Don't engage in the Shura field in the post-apocalyptic text

Seeing the other party retreat, although he was still a little unclear, Cong Yu didn't think too much, but threw the used water gun aside, slightly raised his head to look at the faces of the people around him, and walked into the supermarket quickly.

A healthy, well-timed lunch is a standard social animal life routine that should be followed.Even if everyone and everything in this world are messed up right now, don't think that anyone can mess up his timetable.

Cong Yu raised his wrist indifferently. On the way back to the supermarket just now, he encountered a few zombies, which was unexpected and delayed his time.

12:30, three and 10 minutes past the expected lunch time, and now cooking with leftover food from the supermarket will obviously take longer.

He was even more upset, and his pace quickened, almost leaving the other person behind, and he swept down two buckets of instant noodles from the passing shelf with neat movements: "Take it."

"..."

A pair of white hands that looked like works of art hesitated to take the two buckets of colorful instant noodles of unknown brands. Cong Yu squinted his eyes and looked over, complaining about how many times his hands didn't look like men's.

No, even this person's appearance is not manly.

Zuo Wan, a man with an unusually beautiful face—the protagonist Gong in this post-apocalyptic novel—has long, narrow, upturned eyes that should be filled with affection, such as those that should be smiling, thick eyelashes that speak from the heart, sharp eyebrows that are slender and sharp, The bridge of the nose is soft and straight.Coupled with the upturned corners of the lips and plump lips, no matter how you look at it, it should be a beauty.

However, he is tall and has long legs, with well-defined texture, except for his face, he only looks at his body properly. He is a strong man full of hormones.Not to mention that this person's temperament is like a glacier, and those affectionate smiles mentioned above can only become "should".

And the ability that is too powerful after awakening, it is not an exaggeration to call it a humanoid weapon.

At this time, the unawakened humanoid weapon seemed to be comparing the refrigeration function with Cong Yu: "I cooked."

"Hmm." Cong Yu didn't listen, the young master didn't say anything useful.Anyway, so far, he who has the script has no unpredictable emergencies.

Oh, except for the zombies I encountered today, the script was not written.

"……Um?"

Wait, he seemed to hear something strange.

"..." A social animal who is used to logging all trivial matters into the schedule and going according to the plan was stunned, and the plan was disrupted: "What do you think?"

Zuo Wan put the instant noodles back into a bucket: "If you didn't come back on time, I'll cook first." He is also a very self-contained person, and being able to get along with Cong Yu on weekdays is an eye-opener, so at this moment he The most I can do is calmly narrate: "You can eat or not."

"Don't eat."

Cong Yu didn't buy it, glanced at the face in the opponent's hand, and then walked towards the former supermarket administrator's dormitory.

According to the script he mastered, Zuo Wan was a real chaebol young master before the end of the world. Something that piqued his interest.

It is not easy for him to take advantage of the outbreak of the end of the world to get a position beside the other party. To put it bluntly, Cong Yu took advantage of the plot of a fledgling bird.

At that time, the zombie virus broke out for the first time, and Cong Yu was one of the lucky ones who first awakened their abilities.After he realized that he held the role of cannon fodder and had the script, he first followed the plot and extended a helping hand to the protagonist Gong who was in a "difficulty" at the beginning—and since then he has a place by his side.

And such a pure and untouchable young master can cook?

Forgive him for his first reaction to go to see if the small kitchen in the dormitory is still alive.

"Ok."

Zuo Wan's facial expression seemed to have been glued on, no matter what the situation was, he could remain motionless like a rock.

The supermarket devastated by the earthquake didn't have much space left, and it was only a few dozen steps from the entrance to the dormitory.Cong Yu patted his sleeves to get rid of the remaining mucus, and when passing by the sanitation area, he raised his hand and took down his usual hand sanitizer from the third shelf without missing a second.

This guy who has always been full of obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness has been dissatisfied with the matter of transmigrating into the doomsday novel for a long time, but his step-by-step temperament made him unable to resist.

He wrinkled his nose and tried his best to ignore the rancid smell wafting in the air. In a trance, he missed his bed exuding the fragrance of vanilla.

From childhood to adulthood, the biggest change in his life was that he encountered a time-travel drama for some reason, and the biggest resistance he ever made-what was it?

