System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 122: The End of the World (13)

Yan Ling: "I can't get up."

"A paralyzed leg?"

Meng Changli's tone was sarcastic, but he didn't expect to say the real answer.

Yan Ling: "Yes."

Meng Changli obviously didn't believe it. He was fine just now, so how come he couldn't move all of a sudden?
Yan Ling also felt that she could no longer stay in this place and had to leave as soon as possible. Cheng Hanfei would definitely not give up looking for them, it was too dangerous to stay here now.

And in this situation, there is no saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place.

There were a lot of supernatural beings who came out to carry out the task this time, and most of them were high-level supernatural beings. Among them, there was no shortage of supernatural beings with the ability to investigate. When the time came, they would be able to find traces of Yan Ling and the others once they investigated.

Only by leaving their detection range can they be truly safe.

Yan Ling looked at Meng Changli and said with a smile, "How about...you carry me?"

Meng Changli looked at her coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to kill you now? Wouldn't it be safer and more free for me to kill you?"

"You won't, although my legs can't move now, but the ability is still there, and I can still subdue you."

Meng Changli: "Do you think I have studied it for so long, and the only way to save my life is supernatural power?"

"But you won't kill me."

Meng Changli smiled, but said nothing, not knowing what it meant.

Sang Chong: "I'm still here, he doesn't dare to kill you, do you want me to find a zombie to carry you?"

Yan Ling quickly waved his hands, no, no, no one can bear the rotten flesh and stench of the zombies.

If you touch the blood, if there are any small wounds on your body that you haven't found, you will be infected with the zombie virus.

Yan Ling used the wind ability to feel it, and it seemed that someone was coming.

"Stop dawdling, hurry up!"

Meng Changli squatted down reluctantly, Yan Ling jumped on him without any hesitation.

He bent his waist in an instant. Meng Changli was not short, but he was not as tall as the original owner, and his figure was relatively thin. If there was no one else here, Yan Ling would not feel at ease letting him carry it.

You can't let Sang Chong carry him on your back, can you?
He is still a child!

Yan Ling: "Leave from the gate, go southeast, don't walk in a straight line, Sang Chong, you lead the way in front, control the zombies not to approach us."

The promise was that he was still a child...

Meng Changli: "Why go southeast?"

"I figured it out, this location is Shengmen."

Yan Ling took out all the Feng Shui gossip learned in the last plane, and sometimes these things can still come in handy.

Meng Changli rolled his eyes, he never believed in these things, but in this situation, he didn't want to discuss the relationship between science and superstition with Yan Ling.

Following her instructions, the two acted quickly and left the house.

Sang Chong commanded the group of zombies to avoid them automatically.

The three of them left the central city full of zombies without any attack.

Meng Changli stopped and panted heavily, "Where are we going now?"

Yan Ling: "Put me down and rest here for a while, I'll do the math."

Meng Changli put her down, okay?Do you really think these are useful?

Yan Ling ignored his contemptuous gaze, picked up a branch, drew some symbols on the ground that they couldn't understand, and pointed at it with a branch.

The other hand was still pinching its fingers, and it looked decent.

Meng Changli sneered: "What about the half-immortal?"

Yan Ling's face was calm, like someone born in the world, and said: "I think we should find a car first."

This place is too close to the city, if a zombie riot occurs, they will hardly be spared, and there is no guarantee that Cheng Hanfei and others will not track down here.

It should be more suitable to find a secluded and desolate place.

The distance is relatively long, and they can't get there by walking a few steps on their legs. Vehicles are a must.

Meng Changli adjusted his glasses, and once again showed his contempt.

It's these dead fortune tellers who always talk about things that people with brains know, and pretend to be inscrutable.

"I've already left the city, where can I find a car?"

Yan Ling: "There should be one nearby."

This place is not far from the city center. The people who escaped from the city center had no direction and ran around from all directions. Someone must have had an accident in this place.

The larger the base, the greater the possibility of some small-probability events happening.

There must be a car, but I don’t know if there is any oil.

The fuel tanks of many empty cars on the road have been emptied. After the end of the world, what is precious is not the car, but the gasoline.

Meng Changli: "I'll look for it."

This death stick with paralyzed legs must be dead, he can't even walk, so he has to look for it.

But Yan Ling stopped him: "Wait, you stay here with me."

Then he said to Sang Chong: "Sang Chong, go find it and find it. Uncle will give you candy."

Meng Changli twitched the corner of his mouth: "He's a child, don't worry."

"I don't worry about him, but I don't worry about you."

After finally getting Meng Changli, he couldn't let him run away easily, Yan Ling didn't want to take any risks.

Sang Chong squatted in front of Yan Ling, and stretched out his hand to her: "I want candy."

"You go to the car first."

Sang Chong: "I have asked the zombie to find it, give me the sugar."

Yan Ling said that you would save trouble, then took out a long-preserved candy from her pocket, and handed it to Sang Chong.

As soon as Sang Chong got the candy, he immediately peeled off the package and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Bah bah! It's not sweet at all!"

Sang Chong immediately spit out the candy he had just stuffed into his mouth, with disgust and pain on his face, he almost said that the candy was a poisonous candy.

Yan Ling picked up the packaging bag and smelled it a few times. There was no strange smell, but it had melted a bit after being left for a long time, and there was still a trace of sugar on the candy wrapper. You could smell the sweetness.

Yan Ling: "Little brat, it's good to eat more, you're still picky."

On the other hand, Meng Changli stared at Sang Chong with great interest.

Yan Ling interrupted his gaze: "What are you looking at!"

Sang Chong stretched out his foot and crushed the candy he just spit out.

Not long after, Sang Chong said with an unhappy face, "I found the car."

Yan Ling turned his eyes to Wen Changli, and found that he was still staring at Sang Chong, like a pervert, even Sang Chong noticed his gaze.

He said viciously: "Look again, let the zombies eat you!"

Yan Ling felt that Wen Changli's eyes were a bit strange. Although he was really interested when he knew about Sang Chong's abilities before, his eyes were definitely not as bright as he is now, like a pervert.

With a wave of Yan Ling's hand, a gust of wind was blown fiercely into his eyes.

Wen Changli felt a stabbing pain and quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Yan Ling: "Don't look at what you shouldn't, don't think about what you shouldn't, and quickly carry me to the car."

The three of them came to the car found by the zombies, and Yan Ling felt that Sang Chong was really special. What he could control was not ordinary low-level zombies, but high-level zombies that already had a certain ability to think.

Ordinary zombies are only controlled by hunger and only know how to eat.

And the zombies who can find the car must not be such low-level zombies.

The car was in perfect condition, and the facilities were not damaged, but Yan Ling's previous guess was also fulfilled, no gas...

Meng Changli: "We sit inside, you push?"

"Believe it or not, I pushed you to Naihe Bridge."

Meng Changli: ...

It is estimated that there is no gasoline in this place. Suddenly, Yan Ling had a flash of inspiration, and Yan Ling remembered that there should be gasoline somewhere.

Yan Ling took out the beads that she put in her pocket, which was the space carrier where Jiang Luo was. Among the materials Jiang Luo collected, there seemed to be gasoline.

only……

Now how to wring this turtle out of her shell?
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(End of this chapter)