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wrong.

This is not right.

Cong Yu panicked and leaned back to avoid Zuo Wan's hand.The roots of his ears were so hot that he accidentally bumped into the little sister who was sleeping behind him with drool all over his face during his movements.

The little girl's vague yawn caused him to subconsciously turn around to comfort her, but he met Lu Ran's faint gaze again.

Cong Yu: "..."

It’s over.

Although he can't tell exactly where it broke, he seems to have messed up the emotional line of the script.

He shouldn't be silenced by Lu Ran, right...?

Just based on what Zuo Wan said to him just now, he felt that Zuo Wan, the protagonist, had probably gone astray--you are good, how do you express your affection for him as a cannon fodder?

This almost confession made him extremely ashamed, and he could no longer lie to himself that Zuo Wan looked at Lu Ran again through him.

What's more... Zuo Wan's words unexpectedly comforted him a little bit.

Cong Yu was worried and blushed, and wanted to scratch the wall in a hurry, but he could only pretend to be calm: "We are all just ourselves, and we don't need others to give us the meaning of existence."

"is it?"

Zuo Wan had a strange expression on his face.

In fact, he didn't figure out what moved him.Maybe it's the way the other party put all their efforts to save him when they first met him, maybe it's because this guy looks a little cute every time he's being irritable and trying to save his increasingly uncontrollable life, or maybe it's just the way he's trying to survive too pitiful.

Cong Yu nodded, his face still flushed: "It's not necessary."

He recalled the more and more strange actions of the protagonists these days, and pondered over and over which step went wrong, which led to the current result.But no matter how he recalls, he can only remember that he has almost finished all the plots that he should go.

That is to say, all this has been derailed from the moment he crossed in.

As long as "Cong Yu" is him, the plot will unswervingly go in this increasingly weird direction.

"Then," Zuo Wan chuckled, "it's okay, I can wait for it to become necessary, and I'm willing to wait."

So the crimson color on Cong Yu's face that had just faded made a comeback visibly to the naked eye, blowing his thoughts apart with a bang.

It is absolutely impossible to go on like this, and fortunately Zuo Wan's rhetoric did not reach the point of irreversibility.

Cong Yu sat blankly, his eyes were torn from Zuo Wan's body, his head was hanging down and he didn't know what to think.

After the heat in his ears subsided, he finally turned his eyes in Lu Ran's direction with a blank expression, stood up cautiously, and was grabbed by the wrist by Zuo Wan behind him: "What?"

"I want..." Cong Yu took a deep breath and cleared his throat: "Cough, I want to sit by the window."

"Come on." Lu Ran got up excitedly, startling both of them: "It happens that Qingqing likes to sit in the middle."

Of course, the more important reason was that he hoped that Cong Yu would sit on the side and not be next to Zuo Wan.

However, the hand holding Cong Yu didn't let go: "It's uncomfortable to sit on the side." Zuo Wan didn't change his face: "The windows and doors are very hard, it's better to be in the middle."

"...I..." Cong Yu got stuck and opened his mouth, "I'm motion sick."

"Hey, brother, tell me if you get motion sickness!" Ren Chenzhuo in the front row suddenly smiled, "When Si Feng wakes up, come to the front row?"

The stone in Cong Yu's heart fell to the ground, and Lu Ran and Zuo Wan consciously acted separately before he nodded his first "OK".

One took the initiative to let go of his hand, and the other hugged the little sister and got up and dawdled to the middle: "Little rabbit, sit on the side quickly~"

"..."

Fine.

The next destination everyone is currently heading for should be R city, but if they go directly according to the script, they will have to settle in the three cities of R, P, and N with their limited resource reserves.

Cong Yu was able to calmly plan their route when they hadn’t practiced it before, but once they actually got on the road today, they knew how bleak the resources they had left in their hands—frugality was indeed enough to last them all the way to City W , there are indeed not many zombies that will be encountered in the remaining plots, but even so, we can't let everyone go hungry to fight zombies.

What's more, according to the current degree of plot deviation, what will happen when they arrive in W City?What if the food reserves are still not enough?

The current situation has already made Cong Yu, who was not ready to leave, feel a little crisis. After carefully weighing the pros and cons, he still took out the map that he had pressed down in the car.

