[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

"Brother, I cleaned up that kid and dug the pit a little deeper. Those monsters will definitely not smell bad."

The pale man cursed secretly when he heard the voice, and he would not return sooner or later, but he came back at this time.

"What?" One of the teenagers turned around and asked suspiciously, and at the same time looked at the boiling pot, and was taken a step back by the bright red color inside.

"Mom, what are you cooking?"

"Ah, it's nothing. I happened to catch a chicken in the grass today, and kept the meat as food. The remaining bones should be buried a little deeper, otherwise it would be easy to attract zombies."

The man who just came back changed his words in time, and stroked his smooth head with a silly smile, obviously reflecting the current situation.

"You also know that water is in short supply in this world, and meat can be eaten after it's cooked, so let's make do with it."

Like the two before him, his eyes were patrolling back and forth among the group of teenagers, and the seeds of greed in his heart were constantly sprouting and growing, clamoring to take their things as his own.

"Now not only plants, but also animals have begun to mutate, and zombies have sharp noses like dogs. Under such circumstances, they dare to cook meat. Aren't you courting death!"

The boy was startled, but looking at their thin bodies, he couldn't say anything, so he took out some food from his bag and handed it to them.

"Don't eat, follow us back to the base later, here, eat some bread first!"

"Ah, thanks."

The man who just came back took the bread gratefully, but gestured towards the pale man with his eyes.

No one noticed that the small knife on the ground was picked up quietly, until the young man who was still preaching felt the stabbing pain on his neck, and his pupils suddenly widened.

"Grass, you still have pity on us, treating us as beggars? What a shame to give alms!"

The pale man spat, pulled out the red-stained blade, and threw him aside like garbage.

Just like the traveler who also gave them alms just now, let the red blood stain the land dark red.

"Liu Xin!"

The few people around the woman who hadn't reacted finally came back to their senses, and just watched helplessly as the eyes of their companions gradually became gray and lost their vitality.

The scorching heat of the fireball swept across his cheeks, and the ground under the bald man's feet began to separate inch by inch, directly burying half of his body in the soil.

The pale man escaped because of his vigilance, but half of his arm was directly cut off by the wind from nowhere, and he half knelt on the ground and howled.

The armored vehicle stopped not far away, and the supernatural being who had just shot jumped out along the entrance of the vehicle, shaking his head regretfully.

"Tsk, this distance is still a bit far. I was aiming at his neck."

The pale-faced man's neck shuddered, and he looked at the group of people who had returned from the same road with apprehension.

Gu Qingyan moved her fingertips slightly, and the man with green hair was immediately nailed to the spot, and the steel needle hidden in the palm of his hand suddenly fell out, with a frightened expression on his face.

The boy closest to him was even more terrified than he was, and jumped away from that place like a rabbit. It was extremely quiet for a while, and the empty place exuded a deathly silence.

Gu Qingyan approached the bleeding boy and carefully helped him up.

Liu Xin's eyes had already been closed, his face was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss, Gu Qingyan shook her head under everyone's hopeful eyes: "I can't save it."

"How is it possible, Liu Xin was fine just now, we... didn't do anything wrong."

Some people couldn't help choking up their sobs, and the sad atmosphere infected other people. They obviously didn't want to cry, but they couldn't stop their tears no matter what.

"We just want to give them some food. Is there something wrong with that?"

Of course there are mistakes.

Gu Qingyan slightly raised her eyelids. In this end-time where people cannibalize and don't spit out their bones, having good intentions towards anyone is the greatest evil. Moreover, they have exposed their food without reservation, which is courting death. .

"What are you doing, bring the hemostatic spray, even if we leave, we have to make our teammates clean, have you learned everything in the dog's stomach?!"

Wang Jie suddenly made a sound, knelt down on one knee and wrapped the wound with a bandage to stop the bleeding.

These teenagers all came out after signing a contract with their superiors, and some of them belonged to the leaders' families. They came out to exercise their courage under the pretense of saying that they signed the contract cruelly.

Once the treaty is established, it has nothing to do with them whether they live or die. The weak flowers can't rely on external force only if they want to be entangled with thorns. Now that they have awakened their abilities, they can only achieve what they want by themselves.

"How's it going?"

Gu Qingyan doesn't have any sense of belonging to this base, and of course, she doesn't have any collective awareness of people.

Wang Jie and the rest of the people went to bury him. He just sat there and stared at the three tightly bound people.

The woman sitting on the side still hugged her child and coaxed her gently, and looked up vigilantly from time to time, lest they would suddenly rush over and snatch her child away.

The man who shrank aside at the beginning is now nodding and bowing to them, showing great hospitality to them, obviously wanting to leave with him.

"It's buried, a child with an earth ability took the initiative to dig a hole, and now several children are still crying there."

Wang Jie sighed, took out a cigarette from the deformed cigarette case in his pocket, and fumbled for a lighter with it in his mouth.

"Hey, what was cooked in that pot just now, no one dares to go to the forest now, can you find meat in the wilderness?"

Unable to find a lighter, Wang Jie felt aggrieved and pressed the cigarette on the sparkling firewood, the fire and pot on it were gone.

Gu Qingyan pointed to the backpack that was still on the side: "There, there should have been a homeless person before, who kindly gave food like those children."

There is a hint of laziness in his movements, his voice is magnetic and contagious, his narrow and long red phoenix eyes do not make people feel arrogant, and he even faintly sees a touch of tenderness when he relaxes.

Wang Jie looked at those long legs with jealousy. It's okay to be perfect, but there is no room for a height below 1.8 meters!

The food in the pot was cut into small pieces. The meaty meat that I hadn't seen for a long time didn't make people feel appetizing, but it was so disgusting that I wanted to vomit, and was buried by a forensic expert.

There are all the self-defense items in the backpack, and there should be six of them including the homeless person. Gu Qingyan has already vaguely revealed the answer to the surface.

Wang Jie obviously guessed it, his face was as if he had eaten a fly, and he felt really sad for the current world.

"Can we...can we carry it through?"

As the saying goes, there is no rule without rules, but people nowadays are not too busy running for their lives.

People who have no bottom line in the apocalypse are like ducks in water, drunk with money, and have done things that they dare not do before, and they still have a lot of followers.

In their hands, supernatural powers have become a major killer. Ordinary people are the lowest slaves in their eyes. They plunder everywhere and frantically build a kingdom that belongs to their own era.

"Why not?"

Gu Qingyan looked at him calmly: "They are the favorite type of the god of death. From the inside to the outside, even the soul emits a stench. They can survive, why can't we?"

"that is!"

Wang Jie shook his head, and returned to his previous heartless look: "There are so many antibody personnel in our base, I believe we will be able to develop a vaccine sooner or later!"

The atmosphere returned to the beginning, seeing the sunrise back below the horizon, they began to organize the weapons they needed, and the carnival of the zombies at night was about to begin again.