Doomsday cultivation [rebirth]

The Tongzilou that Zhong Yue rents is located in the center of N, where the transportation is convenient and the population is large.City N has been wanting to renovate this area for many years, and many developers are hesitant to look at the densely packed ants in the building.

Dense population creates dense zombies.When the two of them came back, it was just dawn, and the building was full of vigilance and clicking sounds.At first glance, it sounds like a morning wake up, but it is actually just zombies hitting various decorations in the tube building unconsciously.

"You... like living in a place like this?"

Song Yiran asked this question with great difficulty. Although Zhong Yue is a human-unicorn hybrid, as long as it is an intelligent creature, it has the instinct to love cleanliness.Although not everyone can clean up the room on time and keep it tidy, they will definitely choose the latter without hesitation compared with messy furniture and clean furniture.

"I cleaned it up."

Zhong Yue was a little embarrassed, his adoptive father was obsessed with cleanliness when he was young.So for him, being spotless was a horror.Although he has overcome it now, he still subconsciously chooses a lively place.

Now...it's really lively.

"Why don't you ask for those instant noodles?"

Song Yiran shook his head, that's why they came.Although he does not lack that little instant noodles, it is not the same thing after all.

"Let's go, you are in front, I am behind."

"Row."

Turning around the alley and entering the community, the two stood side by side, fighting against the zombies on the left and right.

It has been less than a week since the end of the world, and most of the zombies are still very low-end, and they are here to deliver food.But Song Yiran is not a perpetual motion machine like Zhong Yue, and he will get tired if he chops too many vegetables.

"Which tube building did you rent?"

"Hurry up, it's at the end of this piece."

fall!

"At the back, then you wouldn't have said that we went around the back wall?"

"I forgot."

"Zhong Yue, have I told you that there are planes in my space?"

This is Chi Guoguo's post to show off his wealth, but Zhong Yue is not afraid: "Do you like airplanes? The boss has collected a few airplanes. If you like it, I will exchange it with him."

"Qin Kai, can the plane still fly?"

"Absolutely, you have to believe in the wisdom of the engineering male domineering president."

The engineering man and the domineering president... It seems that something strange has mixed in.There was another zombie facing him. Song Yiran's custom-made Tang Dao looked at it, and when he let go of his hand, the Tang Dao was finally scrapped.

He also thought about it, and it seemed that he was going wrong: "I mean, I have a plane, and I can find a roof to evacuate directly at any time."

"Huh? Are you going to leave me alone?"

"Yes."

Zhong Yue wanted to cry but had no tears: "Then why did you give up on them?"

Song Yiran turned his head. It turned out that at some point, people's heads began to poke out of the Tongzilou.Different from the blue-faced fangs of the zombies, these people have yellow and thin faces and don't look good, but they can still be seen.

They rushed all the way to the depths of the tube building and cleared the main road.Some people took the opportunity to flee quickly, while more people went downstairs and followed them at a distance.

"How do you give up?"

Although he has lived three lifetimes, in essence he still agrees with the world view of the Great Three Thousand Cultivation Realm.There is kindness for kindness, and there is revenge for revenge.Wu En has no complaints, he can control it if he wants to, and he can ignore it if he doesn't want to.

"Let's go, I have an underground passage."

"Two little brothers, save us."

Before the two of them could take a step, a white-haired old man came forward with his grandson in his arms, and knelt down on the concrete floor.Someone came forward, and the desire to live prompted everyone to take action.They came up and surrounded the two of them, their eyes full of hope.

"How to help?"

Song Yiran asked softly, and someone immediately offered him a package.He and Zhong Yue walked in front, they were in the rear, and then everyone ran to the government base together.

These people put forward generous conditions: they will listen to them when they arrive at the base.

"You can't go without the two of us?"

Song Yiran asked back, with obvious impatience in his tone.Zhong Yue stood in front of him: "We have to go home to get important things, and we have to continue walking inside."