At the later stage of the script, when he was about to wrap up, the protagonist group once went to a city not far from W City - K City.

Due to the mutation of the zombies in the middle and later stages, the protagonist group almost disappeared there when they were doing missions in K City, but at the same time, there were enough food reserves in that place.However, the protagonist group at that time no longer had to worry about food reserves, so they left the mission location after a quick glance.

"City K?"

Hearing Cong Yu's suggestion, Ren Chenzhuo frowned: "...that's a small place."

Cong Yu held up the map in one hand, and drew a line on it with a pencil in the other hand: "It will take up to two hours to turn to City K."

Although there were mutated zombies there in the later stage, they should be just ordinary little monsters at this point in time.He turned around in the middle and showed everyone the map in his hand: "I mean, it takes two hours to go back and forth."

"Although this place is a small county, maybe most people will think like you, and then drive straight through this city all the way."

"Yes!" Si Feng didn't know when he woke up, rubbing his eyes and listening to their discussion.With a young heart, he spoke very thickly, and when he heard that there was a new possibility to find food, he agreed with Cong Yu with bright eyes: "What if I'm hungry and don't have the strength to fight monsters!"

"We just need to discuss it in advance." Cong Yu seemed to be orderly in every move, "This journey will take up to two hours, even if we can't find the resources we need by then, it won't waste too much time—we will still be there Arrive in City R around noon tomorrow."

It just so happened that the road sign on the expressway was pointing to City K, so as long as he changed lanes at this moment, there was still time to make a turn.Cong Yu's resolute tone obviously dispelled most of everyone's worries, Ren Chenzhuo thought for three seconds, then slapped his thigh and turned on the turn signal: "Okay, let's go then."

Sure enough, there are few people in this city, and a few people felt the difference when they got off the highway for the first time.

Most of the buildings in the block have only five or six floors, and occasionally there are one or two ten-story buildings that seem out of place in this city.

There are indeed not many zombies on the street, wandering around like lonely souls chasing the cars of several people.

The mission point in the plot is a mid-to-high-end residential area in the city center. Cong Yu was also a little at a loss, worried that he would encounter the mutated zombie that appeared later, so he just urged a few people not to get out of the car for the time being, and stayed in the car for a while. Explore the situation.

There are still many locked doors of small supermarkets and small restaurants outside the residential areas, and it can be seen that they have not been opened before the end of the world.

Everyone in the car was a little excited this time. For them, this material can almost be called a surprise, and of course they admire Cong Yu's "prophet of the unknown" even more.

Si Feng and Ren Chenzhuo, who were sent to pick up the supplies, cheerfully looked like two old farmers with a good harvest, carrying food and water to the car.

Zuo Wan frowned and couldn't stand it: "Lu Ran, go and clear the backpack at the back."

By emptying the backpacks, they can transport food back and forth more conveniently, instead of piles and piles like this.

"...Who are you ordering?" Lu Ran snorted coldly, indifferent.

Seeing this, Cong Yu sighed, and crawled into the trunk with his arms hooked: "You guys rest, I'll come."

The two of them were inexplicably competing with each other along the way, and they had to choke on each other if they didn't make it clear.Now he has given up hope that these two will follow the plot honestly, so he can only start from his own point of view - follow the script to show a unique affection for Lu Ran.

His emotional line for Lu Ran paved the way for the plot line of the original script to a certain extent. After arriving at the base, many plots depended on "Cong Yu"'s affection for "Lu Ran" to promote it.So now he is stuck in the middle of the road, riding a tiger in a dilemma.

In addition, the most important thing is that it is best to kill Zuo Wan's slight sign of something wrong in the cradle without making a sound.

In the end, Zuo Wan took the initiative to roll to the back row and emptied the two daily necessities backpacks.

The trunk of the car was in a mess at this time, all kinds of miscellaneous utensils, piles of clothes, and a few shiny guns were randomly piled there.

So when Ren Chenzhuo came back from carrying two pieces of water for the third time, what he saw was Zuo Wan frowning and holding a shotgun/shot/gun lightly, not knowing where to put it.

Can't wait to shoot?

He stuffed the two pieces of water into the trunk, showed a sunny smile, and patted Zuo Wan's shoulder with his big hand: "It happens that there is no one around here, or how about we practice here?"