Probably because he was dissatisfied with his delicate and naive appearance when he was a child, he shaved his head amidst the opposition of everyone to show off his masculinity.

He is a man willing to submit to fate, and a man willing to obey orders.No one feels more secure than his schedule, so that even the first time he knew he was going to die in this novel, it didn't shock him more than eating half an hour late today.

Of course, it would be better if the way of death is not because of falling in love with the protagonist and being blocked by the opponent...

Mere death.

Whatever fate gave him, he followed suit.

As for those childhood dreams of Dianjia style, they are just dreams.

Zuo Wan had already gone to the small kitchen to prepare those meals, Cong Yu sat down covering his empty stomach, and poured some hot water from the thermos pot to make noodles, finally freed from the irritability of being disrupted from his schedule , began to think about today's plot.

The script is something he possessed when he first woke up in this world.Although there is only a general plot and an outline of the characters, in this different-dimensional space that confuses him, the existence of the script always makes him much calmer than other people who are in a hurry.

It's not a real item either.If you insist, this thing is more like a memory that was forcibly instilled into his mind.

——!

Cong Yu put down the plastic fork he had just lifted, took a deep breath, pushed away the chair and stood up immediately.

Today is a huge plot turning point——

The turning point of attacking and receiving encounters!

The man he had chased away when he was upset just now—

Wouldn't it be the protagonist? !

"I got it done."

The door of the small kitchen was opened, and Zuo Wanyi held a tray in his hand, like a waiter in a high-end hotel: "You don't want to eat? Wait, where are you going?"

Cong Yu was so irritable that he was about to jump, and his delicate brows were twisted into knots.He moved his nose and unexpectedly found that the young master was quite talented in cooking, but unfortunately he really didn't have time at this time: "Look for Lu Ran."

"Who are you looking for?"

"..."

Missed out.

Cong Yu felt even more uncomfortable, "That person just now."

"Lu Ran?" Zuo Wan failed to search for the name in his mind, and when he looked up again, he saw that the little figure had walked away angrily.

Thinking of the blood and unknown mucus splashed on this person when he came back today, Zuo Wan opened his mouth before he could change his mind: "I'll be with you—"

The fact that the plot went off the rails made Cong Yu's irritability finally reached its peak. He didn't even turn his footsteps, but just turned around, with the light behind his back, and his eyes clearly wrote a warning to Zuo Wan: "Don't move."

"..."

"You are right here, stand and wait." He exhaled again, and managed to calm down to sort out his self-reported paper, which was not smooth at all: "I will be back soon."

If he wants to turn the plot back, let the protagonists meet again at the entrance of the supermarket.

"..."

"Did you hear?"

"...Look." Zuo Wan recovered from the subtle shock, raised one hand and pointed to the distance outside the glass door of the supermarket.

Over there, the flames were soaring into the sky, and the smoke and dust were everywhere.

There was a fire, which was supposed to start inside the supermarket.

Because of the inaccurate control of the fire ability, Lu Ran accidentally ignited the inflammables here when he was killing the zombies chasing soldiers in the supermarket, and burned down the supermarket's power supply system.

It's a pity that now because of his intervention, Lu Ran was driven to other places by him, and the pursuers chased him. Naturally, it wasn't the supermarket that was set on fire.

It's no problem for Lu Ran to escape from the fire alone, Lu Ran is not afraid of fire.But he is not afraid of fire, but he can't control all the fire, and Lu Qing in his arms is an ordinary little girl who knows nothing.

To protect that little girl...

There was a "bang" sound of a building collapsing in the distance, Cong Yu's eyes became more and more disintegrated, and he knocked on the door of the fire cabinet decisively.He became irritable: "Why?"

"You are the one, what do you want?" Zuo Wan pointed to the fire extinguisher: "Can this thing put out that fire? Are you going to die?"

"..."

"Really going?" Seeing the other party's firm eyes, Zuo Wan let go of his hand slightly: "Maybe he will die."

"..."

"...Then you go." The young master pinched the bridge of his nose, and finally let go of the arm of the person in front of him.He and Cong Yu had just met for the first time, so it wasn't worth dying for him.

Although Cong Yu has supernatural powers, he is a wood type that is restrained by flames.And not to mention him, an ordinary person who doesn't even have supernatural powers.Even if he can win the fight against zombies with his fighting skills and strength, even he can't do anything under the smoke and fire.

