strengthening effect is better than nothing for supernatural beings, and it is very obvious for ordinary people.

In just two hours, the high fever of Liu's parents returned to normal body temperature. If it weren't for the aftertaste of the high fever on their faces, no one would believe that they had just escaped from the ghost gate.

Zhao Zheng stood at the door for a while, without disturbing the family, walked out of the villa through the back door, and walked to the most lively place in the village.

After a while, they arrived at the village committee that Mr. Song was talking about.

Under the firelight, Song Yunhe's face was completely shrouded in shadows, which made his good-natured appearance a lot more sinister for no reason. At this moment, he looked at the ragged group of people in front of him expressionlessly.

According to Mr. Song's wishes, all people with foreign surnames in the village should be exterminated, leaving no one behind.

These are all people with foreign surnames who went to Songjia Village one after another after the meteor shower. There were 130 people at the beginning, but now there are only more than 50 left in front of them, and they were sacrificed by people who made great contributions in the village.

Even though he was often told by Mr. Song that his mind was not bright, he was sensitively aware that something was wrong at this time. It seemed that they had done something wrong at the beginning, which would cause future things to run counter to their original expectations.

Another gust of wind mixed with snow blew past, Song Jixiang sneezed fiercely, tightening the big padded jacket on his body, he couldn't help but began to miss the hot kang at home, and he didn't know why the second master was going crazy.

It was obvious that these people with foreign surnames were settled according to the old man's order, so that they would not all die in the heavy snow.

They have all reached the gate of the village committee, and they are not allowed to go in. Even if he is tired, he will be here to accompany him to suffer from the cold.

After a while, a layer of snow will fall on the shoulders.

Song Jixiang stomped on his stiff and numb legs, and couldn't bear it anymore, "Second Master...Second Master?!"

After calling several times, Song Yunhe came back to his senses, but the eyes he looked at Song Jixiang were exactly the same as before, and he was thinking straightly.

Song Jixiang was about to kneel down to his second master, why not go home and hug his wife if you have something on your mind?Even if the second grandmother has a bad temper and refuses to let her go upstairs, then there will still be a sister-in-law, so why bother to stare at them in the cold wind with a group of elders.

"Look, this is also at the gate of the village committee, can we brothers go?" To complain, Song Jixiang didn't forget his purpose.

Song Yunhe was a little reluctant, he felt that he should think clearly here before leaving, otherwise it would lead to a catastrophe one day.

It's just that the faces of the people around were all pale and looked at him eagerly, and the words "wait a while" on his lips were really beyond words.

He doesn't need to care about the life and death of those people with foreign surnames. Anyway, so many people have already died, so it doesn't matter how many more they die.

But the people who came out to work with him were all people who watched him, or he watched him grow up. The seven aunts and eight aunts in the family were all close. If they were frozen, they would inevitably be talked about for a long time.

Song Yunhe coughed lightly, nodded reluctantly, "Let them all go in, let's go."

Hesitate for a while, Song Yunhe didn't go back to the villa right away, Song Mei might figure it out, but she definitely wouldn't give him a good look, so she should go to her elder brother to discuss it.

Song Jixiang was just about to ask whether the key of the village committee was with Song Yunhe or Song Laoliu, but before he could speak, Song Yunhe could not even see his shadow.

He sighed in his heart that everything was not going well, and he didn't bother to find Song Laoliu who didn't know where he was, so he simply let those people with foreign surnames break the village committee's locks by themselves.

Seeing that people with other surnames have joined the village committee, everyone felt that the old man's explanation had been completed, and they all dispersed.

Song Jixiang walked a few steps and looked at his own shadow in the snow, but his mind was always on the people with foreign surnames he saw just now. He couldn't help turning his head back on the spot, silently looking in the direction of the village committee.

"Damn! What a f***ing bastard." Song Jixiang cursed fiercely, then walked into the village committee again with heavy steps.

The foreigners who were unloading the curtains and pulling the tablecloth looked up at him in unison, their black and white eyeballs shone fiercely like a beast.

Song Jixiang's feet were weak, and he held on to the door frame so he didn't fall directly. He couldn't help but become angry, and opened his mouth to curse, but it was a pity that he felt his mouth was going to freeze after a few words.

He could only shut up resentfully, and casually pointed at a tall man, "You, come here!"

Mo Chengyan walked honestly to the place Song Jixiang was pointing at, and said calmly, "I'm not a human sacrifice."

If he was willing to be a human sacrifice, he would not be in this place long ago.

Song Jixiang took a step back, and rolled his eyes at the tall man who was a head and a half taller than him, bah, it's not up to you, a stupid big man, who looks like you can eat very much.

Throwing the torch in his hand towards Mocheng Banquet, Song Jixiang sent him a word, "Get lost!" It was as if labor and management had lost their minds and went crazy today.

