Zhuang Qian of Rebirth in the End Times

In City E, a zombie tore apart the body of the supernatural being, slowly chewing his flesh and blood.

This zombie was wearing low-waisted dark jeans, a light pink casual shirt, and leather boots designed as military boots. Unfortunately, they were all soaked in blood, so they couldn't see their original appearance.The zombie ate very slowly, and it seemed to be a little more elegant than other zombies. If anyone came to see it, they would be amazed. This zombie's movements showed a touch of standard dining etiquette.

The zombie lowered its head and stretched out its hand. Its hand was slender and slender, with long nails, and its blue skin was covered with bright red blood, and it was slowly lowering down, which looked a little strange.

The zombie took out a crystal from the head of the supernatural being. It was milky white. The zombie tilted his head. This thing is very delicious, better than other foods.

He silently gnawed off the delicious crystal, and slowly left the place.After that, a large number of zombies poured out of the building, and began to eat away half of the remaining evolutionaries on the ground.

City C, safe zone.

Zheng Yuwen walked out the door and took a deep breath.Now he is a second-level evolutionary. He took the team on a mission yesterday, and they are all resting this week.

He has been in this safe zone for some days. They absorbed some people and sacrificed some people. Of those who finally arrived in the safe zone, there were only four people who were with him at the beginning, but now there are only three left.

He walked slowly along the road, and came to the edge of the city wall in the safe zone. There are many people working here to thicken the city wall again and again. Every day's labor can be exchanged for a piece of rough bread and a bowl of watery rice. Rice soup out of rice.He sighed, the apocalypse really hurts people a lot, the people here may have been enjoying the air conditioner in the office four months ago, but now their lives are not as good as those of farmers working in the fields.

Suddenly there was a commotion in front, and he couldn't help but walk over.

He saw a sallow and thin child blocked by a young girl, and a middle-aged woman stood opposite the young girl.The girl turned her back to Zheng Yuwen, and he could only see her slim back.

The middle-aged woman looked sallow and haggard, looked at the girl anxiously, and yelled fiercely but sternly: "He is my son, what's the matter with doing some work?" It can be seen that she has had a good life in the past, and her withered yellow messy hair can be seen delicately. The shadow of the big wave, although I have done a lot of work for a long time, it has not completely erased the shadow left by the past life. I guess I used to have a leisurely job in an office.

The girl's back straightened even more, her voice was clear and moving, it was soft but firm: "He's only five years old! You'll kill him."

After arguing for a while, Zheng Yuwen understood the situation. The mother brought her son to work on the city wall. The child cried and refused. The woman slapped the child, and the child had to work sobbing.The girl couldn't bear to see such a young child being forced, so she stopped the woman.

The girl was not tall, but she was not short either. She had a good figure. She was wearing a light yellow top and a pair of whitish jeans. Her smooth black hair hung down and was dyed a touch of gold in the sun.Zheng Yuwen couldn't help but want to see what this kind girl looks like, maybe she has an angel face.He stepped forward: "Auntie, why do you have the heart to force your child?"

The girl turned her head in surprise, and there was a promoted man standing behind her. He was so young, yet so tall, and his handsome and upright face was filled with sympathy for this child. She couldn't help feeling a little fond of him.

The middle-aged woman finally couldn't maintain the ferocity on her face, squatted down in grief and anger, and howled loudly: "Do you think I think so? What do you know, the child's grandparents need someone to take care of them, and the child's father broke his body to save us?" The child's brother is missing, the whole family can work, and a pie needs to be cut into three parts! Do you think I am willing to force him, he is my heart, I used to let him do nothing , I’ll give him whatever he wants, do you think I don’t feel sorry for him working? Ah?! But if he doesn’t work, he’ll starve to death!!!…”

The middle-aged woman cried more and more sadly, and finally the child also cried, hugging her and calling "Mom."

"I'm sorry, auntie... I... I don't know" the girl knelt down in pain, patting the middle-aged woman on the back, and tears rolled down from her eyes.

"Don't cry." Zheng Yuwen bent down and took out all the food stamps he was carrying, which were eliminated in the past and became the only currency in circulation in the safe zone, "Auntie, these are for you, you can eat them for a long time. "

The middle-aged woman froze for a moment, thanked him with sobs, and accepted the gift.In the last days, one's backbone is worth less than a bowl of rice soup.

"My name is Shu Yuwei." The girl turned her back and walked backwards. Her eyes were still a little red, but after crying, her eyes became brighter and very beautiful.

"I'm Zheng Yuwen." Zheng Yuwen smiled very gently.He hadn't seen such a lively and energetic person for a long time. In fact, it hadn't been long. It was only four months after the end of the world, but he felt as if a century had passed.The women he sees every day have disheveled hair, dirty faces and bodies, looks of exhaustion and despair, but they seem to be spurred and supported by something to do work that they would never do before, living numbly.He sympathizes with these people, but he doesn't want to see them. He feels that although it is the end of the world, as long as everyone works together, there is always hope. These people make him feel a strong sense of despair.

"Oh, I heard you

. "Shu Yuwei showed a smile, like sunshine, "You are the captain of Lie Yan Squad. "

The Flame Squad is a team founded by Zheng Yuwen. The safety zone encourages survivors to organize their own teams. After registration, they can accept tasks in exchange for supplies—such as food stamps.

Zheng Yuwen also showed a hearty and sunny smile to the girl, and he looked forward firmly: "It's nothing, I just want to kill more zombies. You know, I believe that as long as everyone is united and helps each other, everyone You can definitely survive!"

