I'm in love with the reborn doomsday boss

Song Miluo glanced at it. The watermelon, which was different from its other brothers and sisters, was now swarthy and very unique.

Song Miluo and Yuan Xingche looked at each other.

"Is there anything strange about this watermelon?" Xiong Hu's hand stroking the watermelon stopped immediately. The watermelon in his arms was no longer as sweet as he thought. He began to suspect that this watermelon was some kind of bomb. He held it for a long time , may cause him misfortune.

He delivered the watermelon to Yuan Xingche like a bomb.

"It's very strange." Song Miluo said looking at the watermelon in Yuan Xingche's hand.

"Then how about throwing it out?" Xiong Hu suggested.

"No need." Song Miluo said, "Do you still remember what you ate before the outbreak of the zombie virus, especially fruit?"

Xiong Hu was very honest: "I ate a plate of big cherries, half a watermelon, apricots, and croissants."

"I eat a lot, and there are quite a lot of tricks." Yuan Xingche said.

"I'm big. Isn't this China's vast land and rich resources and a wide variety of species, and I eat more fruits to keep my body healthy?" Xiong Hu has a big heart, and he can't tell if he is complimenting him, so he just takes it all as praise.

"Among the fruits you eat, there must be one that looks different from the others. It is the fruit that gives you the power." Song Miluo said, "This very strange watermelon has the same effect. .”

"Watermelon that allows people to have supernatural powers..." Xiong Hu heard for the first time that supernatural powers were brought by fruits: "Can I eat this watermelon?"

"When you eat the second supernatural fruit, that person will directly become one level higher than your supernatural power..." Song Miluo gasped as he spoke.

"A higher level?" Xiong Hu waited to hear.

"A higher-level zombie." Song Miluo said.

After the end of the world, not only humans can evolve with supernatural powers, but zombies can too.

That night, they passed by a small village. There was no one in the small village, only a few old wandering zombies, so they planned to live here tonight.

Song Miluo drove around the village several times.

They found a newly built house with high walls and a vermilion iron gate. Several rose trees were planted in the yard and they were still blooming.

Gas stoves are often used for cooking in rural areas, and the survivors did not think of taking the gas tanks with them when they left, which saved them the trouble of starting a fire.

The new house was built very big, with all kinds of fruits and vegetables planted in the yard, and a grape trellis above the head. The grapes were still green, but there were sporadic ripe ones.

There are rice, noodles, seasonings in the house, some frozen meat in the freezer that has not been thawed, and ready-made greens, beans, eggplants, and tomatoes in the vegetable field.

Although tap water is available in rural areas, there are still many people who keep the old pressurized wells.

While Song Miluo was busy in the kitchen, Yuan Xingche and Xiong Hu found a place to fetch water and take a shower.

When they came back, Song Miluo's little face was flushed from the heat in the kitchen, and the smell in the kitchen was strong.

"The dishes here are ready, whoever will take them down." Song Miluo said, wiping the sweat on his chin.

Yuan Xingche moved quickly, found a table from someone's house, and moved it under the grape arbor.

He also helped to set up the chairs and brought the food.

After work, I went back to the kitchen, wanting to help.

Song Miluo rushed people out: "The kitchen is too hot, if you come in again, the shower will be for nothing. I don't have anything to help here, so let's go out first."

"You're hot in the kitchen too." Yuan Xingche said.

"..." The corners of Song Miluo's mouth twitched. Yuan Xingche cared about him, so he was so happy that he wanted to laugh: "I know I'm hot...you can eat more later, don't embarrass me."

I thought that what Song Miluo said was that it was his first time cooking, and he was not sure about the food he made.

But Xiong Hu took a bite of his chopsticks and asked, "Brother Song, did you graduate from New Oriental?"

Song Miluo frowned and said, "My alma mater is the well-known 985."

"He praised you." Yuan Xingche said.

After a meal, meat and vegetables were combined, and finally Xionghu wiped the dishes and ate.

The three of them ate their bellies to the brim, and they still had something to say. .

As the sun went down, a magnificent fire cloud was left in the sky. It was too hot in the room. Yuan Xingche and Xiong Hu, two supernatural beings of the power department, moved the three beds to the balcony and lay on the small bed, blowing the cool evening breeze.

Half of the overhead is the starry sky, the other half is the afterglow of the setting sun, and downstairs are zombies circling around the base of the wall, who can't get up no matter how they go.

Song Miluo threw a small stone in his hand at the zombie. He aimed very well. The zombie was played around by him, and Song Miluo yawned contentedly.

They also took shower gel from other people's house, and Yuan Xingche didn't feel anything when he used it. Song Miluo squatted next to him after taking a bath, and the sweet smell of the shower gel on his body was particularly strong. From the nose to the spleen and lungs.

After driving for a day, Yuan Xingche was also tired. The zombies moved faster after dark, and it was too risky to travel at night.

Before the sun went down, the sound of a car engine rushed into the village.

The three of them stood tall and could see far away. That train was not someone else.

"Isn't this the person whose arm you broke, their team?" Xiong Hu shouted excitedly.

