I'm in love with the reborn doomsday boss

Yuan Xingche felt that what was in his arms was a small animal, soft and bully, but also obedient, making people reluctant to really bully him.

Song Miluo huddled in his arms, breathing in small mouthfuls.

"Why...why?" Song Miluo asked in a low voice.

Yuan Xingche couldn't help but smile when he heard his nasal voice: "I can't help it."

Song Miluo was slightly taken aback. He didn't want to ask, but he didn't want to be as vague as before. In his last life, he didn't ask anything clearly. At first, the relationship was too deformed. Later, Yuan Xingche shy away from physical contact. Luo is more willing to believe that what Yuan Xingche did at that time was more out of tenderness.

Yuan Xingche tenderly thought that after Song Miluo obtained supernatural powers and the ability to protect himself, his ambition would make him unwilling to really be a person attached to others.

Song Miluo asked: "Do you like my face too much?"

Yuan Xingche frowned: "How come?"

Song Miluo still bowed his head. Yuan Xingche was always good at cutting through messes with a sharp knife, but he had the patience to peel off cocoons when dealing with Song Miluo.

"Why do you think so?" Yuan Xingche asked, "Did I ever like you just because of your face?"

Whether Yuan Xingche liked him or not, Song Miluo really didn't dare to say, Song Miluo didn't know where he came from with low self-esteem, in short he didn't trust his own charm.

Looking at Song Miluo's evasive eyes, which seemed to be speaking, Yuan Xingche felt that the two of them were bothering a little.

Yuan Xingche supported Song Miluo's shoulders, pulled him out of his arms, and looked into his eyes.

"We don't care who he is." Yuan Xingche said, "I like you, do you like me?"

Song Miluo is like this, cowardly and shy, if he dares to lie and say that he doesn't like it, Yuan Xingche will eat him alive today.

Song Miluo listened to his voice in his ears.

Like not hearing, or hallucinating...

"What did you say?" Song Miluo was dumbfounded.

Yuan Xingche touched his smooth hair.

"Really?" Song Miluo asked, Yuan Xingche would not tease people with such things.

But when I think that these are the words Yuan Xingche said out of his own heart...

Song Miluo's dizzy head was like boiling water, making a mess of gurgling noises.

"Can you... say it again?" Song Miluo said.

"What's the matter, isn't it fun just once?" Yuan Xingche couldn't help laughing, he changed his hands to hold Song Miluo's face, and slightly approached his ear, warm breath appeared beside his ear.

Yuan Xingche almost kissed his ear and said "I like you."

The small voice seems to be drilled into Song Miluo's eardrum, that voice is not heard by the flowers on the roadside, not by the wind, such a cute sentence, only for him.

When Yuan Xingche raised his head slightly, Song Miluo clasped his neck with both hands, Yuan Xingche could only lower his head slightly following his movements, and as soon as he lowered his head, he touched Song Miluo's raised chin.

Song Miluo stood on tiptoe, and suddenly kissed him on the lips.

"Hmph." Song Miluo bluffed twice, obviously his cheeks were already hot.

……

Zang Hongai came at a very bad time, "Well, dinner is served inside, you continue."

He said that he went to the room. He trotted a few steps on the way, the terrain was unfamiliar, and he tripped over the concrete steps in front of the door.

Song Miluo asked: "Do you listen to him?"

"Listen." Yuan Xingche said, and the two really continued.

On a good day, Song Miluo tiptoed...

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly hit, and the tiles on the roof were knocked down by the wind, and there was the sound of heavy objects falling on the roof.

The active people in the room rushed out almost immediately, and when Xiong Hu came out, he still had a rice bowl in his hand.

"Everyone retreats one after another!" Among this group of people, Zang Hongai was the most sensitive, with a faint smell of blood on his nose.

Yuan Xingche and Song Miluo both came over.

There was a weak coughing sound as if someone was choking on the roof.

The flashlight shined on it, and there was a person lying on the roof, wearing a purple skirt, and the withered iris flower on the sideburns was covered with blood, and there was a line of blood under her body, along the groove of the red tile. , flowing downward.