Cong Yu didn't care at all, if the protagonist died at the beginning of the plot, he could almost kill himself and apologize.He held the fire extinguisher in his arms firmly, and ran to the fire not far away at the fastest speed in his life.

The little girl's cry could be heard faintly. The closer he was to the fire, the hotter the air would be. The pungent smell of burning things was mixed with the creaking sound. The feedback from all five senses told him that he should not stay here for a long time.

But he had to rescue Lu Ran.

"Brother... it hurts... woo, woo... it hurts!"

The girl's crisp crying made Cong Yu tremble. He realized what he had done as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he turned half a step blankly to look at the situation over there.

"Be patient!" Lu Ran hugged the little girl up with a big grin: "How old are you? This little injury, just bear it!"

Cong Yu: "..."

It seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

"Woo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...but my brother killed so many monsters by himself, my brother is amazing!"

The little girl was expressing her admiration for her brother while dropping the golden beans. Cong Yu looked over and found that there were two huge burns on the little girl's arms.

"That's not true." Lu Ran's voice trembled a little, the situation he was most afraid of happened.

His ability hurt his sister.

"Don't worry, my brother will be even stronger in the future! I won't... eh? You weren't the one just now?"

Cong Yu: "..."

"Why, seeing how powerful I am, you came back to look for me again? Oh? Fire extinguisher..."

The plot will come back soon.

Cong Yu, who was comfortable, soon returned to the original calm and indifferent appearance, and stood there obediently, looking at Lu Ran without saying a word.

"Come to save me...?" Seeing Cong Yu nodded, Lu Ran was stunned, "I..."

"Come back with me." Cong Yu looked at his watch again, calculating whether he could catch up with the afternoon's plot.

"Oh, oh." Lu Ran admitted that he had a little more affection for this guy, but it didn't affect his feeling that Cong Yu's spirit still had some problems.He hugged Lu Qing well, trying not to touch his sister's injured arm, and before he could open his mouth, Cong Yu took out a piece of unopened gauze from nowhere and threw it to him.

He hurriedly picked it up, and followed the little boy in front of him to the supermarket like a little follower: "That...brother, what's your name?"

Cong Yu wanted to touch his chest pocket casually: "Cong Yu, Cong of the jungle, melancholy Yu, at the Galaxy branch in Central—"

"My name is Lu Ran."

The corner of Lu Ran's mouth twitched, and he quickly interrupted him: "Just those two words, it's very simple. This is my sister, Lu Qing, on a sunny day."

Cong Yu was stunned after touching the business card and realized that he had done something stupid again.

Helpless, it became a habit for him to hand out business cards in the past, but after coming here, he only passed through his body and soul, but his wealth did not come.God knows how helpless and desperate he was when he woke up in a pitiful little bed.

The suit and watch have almost become his body, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't wear it.However, he rummaged through the original owner's house and only found this cheap suit and a renaissance-like orange electronic watch, which he could barely put on.

He nodded to hide his embarrassment, and walked forward without saying a word.

"Hey, slow down, brother? There are a lot of zombies around here, who can stand up if you go straight forward!"

"..."

Cong Yu glanced at him, and the surrounding ground suddenly trembled, rumbling and showing some signs of shattering.

Lu Ran was startled, "Earthquake? Another earthquake?"

I saw a few dark things looming between the cracked cement bricks on the ground, but Cong Yu in the center was not in a hurry, standing still as if waiting.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ran also realized something, he held his breath and didn't move any more: "Hey, hey," he murmured in a silly breathy voice, holding down his voice, "Brother, you can also do this... this... …Well?"

"Ability, I don't know why, some people will become zombies after being infected by the virus, and some people will awaken the ability."

Cong Yu endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back, and started to popularize science diligently: "Have you never seen other supernatural beings?"

"No." Lu Ran sighed, and immediately covered his mouth with a cold hand: "Uh-uh--"

"There is movement." Cong Yu began to secretly wonder why this person became the protagonist Shou, and mourned for Zuo Wan for three seconds.

In the clear sky just now, there was smoke and dust after a big fire. Under the attraction of the fire and the cover of the smoke, it is inevitable that some monsters will wait for the opportunity to move.

Cong Yu quickly calculated in his mind, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

... He remembered that only the "humanoid weapon" he threw in the supermarket could kill the monsters attracted by the fire.