Mo Chengyan held the side that was not on fire with precision, watched Song Jixiang's back gradually turn into a small dot, and turned around to hand the torch to the people surrounding him.

"Chop up everything that can be split, and everyone goes to the smallest room to make a fire." Looking at a few people who were obviously flushed, Mo Chengyan reached out and touched the temperature on their heads, "See if there is any container , burn some clean snow outside for them to drink."

"If you want them to turn into zombies, then use the snow outside to your heart's content." He Yu waited until Song Jixiang had really gone far before walking out from the corner. He didn't expect to hear such a deadly sentence when he arrived at the door talk.

Mo Chengyan turned around abruptly, and there was a man with his arms crossed lazily leaning against the empty facade just now.

When did he show up? !

Mo Chengyan silently asked the people around him, but the only thing he got was the same disbelief.

"Who are you?" Mo Chengyan touched the back of his waist calmly with his right hand.

He Yu just thought it was funny. Could it be that he looked like he had enslaved Song Jixiang before?

"I'm Zhao Zheng, I'm here to see you."

The tension on Mo Chengyan's face eased a little, "A new superhuman from Songjia Village, you... do you have any orders here?"

He Yu raised his eyebrows, the news was quite well-informed, "I will send you something, and I will tell you a piece of news by the way, after this heavy snowfall, all water resources will be in danger of being infected with the S-series virus, including the wells in Songjia Village."

Mo Chengyan's face changed drastically. Just before entering the village, someone among them had stuffed heavy snow into their mouths.

'Gudong' sound.

The only teenage boy in the crowd fell to the ground, scratching his throat and retching non-stop.

"Brother Mo, will I become a zombie? This person must be lying, it must be!" The boy kept retching but didn't spit out anything. Thinking of his life turned upside down after the end of the world, and the ending he was about to face, Sitting on the ground broke down and cried.

He Yu involuntarily stood up straight, feeling suddenly extremely heavy, and emphasized, "It's just a possibility, not necessarily turning into a zombie."

A pair of warm and thin big arms embraced the boy who collapsed and cried on the ground, and the simple and honest middle-aged man's face was full of unbearable, "It's okay, uncle also ate snow just now, uncle is with you, don't be afraid."

The eyes of the people in Mochengyan were all red when they heard the words, and immediately someone roared angrily, "Why don't we kill those beasts while we are still alive! Who told them not to give us a way to survive."

"Even if Song Yunying and Song Yunhe can't be killed, those ordinary people can't kill any of them?!" There were so many people in support that it was impossible to tell who was speaking.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately won the approval of most people.

Mo Chengyan gritted his teeth and roared, "It's done!"

He stared at He Yu closely, and asked, "You have a solution, don't you?"

He Yu didn't know how to speak, what could he do?

Zhao Zheng told him that the heavy snow and water outside would cause ordinary people to be infected with the S-series virus.

But now, how would he tell these desperate people this cruel reality?

He Yu clenched his tongue. He knew that since Zhao Zheng had told him to come and meet these people for a while before he came, unless he was about to be beaten to death, Zhao Zheng would never show up.

He had to figure out a way by himself. This was not only Zhao Zheng's expectation, but he couldn't bear to see these people just die in this snowy day.

He Yu's eyes kept looking over everyone's faces, and He Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter. Finally, he thought of the fundamental reason why this group of people had endured it for so long and suddenly wanted to die together.

"I brought you water and cold medicine. Those who have a fever will be fine." Excluding people with fever and cold infections, the life and death of two people can only be said to be commonplace for the remaining 50 people.

He Yu paid close attention to the faces of everyone, and it really improved a lot.

He had the bottom line in his heart, knowing that he held seven inches, "The two of them." Both the young man and the middle-aged man looked at He Yu expectantly.

"...There is a chance of being infected with the S-series virus, so be careful." He Yu lowered his eyes, he couldn't lie to them.

Mo Chengyan was not unhappy at all, he finally noticed the loopholes in He Yu's words, "You mean, don't they have no chance at all?"

Leaving the off-road vehicle to those in the village committee, He Yu walked heavily to Song Yunying's villa.

After the conversation just now, he has clearly realized the hatred those people have for the aborigines of Songjia Village.

If they were given the chance, they would definitely retaliate wildly.

But He Yu couldn't say that they were wrong, because almost every one of them had a deep blood feud with the people of Songjia Village.

"What do you think will happen to Songjia Village in the end?" He Yu stopped in a leeward place and suddenly didn't want to move anymore.

"The status of the two sides is swapped, or one side will die." Zhao Zheng paused, and said truthfully, "At present, the probability of Songjia Village winning is higher."

He Yu was even more depressed when he heard the words, buried his head deeply on his knees, and asked in a low voice, "It's the end of the world, can't we all watch and help each other?"

