Let's see what kind of world he created

At twelve o'clock at noon, the sun rolls to the south along the fixed track that has not changed for thousands of years. The sky is pure blue, as if it has taken away the brilliance of the ground to strengthen itself. The bright colors form a strong contrast with the gray and dark ground landscape.

There was no cloud in the sky, and the sun shot straight to the ground without any obstruction, scorching the bare road surface, causing layers of heat waves to rise up, and rushing towards the air with claws and teeth.

A sparrow flew by from low altitude.Its wings flapped extremely slowly, its body was on the verge of falling, and it seemed that it could barely maintain its flying posture.The flight trajectory is also irregular, crooked, unable to connect in a straight line, as if flying very tired, but dare not fall down.

It circled in mid-air in panic, hovering over the empty street for a long time, disconnected wires and crumbling signboards are not accessible, only a street tree with green leaves is lying on the side of the road.

It circled the tree several times hesitantly, but dared not stop.

But it's just too tiring.

The wings did not know how many times they flapped, and every time they repeated it, they were so sore. The dust on the feathers, which were not very bright, made it look like a flying mud.

It can't fly anymore.

I will rest for a while, just for a while, it should be nothing.It looks like it's safe here, there won't be...

A gust of wind blew by, and the green leaves on the branches of the street trees shook slightly, as if beckoning to it.

It made up its mind, waved its wings laboriously, flew over, and landed on it quietly.

One second, two seconds,... five seconds.

After a long flight, it stopped suddenly and its sore wings prevented it from leaving. A short rest could not relieve this deep fatigue.

As if bewitched, it silently shifted its position, greedily wanting to rest for a while.

One second, two seconds, ... five seconds

The sparrow bathed in the sun, closed its eyes, felt the tremor of the feathers when the breeze passed by, its vision was replaced, and a wonderful picture seemed to appear in front of it, and it couldn't help but open its mouth.Fresh anger spread in the air.

When it closed its eyes, an uninvited guest came down from the dwarf street tree.

A pale, haggard hand with two broken fingers stretched out towards it, moving slowly, as if afraid of disturbing it, but when I looked carefully, I found that the muscles connecting the hand were too stiff and could not be fully stretched, causing it to only Can catch prey at such a speed.

Looking up along this arm, a pale and terrifying face came into view.Human-like, but not quite human-like.

Just when "he" was about to grab the poor sparrow, there was a muffled sound, the little sparrow fluttered its wings in shock, the hand was kept high, and the owner was shot in the head with precision, bursting blood and brains When he came out, his already dead body swayed on the spot and fell to the ground.

"the last one."

After a while, a human voice came from the position where the bullet pierced through the air just now, and a tall figure came out from the corner.

He was wearing a camouflage uniform that was smeared with blood and all kinds of dirt, with a barely recognizable camouflage color. He had a saber and ammunition on his waist, a gun on his back, and a gun in his hand. Only zombies died under this gun.

At this time, he was talking into the communicator, and he scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes like a blade, paced to the side of the zombie, kicked it with his feet, but found nothing of value.

After a while, there was the sound of an engine, and a gray-looking off-road vehicle drove over from the direction he had just appeared, and did not stop when passing him. The rear door opened, and he took a few steps before jumping in.

The car body was bumped a few times due to his jumping in. He found his own seat and sat down. He instinctively took off his coat. As soon as he sat down, a person leaned forward like a boneless person.

"What about the prosperous and prosperous metropolis that was agreed upon?" Cheng Yue leaned on his shoulder, muttering with his eyes closed, "What good is this place other than having a lot of people?"

Hearing this, the man smiled, helped him adjust a more comfortable posture, and coaxed him: "I'll go back after the task is completed, and I won't stay for a few days."

Cheng Yue groaned with a puffy face, stretched out his arms to reach his ears as if venting his anger, and pinched gently, the sentry who had just experienced a battle naturally stuck to him, seeking spiritual compensation from this way of skin-to-skin contact .

Of course, Yan Jian was mostly indulging him in causing chaos.

They were so close that no one in the carriage could stand it anymore.

Just when Yan Jian put her head on Cheng Yue's palm, a crisp female voice came in: "I said Cheng Yue, you are enough, I want to open a room and turn left two blocks away. Pretty girl, I advise you to go to bed in front of her and calm down."

