Who spoiled me like this [End Times]

The door of the conference room finally opened, and Xue Zhicun came out. He smiled at the waiting villagers without a heavy expression, and the villagers heaved a long sigh of relief.

Xue Zhicun said: "The safety zone has arranged accommodation for us."

They didn't have any supplies, so Lin Song took the initiative to waive the rent for the year, while Xue Zhicun said that after they settled down, they would make up all the money they owed.

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the safe zone is obviously kind to them.

They smiled and followed the action team members to the residence. Not long ago, they were in despair, thinking that only death could solve everything, but now they found that there was still hope.

Xue Zhicun watched them walk away with a faint smile on his old face.

More of the content just mentioned came to his mind. Lin Song showed him a picture of David, and he recognized at a glance that it was a foreign visitor in the village. In this way, the special situation of Xuejia Village must be the same as that of Dawei. Wei related.

After hearing that David was dead, or at the hands of Luo Yinbing and his party, Xue Zhicun was even more convinced by Luo Yinbing. He told Lin Song all about the villagers and received a request to study their blood samples.

But for their thirst for blood, Lin Song also had no way to deal with it. Of course, he could ask the action team members to donate blood, but this might cause trouble and expose the identities of the villagers. Neither Lin Song nor he wanted to do this.

So the matter of the blood still had to wait for Luo Yinbing to resolve it.

Thinking of Luo Yinbing, Xue Zhicun couldn't help sighing, that young man was clearly only in his 20s, how could he be so sophisticated in dealing with things, as if there was no problem that could stump him.

Even when Luo Yinbing said that the problem could be solved, he, who was several times older than the other party, relaxed and waited peacefully for the young man to give a solution.

Xue Zhicun smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling that there are talented people from generation to generation, when he suddenly heard the voices of the villagers in front of him.

Ever since the villagers appeared in the government affairs hall, the researchers in the safe area were all overjoyed. They rushed from the laboratory, and they didn't even have time to change their crumpled white coats, and hurriedly stopped the villagers who were about to leave.

The villagers were alert immediately, and then they saw a group of white coats with flashing eyes and asked, "Can we test the ability?"

The villagers looked at each other, and finally looked at Xue Zhicun.

The respected old village chief coughed and asked, "What do you mean by testing abilities?"

The leader in the white coat said humanely: "The newly developed instrument that can test supernatural powers can get results with just a drop of blood."

Xue Zhicun thought for a moment, and decided to repay the kindness shown by the safety zone. He stepped forward, squeezed his fingertips, and dropped a drop of blood on the test strip.

The white coat glanced regretfully at the young people behind Xue Zhicun. He had just seen a few young people who were so tall and tall. He guessed that they were powerful. In fact, he wanted to test them more, but he didn't expect that the one who tested them was an old man.

After putting the test strip into the instrument, a beep sounded after a few seconds, and a group of white coats immediately moved their heads over.

Then Qi Qi took a deep breath.

The instrument showed that the ordinary-looking old man in front of him already had the strength of the second-order late stage, and he could reach the third-order in only two months at most.

A researcher couldn't help but said: "This speed of practice can be compared with that of Ji Chu."

Xue Zhicun's complexion changed and he waved his hands again and again: "Don't dare to compare me with Ji Chu, I can't compare!"

The villagers and the researchers looked at each other for a long time, and then some villagers couldn't help but ask, "So we practice quickly?"

The researcher nodded heavily.

Now most of the supernatural beings have just entered the second level, and the best ones are just in the middle of the second level. The villagers' cultivation speed is much faster than them, and they are in the leading position among the survivors.

The villagers exchanged glances, and after a while, someone stretched out his hand and said, "Can you test it for me?"

Naturally, the researcher would not refuse, and soon the test results were presented again. This time, the villagers were mid-second-order superhumans.

The researchers became more and more surprised, their eyes lit up, their expressions were frenzied, and they rushed back to the laboratory with the equipment in hand.

The villagers exchanged glances, Xue Zhicun was one of the strongest among them, and the tester just now was the weakest, but even the weakest was not inferior to other supernatural beings.

Only then did they realize soberly that they didn't need to think that there was a mountain beyond the mountain, they were the mountain beyond the mountain.

