Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

Qing Yan sat beside an unmelted snowdrift, looked down at the map, and occasionally grabbed a ball of snow from his side, crumpled it up and handed it to Wei Mu to play with.

The sun came out of the sky, but there was no temperature at all. When the snow melted, the temperature dropped extremely fast. At a glance, there was no sign of living things in the ice and snow.

Looking up, there is a very deep and wide rift valley more than one meter away in front of Qing Yan.

The terrain at the bottom of the rift valley is extremely uneven, with high and low terrain, but there are densely packed zombies.

Most of these zombies should have fallen, but they couldn't find a way to get up, so they could only wander underground.

Qing Yan leaned over slightly, and could see that some depressions under the rift valley had been filled with yellow sand. There should have been many zombies that had turned into loess because they could not eat for a long time.

Evolved zombies can gain strength and satiety by devouring other zombies, but ordinary zombies do not have the ability to eat other zombies, and will treat other zombies as companions.

If an evolutionary zombie came at this time, the zombies in this rift would probably be able to eat it for several months.

"Amu, do you have any zombies you want to eat?"

Qing Yan looked sideways at Wei Muwen who was piling up snow.

Wei Mu glanced at the bottom of the valley, then looked away with a look of disgust, as if Qing Yan asked such a stupid question.

Qing Yan was amused by his contemptuous eyes, and joked again: "If you want to eat, tell me, and I'll catch it for you."

Hearing that Wei Mu finally couldn't bear it anymore, he rolled up a ball of snowballs and hit Qing Yan's head fiercely, "Look at their ugly appearance, do you want to eat it?"

Who knew that Qing Yan really looked at the zombies carefully, then shook his head, "It really doesn't look delicious."

Wei Mu rolled his eyes.

According to common sense, zombies eat humans, so why did Qing Yan turn it around?

However, Wei Mu did have an appetite for these zombies, but as his consciousness became clearer, his desire for eating zombies became weaker.

It seemed that eating people or zombies would make his consciousness cloudy, and the more he ate, the harder it was to regain clarity.

If Qing Yan hadn't been feeding him inhuman meat, he should be no different from those ordinary wandering zombies now.

"But how do we get there?"

Qing Yan followed the edge of the rift and looked into the distance. The rift was so long that it couldn't see the end. If the detour was too far, you could go straight there, and you had to go through the corpses again.

It would be great if he could jump directly to the opposite side, which would save a lot of trouble, but unfortunately the height of the cliff on the opposite side was higher than the ground where he was, not to mention that it was far away and there was thick fog all around, so he would fall if he was not careful.

Just as he was thinking about what method to use, Wei Mu suddenly stood up, raised his chin slightly and said, "You have to rely on me at critical moments, what use is it to you."

Qing Yan raised his head, seeing Wei Mu's arrogant expression, he couldn't help complimenting him with a good temper: "What Amu said is true, so you have to protect me well."

These words made Wei Mu feel even better. He nodded, took off his coat, and pieces of bone blades appeared from behind. The blade surface of the blade is really no different from wings.

Qing Yan wanted to applaud and praise Wei Mu for being so handsome, but before he could say anything, Wei Mu came over and picked him up roughly, flapping his wings and flying over.

That is to say, Wei Mu can treat Qing Yan so casually. If it were someone else, he would have been cut off by Qing Yan before he touched Qing Yan.

It's just that when the two flew to the opposite side, Wei Mu folded his wings and looked down the rift valley, as if he found something that interested him.

"What's wrong?" Qing Yan glanced sideways.

"There's something here." Wei Mu glanced across the zombies for a moment, and finally stopped on a female zombie.

As if aware of something, the zombie raised his head and looked over.

Qing Yan frowned, feeling that this zombie seemed different from other zombies.

"Give me a handful of jerky." Wei Mu said suddenly.

"Amu?" Qing Yan realized that it was not Wei Mu who wanted to eat, he was secretly displeased, but obediently took a handful of jerky and handed it to Wei Mu.

Unexpectedly, Wei Mu jumped down the rift in the next moment, went straight to the female zombie, and handed over the dried meat in his hand to the other party.

Qing Yan's face changed, and he immediately chased after him. Fortunately, Wei Mu didn't have too much communication with the zombie. After throwing the jerky, he returned immediately and threw himself into Qing Yan's arms.

"Who is that, why are you giving her your food?"

Thinking of Wei Mu caring about others, Qing Yan couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

He climbed to the side of the rock wall and looked at the zombie while leading Wei Mu away, and saw that the zombie immediately stuffed all the jerky into its mouth, covering its mouth to prevent other zombies from snatching it.

This action is very similar to that of Wei Mu.

It's just that the face of this zombie looks much older, and most of the disheveled hair is gray. Before it turned into a zombie, it should have been nearly 50 years old.

"Half, companion." Wei Mu didn't seem to take this matter to heart, "Don't worry about her, let's go."

