The strategy of transcending the book

Ye Senbai unloaded his luggage and picked up the old man horizontally. He still learned some nursing knowledge in school. He stopped bleeding, applied medicine and bandaged the old man's leg before he breathed a sigh of relief.

The weather was a bit chilly, looking at his reddish fingers, he consciously moved some firewood and burned the fireplace red.

"I didn't expect there to be a fireplace in this place."

This thing is hard to find in most of the doomsday cities.

Ye Senbai took out a bottle of fruit and vegetable juice from his luggage. The food provided by Guan Yu could not last for three days, and he had to rely on himself for the rest, so staying in the cabin was not for rest.

Drinking some hot fruit and vegetable juice, although the taste is not very satisfactory, but the whole person relaxes, really comfortable.

Wu Lan said that this should be the last hurdle. As long as you pass it, you can return to the real world. Ye Senbai in that world is the real him. You don't have to deal with zombies every day, don't have to be afraid, and you can do what you like.

"Don't you have nothing to miss in this world?"

Ye Senbai slowly closed his eyes, and a figure appeared in his mind.

No, how is that possible.

He quickly dismissed the idea.

Hearing movement in the bedroom, Ye Senbo hurriedly got up to look. The old man had already woken up and sat up to get the water on the bedside table.

Ye Senbai hurried over to help.

The old man saw that he was not very nervous and had a kind smile on his face, "Thank you."

The old man didn't have any identity at all, as if they had known each other for a long time.

There is such an illusion.

"Young man, are you also passing by for a rest?"

He nodded obediently.

"Oh, that's right. It's really not easy to meet normal living people these days."

Ye Senbai didn't speak, but just looked at the old man, expressing his agreement.

The old man put down the steaming water cup and said, "I've seen a lot of kids like you. It's not easy to go back to the city. You can take whatever food you want here, and just save some old bones for me."

"Old man, why don't you go back to the city." Ye Senbo expressed his doubts.

The old man looked out of the window, "It's safe in the city, but the sky is not as blue as here. People who are dying, why go to the city and suffer this crime? If you go, you will suffer the crime. Why don't you just eat and drink here and enjoy your old age? It's better than going to suffer." powerful."

What the old man said was not unreasonable. The resources in the city were scarce, and the refugees were actually very harsh.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have to see Hades today."

"Old man, you are in good health, it's still too early to meet Hades."

"Is that so?" The old man's sunken eyes showed a few strands of loneliness, "I hope..."

On this messy floor, if you have nothing to worry about, you might as well die.

Hearing these words, Ye Senbai didn't wake up for a long time.

Concern, what is his concern here?

In a hurry.He who had nothing to worry about suddenly felt nothing interesting.

Why did he work so hard to return to the city?

What is he trying so hard to survive?

For the sake of Duan Zhifan, it was a joke to travel all the way to see him decent, and he was deliberately trying to prevent him, use him, and please him, but in the end it was only for himself.

If he had to have other thoughts, he, who was born with sex, really didn't notice it.

After the old man settled down, Ye Senbo slept on the sofa all night.

I don't know if it was because of the wooden house and the fireplace, I slept very soundly that night, and slept until noon the next day.

He couldn't believe it himself.

He hurriedly packed his luggage, and only took some bread and mineral water from the house, which could last more than ten days.

Saying goodbye to the old man, he set foot on the journey.

Pass through the forest, and there is a grassland, cross the river and mountains through the grassland, and then walk through a plain, and you will arrive.

The blades of the grass are sharp and painful when scratched on the skin. The grass grows about half a person's height, which is very good for concealment.

He stroked the grass very carefully, listening to the movement quietly, although it was good for the hidden grass.At the same time, some unexpected zombies will be hidden, and it will be troublesome if they are bitten.

Ye Senbo is holding a long-range gun with a silencer installed. Although this gun can't completely kill zombies, his recoil is invincible. It can generate a strong recoil at the moment of firing to push the zombies, leaving enough room for escape. opportunities without attracting other zombies.

For a person like him who prefers to survive, using this is perfect.

Through the grassland, there is a wetland in front, and then there is a quiet and immaculate lake.

Seeing the distance shortening bit by bit, Ye Senbo couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart.

Just as his footsteps were about to speed up, a violent roar shook his head. The violent shock made him unable to lift his head, and a burst of smoke and dust hit his face, making him unable to open his eyes.

What lingers in the nasal cavity is the smell of smoke and fire.

Ye Senbo knew that something must have happened in front of him, otherwise there would be a smell of explosives, and ordinary impacts would not be so violent.

He covered his ears, hooked his body and walked forward slowly.

Although I don't know who threw the gunpowder, but the appearance of this kind of thing means that there must be someone nearby.

It would be great if the people in Doomsday City happen to be on a mission.

After walking for about one or two ten minutes, he was already very close to the mountain, and he could still see the blasted gravel, rustling, and he picked up the weeds ten feet high, and what appeared in front of him was a rough figure Looking at the professional equipment on their bodies, he was still a little uncertain at first, but when he saw the logos on their clothes, Ye Senbo knew it was right.

"who is it,?!"

The other party seemed to have noticed the movement here, and pointed his gun at the grass. Ye Senbai raised his hands according to the situation, and slowly stood up from the grass.

The people in this city seemed a little surprised by the sudden appearance of a living person, and they dared to put down their guns after observing for a long time to make sure they were alive.

"who are you."

The leader looked very young, about seventeen or eighteen years old, his youthful face couldn't hide the nervous expression, and Ye Senbai could tell at a glance that he was a newcomer who had just started working.

"I'm clean, real."

The cleanliness mentioned here means whether it is infected or not, which is a set of slang words.

"Survivors?" The young man asked dubiously, "Our machine shows that there are no living people in this area, and they are all dead."

"I." Ye Senbai pointed at himself, "I am a real living person, a wanderer from Doomsday City."

"How do you prove it? Do you have a resident card."

Resident card, no, he didn't want to bring this thing with him, and he didn't expect it would really come in handy.

Ye Senbai swallowed, and took out a bracelet from his trouser pocket, "I lost that thing a long time ago, only this one has my identity information on it, but it's been too long and the battery has run out."