"What are you practicing?" Si Feng interjected at the beginning.

"Gun!"

"Ah! I want to practice!" Si Feng babbled and suddenly felt wrong, and then covered his mouth embarrassingly: "Is there a community nearby? I just passed by to see a few scattered zombies inside. , can it be used to practice hands?"

Zuo Wan: "..."

He really didn't mean it this time.It's just that he cleaned up for a long time, but he failed to make Cong Yu, a picky guy, satisfied with the trunk he had packed, so he came back to rearrange these sundries at a loss.

"Hey!" Ren Chenzhuo saw Zuo Wan's face darkened, so he withdrew his hand, and wiped his overalls twice embarrassedly: "Don't be embarrassed, brother, I will teach you how to shoot a gun, in case you need it next time We know it."

"I do not--"

"Hey, I promised you guys to shoot the guns last time, isn't that why I didn't go?" Ren Chenzhuo couldn't help but take out the gun and hand it to Si Feng, and then waved to Lu Ran and Cong Yu who were still in the car: "Let's go!"

"...I'm just packing up." Zuo Wan, who was interrupted several times, had a subtle expression on his face. He looked at the messy pile of food that Si Feng quickly threw into the trunk, and almost sighed helplessly.

Of course Cong Yu knew that Ren Chenzhuo was a single-minded and thoughtless guy, so he quickly made a rescue after seeing this: "Let's go, it's good to practice."

Breaking out of the script, he has never been more relaxed. Generally speaking, the plot should go, but many plots may not need to be stuck so dead.

——Anyway, what does the world have to do with him after he is finished.

...Speaking of which, I have already thought of this step. Is it necessary to finish this matter?After Cong Yu got out of the car, he held the gun that Ren Chenzhuo handed him, and he had doubts about his goal all along.

What's more, where will he go after finishing his career?disappear completely?Or is it just a dream when you open your eyes again?

"Look far away."

Ren Chenzhuo wandered behind a few people in a row with his hands behind his back. The always "kind and pleasant" he finally had the appearance of a military officer: "Shotguns/bullets/guns can be equipped with scopes. But it’s not necessary, you just need to aim at the head of the zombie you want to hit, put the gun on your shoulder, and pull the trigger—”

"Take it firmly." He turned around again and returned to Cong Yu's back, "The butt of the gun is close to the muscles, otherwise it will make you cry in a while."

"..."

Cong Yu silently placed the gun stock firmly again, put his right hand on the receiver, and held the barrel of the gun tightly with his left hand.

The few people were located outside the community at this time. The street had been cleared by everyone before, and the zombies in the community were floating around, and they finally smelled the smell of fresh flesh and blood here in a certain breath.

"!"

Cong Yu squinted one eye to aim, and when the zombie rushed over stumblingly, he pulled the trigger suddenly——

pain.

He took a long breath before forcing a scream back into his stomach, but he couldn't bear it anymore and bowed forward, throwing the gun away.

The rest of the people fired one after another, and after a few "bang bang", there were not many remaining zombies in the community, and two more fell down.

It's not right.

Ren Chenzhuo frowned, and when he turned around, Cong Yu was already squatting on the ground and hugging his shoulders.

"Hey brother!" He ran over with a worried face: "You..."

"...I'm fine." Cong Yu endured for a long time without looking up: "Go on, go on."

Of course he knew that the recoil of shotguns/bullets/guns was great, but theoretical knowledge could not allow him to understand in advance how painful it was to hit someone.

Through the bulletproof suit, it seems that a muay thai fighter punched him on the shoulder—why are the protagonists next to him acting like nothing happened?

Is it really what Ren Chenzhuo said, he is too thin?

Zuo Wan also squatted down, suddenly his heart moved, and while Cong Yu was unprepared, he gently hooked his fingers to hold up his face.

"..."

The clear almond eyes contained some water vapor, and the thin eyelids were as red as mist.It must have been in so much pain that she couldn't even hold back her tears. Gululu twitched in her eye sockets, but still flowed down her cheeks.

Cong Yu quickly covered his eyes: "Don't look."

"..."

It seems a little cute.Zuo Wanwan accidentally dropped his hand, Mu stood up blankly and held the gun again.