Yuan Xingche walked to the wall: "Go up and have a look first."

As he spoke, he jumped up, grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands and turned over to the wall, and jumped from the wall to the roof.

Zang Hongai and the others who were more skilled also jumped up.

The body of the person on the roof was covered with blood, and several places on one arm were bloody and bloody, even exposing white bones. The purple skirt was soaked in blood, and the blood dried and coagulated, turning black.

The most fatal thing should be the bloody wound on her neck, the esophagus and tracheal arteries were all damaged, and blood kept gushing out of her mouth.

The light from the flashlight flicked across her face, and her eyelids moved.

"Are you still alive?" Yuan Xingche didn't know how she suddenly turned into this look. When she saw her this afternoon, she and Yiyinpek were standing in the middle of the crowd, and they were fine.

Ziyuan's lips moved, but every time before she uttered an air sound, there was blood between her lips and teeth.

Her breathing became weaker and weaker, her whole body became more and more disheartened, her vocal cords were damaged, and she couldn't speak a word.

Her muscular hand lifted up and picked off the withered flower on the sideburns. She didn't even have the strength to turn her head. She put the flower beside her where there was no blood and wrote the word "one" with her finger. .

Not knowing if she could still control her body, her hands were half-raised and she didn't move anymore.

She worked hard to open her eyes, and looked at Yuan Xingche who was holding the lamp.

Yuan Xingche didn't know how to read her wishes, but felt that she wanted someone to collect her body.

Yuan Xingche said: "You and this flower, after incineration, give it to Yiyinpeck, is that okay?"

Her eyes curved and closed again.

In the end, she raised her hand, and between her fingers, there were waves of free wind.

"She..." Zang Hongai's voice was choked in his throat, and it could be seen that the wounds on Ziyuan's body were left by zombies.

What did she do? She was surrounded by zombies.

Xiong Hu asked: "Did we harm her?"

"No." Yuan Xingche said, he saw that the out-of-control zombies in Jiang Du's hands, while attacking them fleeing eastward, deliberately divided into a second group to attack another group of people flying in the sky.

Thinking back now, there should be two people in the sky, Ziyuan took a drink and pecked, and the sparks in the sky should be sparks produced by the friction of iron.

For some unknown reason, Yiyinpeking and Ziyuan came out of the Yuzhong base, and were besieged by zombies together. Now that Ziyuan is dead, what about Yiyinpeking?

"Help get her down, ask Brother Sun to help, and incinerate her body." Yuan Xingche said, holding her arm, trying to put down her slightly raised hand.

In the instant of contact, Yuan Xingche received her wind ability.

Yuan Xingche tried it, and when the wind passed through his fingers, he seemed unrestrained and free.

Zi Yuan is carrying a zombie virus, and she will turn into a zombie in a short time. In their team of supernatural beings, Zang Hongai has a big brother surnamed Sun who is a supernatural being of the fire department.

It is still difficult to cremate a person with a third-level ability. Everyone helped to find some firewood.

Yuan Xingche and Zang Hongai washed away the blood stains on the roof. After working in the middle of the night, Dai Ma took back some sponge pads and mats from the space, and everyone was ready to go to bed.

I found an iron box to contain Ziyuan's ashes, and put the withered iris in the box.

A group of men, no one wants to be next to each other, one for each person, and a factory building is covered with mattresses.

Jiang Du was the first to wake up the next day.

He was startled.

In the dream he deduced something extraordinary.

He gasped when he woke up.

Dai Ma and Lin Buer didn't sleep with them. He looked in horror at the bed that could fit three big men under him, and the floor was covered with comfortable sponge cushions...

Song Miluo was a light sleeper and was the first to be woken up by him.

"What are you crazy about..." Song Miluo said sleepily.

Jiangdu jumped on Song Miluo's mattress like a tiger descending the mountain, and said tremblingly, "Level three, no, even if it is a level four space ability, level five ability, can you put all the things on the ground, the bed and the mattress into it? "

Jiang Du felt that he had told a ghost story, and the hairs on his arms stood up after he finished speaking.