Wei Mu didn't care anymore, but Qing Yan's jealous jar was overturned. He immediately held Wei Mu's face and forced him to look at him, "What do you mean by a half-companion? Please explain clearly."

Seeing that Qing Yan didn't plan to give up until he made it clear, Wei Mu muttered, "She's the same as me."

"Same as you?" Qing Yan was taken aback, and immediately realized what Wei Mu meant.

Seeing that the zombie's movements are not as stiff as other zombies, it should also be a zombie that doesn't eat people.

It's just that I didn't expect there to be a zombie like Wei Mu.

Maybe there are quite a few of these zombies, but they died or degenerated into ordinary zombies because they couldn't eat, or they couldn't control their appetite.

"I know, but no matter what, you are not allowed to approach other zombies in the future, even zombies like you." Qing Yan put on Wei Mu's coat, and at the same time reminded: "If there are any more Next time, I'll kill her."

Reluctantly, Wei Mu struggled for a long time, and nodded obediently when he saw that he couldn't get out.

In fact, even if Qing Yan really wants to kill the other party, he doesn't care. If he can share the jerky with the other party, he just feels pitiful for the non-eating zombies who live alone.

Only then was Qing Yan satisfied.

He picked up Wei Mufei and left, as if he was worried that Wei Mu would get involved with other zombies.

The next journey was much smoother. Most of the mutated plants were buried under the snow, and the zombies could not hurt Qing Yan. They originally planned to travel for a month, but they arrived at their destination in just over 20 days.

The city in front of me is still devastated, and at first glance, there is not a single building with intact glass.

Qing Yan saw traces of people living in the city at a glance. Some cars that should have been parked in disorder were placed horizontally in the middle of the road as a defense against zombies.

But it was true that no one was seen.

Not daring to take Wei Mu in hastily, he took Wei Mu to the top of a high-rise building, leaned against the guardrail as if looking at the scenery, and looked down condescendingly around.

The people here are very guarded and basically won't show up, but as long as there are people here, he doesn't believe that these people will never come out for the rest of their lives.

Wei Mu also excitedly followed Qing Yan to look downstairs, but he got bored after watching for a while, and sat next to Qing Yan, dozing off on Qing Yan's legs.

Qing Yan's original goal was not this city. He waited here just to make sure that the people here had something to do with Yang Zhen and the others.

If it has something to do with Yang Zhen, then kill them all. If it has nothing to do with it, just leave this place and go directly to the research institute.

After waiting for a few hours, he saw figures flashing in some corridors. He picked up Wei Mu, who was bored and moldy, jumped into the opposite building, and directly knocked the person who was running in the corridors to the ground.

This man's skill is good, the moment he fell to the ground, he immediately drew out a knife and slashed at Qing Yan, and the movement of holding the knife was extremely skilled.

Qing Yan didn't even look at it, and broke the opponent's hand directly.

Seeing that the other party dared to resist, he took off the other party's arm without any hassle.

"stop!"

Following a shrill scream, a shout came from behind the two of them, accompanied by the sound of a bullet being loaded.

This sound was vaguely familiar.

Qing Yan turned his head, looked towards the dark corridor, and at the same time said displeasedly: "I advise you not to shoot, and don't let me hear the gunshots."

Unexpectedly, when he took a closer look, it was Zhao Junhua who was not someone else.

How did Zhao Junhua come to the third district from the second district?

Zhao Junhua didn't recognize Qing Yan at first, until when the light from the window fell on Qing Yan, making him see Qing Yan's face clearly, his eyeballs almost popped out. He didn't expect Qing Yan to be here, "Qing Yan Yan? Are you still alive?!"

In the situation where District [-] was completely submerged by mutated plants, how could Qing Yan still be alive? !

But Zhao Junhua felt more surprised than surprised.

Although he knew that Qing Yan was dangerous, but in the process of getting along with Qing Yan, he also found that Qing Yan had never hurt him, and he regarded Qing Yan as a friend.

Every time he dreams back at midnight, he feels sad that he didn't take Qingyan away.

"Why are you here?"

Qing Yan stood up straight, with a calm expression on his face.

The people under him were still howling, sweating from the pain.

Wei Mu liked to hear this kind of screams very much. He squatted down and approached this person's face. He wanted to scare this person again, but his arm was suddenly held, and then Qing Yan pulled him into his arms.

"Don't get close to irrelevant people." Qing Yan said.

Wei Mu growled in displeasure.

Zhao Junhua didn't expect that Wei Mu was still alive.

"Aren't you two too lucky?" Zhao Junhua smiled wryly. In order to come to the third district, more than half of the people in their base were cut off. Now there are only a few dozen people left from hundreds of people, and the number is still passing by. reduce.

Qing Yan was not in the mood to chat with Zhao Junhua, and repeated the question just now, "Why are you here, and how many people are there?"