"...Adults can cry too." Cong Yusi was still unwilling after thinking about it, lowered his head and took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe away his tears, "And I'm—"

"Physiological tears, I understand." Lu Ran slapped his tongue meanly, "Forget it, little rabbit, let Ren Chenzhuo find you someone with less recoil when there is a chance."

"Oh, okay!" Ren Chenzhuo came back to his senses, looking at Cong Yu's little expression, he felt itchy for some reason.But he knew he was an old man, so he didn't say anything, but silently arranged new tasks for several people - except Cong Yu.

When the others practiced aiming with a gun, Cong Yu followed them and threw rattan canes randomly to test the range of his recent canes.

When the others got tired of playing with guns, Cong Yu sat among them with the succulent plant in his hand, thinking about life.

The plot has deviated a lot from the original script so far.Although the overall direction is still correct in the original text, but once you look at the details, it seems that the details are different everywhere.

The extra characters, the deviation of the protagonist's emotional sustenance, and even his inexplicably improved abilities.

The combination of piles is pushing his path in a strange place.

"Would you like to try close combat again?"

Standing in the distance and shooting live targets for a long time, Ren Chenzhuo could see that these people were a little bit exhausted.

He can also understand that although firearms are based on his "aesthetics" for him, for laymen, such things as firearms and ammunition are exciting new gadgets.

Once you get started, once the freshness wears off, there is no reason to invest passion and enthusiasm in them.

"Alright." Sure enough, the replies from several people lacked interest.

Standing at a distance to fight zombies is not much different from playing FPS games in the past. After playing for a long time, only the action of pulling the trigger remains numb.

In addition, K City has a small population and residents live comfortably. Even after the outbreak of the virus, the city has not been seriously infected. It is so quiet and desolate at this moment. It is naturally boring to see the same scene for a long time.

Cong Yu obediently held the gun in his arms again, and followed everyone into the community.

He used vines to explore the way in advance, and there were not many zombies in the community, so that he wondered where the group of mutated zombies came from later in the script.

It doesn't look like a place where people will pass by, and zombies chase people most of the time. How can thousands of high-level zombies gather together?

"and many more."

Zuo Wan, who had been walking beside him, suddenly called him to stop. Cong Yu stopped quickly, and when he turned around, he saw Zuo Wan holding a gun in one arm, and groping to take off his bulletproof vest with the other hand: "You put Wear this too."

"Eh?" Cong Yu's face was a little dazed, he was holding a bulletproof suit, so he said, "It's quite dangerous, so don't use it."

Zuo Wan couldn't help but put on the heavy clothes for him.

Originally, only Cong Yu wore the thickest clothes in this team, but now that he added an extra suit of clothes, he was bulging like a small rice dumpling.He tugged at the neckline in some discomfort, and suddenly Zuo Wan helped him by the shoulder: "Hand up the gun."

"..."

He re-armed the gun in a daze, only to understand what happened when he had a flash of inspiration.

Could it be that the guy thought he was frustrated that he couldn't play with a gun?

Zuo Wan moved very quickly, and while speaking, he personally supported his hands holding the barrel and receiver, and helped him adjust the position of each finger to perfection bit by bit.

"...Thank you?" Cong Yu twitched in horror, but still resisted not moving his hand away.

Although at the moment the other party's actions were clean and tidy without the slightest glamorous atmosphere, Zuo Wan's words at about noon today had too much impact on him, and he overreacted, feeling a little ashamed and flustered.

"try again?"

Zuo Wan stood up in a beautiful mood, tilted his head and closed one eye as aiming, and then casually pointed forward with one hand: "Hit that zombie."

With a soft sound, the heads of the zombies in the distance exploded into blood, and they fell down in response.

Cong Yu touched his shoulder in surprise, after the padding was thicker, the pain really didn't hurt anymore.He couldn't help showing some smiles, and excitedly used the same technique to bang bang bang a few times, knocking down many zombies in succession.

"Very powerful." Zuo Wan stared at the smile on his lips and couldn't move his eyes away, but his mind was messed up thinking about Cong Yu's smile a long time ago.Similarly, after being praised, he was suddenly happy with his handsome side like a child: "Our marksmanship is not so accurate."