"Mother Dai must be more than level four, do you think it is possible to be level nine?"

Although sometimes I feel that Jiang Du is very arrogant, but I have to say that the brains of young people are quick.

Following his train of thought for a while, Song Miluo added: "There are even more terrifying things. After arriving in the small city-state, Dai Ma also had the opportunity to come into contact with these things during the time on the way to Yuzhong base. Before entering the small city-state..."

For a moment, the two stared at each other with big eyes.

Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

The two sat face to face for a while, digesting each other, Jiang Du rubbed his belly: "What do you think about those children?"

Yuan Xingche opened his eyes beside Song Miluo, and looked at these two people in a daze.

"Qin Doutian and Qin Zhengming are bringing a group of children, and they always try to get them out," Yuan Xingche said.

The situation was urgent yesterday, and those children were still left at the Yuzhong base. Although Xu Weiguo was dead, the Yuzhong base was in a state of chaos overnight, and they might not be able to spare the children to embarrass them.

But it's hard to guarantee that these people will act like this.

Jiang Du was still rubbing his stomach: "I'm hungry."

Jiang Du remembered what he said to Yuan Xingche yesterday, and sure enough, his EQ also returned to when he was young. They were a couple, and he meddled in the affairs between the two of them. He always felt that if there was any conflict, he was to blame.

Dai Ma seemed to have clairvoyant eyes and ears: "I'm hungry and ready to eat."

Dai Ma said, she ate a meal in the middle of the night last night, and cooked some porridge in the morning, and it was too greasy for them to lose their appetite.

Dai Ma, who woke up early, was already preparing meals in the inner yard by herself.

White porridge with pickles.

Thinking that Dai Ma might be reborn, Song Miluo and Jiang Du felt chills down their spines together.

The ninth level ability is a very strange stage. Yuan Xingche's three to eighth levels, each stage copies three kinds of abilities, and there is an engraving ability in the middle of the three, but Yuan Xingche cannot engrave the ability at the ninth level, and can only Duplicate both abilities.

Song Miluo's own ninth-level ability was also when he began to supply the underground black market across the country. This is not a coincidence, but a necessity. Before the ninth level, Song Miluo could not meet the supply requirements of the market.

Song Miluo didn't know what happened to Jiang Du, a rising star at the ninth level.

And Dai Ma is relatively familiar with Song Miluo. When Dai Ma was in the ninth level, there was an absolute domain. In the middle of her absolute domain, she controlled the temperature and humidity.

Her absolute domain is roughly a kilometer in diameter.

It's not big, but in the space within this kilometer, she deliberately squeezed out the air, moisture, and heat.

It seems that the area under Dai Ma's control is this one kilometer, but the real tricky thing is the one meter around Dai Ma, which is her real absolute domain.In this one-meter space, water can't get in, oil can't get dirty, and it's isolated from supernatural powers.

This is only level nine, neither Song Miluo nor Jiang Du could have imagined how Dai Ma died with such a powerful and safe ability...

Song Miluo in the fifth year of the end of the world is focused on revenge, so he has never heard of Dai Ma's name, but China's territory is vast, maybe Dai Ma has gone to other places.

Yesterday, at the Yuzhong base, if Dai Ma was in good condition, Yuan Xingche, Song Miluo, and those under Zang Hongai's subordinates could kill the Yuzhong base for dozens of rounds, it would be no problem at all.

"Mother Dai." Song Miluo called out with a smile.

Jiang Du, who is an excellent young man, also echoed: "Hello, Mama Dai."

"What's going on with you two today, why don't you be so cautious, get up and get ready for dinner soon," Dai Ma said.

Many people got up one after another.

Dai Ma took those beds back to the space again, otherwise it would be very troublesome to put them here.

Song Miluo was thinking about how to tell Yuan Xingche about this, when someone grabbed his hand suddenly, which made Song Miluo take a few steps back in fright.

"Yesterday, Xiong Hu asked me how hard I could be able to fall in love with you." Yuan Xingche said.

