Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

Qing Yan's words were undoubtedly the lion's mouth.

There is a sufficient supply of water in their base, and they will naturally cultivate some vegetables.

Coupled with the fact that there are professional people planting, although their food is not sufficient, it is still enough.

But meat is very precious.

The only animals currently kept are a cow and a few chickens that lay eggs.

Including Zhao Junhua, most people have not eaten meat for more than a year.

Generally speaking, only those in Anhong or those who have made important contributions are eligible to eat meat.

Asking for the meat of the entire base like Qing Yan is simply deceiving people too much!

But thinking this way in their hearts, everyone's rationality is telling them that Qingyan is worth it.

As far as Qing Yan can deal with these mutated plants that they can't resist, he already has the strength to replace An Hong as their leader.

And it's more beneficial for them to keep Qing Yan.

After all, having been tortured by mutated plants for so long, no one wants to live in the fear of mutated plants for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, after Qing Yan's voice fell, everyone remained silent, and no one raised any objections.

Even if someone wants to refuse, after seeing Shang Qingyan's smiling expression, he will swallow his voice down again.

The people who were crushed to death just now are still lying on the ground, they don't want to be the next one.

"It seems that everyone has no objection." Qing Yan's hoarse voice was filled with a smile, and he looked at An Hong with a reserved expression and said, "Boss, what do you think?"

To Anhong's ears, this voice of the leader was a naked mockery!

An Hong could tell that after today's incident, Qing Yan's influence was almost equal to his!

At this moment, An Hong felt that he should take up the weapon directly, and shot Qing Yan down with one shot.

Keeping Qing Yan at the base would only shake his status.

But he was not sure that he could kill Qing Yan with one blow.

What's more, Qing Yan has indeed mastered the method of killing mutated plants, and should also know the method of human evolution.

He must keep his dignity.

Thinking that An Hong finally calmed down, his eyes stopped on Qing Yan for a moment, and after a long while, he struggled to hold back the fishy sweetness in his throat, showed a natural smile, and said:

"Of course, the credit you have made this time is enough to take away all the meat. I will give you all the meat in the warehouse as soon as possible."

Anyway, Qing Yan didn't know how much food they had in the warehouse, so just give me some ideas.

"It's really embarrassing."

Seeing that An Hong agreed, Qing Yan's smile immediately became a little more real, and he immediately turned to look at Zhao Junhua and said, "But since the leaders are so generous, it would be rude if I don't accept it, Zhao Junhua, go to the warehouse and watch , make sure all the meat is delivered to me."

An Hong was almost so angry at Qing Yan's shamelessness that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Junhua, who was named, responded dully, and could almost feel that An Hong's knife-like gaze had cut countless cuts on his body, and he was almost stabbed with the word "traitor" on his face.

He couldn't help crying, and he didn't want to be pushed out by Qing Yan every time to be a hated target!

After Qing Yan finished asking for things, he didn't care about the fortifications destroyed by the plants, and directly pulled Wei Mu away, and returned to his residence under the gaze of everyone.

Wei Mu was still angry, and let out a long snoring sound from his throat.

He was so angry that he ran into danger by himself.

If Qing Yan died, who could give him food?

Do you know how troublesome it is to find the next person you can use? !

Wei Mu's anger was that when he returned to the room, he immediately turned his back to Qing Yan, and when Qing Yan walked around in front of him, he turned around angrily.

Seeing that Qing Yan Yile was addicted to playing, he circled around Wei Mu and tried every means to make Wei Mu face him.

Wei Mu, who was cornered, finally lost his temper. With a stalk in his neck, he bared his fangs and let out an extremely ferocious roar.

Unexpectedly, Qing Yan not only didn't restrain himself, but stretched out his hand to pinch his face and rubbed it, and praised him very cooperatively: "It's really nice to hear, as expected of Ah Mu, very majestic."

Wei Mu's eyes were full of anger, seeing that Qing Yan still dared to pinch him, he immediately stretched out his hand to pinch Qing Yan's face, making Qing Yan's face ugly.

The two went back and forth for a long time, but in the end, Wei Mu forgot to be angry and only wanted to bully Qing Yan.

When Wei Muping was lying on the bed hugging the quilt and rolling around, he vaguely felt that he had forgotten something, but he raised his neck and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember it.

At this time, Qing Yan was already sitting by the bed, patting his back to coax him to sleep.

Feeling the gentle pat on the back, and listening to Qing Yan's gentle voice, Wei Mu immediately put the forgotten things behind him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that Wei Mu had calmed down, Qing Yan sat for a while before getting up, went into the bathroom by himself and took off his shirt.

In the reflection of the mirror, his strong body was covered with new scars.

His elbows were scorched and festered by the fire, and his body was dotted with blood spots pierced by sharp thorns carried by mutated plants.

