The end of the world is coming: Socially anxious zombies just want to travel around the world

In just four days, Black Street was transformed into a brand new one, seemingly not the Black Street we imagined.

Lan Li got out of the car after returning from a mission, staring blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him.

"Where did you bring this to me? Is this still a black street?"

Lan Li said blankly.

After saying goodbye to his equally bewildered teammates, he walked blankly through rows of familiar villas, went upstairs, and knocked on Yan Si's office door.

"Enter."

Yan Si's voice came from inside.

Lan Li pushed open the door, but didn't see Yan Si at first glance. It was only when he asked to look for someone again that Yan Si raised his hand from a pile of documents on the desk, and he was able to find Yan Si.

He approached and saw Yan Si, who looked extremely haggard. He said in disbelief, "Why are you so haggard? And what's going on in this black street now? Why are there so few people? There are almost no people to be seen. Did you clear out your inventory and sell them off?"

Although Yan Si will not die and is not afraid of working all night, work is something that even if you are a god, you will become extremely exhausted if you work continuously.

This is an instinct that is ingrained in our bones and cannot be erased.

Hearing Lan Li's words, Yan Si rolled his eyes and continued with his work while saying, "That's about it. I've kicked most of them out. After all, the renovated black street doesn't need scum like them."

Lan Li was stunned when he heard this. He said, "Ah?"

Yan Si didn't want to explain to Lan Li any more because it was too troublesome and she couldn't explain it clearly in a short time. She simply took out the final draft of the Black Street Reconstruction Plan from the drawer, handed it to Lan Li and said, "Take a look for yourself."

Lan Li took it and quickly glanced through it. His eyes widened slightly, and he looked up at Yan Si and said what Yan Si expected: "This has been changed so much that it can't even be called a black street. It's completely a survivor base waiting to grow."

Sure enough, it was the expected answer.

In response to this, Yan Si put down the work in his hands and spread his hands nonchalantly, saying: "So I plan to change the name of Black Street to Happy Home."

Lan Li: ...

Yan Si looked at Lan Li's expression of eating shit and said puzzledly: "Isn't this name nice? I think it's awesome."

Lan Li once again:......

It's really beyond belief, boss.

Seeing Lan Li still looking like he was eating shit, Yan Si scratched his head and changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Tell me about your gains from this outing. Is there any new news?"

Lan Li recovered and sighed, "As for the Freya you mentioned, I still have nothing to show for it. It's really hard to find such a person from your few words."

Seeing that he still hadn’t collected any useful information, Yan Si rubbed his face in pain.

Although after the final transformation of the black street and Yan Si's strong attitude of not caring about anyone, his curiosity about the strange woman is not as strong as it was at the beginning.

After all, Yan Si is now only focused on building his ideal happy hometown, and has even put the most important plan of traveling around the world on hold, not to mention the elusive and indifferent Freya.

Anyway, Yan Si has let it go now. She can love whoever she wants and travel around the world to build a happy hometown before making plans. It doesn't matter if she loses some of her memories. It won't affect her current life anyway. She doesn't want to explore the "me" that appeared in the illusion. It's all in the past anyway. As for Freya, Yan Si doesn't care about her, Fuqiya or Fubaya.

It's so troublesome.

Yan Si only has one brain, and it is a broken one. He can't handle so many troublesome things full of mysteries.

They all went and started to move.

While Yan Si was struggling with various troubles, Lan Kai said, "Although I didn't gather any information about Freya, I did gather another piece of information that is absolutely very important."

Yan Si rubbed her hair that she had just pulled into a mess, raised her eyes to look at Lan Li who was keeping her in suspense, and asked, "What? How important is it?"

Lan Li was silent at this time. He bent over, resting his elbows on the table covered with scattered documents, holding his face with both hands, looking at Yan Si with clear blue eyes, and said: "This news is very rare. If you praise me, I will tell you."

Yan Si:......

What's wrong?

Yan Si opened his mouth but didn't say the four words in the end. Instead, he raised his hand and patted his head like he was petting a dog, and said perfunctorily: "Well, you are the best. You can get such important information. You are simply the best person in Happy Hometown."

The actions, words and tone were exactly the same as when Yan Si coaxed the stray dogs before.

Lan Li's eyes were sparkling, and it seemed as if there was a tail wagging behind him.

He coughed lightly, stood up straight, with a suspicious blush on his face, turned his head awkwardly and said: "In the South China Sea area, there are a large number of mutant pearl oysters."

Yan Si was stunned. Mutated pearl oyster? It seemed like he had heard of it from someone before.

"You know about blood-colored pearls, right? They are produced by mutant pearl oysters. They are a great tonic for people with special abilities."

"Although these mutant pearl oysters are not very aggressive, they are secretive and usually live in the deep sea, making them extremely difficult to catch. Usually, a blood-colored pearl is worthless."

Mutated pearl oyster, blood-colored pearl.

Listening to Lan Li's description, Yan Si remembered that when she was in Taisong City, the gift that man gave her was a blood-red pearl.

And that person was Lu Jinye.

Thinking of this, Yan Si suddenly felt ashamed.

At the beginning, Yan Si vowed that he would give him something of equal value when they met in the future.

As a result, they met twice. Not only did she not return the valuable things to him, but she also rescued Shen Xingzhi and others from his hands for free.

The more Yan Si thought about it, the more guilty he felt.

Lan Li continued, "And the Ten Deadly Sins organization seems to be plotting something recently. They seem to be planning to take over those mutant pearl oysters in one fell swoop."

The blood-colored pearl cannot restore spiritual power, it can only replenish the energy it has consumed and maintain its own operation.

Although I cannot recover my mental power, is it possible to expand my mental power limit?

After all, it was after Yan Si ate the blood-colored pearl that he awakened his mental control.

Thinking of this, Yan Si suddenly stood up and slapped the table, causing some of the papers to crackle.

Lan Li was startled by Yan Si's sudden action, and his words were instantly choked in his throat.

Yan Si looked at Lan Li and said to him, "I want to get involved in this blood-colored pearl as well."

Lan Li looked at Yan Si in confusion: "...Ah?"

As for the blood-colored pearl, Yan Si also wanted to get a piece of the pie.

Not only was it to repay Lu Jinye's favor in the future, but more importantly, Yan Si wanted to try whether the blood-colored pearl could expand the upper limit of his mental power.

Although I don't know if it will, it is definitely beneficial to mental strength, otherwise Yan Si would not have awakened mental control after eating the blood-colored pearl.

After such a long time, the meteorite core in my hand is still in an unactivated state.

Not even a circle of that bloody vortex.

Even though the big organization called the Ten Deadly Sins is also involved, it doesn’t matter. If you give it a try, the bicycle can be turned into a motorcycle.

If it doesn't work, I can follow them and pick up some leftovers.

I am the king of finding bargains.