"Really?" Cong Yu licked the corners of his lips, and took aim with his gun again: "This--it's fun."

The few people in front didn't shoot. Seeing the zombies falling down one by one, Ren Chenzhuo turned back with some surprise: "Huh? Brother?"

His eyes went back and forth between Zuo Wan and Cong Yu, and finally settled on Cong Yu: "You are talented! Is this really your first time playing?"

Cong Yu's first shot was very accurate just now, but due to physical reasons, several people couldn't wait for Cong Yu to fire the second shot, so they don't know if the first shot was accurate or not.

"Yeah." Cong Yu suppressed his joy, "It was Zuo Wan who gave me the bulletproof suit."

"Okay, brother." Ren Chenzhuo happily took him to the front, and he still didn't forget to turn his head and tell Zuo Wan: "Don't worry, I'll find a way for Cong Yu when I get back. There aren't many zombies at the moment, you Be careful."

Of course, he valued this kind of talented rookie very much. At this moment, he led Cong Yu to the front row non-stop. Poor Cong Yu was wearing two sets of bulletproof suits and ran after him chubby.

Si Feng, who was the most active just now, is the most boring at the moment. Since little Lu Qing was left in the car by several people, and Lu Ran's side is empty at the moment, he just kicked his feet and wandered slowly beside Lu Ran.

Lu Ran didn't look at him, and let himself go blankly.He didn't want to go to Ren Chenzhuo's side to join in the fun, so he just casually stared at the two sets of clothes on Cong Yu's body from behind.

He was listening to Zuo Wan's speech in the car today.

In fact, it was also thanks to Zuo Wan, if this guy hadn't taken the initiative to put his attitude towards Cong Yu on the bright side, he didn't know when he would be able to get over it.

After all, he hasn't really cared about anyone since he was a child, and it's understandable that he can't match Zuo Wan's playful young master in terms of emotional enlightenment for a while.

——Besides, it looks like now, maybe he has a better chance of winning?

"...Brother, Brother Lu, are you listening?!"

Si Feng scratched his hair in dismay, this group of big men who were more wrong than the last staged an emotional drama in front of him every day, the most important character in the pitiful drama had no desires, no desires, no love for anyone, and only looked at him The actors of the play were too worried.

He wanted to have lunch, and he wanted to see those two scrambling to get something for Cong Yu.

He wanted to take a nap, but when he woke up, he happened to bump into the confession scene.

He just wanted to bring Brother Lu back to his senses right now, good guy with a silly smile on his face, he was out of his mind!

"Ah?" Lu Ran suddenly came back to his senses, "What's the matter?"

"...Brother Lu, it's time for us to fight close combat." Si Feng sighed helplessly: "I don't know what kind of wind Brother Ren is, so we have to let us practice guerrilla warfare on the spot—go into the unit building to find zombies."

"Unit building?"

The six-story buildings in front of them didn't even have an elevator, and some people had to climb the stairs to get in.

At this moment, Si Feng began to regret his reckless request just now. He should have finished his food and followed everyone else to go elsewhere. It's okay to practice some marksmanship.

"Isn't it good?" Cong Yu couldn't help but turn around when he heard that, his eyes were full of bright anticipation.

After his sudden interest in shotguns/bullets/guns, he even wanted to try to kill zombies with things other than supernatural powers—this kind of thing may be possible for male protagonists with double A speed and speed, but for him To say it is a fantasy.

At this moment, it is rare to have an opportunity to "kill the Quartet", so of course he has to hold on tightly and not let go.

"No—that's wrong." Si Feng, who wanted to hurry back to the car, was wrung by Lu Ran beside him before he could say a bad word, and he blurted out and turned the second half of the sentence around.

After Zuo Wan also caught up, everyone confirmed the building number of the unit they wanted to break into and quickly set off, and broke open the door of the unit under the leadership of Ren Chenzhuo.

The happiness of big boys is really simple.

In the last days, natural disasters and man-made disasters happened one after another, but this group of people still had a game mentality, able to find fun in simple things.

Cong Yu glanced at several pairs of eyes that were gradually stained with enthusiasm, and suddenly understood the reason why these people are the protagonists—not only their powerful abilities, but perhaps their strong mentality is also a highlight.