The air was filled with a happy and relaxed atmosphere for a while, and after walking for a while, someone asked in a low voice, "Then Ji Chu and Luo Yinbing?"

There was an action team member standing not far away. He didn't know whether the two were going to reveal their strength, so he didn't explain the problem clearly.

The rest of the villagers thought for a while, and also whispered: "I don't know, but they must be stronger than us."

The villagers exchanged glances, they were not depressed, and their eyes were full of happiness after following the right person.

On the other side, Ji Chu returned to his residence with Luo Yinbing in his arms. The people in the safe zone didn't know that they were out on missions. About 30 to [-] people were queuing up at the door to bet on their faces. When they saw his figure, their eyes flashed brightly. .

They wanted to ask, but seeing his cold and sharp eyes, they were so frightened that they forgot what to say.

Ji Chu carried Luo Yinbing through the crowd, and the people in line saw Luo Yinbing closing his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

This time they became silent spontaneously, even couldn't help breathing, only dared to open their mouths when they watched Ji Chu carry someone in.

The person at the top of the queue whispered, "What's going on?"

The people behind looked down at their watches and confirmed, "No one has seen them go out today."

A furry head poked out: "So, they went out yesterday and came back today?"

Another furry head poked out: "And it's just the two of them?"

All of them showed ambiguous smiles immediately, they were still waiting, they had nothing to do, and shared what they had just seen and heard, suddenly there were many figures in the safe area with red faces, bright eyes, and muttering "I got it" in a low voice.

After a day off, life is back on track.

Luo Yinbing woke up early in the morning, remembering what she had promised to the villagers in Xue's Village, and took Ji Chu all the way to find him.

After seeing him, all the villagers were positive, but he only found a healer to follow him and took him back to his home.

Luo Yinbing nodded as he passed by the crowd queuing up, and said casually, "The shop is open today."

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and countless pairs of eyes staring at it made the backs of the villagers feel cold. Luo Yinbing asked him to stand outside the door first, and then asked Ji Chu to take out the tables and chairs.

Someone in the crowd asked confusedly: "Why did you change, where is the little brother from before?"

Luo Yinbing paused, and said, "Gu Cha died."

The crowd was silent for a moment. After the end of the world, people are used to seeing death, but when they think of the young man's baby face with crooked eyebrows, they still feel a little unreal.

Luo Yinbing didn't delay too much. After the tables and chairs were laid out as usual, he took out the Xuanjing price list and added a line.

Everyone held their breath following his movements, and when he put down the price list again, countless heads came over, and then exclaimed in unison.

Luo Yinbing wrote under the price list: "Ordinary crystals can be exchanged for blood."

The villager standing next to him also saw the price list, and his expression was suddenly dull. He looked upright, but at this moment his face was full of bewilderment.

Before he could recover, the person at the top of the queue rolled up his sleeves and said excitedly, "I want three ordinary crystals!"

Luo Yinbing frowned, and added another sentence on the paper: "The upper limit of each exchange is two Yuanjing."

The person at the top of the queue said with a bitter face: "Master Luo, I'm in good health. I often donate blood before the end of the world. I'm fine."

Luo Yinbing was too lazy to speak, and looked at him quietly.

The man pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "Then, let's just have two."

Both the container and the knife were brought up, and the villagers who were treating the supernatural powers stared blankly at the man scratching his arm, and at the container containing blood, unable to recover for a long time.

Luo Yinbing coughed lightly to remind him, and he suddenly woke up to treat that person.

Luo Yinbing glanced at the container, because the villagers were stupefied, the blood in it was tens of milliliters more than needed, Luo Yinbing handed the bloodletter three Yuanjing.

The villager who healed the power stared blankly as the man left happily, and the second man held out his arm to him.

He was careful and vigilant this time, and he didn't delay his actions because of daze, but he received a sad look from the people in line.

He glanced at the purchaser who rolled up his sleeves, then at the blood container, and finally recollected the sad eyes he received just now, and suddenly realized that the blood problem that had plagued the villagers for half a year had been solved, and the group of people in front of him were still driving Send blood.

He blinked, suddenly feeling unreal.

It seems that I haven't woken up yet, and I am daydreaming, which is very unreal.