The audience said that we can wait for you until the end of time~~~

"Then just wait."

Pushing away the middle-aged man standing in front of him, Song Yiran walked straight in.Zhong Yue was right about one thing, with these people around, he couldn't take out the plane at all.Even if it was taken out, a suitable take-off address could not be found.

"Save my son, zombies...the zombies are here."

The middle-aged man holding the young son burst into tears, his eyes full of horror.

So much fresh flesh and blood attracted zombies to approach.The people who had promised to wait in place ran behind Zhong Yue one after another, exposing him alone to the sight of the zombies.

"Run."

Zhong Yue picked up Song Yiran and ran in quickly.As for the people behind, how could he be faster.Ignoring the zombies along the way, they soon reached the innermost part of the tube building.

Entering the door and going upstairs, there are still crowds of people below, and the shouts of the crowd come in through the windows that are not closed, and the cry of mourning is louder than that.

"Where are the instant noodles?"

Song Yiran frowned and stared at this room. There were cigarette butts all over the floor, and the sofa could be seen as a famous product, but it was badly burned by the cigarette butts.In the trash can next to it, the remaining soup in the instant noodle box has already gone rancid.

"Or are those instant noodles still edible?"

Zhong Yue opened another door and walked to the basement.Compared with the mess above, here is another world.The instant noodles are neatly stacked outside the glass display window, while various guns and ammunition are placed at this end.Stretching out, there's even a small shooting range.

Now he believes that Zhong Yue is a moron, and he was able to build such a large project from the bottom of the tube building.Even if it is modified with a wartime air-raid shelter, it will take a lot of effort.

"You like airplanes, you can exchange these things."

Who is the fool? In the last days, is it more important to have an airplane that burns oil, or is it more important to have guns and ammunition that can kill zombies to ensure one's own strength?The answer is self-evident, but Song Yiran still has a doubt, these things are all Zhong Yue's, what does it have to do with him.

"What's mine is yours, and what's yours is yours."

Zhong Yue was very serious when he said this, and while speaking, he opened the safe, a safe on one wall, and there were several big coins in it.

"This is what the Xie family wanted. I sent them the core. As long as it is installed, a bomb can blow up an entire city. And the most important thing is that there is no nuclear radiation. It is a pity that the core is gone. Let's do it now." not come out."

"and also."

A black bag appeared out of thin air in Song Yiran's hand, it was the one brought by the trader Zhong Yue.

"Sent it, Xiao Ran, do you know that the deposit and final payment given by Xie's family were all replaced by that batch of medicine, as well as some simple guns and bullets. Xie's family really helped a lot."

Holding the black box, Zhong Yue smiled very heartily.Song Yiran was gradually affected by his emotions, and before he could laugh out loud, there was a loud noise from above the basement.

The locked door was opened, and Song Yiran hurriedly packed all the things in the basement into the Kongming Ring, and when they came up, it was the bedroom, where they were packing things.

"Save us, this is just a little effort for you."

There is no end!Song Yiran is really working hard. If this is a year after the end of the world, he will usually rescue him, but now:

"Can't you save yourself? Open your eyes and see those zombies downstairs, they run slower than you, move slower than you, and they have no brains. Just pick up the kitchen knife at home, and you can easily kill them. One of you Is this man worthless? In peaceful times, it’s okay to watch the unarmed cultist KFC beat the girl to death. Now it’s your turn, your family’s turn, and you still don’t take action? Wait for the police and the army to come to the rescue!”

"Can……"

"I didn't know you before, and I won't know you in the future, so this matter has nothing to do with me."

Throwing away a tear gas bomb, Song Yiran went into the underground passage again.Putting away his things, he threw a torch towards the entrance.The flames were blazing, and the empty dark room was completely secret, and those who guarded outside the room had to face the reality.

Either die, or cut zombies yourself.But the zombies are so powerful, what if they get injured?If the zombies return to normal and their family members find them, they won't be able to pay even if they sell the house, and they may even go to jail.

How to do?