Eschatology: Raise a Man Into a Husband

Recalling that scene that day, the Major General's eyes were abnormally moist.

There seemed to be some kind of breath in this apple, which could actually remind him of the past, his lost conscience.

Since that person died, his body was divided up by everyone, not even the marrow in the bones was spared.

It's been ten days, relying on that person's corpse, they have survived a full ten days, waiting for the wind and snow to drive the zombies out of the capital.

And that person used his flesh and blood to feed himself and other people. That person was his own brother, his brother who was like his father and mother.

He was also the major general who led them at the time.

The young general thought of his brother, and his slender fingers could not help but clenched into a fist.

Ever since his brother's death, he seemed to have inexplicably fallen in love with this taste of cannibalism, it could almost be said that hunger forced them to do so.

In the snowy day, they couldn't find any food, only corpses all over the ground.

Later, when a soldier in the team was exhausted and was about to starve to death, he took his hand and said, Make me into food, comrades and comrades need food.

At this time, no one will hypocritically refuse, and no one will think that eating people is a very disgusting time.

Because everyone wants to live, and they all want to find their relatives.

He can't let his comrades down, he can't let his brothers down.

He dismembered his brother, just as he dismembered his elder brother, it became more and more convenient.

Head, neck, hands, thighs, disemboweled to take internal organs, so easily that I almost thought I was going to become a doctor of internal medicine.

After eating the meat and drinking the blood of his comrades-in-arms, he was extremely heartbroken at that moment.

He was numb until the second person, the third person, and the fourth person fell.

Cannibalism has become a tool for him to survive.

Until now, he has only one concept of cannibalism, and that is to live, to live.

General, this apple has a taste that people don't know how to describe. It seems that this taste makes people return to the very nostalgic taste of the past.

A soldier who was following the young man watched the crowd eat the apple and took a bite of the apple in his bosom.

This smell does bring people back to the past, but it's too hateful. The young man smelled the scent of apples, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop streaming down.

brother, brother.

General, there are so many apples on this tree that we might need a truck to load them.

The soldier was holding the big and red apple. Although he also had regrets in his heart, he knew very well that the ground was covered with ice and snow, and there were countless corpses and unseen zombies under the ground.

Truck? It's impossible to find a truck at this time. Let's see if the space power user can make some more space.

The young general watched the soldiers come down from the tree one by one with a lot of apples, and his heart was slightly touched.

You, divide these apples. From today onwards, we will not eat human flesh. Mobilize everyone to see if we can find some food, and collect as much as we can.

The most original taste of the apple brought back the conscience of the young general. Even though human flesh can fill his stomach, the sins he bears will send people to hell.

Although this world has become a hell.

Song Fengfu looked at the young general, and suddenly had a lot of insights.

You want to help them? Lu Jingxuan looked at Song Fengfu's slightly moist eyes, it's impossible to say that she didn't have some touch.

I'm thinking about it. It just so happens that I still have a lot of vegetables in my space. Anyway, we won't be able to eat them all in a while...

You want to give it to them? Lu Jingxuan suddenly had such an idea when he heard her words.

No, I want to make a deal with them.

Song Fengfu knew that there were only more than 70 teleportation talismans left on her body, which seemed to be quite a lot, but in fact there were not many.

trade?

Lu Jingxuan didn't understand what kind of deal she wanted to make, after all, these people shouldn't have anything to trade with, right?

Yes, deal, you wait here, I'll go out and ask him if he has zombie beads.

Song Fengfu walked out of the space, and the young general and others in front of him were suddenly frightened.

who are you.

Looking at the thickly wrapped woman in front of him, the young general thought of the man and woman mentioned by Chen Lu earlier. Could it be that the woman in front of him is the woman among the man and woman?

You don't care who I am, I will appear in front of you just to make a deal with you.

Song Fengfu stared at the young man in front of her. He was as handsome as Lu Jingxuan, but this man had a strong smell of blood and murderous intent.

Deal? What deal? The young man looked at Song Fengfu in front of him and suddenly felt a little funny. What kind of deal would this woman come out at the risk of?

I can provide you with food, but I need 100,000 zombie beads.

Song Fengfu deliberately hid her voice, which sounded dull.

One hundred thousand zombie beads? Are you talking about the beads in the zombie's head?

The young man remembered that someone dug out the beads in the zombie's head before, but couldn't these beads prevent people from becoming supernatural beings?

What does she want so many beads for?

That's right, two zombie beads can be exchanged for a small cabbage, twenty beads can be exchanged for a catty of rice, fifteen beads can be exchanged for one liter of water, if you have zombie beads on hand, you can exchange them now .”

Song Fengfu deliberately made her voice sharper, and the young general couldn't help frowning when she heard it.

Your asking price is too high. You know that killing a zombie now is a desperate effort.

So don't you have to go deep into the place where the zombies are without supplies? If you can live a good life with my supplies, don't you think about it?

Song Fengfu didn't believe that no one didn't want to eat white rice, no one didn't want to drink water and eat meat.

General, didn't we collect a lot of zombie beads as trophies? If so, then we might as well exchange them for some food. As long as the food supports us to the south, maybe we will be saved.

Facing the hesitant look of the general in front of him, the soldier couldn't help but feel anxious.

Support us to go to the south? The current situation in the south is not much better than ours. The general sneered, and the zombies have all gone to the south. The south should be infested with zombies now.

But no matter what, it's impossible for us to stay in this world of ice and snow all the time. People from Russia have migrated to our border, and many people have even moved south to survive. General, do you really want to wait until the capital changes? After becoming an ice cellar, you...