Shu Yuwei was stunned, the person in front of her seemed to be glowing when she said this, like a savior.

She smiled, how could she think so.She turned around and walked to Zheng Yuwen's right: "You are really a good person, I believe in you."

When Shu Yuwei was circling, her long black hair drew a beautiful arc, and the tip of her hair carried a girlish fragrance, which made Zheng Yuwen a little intoxicated. He turned his head, and the girl looked up at him, her eyes were pure and clean, and her face Still with a hopeful smile, he couldn't help but blushed a little.

Shu Yuwei didn't notice Zheng Yuwen's abnormality, she also looked in the direction Zheng Yuwen was looking at just now: "I also believe that life will gradually improve and everyone will survive."

The girl's voice was still so cool and pleasant, just like when she mustered up the courage to protect that weak child, she was extremely firm.Zheng Yuwen stared at his back and was stunned.

Shu Yuwei felt that the person next to her stopped, and she couldn't help but look at Zheng Yuwen. He looked at him very seriously, blushed, and punched him angrily: "I can't watch the lady in a daze, but I think you He's a good guy."

"Hehe, I apologize to Miss Yuwei, please forgive this poor gentleman."

"Hate."

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The middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion carefully took the thin child and walked quickly on the way home. She looked around from time to time, as if something was following her.

"Don't worry about it, old woman. Everyone has seen that you have gained a lot of benefits from the public. Should you share it with others? I haven't had enough to eat for a long time." Suddenly, a dozen young people who were angry Walking out, the leader had a cigarette in his mouth, and arrogantly exhaled a blue cloud of mist. The others looked at him enviously. It is very difficult to get a cigarette in the last days.

The middle-aged woman hugged the child: "Master, please, my family is starving to death, please."

"Cut, if you don't know good from bad, call me."

With an order, everyone beat and kicked around the middle-aged woman, not even letting go of the child.

"Mommy mommy!……"

Hearing the cry of the child, the middle-aged woman screamed. She knelt on the ground in a state of distress, and the dust all over her body made her worn-out clothes look like rags: "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you! Lord, Spare the child!"

Her voice could be heard everywhere, but no one came to help her, only someone in the distance spat on the ground: "Unlucky! I was preempted."

The middle-aged woman tremblingly took out a stack of food coupons in her arms, cried and knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Master, leave one for me, my family hasn't had enough food for a long time."

The leader left the cigarette butt on the ground, and threw down a food stamp: "Seeing that you are sensible, I won't beat your son, but I still have to punish you for not stopping me just now, Xiao Huang, slap her four times."

Immediately, someone slapped the middle-aged woman four times, and her sallow face finally turned red, but it was a pity that there were thick and swollen slap marks attached to it.

The woman crawled on the ground to thank Dade, humbly hugged the child, tears ran across her red and swollen face, turning the dust into dark muddy water.

"Let's go, let's go eat, Mayor Shu's daughter is such an idiot." The leader counted the food stamps in satisfaction.

"But that little girl looks really good."

"That's right. If it wasn't for his father, we'd have a taste of her sooner or later. She's just a baby."

"Tch, even if the supernatural person is lucky, he doesn't look smart."

"That's right, it's in broad daylight, isn't it a tribute to food stamps for us? Haha"

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A group of people laughed and walked away. The middle-aged woman wiped away her tears indiscriminately, leaving a few black mud marks on it.She carefully picked up a food stamp on the ground, as if she had picked up a rare treasure, then she hugged the child tightly, and staggered towards home, her eyes were cloudy and dark yellow, like an old man, who knew that she used to Is it a civil servant who is under forty?

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"Mayor Shu, it's time to eat." Someone put the food in front of Mayor Shu respectfully. He is no longer the mayor, but he likes to be called like that.His father-in-law has real power in the military region of city C. As long as he is obedient and doesn't cause trouble, he can live a carefree life based on the old man's doting on his niece.It can only be that the woman has turned into a zombie. In order to prevent the old man from thinking of his daughter, he is afraid that he will not be able to get close to women for a while.

On the plate in front of him was a bowl of white rice, several pieces of braised pork, as well as shredded cabbage and cold cucumber, which were already very rare in the apocalypse.

"Father!" Shu Yuwei walked into the room happily, with a blush on her face.

Mayor Shu is rare

Showing a sincere smile: "Wei Wei, what good happened?"

"Dad, I seem to have someone I like!"

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At night, the middle-aged woman massaged her husband's leg carefully. Although it was broken, the muscle could not shrink, otherwise it would rot.

"What happened during the day today? My parents are already asleep, so you can tell me." The man looked at his wife distressedly. Five months ago, she had lost her temper with him over a 3000 yuan coat, but now she seems to have lost her temper. 20 years old.

The middle-aged woman carefully looked around, her son was already asleep, and the two old men were also snoring loudly. It was a small room, but five people were crammed into it. There was no place to stand, and there was no light in the room. , only moonlight.She sneakily took out a few food stamps from her clothes, which she hid alone, and they were all of small denominations, too big to be used once and prone to accidents.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, as if he understood something, he stretched out his hand to caress the woman's red and swollen face, as if treating a piece of fragile porcelain carefully, and didn't dislike her withered face and gloomy eyes at all, as if she was still the one who kept her. Very good woman: "Oh, it's hard for you, if it wasn't for my legs..."

"Nonsense, if it weren't for you, I would have died a long time ago." The middle-aged woman glared at the man, then buried her head and continued to massage him, but her burning face seemed to be much better.

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