Cheng Yue jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his face flushed red: "Ming Xiao, will you be able to suffocate if you shut up?"

The woman named by him leaned forward, a small saber in her hand turned like a flower, her phoenix eyes curved, and she replied with a smile: "Yeah, what's the matter? If you want me to shut up, it's up to you? "

Cheng Yue: "Qin Yan ignores you, so you're looking for someone else's business?"

"To shut up!"

Ming Xiao's eyes froze, and the mental pressure of the A-level sentinel rushed straight to Cheng Yue. Cheng Yue was unconvinced and wanted to push back, but how could he, a B-level guide, be able to withstand the mental pressure of a high-level sentinel? He fished it back and pushed himself up: "Don't make trouble!"

He glared at Ming Xiao, and released a stronger mental suppression than she had just now, the warning meaning was very obvious.

Qin Yan, who had been sitting next to Ming Xiao, said in time: "Ming Xiao, don't bully him."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ming Xiao immediately withdrew his hand, embraced his shoulders, and leaned over to rub his neck.

Qin Yan's ears were slightly red, and he heard her whisper: "Are you finally willing to talk to me?"

He patted Ming Xiao's back stiffly, defending himself: "I didn't ignore you."

Ming Xiao was noncommittal, and took his hand to play with it.

This is what Ning Chengyou saw when he opened his eyes. Two waves of powerful affection showed his face, and the pink breath in the air made him cover his eyes and wailed: "I think I'm going to go blind, you guys Are you here to set out a mission or to form a group to show affection?"

Cheng Yue retorted: "Who showed affection?"

When he said this, he was still leaning on Yan Jian's leg, complaining "Why are your legs so hard that your neck hurts?" He moved to a comfortable position, and Yan Jian's hand was placed on his forehead, touching his skin The way to replenish his mental strength.

Ming Xiao took a look at him, gathered his half-open coat, and mouthed: "Gay means gay."

Cheng Yue pouted.

Ning Chengyou could only smile.

A group of them came here to perform a mission.Representing the government to pick up a professor from country M, the specific reason was not informed because of insufficient authority.The originally agreed location was a suburb with few people in the neighboring city. Unexpectedly, the plane carrying the professor was hijacked by an unknown person over the city and made an emergency landing. Before losing contact, he sent them a signal to guide them here. .

This team originally only had five people, namely the captain Ning Chengyou, the deputy team Zhang Bei—who was driving ahead—Ming Xiao and Qin Yan, a pair with a 90.00% fit, and Cheng Yue who was temporarily stuffed in.

It stands to reason that Cheng Yue, as a B-level guide, shouldn't be involved in this kind of mission, but he doesn't know what's going on, so he insists on joining together.As a son who usually walks sideways in the military headquarters, no one dared to stop him. The superiors were afraid that he would be in danger, so they asked Ning Chengyou to take care of him.

Ning Chengyou really had a headache for such a character for a few days at the beginning, until Yan Jian rushed over.This senior sentinel is said to be Cheng Yue's childhood friend. He grew up with him and has a good understanding of Cheng Yue's temper. Looking at the entire team, this is the only person who can hold Cheng Yue and easily control this demon king. .Although the method used is a bit special, but in the end it is enough to hold it.

In this way, Ning Chengyou's nerves that were on the verge of collapse were saved, so he didn't care about his temporary queue jumping behavior.

Without being distracted from protecting him, Ning Chengyou can concentrate more on extending his mental tentacles to check the surrounding situation.

As a double S-level guide, his mental strength is needless to say, and even his physique is much stronger than ordinary guides. He doesn't need additional protection, and he can handle it by himself.This is also the reason why the superiors decided to make him the captain.

After the outbreak of the apocalypse, the usefulness of these special talents has greatly increased. The number of S-level guides in the country is limited, and double S-level guides like him are even rarer. It took the country many years to cultivate so few. Naturally, we must make the best use of them. .Give him a small task to practice his hands first, and then he will be entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

He withdrew his gaze from the other people and held his breath.An S-level guide with strong spiritual power can attach mental tentacles to living bodies, and use the eyes of living bodies to observe. This is how he borrowed the little sparrow to check the situation on this street just now.But there seems to be no living body here for the needs.

Ning Chengyou frowned, and released his mental body from the sea of ​​consciousness.

The little white-haired fox materialized on his lap, was awakened by him, and looked up at him in a daze.

