Global Weird: I can simulate in advance

"..."

"..."

"Ok?"

However, the imaginary death never came.

Instead, the tightly closed eyes suddenly felt a sense of light.

Feng Yao opened his eyes blankly.

What caught his eyes was a faint ball of white light floating in front of his eyes, floating up and down gently.

"what?!"

The next moment, Feng Yao stared, his face full of disbelief!

On the moss-covered road, the third-order zombie that made him despair just now was kneeling on the ground, trembling!

And in front of this zombie king, there is an extremely tall, at least 1.9-meter black-clothed back, with white hair fluttering in the breeze.

"boom!"

Then, under Feng Yao's shocked gaze, the tall figure slowly raised his right foot, seemingly without much effort, but easily kicked the third-order zombie hundreds of meters away, and slammed into a ruined building Above the building, the dilapidated high-rise building was directly blasted into a collapsed ruin!

As for the zombie king?

As early as the moment it hit the surface of the building, the whole body exploded into a pool of blood mist!

"Dad, Mom, I'm back... But our hometown is no longer what it used to be."

White-haired back.

In other words, Li Guanqi, looking at the ruins of the city covered by mutated plants, raised his head and sighed with a complicated expression.

In a hundred years, the world has changed.

Cities turned into ruins.

The world is a wasteland.

Parents... are gone.

Chapter 292 Human Survivors of the Wasteland Era, Purple Leaf Tribe

After the second simulation, Li Guanqi cried for a long time, unwilling to accept the reality.

But the reality is like this.

Accept it or not, it has already happened.

The current Li Guanqi only wants to find Guanmeng Sanctuary, at least, at least, as an unfilial son, he has to kneel in front of his parents' grave.

"you."

Li Guanqi turned around slowly, looking at the half of his bloody body on the ground.

"?!"

Feng Yao and Li Guanqi's azure blue indifferent pupils met, their bodies trembled suddenly, and their faces turned pale.

He clearly felt the high-level suppression from different blood!

"In a hundred years, what happened to the alien-blooded superhumans of the new era?"

Li Guanqi walked slowly in front of Feng Yao, condescendingly looking down at this new human in the last days with only half of his body left, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your sensitivity to strange blood is even stronger than that of the natives of the strange world.

I have restrained my breath, but the strange blood in your body can still feel the strength of the different blood in my body, and even made a resonance response between the different blood...

and this……"

Li Guanqi stretched out his hand and grabbed the white ball of light floating in front of Feng Yao, feeling a little puzzled.

This white ball of light is the reward given to him by the simulator, and it is the "map" leading to the Dream Watching Shelter.

In the wilderness, following the guidance of the ball of light, he ran all the way here.

Due to the guidance of the ball of light, he came completely along the shortest straight-line distance.

In the first simulation, it took Li Guanqi ten days to find the right path.

But now, with the help of the ball of light, he only spent half a day rushing to his hometown - Yucheng!

however.

The ball of light arrived in Yucheng, but at this moment it was suspended in front of this one-dimensional superhuman with different blood, and did not leave.

So... the next route information and intelligence need to be obtained from this person?

"what's your name?"

"Feng, Feng Yao."

"Drink it."

Li Guanqi forced a drop of his own blood from his fingertips, and sprinkled it into the mouth of the half-dead Feng Yao.

And Feng Yao did not resist.

As a one-level superhuman with different blood, after drinking Li Guanqi's powerful blood, his lower body grew out almost instantly. Not only did his injuries remain intact, but even his aura rose a bit.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Feng Yao quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times to Li Guanqi.

"stop."

Li Guanqi frowned.

"Yes Yes!"

Feng Yao's body trembled, he no longer kowtowed, but knelt on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground, not daring to look directly at Li Guanqi at all.

Thirty years of struggling in the wasteland made this man very clear about a truth.

——Some strong people don't like to be looked at by the weak.

The slightest disrespect is death.

And those good-tempered and strong people who don't care about superiority and inferiority will not lose a piece of meat even if they kneel.

In the wasteland world, you can live longer if you are more stable.

"tell me."

Li Guanqi looked down at Feng Yao who was kneeling on the ground trembling, and calmly said, "What is the situation in this era?"

"When did the last days appear?"

"Why can't human technology resist it?"

"How did these different blood zombies explode?"

