Travel through the apocalypse and save people under the heroine's hands

Seeing that Zou Nuowei was not dead, Mo Yuming curled his lips with some regret, then remembered something and asked the system: You just said that the heroine is dead, who will come?

The system said hurriedly: Oh, how could this happen? My current host asked me to go back. Bye~ Bye~

After the system finished its instructions, it didn't wait for Mo Yuming to say anything else. A beeping sound rang in his mind, and Mo Yuming knew that the system had run away.

Good man, this system must be hiding something very important! But it slipped away so quickly, it seems that the system has no way to answer this question.

Mo Yuming thought to himself: I'll just ask next time. As time goes by, some answers will surely be revealed.

Ling Xuan looked at Zhou Zhenzhe's still burning body, and his silver eyes looked around. He just noticed that Zhou Zhenzhe seemed to be looking for someone, and the other party might have an insider nearby.

However, Ling Xuan only saw a group of zombies and a living person hiding beside Fu Bohuan, and did not see any suspicious people nearby.

Ling Xuan suppressed his doubts and gathered his supernatural powers to deal with the zombies scattered here.

"Shit shoveler, my mud house can only last for 10 minutes at most." Xiaoyuan's voice sounded a little tired.

Oh, right, forgot about this.

Mo Yuming said to Xiao Yuan: "I'll go in now."

Xiaoyuan opened a small entrance to the earthen house and Mo Yuming crawled in.

Ling Xuan and Li Binyi also wanted to get in when they saw this, but Mo Yuming held down their shoulders at the same time.

"You two don't need to go in. Help clean up the zombies outside first. I can handle the ones inside."

Ling Xuan: "If you are tired, I will take your place."

Li Binyi: "Don't be stubborn, call me anytime."

"Oh, I see."

The three of them exchanged quick glances before each going about their business.

It just so happened that there was a mud house trapping these zombies, and Mo Yuming wanted to try again to see if he could destroy the brains of more zombies at the same time.

Mo Yuming first recalled the feeling of dealing with the two zombies before, then aimed at the three zombies gathered together, held his breath, felt the flow of supernatural power in his body, and divided his attention on three points.

The three zombies seemed to realize that their brains were in danger and subconsciously used their arms to cover their heads.

Mo Yuming found that the point he aimed at was off-position, and his superpowers were confused for a moment, and the feeling that his energy was about to be withdrawn made him feel a little uncomfortable. But then he imagined the flow of his energy and adjusted the direction of his superpowers again. This time he did not wait too long, and gathered all his superpowers at the moment of aiming.

Mo Yu knew that some zombies' brains had exploded, but he found that only two had fallen down. The other one might not have had enough supernatural powers, so at most there was just a hole in its brain, so it could still move.

But now Mo Yuming's supernatural power is not enough, he stopped practicing, took out a dagger, and began to harvest the zombies' heads.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Mo Yuming was so tired that his hand holding the dagger was shaking constantly, and his hand was covered in blood.

These zombies were made up of the people in the base. Since they had been infected for less than a day, they still retained most of the human characteristics. Mo Yuming felt that he was no different from a murderer.

The bloody smell in the earthen house filled his nostrils, his steps became heavy, and Mo Yuming felt like he was almost suffocating.

At this time, the adobe house completely collapsed. Xiao Yuan jumped down from the roof of the adobe house, rubbed Mo Yuming's calf affectionately, and said coquettishly: "Shit shoveler, can I burn these corpses? I want the crystal core."

The plush touch on his feet awakened Mo Yuming from his trance. He closed his eyes, suppressed his inner fear and confusion, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sure, Xiaoyuan, please come and clean up the scene."

Ling Xuan, Li Binyi and Fu Bohuan had already worked together to deal with the zombies outside, and they were relieved to see that Mo Yuming was not injured.

However, all three of them noticed that something was wrong with Mo Yuming's mood.

Ling Xuan could even read his fear and confusion, he stepped forward and hugged Mo Yuming.

Li Binyi and Fu Bohuan:!!!

Suddenly being pulled into a broad and warm embrace, Mo Yuming's somewhat cold face was warmed by Ling Xuan's hot body.

"What?" Mo Yuming asked blankly.

"hug you."

Mo Yuming complained in his heart: What kind of nonsense literature is this?

Ling Xuan chuckled, and his chest vibrated slightly. Mo Yuming could feel the sound of his heartbeat and the melody of vibrations coming to his ears through the half of his face that was pressed against his chest.

"Don't be afraid, you're not killing a human being." Ling Xuan patted his back gently.

Li Binyi and Fu Bohuan were extremely unhappy, but they found that Mo Yuming's tense body relaxed and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, so they had to temporarily suppress their desire to kill Lingxuan.

"But their bodies are human..." Mo Yuming was actually a little confused. Although he was a book traveler, he was not a special forces soldier or a person with a particularly strong mentality. He could not treat this world as a game, put himself in the perspective of a bystander, and kill monsters coolly.

Every time he thrust the knife into the zombie's head, Mo Yuming could feel the frightening feeling of human bones and flesh touching the blade. As a college student, if he were to travel back in time, he could even say "Yes, I know" to the beginning of a murder case, "Those who have killed people often know it" while watching a certain audio app.

If he goes back, can he still treat it as a dream as if nothing happened?

"Then don't go back..." Ling Xuan's voice was very low, almost a whisper.

Even Mo Yuming, who was clinging to him, didn't hear clearly.

"What did you say?" After Mo Yuming's train of thought was interrupted, he realized how awkward his current position was, and immediately pulled himself out of his arms as if nothing had happened.

"I say, don't think too much. Only by killing these zombies can we prevent more people from being infected." Ling Xuan gently touched his head.

Mo Yuming: Huh? Did you say so many words just now?

However, it is true.

Li Binyi and Fu Bohuan felt that Mo Yuming's emotions were gradually stabilizing.

Li Binyi walked up and asked, "Mo Yuming, is it because you killed so many zombies by yourself for the first time that you feel uncomfortable?"

Mo Yuming scratched his head awkwardly: "Yes, sorry, my thinking just now has reached a dead end."

"Why don't I give you some trouble so that you won't be in the mood to recall the fear for a while?" Li Binyi gave him an angelic smile.

Mo Yuming seemed to have his soul cleansed under the light of this smile.

"You said."

Ling Xuan and Fu Bohuan also looked at Li Binyi with curiosity.

"Mo Yuming, I like you." Li Binyi smiled even more brightly, leaving no room for retreat: "It's the kind of love that wants to do intimate things with you. Can you be with me?"

Mo Yuming instantly felt like a chicken with its neck strangled, his brain went blank.

Ling Xuan's face turned green instantly, and the fluctuation in his silver eyes was like the reflection of a knife as he stared at Li Binyi coldly.

Fu Bohuan touched his chest in confusion, feeling a strong desire for destruction in his heart.