The state of the mental body is affected by the master. If it wasn't for a temporary change of plan, Ning Chengyou should be resting at this time. Therefore, the mental body is sleeping deeply in his mind.

His spiritual body is a fox, and everyone who has seen it says that it is worthy of the name, because Ning Chengyou himself is like a fox.But this clever and cunning creature has an extremely simple name—"Fufu", which is said to be given by his instructor with a very unique accent from a coastal city. He didn't bother to think about it, so he just kept using it.

"Fufu," he pointed forward, "go and see the situation."

Fufu stood up unsteadily, nodded, the tip of his tail brushed the back of his hand, and jumped out with brisk steps.

The other people in the carriage watched his series of actions, not surprised.

Under normal circumstances, only highly matched sentries and guides can see each other's spiritual bodies. If they are high-level sentries or guides with strong spiritual power, they can also choose whether to expose their spiritual bodies to others, but the mental power consumed will be more many.In the current situation, Ning Chengyou didn't want to waste his extra mental power, so he didn't let Fufu show up.

He shares vision with Fufu, checking the situation ahead through Fufu's eyes.

Fufu ran very fast, the scene in front of him changed obviously, and he ran out of the block in a few breaths.

No abnormalities were found.

The vehicle continues to drive forward.

Fufu stayed at the intersection for a while, smelled it, and ran to the right.

Something seems wrong?

Sensing Fufu's emotions, Ning Chengyou realized that it seemed to be looking for something, and he felt tight, knocked on the window in front of him, telling Zhang Bei to drive more slowly.

Then he saw the scene in front of him change several times, and stopped at the entrance of a small supermarket.

Ning Chengyou: "..."

So it turns out that you are hungry and smell the food, right?

He sighed helplessly, reflecting on whether he had skipped too much of Fufu's snacks, causing it to not let go of even a small supermarket that was obviously empty.

Just as he was thinking about whether to feed it a few compressed biscuits later, Fufu suddenly entered a fighting state, with a low growl in his throat, tensed all over, and walked towards one of the shelves.

Ning Chengyou immediately became alert, his eyes fixed on the shelf, and he noticed a slight shaking there.

is a person?Or zombies?

He controlled Fufu to go around silently, passing by the shelves filled with scattered snack bags, the sight in front of him made his pupils constrict——

Zombie corpses all over the ground.

Even though he has seen countless such scenes along the way, Ning Chengyou was still shocked by the astonishing number.

He made a rough estimate, there are probably more than a dozen zombies piled up here and there.

You must know that this is just a small supermarket, and there may not be so many customers in a day, how could there be so many zombie corpses appearing here at the same time?

Moreover, he carefully identified it, and there were indeed only zombie corpses there, not a single person.

Fufu loves cleanliness and walks away from the corpses of zombies. Ning Chengyou took a look when he passed by and found that the corpses were severely injured in the head. It can be said that the blows were precise and the strikes were ruthless. At first glance, it was an experienced method, it was a murder of?

Who?

Ning Chengyou looked around sensitively, and sure enough, in front of the pile of zombies, he found a pile of cardboard boxes neatly stacked around the corner, like a barrier.

There must be something there.

Before Ning Chengyou had time to give the order, he felt his eyes shake twice, and then stabilized again. Fufu had already climbed to the top of the carton with the help of the shelf.

He stabilized his mind, looked down, and met a pair of pale green eyes.

Ning Chengyou was shocked.

What did he see?

a child?

Fufu stood on a high place. From a condescending perspective, it was indeed a child. His figure was thinner than an adult's, and his cheek contour was also immature. He looked no more than ten years old at most.

It's just that his eyes are a bit too cold, not like an ordinary child at all.

The child's face was covered with smudges, bloody and dusty, only a pair of eyes were abnormally bright, his clothes were torn, and he was holding a long-haired creature in his arms. Ning Chengyou managed to recognize it with his 20 years of cognition. is a cat.

The cat's eyes stood in a straight line, and it was staring at this direction covetously, with a threatening whine from its throat, as if through Fufu's eyes, it saw Ning Chengyou hiding behind.

This feeling of being targeted by some kind of large beast made Ning Chengyou instinctively feel the danger.

How could a child appear in such a place?

He made a decisive decision, ordered Fufu not to move, and then asked Zhang Bei to drive to the small supermarket.