After waking up, Song Miluo was still a little bit late...

He is dating Yuan Xingche...

Thinking of it this way, Song Miluo instantly felt embarrassed, he was a little at a loss, and even wanted to kill a few zombies to wake up.

Yuan Xingche was amused by him: "You are so cute, how can I not fall in love with you?"

Song Miluo felt that he was in a relationship with Yuan Xingche, Bi Dai Ma might also be reborn, which was more difficult to digest.

"Ma Dai may also be reborn..." Song Miluo said.

Yuan Xingche thought for a while, then nodded: "It's okay, Mother Dai has no bad intentions for us."

Who says it's not, no matter what Mama Dai thinks, this is a trivial matter, the most important thing is that Mama Dai has no bad intentions.

Thinking of this, Song Miluo became elated: "The establishment of a base...how do you think it is here?"

"Here?" Yuan Xingche looked around.

Neatly arranged factory buildings and criss-cross roads are not the most durable asphalt roads, but are also smooth and evenly cemented, but in terms of area, it is larger than a town occupied by a small city-state, and there is a building that compares The majestic trade hall.

"Otherwise, I'll go out and have a look first." Yuan Xingche said.

"Okay." Song Miluo is just a suggestion, and the specifics need to be investigated on the spot.

The two of them greeted the large army and left together.

"Then what, did they become sticky since yesterday?" Zang Hongai said.

Xiong Hu spread his hands, "When will they stop being sticky?"

Jiang Du breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it's still sticky.

Zang Hongai thought about the relationship between the two before: "You are right."

This industrial zone is newly developed by the state, and many factories have not been rented out. They are brand new, and a few have already started construction. There are clothing making machines, cutting machines, sewing machines, embroidery machines, and many large-scale vehicles that are convenient for transportation. truck.

But these machines are a bit tasteless, and the car is not bad.

At the beginning of the last days, naturally infected humans accounted for about two-thirds of the total population, and humans who were bitten and scratched by zombies in the early days were no longer rare.

Song Miluo remembered that sociologists later estimated that after the first month of the end of the world, there would still be around [-] million humans who were truly alive, and the clothes produced before the end of the world would be enough to wear them for many years.

Among them, Huaxia should have a population of more than [-] million to survive.

When the survivors choose a place to live, there are more humans in the plains. Compared with the densely populated coastal cities, the plains have more granaries first, and then more fields.

Northeast China, North China, Central China, South China, and several giant survival bases in the late end of the world were all built relying on geographical advantages.

Yuzhong base is a medium-sized base in the late end of the world.

Because it is close to an important highway entrance and exit, its location actually has an advantage over the later giant base, Central China Base.

"Our side is facing the national highway, and going forward is the entrance and exit of the expressway." Song Miluo said, pointing to the west: "It happens to intercept the most important traffic fortress between the Henan Central Base and the North and South."

The two of them strolled from the middle of the industrial area to the national highway.

To the south of the industrial zone is the exit of the expressway, and to the north is the entrance of the expressway.

There are also towns near the industrial zone, and there are enough places to live. The factories in the industrial zone can also be prepared for post-apocalyptic production.

"Fengshui treasure land." Yuan Xingche recalled the map in front of the trade center, combined with the surrounding geographical location.

Arable land, residence, trade area, medical area, office area, etc., easy to plan.

The morning sun scorched the ground on the wide national road.

At the exit of the expressway, there are several cars coming this way.

Yuan Xingche narrowed his eyes. Those cars were all black jeeps, and there was nothing special about their style. If they were special, the license plates on those cars were all Beijing military license plates.

Song Miluo said: "Are these people going to the Yuzhong Base?"

Yuan Xingche said: "It should be, I want to confirm whether they are people at the national level."

"I'll stop them." Song Miluo said, walking to the middle of the road.

Song Miluo originally planned to erect a tree on the road to block the road.

But that team slowed down when they saw the two standing on the side of the road.

Several cars stopped in front of the two of them one by one, and Song Miluo, who was planning to do something bad, suddenly felt guilty.