The scarred shoulder was pierced by a slender plant, and the plant was still in the flesh and had not been pulled out.

Qing Yan had never changed his face before, but now when he was alone, his face finally paled a little.

Sure enough, it's still big.

Even if his strength has been qualitatively enhanced, it is still difficult for one person to deal with so many mutated plants.

But for his plan, for him to send Wei Mu into the corpse city smoothly, everything today is worth it.

Qing Yan closed his eyes, looking at his mottled body in the mirror, a look of disgust flashed across his eyes.

It's ugly.

Ah Mu must not let him see his body.

He quickly got dressed, not daring to treat the wound in the room, for fear that the smell of blood would wake Wei Mu up.

He took the medical supplies and went out, and after closing the door tightly, he tore off his clothes, took a deep breath, and pulled out the plants in his shoulders forcefully.

The blood that had been blocked all the time burst out instantly, Qing Yan clenched his teeth, his body tensed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and at the same time, he immediately wrapped the wound with a bandage.

"Are you ok?"

At this time, Zhao Junhua's voice came from the side.

Qing Yan didn't raise his head, he had already noticed it since Zhao Junhua came here.

Zhao Junhua held a small bag of eggs in his hand, squatted beside Qing Yan, and said in a low voice, "You planned everything this time?"

"Correct."

Qing Yan did not deny it.

Since yesterday when he discovered the mutated plants that were tumbling and growing, he had a plan in mind to introduce the plants into the base.

These mutated plants were of the same kind as what Zhao Junhua and the others encountered. He had already known the way to kill this plant under Wei Mu's reminder, and he was sure he could deal with it.

Therefore, when he came back, he deliberately touched a few young mutated plants, left behind a scent, and drove along the waterway to lure some mutated plants over.

"You are really amazing." Zhao Junhua said with emotion: "When you come out like this today, most people in the base think that you are stronger than Anhong. Anhong has ruled with terror for so long, and the effect is not as good as you have been here for two days. "

Seeing Qing Yan ignoring himself, Zhao Junhua scratched his head, and said again: "By the way, the meat is in the refrigerator, I guess your zombie is going to sleep, so I didn't bring it for fear of spoiling, so I only brought some eggs.

"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on An Hong and promise to bring you all the meat in the warehouse."

Zhao Junhua's tone was very sincere, and now he completely convinced Qing Yan.

Qing Yan is strong enough, smart enough, and ruthless enough.

Being able to use mutated plants to achieve one's own goals, this kind of courage is not something ordinary people can have.

Compared with An Hong, he is more likely to survive in this apocalypse if he is by Qing Yan's side.

Qing Yan's silence did not reduce Zhao Junhua's hospitality, "Do you want me to cook these eggs for Yiqiao?"

"No." Qing Yan finally said, "Leave it to Ah Mu, maybe Ah Mu will like to eat raw."

Zhao Junhua choked, "Wait, you don't plan to feed all the meat you want to come this time to your zombies, do you?"

"Then who else will it be for?" Qing Yan finally healed the wound, and he relaxed as if he was relieved, "Ah Mu needs to eat meat, of course I will give him all the meat I can find. "

Zhao Junhua stared at the hideous scars on Qing Yan's body, shocked, "You made yourself into such a ghost, all because of your zombies?"

"Otherwise?" Qing Yan raised his eyes.

Whether it's for meat, or such a troublesome deterrent to everyone in the base, it's all for Wei Mu.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be in the mood to deal with these messy people, and he wouldn't be in such trouble.

Zhao Junhua was speechless, completely unable to understand Qing Yan.

Does Qing Yan know that there are countless unknown possibilities in zombies?

Even if Wei Mu doesn't bite him now, one day when the wildness comes up, it may directly bite his neck.

It is very likely that Qing Yan will not get any return at all for his current efforts.

"you--"

Zhao Junhua wanted to speak, but looking at Qing Yan's calm look, he felt that what he said was useless, so he could only stuff all the eggs in his hands into Qing Yan's hands.

"You should at least eat one yourself?" Zhao Junhua knew that Qing Yan had left all the good things to Wei Mu, and he couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Just eat a little, and you can still have a lot of zombies."

"No." Qing Yan didn't waver at all, and was about to go back to the room, when his eyes swept over Zhao Junhua's beaten face, he said, "Why are you so useless?"

Zhao Junhua who was suddenly scolded:?

He touched the still bruised wound on his face, angrily, "I was beaten to protect your zombie anyway, so can't you say something good?"

"Did you protect it?" Qing Yan sneered, "Next time, you won't even want your head."

After speaking, he directly carried the egg back to the room, and closed the door indifferently.

Zhao Junhua's blood pressure rose in an instant, and he clenched his fists. He had never seen such a dog as Qing Yan!

It's colder than a snake, crueler than a scum, heartless and heartless!

He cursed Qingyan to be abandoned by his zombies sooner or later!