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A blue mecha with light wings on its back landed on the ground and stood in front of everyone.

He looked at the countless zombies coming in like a tide and whistled.

"Song Huai, how about we compete again to see who can kill more zombies?"

The elegant yet sharp blue god-level mecha opened its mask, revealing the bright face of the young man inside.

There is a hint of provocation in it, but more of it is cunning.

The man called Song Huai did not wear a mecha. He looked like a hermit from ancient times. He had long hair, was taciturn, and remained calm. He was standing on a flying sword in the air, but there was something strange about him. A temperament as moving as a mountain.

He gently glanced at the young man in the mecha, and then calmly moved his eyes away.

"You have already become a god, and you are still so unstable."

The young man immediately pouted: "What, why should I be steady? I am only 18 years old this year. I don't want to be like you, keeping a straight face every day!"

After the young man finished shouting, he rolled his eyes as bright as stars.

"How about it, Song Huai, do you want to compare?"

Wenwen and her mother had been brought to a rock by the light wave. At this moment, the sky had cleared up, and the young man's blue mecha was shining brightly.

Wenwen's mother looked around. Many people had the same idea as her, and wanted to jump off the cliff and die before the zombies bit them. It was quick, convenient, and the whole thing was over, so as not to be torn apart by the zombies.

Like her, they were brought to the ground by the light wave. At this moment, they all turned their attention to the young man in the blue mecha.

And the young man with the flying sword.

Even though they were feeling despair at this time, it didn't stop everyone from looking at the two of them in shock.

After all, this scene is really incredible.

Who are these two people?

They look exactly like Chinese people, and they also speak Chinese...

But now the generals in other mountain ranges and all the capable people combined are definitely not as shocked as these two.

The pictures are so different, one seems to be a post-apocalyptic background, and when they join, it's like they have jumped into a fantasy world!

Wenwen and her mother were closest to the two of them. When Wenwen saw the two of them, she felt a little better, with hope shining in her eyes:

"Big brother, uncle...are you the heroes who came to save us?"

Ji Fanxing, who was waiting for Song Huai to speak, suddenly laughed when he heard Wenwen's name and replied to her.

"Yes, little sister, we are here to save you!"

He said to Song Huai provocatively:

"Look, the child's eyes are sharp. I am young and promising, and I am the elder brother, and you are already my uncle!"

Ji Fanxing was overjoyed and felt that he had taken a huge advantage.

Song Huai was not much older than him, but he was called uncle. It was so funny!

Until Song Huai put his hand on his head and touched him.

"Nephew."

Ji Fanxing's face suddenly turned sour, "You took advantage of me! Change your words quickly!"

Seeing that Ji Fanxing was about to fall out and talk a lot, he accurately said one word: "Bi."

Ji Fanxing was happy again.

He kept his trump card and didn't believe he couldn't beat Song Huai this time.

Wenwen's mother looked at the two of them, and then at the approaching zombies. There were tens of thousands of zombies in this first wave, which was visually shocking and terrifying.

"Zombies... zombies are coming!"

"Don't worry, you can't die as long as we are here!"