"That's why it's not that enemies don't get together." Yuan Xingche also knew that if he broke his hand, he should be on guard against this hatred.

If I lay down and fell asleep, it's hard to say whether I can wake up tomorrow morning.

"Then I'll watch the night tonight." Xiong Hu said.

"Let's take turns guarding the three of us," Song Miluo said.

That's nothing to argue about.

Xiong Hu was assigned the first bat, Yuan Xingche the second, and Song Miluo the third.

In the first half of the night, he was safe and sound. Xiong Hu washed a plate of grapes and sat down to eat the grapes.

Yuan Xingche didn't sleep soundly, and even had a dream.

This dream was fragmented, Yuan Xingche saw a mighty group of zombies, they were not stiff dead corpses, each movement was vigorous.

The target of the zombie swarm - a city-state with walls made of tall dirt.

Looking from a distance, there is a person on the wall, that is him, Yuan Xingche.

In the vast expanse, Yuan Xingche was as small as a grain of rice.

The long wind is hunting, the yellow sand is rolling, the clouds are low and the sky is dark...

In the blink of an eye, he came from a dusty world to an ice field. He squatted down and found a small white flower on the ground. When he looked up again, the small flowers spread sporadically on the ice field.

Song Miluo stood at the other end of the sea of ​​flowers.

But he also saw that he was driving by himself, passing a road with Xiangye County written on the road sign, and then he saw a thin and small Song Miluo, looking at him stubbornly.

Scenes that had never been seen before appeared one after another, until Yuan Xingche was woken up by Xiong Hu and changed shifts with him.

When Yuan Xingche woke up, the events in the dream were still vivid in his mind.

With illusory light.

The sky is vast, and the three or five stars are still shining. The moon is sinking in the west, and the moonlight is melting, and it is silvery everywhere.

Xionghu fell asleep on one side, and after a while, a small snoring sound came out from the end of his nose.

Song Miluo was beside him.

Soft black hair lay on his cheeks, lining his petite cheeks.

Song Miluo in his sleep stretched out his hand, and grabbed Yuan Xingche's hand.

The three of them were all on the roof, naked, and the cool breeze was blowing very comfortably.

Even if you put the zombies in the yard, can the zombies learn from humans to climb on the roof?

Yuan Xingche didn't think it was a big deal.

The man downstairs acted lightly, thinking that the three people upstairs hadn't noticed him.

He opened the red iron gate of the house, turned around twice, did not find their car, and ran away quietly. When he ran, he also alarmed the nearby zombies.

Yuan Xingche watched from the top of the building. Under the dim moonlight, the zombies stretched their teeth and claws, tireless, and their movements were coherent and fluent. The man who slipped the door and picked the lock was chased in a hurry, turned two corners, and hid in another house inside.

Yuan Xingche yawned, seeing that Song Miluo was still asleep, so he didn't call him.

At this time, another person ran in lightly, and the person shouted upstairs: "Wake up, run quickly, or you won't be able to leave in a while."

By the moonlight, Yuan Xingche saw this person he had seen before. The young man who gave watermelon to that greasy middle-aged man in the daytime was very recognizable with the glistening pimples on his face. "I'm serious, you guys run away!"

The habit of light sleep that Song Miluo developed in his last life before his death, this young man seemed to be afraid of being discovered by others. His voice was suppressed, but it still woke Song Miluo up. Song Miluo looked at the sky and there were only three or five A star, the sky in the east is already pale.

But Xiong Hu trusted Yuan Xingche and Song Miluo very much. When he heard the movement, he turned over and continued to fall asleep.

After the young brother finished speaking, before Yuan Xingche and the others could respond, he leaned against the wall and left in a hurry.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Song Miluo said, scratching his head, he had forgotten himself in his sleep, and now his hair was messed up like a weed.

"I'm not sleepy." Yuan Xingche said.

Woke up and sleepy, Song Miluo wrinkled his nose: "Have you smelled it? What is it?"

Yuan Xingche sniffed heavily, and smelled the stench in the air. It was the smell of zombies. It was definitely not just a few zombies in this village that could be so strong.

On the road outside the village, cars drove across the concrete road, and the village was especially quiet in the early morning. The unexposed sky allowed zombies to run like humans at this time of dawn and dusk.

In the lights of the car, Yuan Xingche saw countless zombies chasing the car, one after another.

Those cars deliberately went to other places to attract zombies, and then rushed towards this village. It is conceivable that the purpose was to target Yuan Xingche and the others.

"Wake up quickly." Yuan Xingche woke Xiong Hu up.

Xionghu got up and looked left and right, but he didn't see anything unusual, but he could vaguely smell the stench.

Song Miluo saw that Yuan Xingche's expression was not good, and followed the direction Yuan Xingche was looking at, and looked forward.

"What's the matter?" Song Miluo asked, he vaguely heard the roar of the car, his eyesight was not as good as Yuan Xingche's, he could only see a blurry shadow, coming along the road.

A big mess.

Yuan Xingche stretched out his finger to show him: "It seems that the villagers from ten miles and eight villages are all coming to visit."