Before Zhao Zheng could speak, He Yu himself laughed at the mentally handicapped words.

His family was so rich in his previous life, why did those cousins ​​still fight over money?

Even at the expense of pushing him down from a tall building, just for the legacy his parents left him?

It's a pity that they didn't know that He Yu had already made a will in private after he had noticed those people's concerns about his wealth. Those so-called relatives couldn't get the money and things more precious than money that they wanted.

Thinking of this, He Yu's mood improved again, and curiously picked up a snowflake floating in front of his eyes, held it in his palm and observed it carefully.

Does the S-series virus have anything to do with cards?

"do not know."

He Yu was surprised that he had just expressed the question in his heart.

"How do you know that after this heavy snowfall, all water sources will be polluted by the S-series virus?" He Yu held the snowflake tightly in his palm, not even knowing when it melted and flowed down the palm of his hand.

Zhao Zheng pondered for a moment, then asked, "You don't know?"

"Why would I know?" He Yu was puzzled.

"Do you think this heavy snow is an abnormal climate in the whole world, or is it an abnormal climate in Songjia Village?" Knowing that the prediction in He Yu's mouth was probably false, Zhao Zheng was not disappointed, but was even more curious about why He Yu Will know about his previous life.

Didn't He Yu only appear in his body in this life, but existed in his previous life?

Once witnessed everything about him, and then was reborn with him.

It's just that something happened and he forgot something.

For example, some common sense of the last days, and the fact that Zhao Zheng was also reborn.

He Yu was even more dumbfounded, how could he know such a thing?

Zhao Zheng raised his forehead and crossed the option that He Yu had been with him all his life, "Listen to the radio."

He Yu suddenly realized, and quickly took out the radio from the space, and started debugging.

"Northeast...safety...mourning..."

"Ability...level..."

I don't know if it was affected by the heavy snow, but the signal of the radio was extremely poor. He Yu tuned it for a long time but couldn't get it to say a complete sentence.

In the end, He Yu could only go to the roof of Song Yunying's house to make a final attempt, just in time for the final weather forecast.

"According to the forecast of meteorologists, the temperature near the No. [-] Temporary Safety Zone in Northeast China will not drop in the next week, and will continue to maintain the temperature in early autumn."

"The temperature in the second temporary safety zone will increase slightly by about five degrees..."

He Yu was dumbfounded, the ghost knew which temporary safety zone they planned to move to!

Fortunately, He Yu didn't directly drop the temperature by more than 20 degrees from the beginning to the end.

Then it is basically certain that this heavy snow may only be within the scope of Songjia Village.

"Why?" He Yu asked subconsciously.

Zhao Zheng lost his temper when he was asked, and laughed angrily, "'Partial god descends', you know?"

Probably aware of the danger in Zhao Zheng's tone, He Yu finally didn't ask any more direct questions. Instead, he thought carefully for a while before he said uncertainly, "Area blockade, sudden climate change...Meteor shower is coming! Here..."

"The dogs in the village are going to be yelled at by you." Zhao Zheng interrupted He Yu helplessly, confirming that it was not foreknowledge, but that He Yu knew these things a long time ago.

But so what, he didn't have to remind He Yu by his ear so that He Yu could remember.

He Yu covered his mouth fiercely, his face turned blue and white, his eyes were full of shock.

What kind of luck is this mixed with Europe and Africa, and it is actually a "partial divine descent" that many people in the last days will never meet in their lifetime.

It must be Zhao Zheng's fault!

"Partial God's Fall" is just a widely circulated saying. In layman's terms, it is a nickname. Their real name is "The Third Effect of Baopuna".

The reason why it is called "partial god fall" is because it is accompanied by a small-scale meteor shower in the end, which means that it will fall on the card.

He Yu didn't think of "partial god drop" at the first time, because the "partial god drop" in the original book was accompanied by area blockade.

The climate in the blockade area changes suddenly. The sun may be shining brightly in the morning, and the dry grass may be on fire, and it will be frozen three feet at night, and all life will be blocked in the blockade area until the moment when the meteor shower comes.

Zombies and zombie animals outside the blockade area marched like crazy to the blockade area in groups, crossing the border of the blockade area with ease, attacking all non-kinds.

'Partial God's Fall' is okay in the wild, but once the safe base is included, it will be a shocking disaster.

The worst thing was a medium-sized security base in the book, which managed to survive the zombie siege. After the meteor shower, as soon as the blocked area was opened, the teams that had been preparing to pick up the leaks rushed in one after another.

The medium-sized security base was already exhausted and seriously injured. As a result, a card was not obtained, but it was taken advantage of and robbed instead. After three months, it could no longer support it.

"Song Family Village is still too big." He Yu sighed.

In addition, Zhao Zheng and he were only four supernatural beings, and he and Zhao Zheng were inseparable like conjoined twins. If the zombies attacked the city from all sides, they would not be able to take care of them at all.

