I fired my boss at the beginning, and I became rich by doing business in the end times

"You have a countdown on your hands. You will be kicked out after it ends. Pay attention to the time."

Lin Wanwan reminded.

An Xin and the others raised their hands and took a look. There were still two minutes left, so they had to hurry up. They stood up and walked to the window, "Boss Lin, I want to spend all the remaining gold coins. Do you have enough things here?"

It’s not that he didn’t believe in the other party’s strength, but it’s hard to imagine that there are still people who have so much food to sell in the end times.

Lin Wanwan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, there is sufficient stock."

"That's good."

An Xin called Chen Xiang over and said, "I'll have to use your spatial ability now. Thank you for your hard work."

If you take the food out, it will be frozen into ice lumps, and it will be a problem how to eat it next time.

Chen Xiang, who was suddenly called out, felt that he was finally useful. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Well, it's a bit polite for the captain to say that."

I was born to be useful. That’s great. Finally, I don’t have to be looked down upon anymore.

Bu Yaolian felt unhappy seeing the captain's nice attitude towards Chen Xiang. There was a trace of resentment in her eyes as she stared at them. Why was she treated so gently by the captain as soon as she arrived? Was it a big deal to have space?

I turned around and saw my teammates packing up their things, and my thoughts changed.

"hiss……"

Teammates looked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Buyao Lian covered her arm and gritted her teeth in pain: "The wound hurts suddenly." She pretended to be strong and forbearing, "It's okay, just bear with it."

Obviously the wound wasn't very deep, so someone put forward a hypothesis, "Could it be that he was infected with a bit of the zombie virus?!"

Everyone gasped. This was terrible. If the wound was contaminated with the zombie virus, would it mutate?

Bu Yaolian, who wanted to gain sympathy, was frightened by this and turned pale. She kept shaking her head: "No, no, I won't be infected."

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to become a zombie, she still wants to live well.

Seeing her panic and fear, An Xin said, "Don't worry, it's just a hypothesis. Besides, I haven't heard of any cases of people mutating after being exposed to zombie blood. We should go back to the base and get treatment as soon as possible."

At this time, Bu Yaolian picked up her bag and was about to leave, "Yes, yes, let's go back to the base. I will be fine."

Suddenly, he grabbed An Xin tightly as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw, his eyes widened, his face was so nervous that it turned blue, "You will save me, right? You won't just stand by and watch me die, right?!"

The questions he raised one after another seemed a bit aggressive.

They all thought she was frightened and did not notice that there was anything wrong with her hideous face.

"We will rescue you, don't worry."

The unanimous assurance did not calm her down. Instead, she turned to Chen Xiang with dark and vicious eyes.

It was clearly because she was caught by the zombies accidentally. Now she thinks it’s all Chen Xiang’s fault. If he hadn’t saved her, if she hadn’t yelled, if there weren’t too many zombies in her area…

Anyway, it’s not my fault.

Chen Xiang has a relatively simple personality. She was too scared when she ran away just now and she didn't know what happened. When she heard that Bu Yaolian was injured, she thought it was her fault.

At this moment, she was trembling with fear, biting her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm not..."

Before he could finish his words, the time on their wrists began to count down to ten seconds, and the red Arabic numerals grew larger and flashed continuously.

"Okay, let's go back quickly."

Now is not the time to blame anyone, let’s deal with the current problem first.

An Xin turned around and said goodbye to Lin Wanwan and the others, then led his teammates towards a main road where there should be a parking lot to find suitable transportation to return to the base.

"Let's go too." Lin Wanwan said.

There should be no survivors in this place, and the zombies have been almost dealt with, so there is no need to stay any longer.

The route is random, choose whichever road is wider.