The Rebirth of the Last Days and Return to [Fang] Hao

The sky in the space gradually darkened, and the TV was turned on with variety shows that were downloaded before the end of the world. The young couple are eating, watching and chatting. Although there are only two of them and a dumpling, the faint warmth in the space and in the bamboo building still makes them very satisfied.

"It's almost time to go back. Let's go back to the base in two days." He Zizhong fished out some cooked noodles from the hot pot. The soup in this hot pot is made of bones specially boiled by Fang Hao. The broth is very rich in flavor, and it is already full of flavour without using any pot bottoms.

"Well, let's go back and rest for a while. Let's go out and walk around the city this time? See if those zombies have evolved to level four." Fang Hao nodded, holding out a dumpling, he Today I used several kinds of fillings-all of them were specially prepared when making dumplings and wontons. They tasted good.

In the base, most of the crop seeds left behind have been cultivated and replaced again and again, and the taste has also changed greatly from the food, crops, and grains before the end of the world. The most straightforward performance direction is the taste. ——It's even worse.

But after the food becomes unpalatable, it can't resist everyone's enthusiasm for the New Year. Even ordinary people will find a way to get some flour back in these days, make some dumplings and eat them, according to the situation.

In the space and in the remaining bases, they all spent their first and most difficult new year in this end of the world.

The biggest difference from before the end of the world is not the quality of the food, but-no one will set off firecrackers and fireworks during the New Year.

In the New Year before the end of the world, firecrackers were set off to get rid of the old years in an attempt to drive away the "nian" and bring peace and joy to the family.

But after the end of the world, excessive noise will attract real ghosts-zombies.

For the safety of everyone's lives, no one will mention this again, and no one has the time to do these things-gunpowder is better to be used on weapons, and the zombies outside can kill one more end.

The Chinese New Year passed quietly, and major and minor changes were taking place in various bases, such as the base in City A. The power of "that team" grew quietly and slowly, but other forces did. There is almost no way, but to hug them tightly in order not to be swallowed. Fortunately, Yan Xin didn't have the idea of ​​swallowing the entire base at once.

The Song family father and daughter still had no news, as if they and the equipment in their hands had disappeared out of thin air.

However, the various bases began to enter a state of severe water shortage at the same time, which has suddenly improved the status of the water system supernaturalists who had not been valued. In the case of severe water shortage, only these water system superpowers can Get some clean water.

What made everyone's heart sinking was that the zombies who had been immersed outside for a while began to move around again.

"Get rid of it! Get rid of it!" The dumplings were full of excitement in the sky and the earth, flying around a zombie.

He Zizhong sighed helplessly, used the wind power to hide his breath and approached the zombie. But who knows that the zombie seemed to have found his trail, waved to him.

With a "chirp", the zombie's wrist was pierced by a sharp three|rib| thorn, it was Fang Hao!

"I knew that the zombie wasn't so easy to deal with after reaching level 4." He Zizhong shook his head slightly. Although the zombie still "smelt" his taste, he could see his movement towards it. Reach out and intercept yourself.

"It's okay, it can still be cleaned up." Fang Hao "floats" backwards, avoiding the blow of the fourth-level zombie. He Zizhong took the opportunity to swing his knife! Although the zombie escaped in time, it still had a wound on the back of its head that could break the skull!

"Wow! Let's open the lid!!" He Zizhong said when he opened a soda for Fang Hao in the space, so the dumplings were written down.

The word "open the lid" suddenly rushed towards the back of the zombie's head. It was small, fast, didn't have any taste, and it didn't even look like something that was lethal, the zombie I didn't find its trace at all, I was "snapped" by it on the back of my head, and the crystal nucleus was "sucked" by the old man!!!

"........................ Do we need to fight zombies so much in the future?" He Zizhong and Fang Hao looked at each other.

Of course not.

Dumpling is very interested in everything it can eat and is rich in nutrients. The two guys simply started to be lazy about the way of action against the dumplings. For example, Fang Hao rushed to and fro among the zombies, giving every zombie he could hit the back of his head. He Zi reused his magical wind power to block his breath, and then used the wind blade to mix into the gold system. The ability to perform craniotomy for the zombies, after which the couple can easily flash back to the space, and let the tuanzi collect crystal nuclei of various colors outside.