"Also, this is Yucheng. Not far outside the city is the world's first extraordinary university. Other cities are fine. Why is this place falling?"

"And...forget it."

Li Guanqi shook his head, "I have a lot of questions, and I can't finish them in a while."

"Take me to your survivor camp and tell me the whole story."

"Camp?"

Feng Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "I, I will take you back to the Purple Leaf Tribe right now, it's just outside the city, come with me..."

"Just point in the direction."

Li Guanqi grabbed his shoulder with his left hand, lifted the 1.8-meter-long man, and then made a tactic with his right hand, using his lv.49 spiritual power to perform the Wind Control Technique with all his strength, instantly turning into a gust of wind and rushing straight into the sky.

"Hey wait! My knife! And my water! Those backpacks are full of water!"

However, Feng Yao looked at the ruins of the convenience store below, but shouted anxiously.

"Shhhhhhh!"

Li Guanqi hooked his fingers slightly, and a few gusts of wind flew out, sweeping away the wreckage of the convenience store ruins, rolled up the Modao and seven hiking bags, supported by the breeze, and floated beside him.

And then.

Li Guanqi no longer kept it, his spiritual power erupted, and his whole body turned into a raging storm, passing through the sky above the ruins of Yucheng at an astonishing speed far exceeding that of an airplane!

……

……

"This is the Ziye tribe you mentioned? Purple leaves, no wonder they are called Ziye, but... this is your tribe? Are you sure?"

After a few minutes.

Li Guanqi dissipated the strong wind, grabbed Feng Yao, and landed in a strange purple-black forest.

He first glanced at the dark cave in the distance, and then looked at Feng Yao beside him in surprise.

In the simulator situation, shouldn't this guy be from the Minghua tribe?

"Eh...not mine."

Feng Yao held Mo Dao in his right hand, and stood beside seven huge hiking bags filled with water bottles, his eyes were complicated, as if recalling some bad memories.

"I've been hanging out with the Minghua Tribe before, but I went out with the team to collect supplies a month ago and was hunted down by the zombie army.

I got separated from the team, and then I wanted to break out of the encirclement, but I couldn't tell the direction, so I killed, hid, and hid.

After fleeing all the way in the wilderness and hiding in hiding for more than ten days, I felt that there were fewer and fewer zombies, or even disappeared.

I just found out that zombies are afraid to come into this area.

I know there must be a problem here, but there is no way, either come in or be eaten by zombies, I can only choose to keep coming in.

After I came in, I quickly followed some human footprints and found this purple leaf tribe. I can only be regarded as a temporary outsider.

Forehead……"

Speaking of this, Feng Yao's face changed slightly, he looked around, showing worry, "Speaking of which, no zombies dared to approach that city block just now, I thought it was some kind of paradise on earth.

It turned out that the truth was the territory of a zombie king, so the nearby zombies did not dare to enter. Then, could it be possible for this Ziye tribe? ! "

"Zombie King?"

Li Guanqi's eyes remained calm, "That's just a zombie comparable to a third-level body-refining body, and it can barely reach the side of a third-level body. Feng Yao, the strongest you've ever heard...well, forget it."

He shook his head, "I have too many questions to ask, let's ask them together later."

"I must know everything, boss, please come here!"

Feng Yao hastily tied the seven mountaineering bags on the ground with ropes, carried them all up, and then began to lead the way towards the dark cave ahead.

"Boss, this way."

Feng Yao carried the mountaineering bag on his back, turned around in the dark and intertwined cave, and continued to move towards the depths of the cave.

It seems that the real location of the Purple Leaf Tribe is in a more hidden location in the cave.

"Grass, I almost forgot, if you don't wipe it off, it will be corroded."

As he was walking, Feng Yao suddenly muttered something, and then took out a white towel from one of the hiking bags, and wiped his Mo Dao while walking.

soon.

The white towel in his hand turned blood red.

And the Mo Dao in his hand became clean and tidy again, the silver-white blade was not stained with dust, and the tip of the blade was glowing with cold light.

"A second-order magic weapon."

Li Guanqi glanced at it, "Your knife... is interesting."

A hundred years ago, Lin Xianbai once told him about the magic weapon assembly line factory, but he didn't know what kind of scale it became.

"It's okay, hehe."

Feng Yao smiled, "I snatched this from a spiritual research institute in a ruined city two years ago. If it wasn't for it, I would have died a long time ago... Ugh."