"We want to ask the way. Is the Yuzhong base going forward?" The rear window of the last car was rolled down, and a middle-aged man was sitting in the car, wearing a long-sleeved shirt in summer , The tie is meticulous.

Although he was dressed in a gentle manner, Yuan Xingche saw the iron blood of a soldier in him. He was sitting in the back seat, his body was not broken at all, he was sitting upright, and he was upright.

Yuan Xingche stood up straight like a javelin, and he said, "If you are from the north, I have something to report."

The man smiled: "I recognize you. You have been at the state banquet several times. What do you want to say?"

As he spoke, he opened the car door, and the guard sitting beside him stopped him, but he just waved his hand: "It's okay."

He got out of the car and met Yuan Xingche eye to eye.

"what do you want to say?"

Yuan Xingche first politely saluted a military salute: "If you are going to the Yuzhong Base, there are a few things you must know. It’s very difficult for China Base to survive.”

"Second, part of the cultural relics preserved by the central Henan base instead of the state have been stolen by the upper echelons of central Henan."

The officer's face darkened when he heard this sentence.

If what Yuan Xingche said is true, the first point is that the Yuzhong base persecutes the working people at the bottom; the second point is that the Yuzhong base destroys the interests of all mankind.

"What you said is true. Is there any evidence?" asked the officer.

"I have the evidence." Yuan Xingche said.

Met on the way, Yuan Xingche couldn't just hand over Dai Ma like this.

The officer also saw Yuan Xingche's plan: "In this way, if I can't see the evidence for the time being, I will write down the situation first, and when I get to Yuzhong base, I will check it secretly."

The officer thought for a while and said, "I am Chen Yangshuo from the Army Command of the Beijing Military District. See you when I have a chance."

Chen Yangshuo got into the car, and they planned to move on.

Song Miluo said: "Look, this place has good Fengshui."

He really fell in love with this place, and it was very convenient for him to fight against the Yuzhong base.

Yuan Xingche said: "It seems that we don't have to be so anxious now, we have brought those children out of the Yuzhong base."

Chen Yangshuo, who represents the capital, came to the Yuzhong base. If nothing else happened, he came to inspect the base.

After all, in the early days of the end of the world, the armed forces in Beijing are not controlled by the dense population of Beijing. The huge zombie pressure caused can only lead the people to migrate to Hebei Province. The Jizhong base, which controls the military power, is definitely the most resourceful and the most powerful.

In order to get state subsidies, the Yuzhong base will be very honest recently, and the people in the poor areas of the Yuzhong base will suddenly enjoy unprecedented preferential treatment.

These false appearances made suddenly were all to deceive Chen Yangshuo.

But Yuan Xingche and Song Miluo stood on the side of the road for a while, and in a blink of an eye they saw the convoy that had gone away turn back again.

Without waiting for the two to ask.

Seeing Chen Yangshuo get out of the car again: "Do you know why there are so many zombies in front?"

"Ah? Are there zombies in front?" Song Miluo said stiffly. The zombies in front may have chased them last night, but the number should not be many.

After all, such a large group of zombies will disperse one after another in the process of wandering without a target.

"Why don't you wait for a while, maybe those zombies will leave by themselves in a while." Song Miluo said.

Chen Yangshuo felt something strange, but couldn't grasp it. He asked, "What are you doing here? There is no transportation around, it's very dangerous."

Yuan Xingche said: "We plan to build a survivor base here and are investigating the terrain."

Chen Yangshuo has always been in charge of helping each other in the bases, regardless of size of the base.

"What are the specifications of the base, and what are the advantages of your base? I have many support plans here. If necessary, I can help you apply." Chen Yangshuo was very enthusiastic.

Yuan Xingche and Song Miluo looked at each other, it was like someone handed you a glass of water just when your mouth was dry, and someone beat your back before you realized you were tired...

The establishment of a new base has not yet happened, and the subsidy plan has already begun.

God help them.

"The advantages are too many." Song Miluo said, patting his chest, this opportunity cannot be lost.