If you encounter a level 4 zombies, of course it will take a lot of work, but even the tricky zombies can’t stand these two lightning-like metamorphosis | joint action, anyway, no matter what method is used and who takes the shot, it will always be in the end. There was a stab on his head. With this wound, the dough can "suck" out the crystal nucleus as long as the zombies recover automatically. It can't be easier.

When one day, the two men once again cleaned up a fourth-level zombie, the dumpling returned to the space with the crystal nucleus in its mouth, and after absorbing it, they looked at the faint white mist outside the window and couldn't help but sigh again: "The space is fast. Upgraded."

"What about now? Go to the base? Or fight another zombies?" Fang Hao subconsciously shook He Zizhong's arm and asked.

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"Let’s go to the urban area first. When the zombie crystal nucleus is almost absorbed, we estimate that we will soon be upgraded before returning to the base." He Zizhong calculated that they are already in a deep place in the urban area. It takes a long time to go to such a deep place.

"Okay, let's collect more level 4 crystal nuclei, and wait for the space to level up when we return to the base."

Level five space...I feel a little excited when I think about it.

While He Zizhong and his wife went deep into the urban area to fight the crystal nucleus, they found an unknown sign at the same time in the large and small bases all over the place-"This is... another wave of zombies?! "

Since the zombie wave in September last year, more than half a year has now passed. The climate has changed from the dry season to the rainy season again, and a new wave of zombies has gradually formed.

Each base has now had previous experience, and they prepared in an orderly manner, blocking the zombies that arrived first in a certain distance outside the base wall. But after these zombies, there are an ever-increasing number of zombies of various colors coming out of the building... these are no longer the world dominated by first-class zombies!

In a small prison base surrounded by a sea of ​​zombies, south of City A, near a remote coastal city, the people in the base are all yellow and thin, and the people standing on the fence are also yawning boredly. Although their small base has insufficient food due to scarcity of land, since no zombies can actually invade the base, apart from the lack of water in the dry season of the previous half year, there is nothing that can threaten their survival-except for them. Compatriots.

Yes, compatriots.

In this small base, there were only a few thousand people at most, and now there are less than one thousand people alive. Those who died were starved to death in addition to illness. Some people were even killed after being attacked by their compatriots.

Because most of the people killed were old, weak, sick and disabled, and most of them were young children who were unable to fight back, it didn't actually cause any big problems. Anyway, no one will hold them accountable. Why is death not death?

There are even some people who wait for people nearby to starve to death or die of illness to eat them...

Today, the people in this base have no other extravagances other than being alive. Anyway, the zombies outside can't attack, they can live day by day...

Deep in the bottom of the small base, in a closed room that has no power for a long time, on a bed in the middle, a human-shaped object's abdomen suddenly made a clattering sound, suddenly "click", and a sticky one The little hand stretched out from there, and immediately, a pair of "things" with blood-red eyes but the size of a two-headed body climbed up from it--"Hungry—hungry—"

A scream sounded from the base. After hearing this sound, the people who only breathed more than the zombies wandering outside looked blankly at the place where the sound was made. A man came to the ground, and his body...

"what is that?"

"Zombies, zombies?!"

"Coming soon! Zombies, there are zombies here!!"

The screams sounded one after another, and people watched that the small body disappeared in a flash, and when it appeared again, it fell down alone, and its throat was torn by its sharp teeth.

People didn't dare to open the door and escape - outside was a sea of ​​zombies that could not be seen. They can't resist—these people have been locked up in this base for too long, so long that the original supernaturalists forget how to attack the target, and the original people with strong hands are hungry and physically empty.

They can only hope and hope that this little devil eats slowly, and it is best to have no interest in other people again after eating full...

One after another.

The little zombie's belly is actually not that big, but it has a good appetite, and can completely eat up two adult men a day. After finding that the appetite of the zombies was not too big, the people in the base had to hide as far as possible after realizing that they could not beat this little guy. They dare not go out, nor do they want to die! So on the second day, before they found out that the little devil was about to eat, someone simply pushed out people he knew or didn't know. Isn't it just two people die in one day? They still have a lot of people... As long as it eats someone else first, it might live to the end. If there is a high-level ability like the last time that came to the base during this period, it might pass by. I'm saved!

From two a day, gradually increasing to three or four... But in less than a month, the prison base was completely destroyed.

After all the humans in the base were dead, the zombies surrounding the small base suddenly screamed in unison—a small black spot jumped off the wall and landed on the neck of a tall third-level zombie.

Their king has come.

They will be invincible.

They will become the masters of this new world.