It is not easy to maintain one's heart in the scorching end of the world.

"Ready." Ren Chenzhuo leaned vigilantly against the wall, shrinking in a blind spot.His body is slightly arched, like a leopard in ambush, and the bulging muscles of his whole body make people look ashamed, "This may be the only chance in your life to trespass on a private house."

"..."

Why are these words so offensive?

Cong Yu activated his ability silently, and the entangled vines climbed up the handrail of the stairs.Once again, he marveled at his improved ability, "There are zombies on the third, fifth, sixth and third floors."

"Xihu on the third floor, three." He calmed down and carefully felt the feedback from the plants: "The fifth and sixth floors are all Donghu, four on the fifth floor, and two on the sixth floor."

"There is no abnormality in the corridor—no, there is a mouse hole on the fifth floor, and there is a high probability that there are mutated mice in it."

"Mouse hole?" Ren Chenzhuo's face wrinkled.

The environment in this small building is really pitiful. The corners are covered with cobwebs, and the walls are covered with blue-gray mold spots. There are also occasional pieces of wall covering in the corners of the small stairs.

In this environment, it is not surprising to have rat holes.

They exchanged glances and rushed up to the third floor, and then Si Feng broke open the door.

The zombies inside had been lingering for a long time, and at this moment there was a breakthrough, and they opened their mouths and rushed towards the team.

Cong Yu struck steadily and ruthlessly, knocking off the head of one of the zombies with one shot.

Si Feng and Zuo Wan also killed a zombie respectively, and before they had time to be happy, they saw Cong Yu stunned on the spot.

The two looked at the zombie who was beaten to death by Cong Yu in the room, and were also stunned.

It was a child who was only half the height of a person, and without hair, he couldn't even distinguish between men and women.He was missing half an arm, and the skin on one side of his face was torn off and half hung on the subcutaneous tissue. Most likely, he was bitten and eaten by another man and woman, and turned into a zombie in pain.

The female zombie was only wearing a suspender skirt, and the exposed body tissues could be seen to be torn and scarred—mostly the back.

It is only right and proper for a mother to protect her child.

But why the mother didn't take the child to escape when the virus broke out has become a question worth pondering.

"Little rabbit, don't think about it." Lu Ran came over in time and rubbed Cong Yu's head comfortingly, leading him to go upstairs.

But Cong Yu just took one more look and followed the protagonists up the stairs expressionlessly.

Since he passed through the book, he has told himself more than once in his heart that this is the end of the world and a disaster. He has long understood that anything can happen here, and he has established a psychological defense line. The people he killed were once living people.

However, the zombies I encountered before were either killed from a distance or the situation was critical and there was no time to watch them.

This was the first time he had come into close contact with zombies, and only through such close contact could he truly realize that these monsters were once of the same kind.

"Let's go." He played with the vines that had been entangled on the handrail since just now, "On the fifth floor, go and clean up the mice first."

That thing is not easy to shoot with a shotgun, it might as well burn it down quickly with a fire.

"Come on!" Lu Ran played with fireworks in his palm again, mobilized his abilities and waited to go upstairs and set them on fire.He has a quick temper, and this ability of the fire department is perfect for him-you don't have to rack your brains to study strategies, just let him burn 21 [-] and it's over.

Cong Yu didn't expect that not only the detection range expanded, but also the detection accuracy became higher: "There are a lot of mice inside...you wait first."

Several people watched helplessly as the pile of tangled vines grew without roots, became thicker a little bit, and froze in the quiet air again.

Cong Yu straightened his clothes uncomfortably: "Okay, I... temporarily blocked the mouse hole."

He admitted that this approach seemed stupid, but the mutated mouse should move extremely fast. Once the supernatural being rushed up first, it would be a hard fight. It would be better for him to cooperate with Lu Ran to get his old job.

Sure enough, Lu Ran pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing a few times before going upstairs first under everyone's eyes: "Let's go, little rabbit is worthy of being a little rabbit."

Cong Yu breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted the position of the gun in his arms, and was about to follow upstairs.

Zuo Wan behind him has been silent for a long time, and also stared at him with a cold face for a long time.He moved his fingers slightly, hesitated for a few seconds before grabbing Cong Yu's sleeve: "What can I do?"

