Rebirth and hoarding, the Queen of Doomsday Darkness

The man with the afro was carried on the shoulders by the ghost zombie and ran very fast. He was so dizzy that he vomited several times.

Suddenly, the ghost zombie stopped and threw the person to the ground.

He bared his teeth at the wailing man with an afro and said, "Shut up, or I'll eat you."

A few words successfully silenced him, and he looked at the ghost with even more frightened eyes.

A zombie that can talk?

Could it be the zombie king?

Why am I so unlucky? God is really going to kill me!

Just now, my eyes were rolling around, thinking about whether I could escape, but now I have discovered the opponent's strength and speed, and I have completely given up.

He looked at the sky for the last time and smiled miserably.

He probably won't see the sun tomorrow.

Ok?

Does this place look familiar?

He raised his head sharply, his lips trembling.

Isn't this where he escaped just now?

Tall towers, moss-covered walls, and mutated cacti can be seen everywhere.

Woohoo, let him just say, this must be a ghost town, and the zombie king must live in it.

As if to verify the man's idea, the ghost roughly picked up his legs, threw them on his shoulders, walked around the mutated cactus and walked inside.

The man with the afro rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

When he regained consciousness again, the sound of the old clock rang in his ears.

"Wake up, wake up."

There was a slight slapping sound on the face, and he slowly opened his eyes, really looking at the person in front of him, without moving his eyes for a long time.

what's the situation?

The three familiar friends looked at him with worried faces, surrounded by luxuriously decorated rooms, and their bodies sank into the soft bed, which was very comfortable.

"Old Zhong, Fat Man, Skinny Monkey, you are all dead too? Is this heaven?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his companion's teasing laughter came from beside him.

"Brother, we are a blessing in disguise this time. We are getting rich."

Seeing the confused look on the man's face with the afro, he held his hand excitedly: "This is called Lieyan Base. It's a paradise. Can you believe it? It has actually resumed agricultural production..."

The fat man was talking non-stop next to him, and the man with the afro was stunned for a moment.

Lao Zhong also intervened at the right time.

"Our abilities are very suitable for this place, and we will definitely make great achievements in the future."

Three days passed.

Under the leadership of the man with the afro, the four of them and Lao Zhong built a machine based on the existing materials. It was a machine for processing rye. As long as the materials were put in, the pieces of rye pancakes would come out.

The pancakes are uniform in size and exude a fragrant wheat aroma.

This base, and even outside, is filled with the refreshing fragrance of wheat all day long.

It caused the mutated creatures to attack the outer wall of the flame base crazily.

It even attracted the covetousness of many survivors.

A wave of people in the woods are killing mutant rats and two long-legged monsters.

Suddenly, his nose moved and he looked at his companion.

"Did you ask about the fragrance of rice?"

Everyone nodded: "I thought I smelled it wrong, but I didn't expect it actually smells good."

He moved his nose, took two strong breaths, and pointed deep into the forest.

"That's where the scent is coming from, should we go and have a look?"

Everyone looked deep into the forest. The sun was shining brightly, but they felt a strange and eerie feeling. They shook their heads at the same time.

"No, it's too dangerous. I don't know what monsters are inside yet. We'll wait until we go back and report to the base commander."

People who have survived until now in the last days are all human beings. If the smell of delicious rice appears for no reason in this barren mountain, it is obviously a scam.

When leaving, several people looked back from time to time, thinking that they would report what happened here when they returned to the base.

When the time comes, follow the high-level superpowers to come and take a look.

On this day, Ye Qingcheng received an invitation from Blue City Base. When he saw the content of the invitation, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Zhang Xiaohua immediately came forward with gossip and asked curiously: "What is said in it?"

Ye Qingcheng handed over the paper in his hand.

"Eastern base?" Zhang Xiaohua looked confused. She had never heard of such a base.

Lao Zhong, who had just come over to report today's results, froze when he heard the name.

"What? Eastern Base?"

The two people turned around: "Do you know this base?"

Old Zhong nodded: "This is a very powerful base, even dozens of times larger than the Blue City Base. There are many experts inside and the population is as high as tens of millions."

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned for a while after hearing this: "Oh my god, there is such a big base in the world, with a population of tens of millions, is it true?"

Even Ye Qingcheng looked shocked. He had heard of this base in his previous life, but had never been in contact with it. He only heard about the power of that base.

However, such a powerful base was only short-lived. It was strong for a while, and began to end with the death of the leader. It is said that an illegitimate son took control of the base. He was sinister and vicious and would use any means.

In the end, the number one powerful base was lost in the torrent of time.

She remembered that at this stage, the Eastern Base was at its strongest, and Old Taishan inside was not dead yet.

Lao Zhong's next words brought Ye Qingcheng's thoughts back to reality.

"I heard that the old man recently found his long-lost grandson, and he has recently abdicated in favor of someone worthy of his honour."

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng looked confused. She remembered that the leader of the Eastern Base failed to find his grandson and died in depression.

What's the situation now? Is it an error in my own memory, or are the wings of a reborn butterfly flapping the plot?

Before they could figure out why, Lao Zhong's next words were like a bombshell, exploding in everyone's hearts.

"The current base commander in Dongfang Base seems to be named Yue Hanzhou. It is said that as soon as he took over the base, he controlled it with thunderous power and killed many people."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingcheng's body stiffened for a moment, her eyes flashed, and she quickly returned to her original expression, so fast that no one noticed anything unusual about her.

Zhang Xiaohua and Hu Tian immediately looked at Ye Qingcheng and found that there was nothing unusual about her. Her expression was very indifferent, knowing that the boss really did not like Yue Hanzhou.

"Boss, do you think that Yue Hanzhou will be our deputy leader?" Zhang Xiaohua looked curious.

Hu Tian touched the beard on his face: "Is it possible that they have the same name?"

Ye Qingcheng said nonchalantly: "Maybe."

In fact, I already believed 80% of the time that it was Yue Hanzhou.

After all, there are not many people with the surname Yue in the world, and even their supernatural attributes are the same.

"Well, it should be someone with the same name and surname." Wang Min also agreed.

Lao Zhong suddenly felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, and he didn't dare to ask. He quickly took out the wheat cake in his hand and said excitedly.

"Chief, look, this is the newly processed wheat cake today."

Ye Qingcheng had already smelled the faint scent of milk in the air, but he didn't expect it to be the smell of wheat cakes.

This is made from rye that has been shelled. The black outer shell has faded away, and the flour inside is gray-brown. It looks very ordinary, but it is the only post-apocalyptic product in the world.