"It's not that fast. The heavy snow has a greater impact on the zombies than ours. At least the snow must stop completely before the zombies can regain their mobility." Zhao Zheng comforted.

I hope that the climate in Songjia Village will change suddenly, it is only snowing, and there will be no new changes tomorrow, otherwise the situation will only get worse.

Here, Zhao Zheng and He Yu were discussing how to tell the people in Songjia Village that the zombies were about to attack the city, so that they could be more or less prepared.Over there, Father Liu and Mother Liu finally woke up completely, holding their son and daughter in the basement and talking in the basement.

Mother Liu burst into tears, "I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect God to open my eyes and allow me to see you again. I don't want anything in this life."

Liu Xue was saddened by what mother Liu said, and she lay in her arms, thinking of the grievances and heartache she had suffered these days, and couldn't help crying.

But Liu Yang remembered Zhao Zheng's promise. If Zhao Zheng could bring his parents back from outside the city, he would naturally take them away as promised. He must build trust between his parents and Zhao Zheng, so that they would follow with confidence. leave.

Liu Yang stretched out his head from one side, "Thanks to Brother Zhao for bringing you back from outside the city, otherwise..." Thinking of the possible outcome, Liu Yang couldn't help but have red eyes.

Mother Liu cried for a while, and raised her daughter's face, "Zhao Zheng? Is it Zhao Zheng who Liu Yang said that day to take us to the Temporary Safety Zone?" Isn't it Song Yunying?

Liu Xue didn't understand, so she looked at the eagerness on Liu's mother's face, nodded her head, and said after holding back for a long time, "Brother Zhao is a good person."

Mother Liu felt uncomfortable with the congestion in her chest, and turned to look at her son, only to see him nodding in agreement.

"Did he make any demands on you?" Father Liu frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Liu Xue and Liu Yang immediately shook their heads like breaking waves.

Liu's mother and Liu's father looked at each other, and immediately felt a sense of suffocation and fear, holding their daughter and crying more sincerely.

Her silly boy, silly girl, how can there be good people in this world who do good deeds without asking for anything in return, they must have big plans, so give them a little bit of benefits first.

Zhao Zheng must have gone too far than Song Yunying, and their family only had four lives to accompany him.

It wasn't until the Song family who stayed at Song Yunying's place overnight came to kick the door, that the mournful cries of the Liu family gradually subsided.

As soon as the light came on the next day, Mr. Song, who had always been a light sleeper, opened his eyes, waiting for the younger generation to tell him news about the village.

Song Laoliu came first, then Song Yunying, Song Yunhe, Song Mei, and Song Laoliu's generation, and finally a few juniors like Song Jixiang.

"Uncle, ten people left the village yesterday, six old people, three children, and one woman." Song Laoliu said with a sad face.

Mr. Song's brows were raised high, and his sharp gaze swept across everyone, "What's going on?"

Even if someone despises the old things as an eyesore, they will not attack the little boy, which is why he hasn't lost his temper yet.

Sure enough, Song Laoliu had already prepared, "I caught a cold and had a fever. I boiled ginger water in a moment of desperation, and it turned out to be..."

Mr. Song gritted his teeth and grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair, "Where are those beasts?"

"Most of the beasts drinking water have turned into zombies. The river water is 50.00% and the well water is [-]%." ​​Song Laoliu lowered his head even lower to cover up the panic on his face.

After a long silence, Mr. Song suddenly asked, "Where are the people from the village committee?"

Song Yunhe raised his head blankly, and found that everyone's eyes were on him. He lowered his head in embarrassment, staring at his toes, not daring to look at Mr. Song, while Song Jixiang on the other side opened his mouth, not daring to speak when the elder didn't ask questions. .

"auspicious!"

Song Jixiang shivered, "There is no reduction in staff, and they have an extra off-road vehicle full of supplies, and there are boxes of mineral water in the vehicle."

"I heard from Xiaojiu that the third master drove that car back yesterday and brought back two old people from the Liu family. They wanted to take advantage of the fact that the third master was not there to look around, and found that the doors and windows of the car were sealed with metal."

Song Laowu still remembered yesterday's enmity, and felt even more distressed that someone in Songjia Village died, but the people in the village committee were all well, and he immediately burst into anger, "I knew that Zhao was uneasy and kind, he himself ate Songjia Village and drank Song People from the village, give things to those people with foreign surnames, shameless!"

Old Man Song held his forehead with a headache, and before he could speak, everyone who saw him blocked Song Laowu's mouth.

"Let the political boy come here. He is also from Songjia Village now. Why don't you call him in the meeting?" While speaking, Mr. Song gave Song Laoliu a look, and Song Laoliu nodded quickly.

Song Mei lifted her legs up, and then put them back down again.

Forget it, let her call.