The next day, when Mo Yuming woke up, he saw Ling Xuan sitting in a corner with his knees hugged. There were dark circles under his eyes, and it seemed that he had not slept all night.

He walked over and asked, "What was the result? Did the president of the association change his mind?"

"I didn't threaten anyone." Ling Xuan pinched the bridge of his nose, and finally sighed heavily: "This mission is very important, I have to do it." And he cannot fail, he has a lot of things to do again.

"Then do it. After all, we have so many powerful people now." Mo Yuming condensed a water ball, which burst like a bubble when it touched Ling Xuan's face, and the fresh and slightly cool water splashed onto Ling Xuan's face.

Ling Xuan's self-healing ability is very strong, and with the secret maintenance, his face is almost healed. After Mo Ming washed his face, Ling Xuan raised his long eyelashes with water droplets, and looked at Mo Yuming with blurry eyes, with a bit of decadence because of staying up late.

Mo Yuming couldn't help but sigh: No wonder the male protagonists in novels look so good when they are wet, this is the truth.

Ling Xuan didn't sleep all night and his brain was a little slow, but he rarely did not wipe the water stains off his face immediately.

"Things will work out when the time comes, so let's have breakfast, and you can take a nap, and let Li Binyi take the mission. Tomorrow you must be in the best condition to complete this S-level mission." There was no gloom on Mo Yuming's face, and Ling Xuan's emotions were somewhat infected.

After everyone woke up, Ling Xuan expressed his intention to go on a mission. Li Binyi looked in the direction of Mo Yuming and seeing that he had no objection, he also agreed to go on the mission. Chen Hefeng and Fu Bohuan, one wanted to earn money for his wife, and the other wanted to go to a place with more zombies to collect some experimental materials.

Therefore, it was decided to reply to the Psychic Association today and ask them to join the mission.

It's still early and no one has filled their stomachs.

So Mo Yuming decided to cook porridge for breakfast. He took out the clay pot he got from the supermarket last time, washed the rice, put in a water ball, and asked Li Binyi to control the heat and made a full pot of porridge.

"Everyone is going to carry out such a dangerous mission, so let's be a little extravagant and eat more these two days so that you will have more energy to complete the mission. And I will also make some rice balls for you to take with you when you go on the mission." Mo Yuming took the lead in filling a bowl of porridge, and raised the bowl as if he was holding a mobilization meeting, as if he was raising a glass.

Everyone felt his good intentions and served themselves a bowl of porridge. Li Huanrong looked a little sad, as he still didn't want his son to do this task.

Those who went looked very motivated, but those who didn't go were very worried about them.

Mo Yuming looked at their expressions and felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do, this was the fact.

After breakfast, Mo Yuming washed the dishes and asked Ling Xuan and the others to sort out the supplies first to avoid being too rushed.

Ten minutes later, Mo Yuming took the washed dishes back into the house.

Then, he packed his backpack, walked out of the house, and did what he could.

He came to the mission area and accepted a mission to collect food near the base. This mission had no restrictions, and there were not just one, but many, and ordinary people could also take it.

He drove one of the sedans they had taken earlier and arrived at the exit of the freshman base.

There was a long convoy here, but fortunately the order was strict and the vehicles drove out quickly and orderly, and soon it was his turn.

He handed over the task he had accepted to the staff.

The staff was a little surprised: "Are you the only one doing this task?"

"Yes, to be honest with you, I'm getting married soon, and I want to save some good things for my wife." Mo Yuming smiled shyly.

The staff subconsciously advised: "It's too dangerous to go alone to collect supplies. Why don't you form a temporary team?"

But Mo Yuming still refused again and again, and then said a lot of words that seemed to be setting a promise, such as "I will get married after I finish this job."

The management of leaving the city in the new base is not as strict as that in the besieged base. The points given for tasks leaving the city are higher than most of the work in the base, so in the end the staff can only wish him good luck in their hearts.

When Mo Yuming drove out of the base and left the base's surveillance range, Xiao Tan and the other two rushed in front of his car.

"Wow, Mom came out so quickly this time!" Short-haired girl danced with joy.

Mo Yuming stopped the car and said to them, "I need to do something important. Can you help me?"

The three zombies nodded.

"Then get in the car."

Mo Yuming took the three zombies to the food processing factory.

As for why he could come out so calmly.

Because, at that time, he added sleeping pills from the system mall into the water ball used to make the white porridge.

All of them were knocked down by him.

This bottle of sleeping pills cost him 300 points, leaving him with 3030 points. The effect of this sleeping pill takes half an hour to take effect, lasts for two days, and has no side effects on the human body.

Mo Yuming was worried that after he left, someone would break into the house and let others attack his companions, so he also exchanged for a protective shield. The points of the protective shield were 1000 and lasted for one day. He spent 2000 points to make it last for two days, so in the end he still had 1030 points left.

Mo Yuming thought of the most convenient way last night, which was for him to carry out this S-level task alone in advance, and it must be completed today, so that the 36 psychics would not have to take this risk.

So what if there are more than 5000 zombies? He ignores the zombies.

System: "Oh my God! Dear host, long time no see, why are you so crazy?"

When Mo Yuming heard the familiar voice, he couldn't help but slam on the brakes.

"system?"

System: "It's me, it's me. Oh, it's been a long time. Mom, why are there three zombies in your car?"

"What's wrong, Mo Yuming?" The greedy boy in the passenger seat turned to look at him in confusion.

"It's okay." Mo Yuming continued to start the car.

System: "!!! My god, these three zombies are all high-level zombies, and they can talk and have consciousness!"

Mo Yuming was so annoyed by the system's inexperienced fuss that he talked to the system in his mind: "It's okay, the heroine can also control zombies."

The system complained in its heart: Damn you, the heroine is a puppet controlled by strings, and you are almost becoming their friends.

Mo Yuming asked himself: Have you just arrived here?

System: "No, dear host, you were already here when I issued the random task. Didn't you see that it was not (offline)?"

Mo Yuming asked again: Why did you speak up now?

System: "Because I was petrified with shock. I was shocked that the big guys were all here with you, but the heroine was nowhere to be found. Also, Ling Xuan was actually reborn."

The system muttered silently in its heart: It is definitely not because the new host is too fierce and scolded me like a dog, so I want to delay time and not go back for the time being.

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