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

A white pigeon B was flying in the sky when it suddenly saw one of its own kind pecking at something below.

It recognized the white pigeon as the cheating partner of the girlfriend of the son of the friend of its mother's aunt's husband. It forgot what its name was, but anyway, they had visited each other through the tree door before.

"Hey, what delicious food are you eating?" Pigeon B asked the pigeon A below.

Of course, Pigeon A can hear the calls of its own kind, but it pretends not to hear them and continues pecking the ground in an immersed manner.

"Hey, do you want to eat alone on purpose? I tell you, if you do this I will tell the son of my mother's aunt's husband's friend!" Pigeon B didn't believe that the third pigeon would dare not share her share of the food.

"I'm sorry, brother." Pigeon A's pair of black eyes seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

Before Pigeon B could say anything, the ground where Pigeon B was standing immediately deformed, and suddenly it was imprisoned in a dark block of earth.

"Ah! What's going on?" Pigeon B shouted in panic.

"I have done what you said." Pigeon A now also wants to learn from humans and light a cigarette.

"Successful? Not bad, not bad." Mo Yuming got off the truck after hearing what Pigeon A said.

Xiao Yuan threw the earthen box into Mo Yuming's hands as if offering a treasure.

"Can you let me go?" Pigeon A felt that he was a terrible person.

Although Fu Bohuan didn't understand what it said, he could roughly guess what it meant. He reached out and touched the back of White Pigeon A, saying, "No, one is not enough."

Mo Yuming: "You are too cruel." But he turned around and said to pigeon A: "I can't do anything about it. This man just fed you poison. You should trick a few more of them over."

White pigeon A: Oh, humans are so scary.

Using the same method, they tricked three more white pigeons.

As for why he didn't continue, it was mainly because Mo Yuming was also hungry.

"Damn traitor!"

"Humanity's lackey!"

"A disgrace to the pigeon world!"

The pigeons in every dirt box were cursing. Mo Yuming heard several pigeons screaming at the same time, and his head began to hurt.

"Xiao Shuixi, let me handle it first." Fu Bohuan knew that Mo Yuming would not deal with pigeons.

"Okay, get them out first. They're too noisy." Mo Yuming rubbed his ears.

The only pigeon A was still in the truck. It felt very disappointed because it could not hear the voices of its companions anymore.

"We will let you go." Mo Yuming looked at Fu Bohuan outside excitedly dealing with the pigeons, and silently added in his heart: I think so.

"Human, you must not go back on your word, otherwise my master will come to avenge us." Pigeon A was so scared that he pooped.

"You still have a master?" Mo Yuming asked curiously.

"Of course." Pigeon A stammered.

Mo Yuming stared at Pigeon A's face, not quite believing it: "You didn't make up a master, did you?"

"Yes...really. And the master has many powerful animals, including lions, tigers, gorillas... Anyway, there are many, many. The master also lets these animals eat the two-legged beasts on the street every day!"

Hearing about these dangerous animals, Mo Yuming instantly became serious and continued to ask: "Then where is your owner?"

"Inside a transparent cube." said Pigeon A.

Mo Yuming guessed that it should be an office building, so he asked again: "Is it far from here?"

"Not far. I can fly there in a day and a half."

"Did your master ask you to do anything?"

This time, Pigeon A hesitated for a long time before answering: "He asked us to find a two-legged beast that has not decayed, like you."

"What do you want to do after you find it?" Mo Yuming had a bad feeling.

"Found it. Tell the master the habitat of the two-legged beasts. This is our mission." Pigeon A would never say that he was not that man's subordinate at all. These words were just what he heard the man say to the vulture brothers.

Mo Yuming pondered: Could it be that the other party wanted to find a nearby human base? Why did he do this? The other party had so many animals, could it be that he had the ability to tame animals?

"Xiao Shuixi, I've taken care of it." Fu Bohuan came to the truck holding a pot.

Mo Yuming felt his stomach churning and sighed: Forget it, I don’t want to think about it. There is no mission now and I don’t know what happened. There is no point in thinking about it.

"Why did you kill them all?" Looking at the four plucked pigeons in the pot, Mo Yuming was speechless.

"There's nothing we can do. There's only a little bit of meat left after they process it." Fu Bohuan didn't want to contribute his food resources to those people in the base.

After all, the meat couldn't be kept for long, so Mo Yuming made up his mind and used it all for barbecue.

The truth is that they have very few ingredients to use as seasonings, so they can't make pigeon soup. Mo Yuming feels that he has lost a lot, and when he has time, he must go to the Chinese medicine store to get some red dates, codonopsis, astragalus, angelica, ophiopogon...

Although it can only be roasted, the taste can be slightly changed. Mo Yuming made one pigeon spicy, one Orleans, one roasted squab (soy sauce version), and one salt-baked.

When the four different scents wafted up, Fu Bohuan's soul seemed to be controlled.

"Ok?"

"Don't ask anymore. This is the seventh time you've asked." Mo Yuming turned the pigeon meat over speechlessly.

"I think it's almost done. Can we eat it?" Fu Bohuan originally only needed to wait inside the truck, but he couldn't hold back. He had to guard his pigeon meat even though a group of zombies were attacking him from behind.

"Go and see if the meal is ready?" Mo Yuming just wanted to get rid of him.

"The meal is ready."

"How do you know if you haven't seen it?" Mo Yuming found that he didn't move at all.

“I have a good nose.”

Mo Yuming was annoyed by his nagging. Seeing that the meat was about done, he used chopsticks to stir the meat and found that it was indeed cooked, so he directed Fu Bohuan to get a bowl.

Fu Bohuan handed the bowl of rice to Mo Yuming and said schemingly, "Little Shuixi, you can let me eat what you can't finish."

"It won't be enough. We still have Xiaoyuan and Achang's short hair to eat." Mo Yuming broke his fantasy.

Fu Bohuan: Let’s destroy it. Why can’t this world only have him and Xiao Shuixi?

Ah Chang and Short Hair took the bowl given by their mother, took out the crystal core from the bags they were carrying, melted it into the food, and enjoyed it happily.

"Brother is so weird. He is so happy with mom. Why doesn't he come over?" Ah Chang felt that his brother had become stupid.

"That's right. How come my brother seems to have grown eyes?" Short-haired girl vaguely remembered that her brother seemed a little different at night.

"Haha, maybe there's some dirt stuck in my eyes." Ah Chang had no idea about level 11 zombies.

……

Huo Siyu put the pig feed into the face plate and fed it to the remaining two pet pigs.

"Eat."

He really couldn't understand how a financial analyst with a high salary could end up feeding pigs. Even if he turned into a zombie, it shouldn't be like this.

He said to the two pet pigs in a somewhat annoyed tone: "When that man comes back, I won't take care of you anymore."

Pet Pig: Damn, where are the two girls Xiangxiang and Ruanruan? This man doesn't care about the pig at all!