Cong Yu frowned slightly: "Kill the zombies."

if not?

"...except for killing zombies."

Zuo Wan thinks he has found the problem.

He also knew that his ability was not easy to find in the team at the moment, and he really couldn't achieve much with his monotonous metal-type ability.Of course he is also trying to improve, but how can the improvement of supernatural powers be achieved so easily?

He wanted to do something for Cong Yu like Lu Ran.

It's incredible to say that in the past, he couldn't find anything that interested him in this world, but now he actually thinks that being able to help another person with his own hands is a pleasure or even a luxury.

It would be great if Cong Yu could rely on him more, so he wouldn't have to watch this guy working so hard to live and survive, to--

Poor, revealing himself to the world from another direction.

"Except for killing zombies? Sorry, I don't quite understand." Cong Yu recalled the plot. In fact, after the protagonist's attacking ability was fully awakened, he drove the entire team's DPS.Even Lu Ran and Ren Chenzhuo, who looked very strong before, can only be reduced to the background boards of lying wins.

But, thinking about it carefully, apart from killing zombies and pleasing the protagonist Shou, the protagonist Gong really has nothing else to do.

Seeing that Cong Yu's expression gradually collapsed, Zuo Wan quickly realized that he was just embarrassing him.He shook his head quickly: "No, then...you can kill zombies."

It doesn't matter if you just kill zombies.

He may try to do things that Cong Yu can't notice.

Under the urging of several teammates upstairs, the two went upstairs one after another in silence.

The mouse hole on the fifth floor was quickly eliminated by Lu Ran with more firepower, and even the four zombies in the room were easily killed by several people.

After these years of baptism, Cong Yu was able to watch the zombies explode into fireworks in front of him without changing his expression or beating his heart.

He hid behind the wall and shot to avoid the zombies being hit by the shot/bullet/gun in the head. He rolled a bottle of Coke that was on the family's table with vines and put it in the huge pocket of the bulletproof suit. Then continue to follow everyone upstairs.

Shotguns/shots/guns are really fun.

"Is this the last one?" Si Feng muttered dejectedly, and only after receiving Cong Yu's affirmative reply did he regain his energy.

The pile of food in the car hadn't been cleared away, and the supermarket in front of the community hadn't been emptied yet. They had already spent more than half an hour in the community alone.

Cong Yu quickly calculated the time in his mind, and the expected plots would happen in the same amount no matter whether it was sooner or later, only unexpected situations that deviated from the plots were beyond his expectation.

With confidence in his heart, he naturally has no objection to spending a little longer in K city.The only thing was that Si Feng, who was the one who yelled the most vigorously at first, was the one who was the first to get discouraged.

In the end, the house of this family looked more dilapidated than the previous ones, the door locks were rusty, and the door panels were full of scratches, not to mention the dirty floor mat at the entrance, which looked like it had been used for ten years more than.

Si Feng violently kicked open the door, and couldn't help mumbling something.

This time, the house was not like before, when the door was opened, there were zombies howling and rushing over. Instead, it seemed quiet, with only rustling noises ringing in the back of the room.

Cong Yu put the gun in place, and stopped behind the wall next to the door like last time, and waited for the zombies to pounce on him before shooting his head at close range.

The zombies inside seemed to finally smell the smell of fresh flesh, and paused for half a minute before stumbling out of the room.

Raise the gun, aim, pull the trigger—

"……wait!!"

Si Feng's sudden yell startled everyone.

Cong Yu shook his hand and almost fired, he quickly held the gun with the muzzle up to prevent it from going off.Before he could tidy up here, a few exclamations around him called his attention back.

He stood by the wall to look at the situation inside the door, but his whole body was cold: "You——!"

"Don't hit her!"

Si Feng's cry was already in a crying tone. He pinched the zombie's neck with one hand and pinned him to the ground, his voice trembling: "Don't hit her, don't hit her..."

"..."

Another zombie who looked older had been headshot and lay on the ground.

The one under Si Feng is still struggling, and from the remaining face, it can be recognized as a woman.

"...she is my girlfriend..."

Cong Yu's expression froze, and he went to see Si Feng.

The child's eyes were wet in just a few seconds, "...I just went to find her."