Build a doomsday base, starting from the infinite supermarket.

Yan Wushuang didn't know how long he had been fighting. His arms, which had been constantly swinging out ice cones, had begun to feel numb, and the light blue protective shield around him had become extremely transparent.

All this meant that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

But he didn't dare stop, his mission was not yet completed.

"Lingling, don't be afraid, uncle will definitely take you out."

Yan Wushuang lowered his head to comfort the little girl in his arms, then continued to concentrate on fighting the zombies around him.

The little girl in his arms didn't say anything, but blinked her deep blue eyes. Then she stood there quietly, calmly looking at the zombies that kept flying towards her.

The zombies around continued to gather, and Yan Wushuang's counterattack made them even more excited, and their attacks became more fierce.

"Damn it, why is it never ending?"

Yan Wushuang cursed inwardly, and the next second he tried his best to knock away the zombie that attacked from behind.

The blue ice cone pierced the zombie's skull, killing it with one blow.

But at the same time, the light blue protective shield also broke.

The previous attack had used up the last of his strength, his supernatural powers were exhausted, and he could no longer maintain the protective shield.

Without the protection of the shield, the zombies moved towards the center with impunity.

Damn it, am I really going to die here?

Despair flashed across Yan Wushuang's eyes. There were at least a hundred zombies around them, surrounding the two of them tightly. It was impossible to find a way to break through.

The zombies kept getting closer and were about to pounce and bite.

Yan Wushuang didn't have the strength to fight anymore and could only hold the little girl in front of him tightly in his arms.

Alas, I didn’t escape after all.

Yan Wushuang sighed silently in his heart, looked down at the little girl in his arms, and a look of regret flashed in his eyes.

But... the expected pain did not come.

Instead, the screams of zombies continued to be heard all around.

Is anyone here?

Yan Wushuang looked up in surprise and discovered that a thin little girl had appeared among the zombies at some point.

The little girl looked like a ghost, holding an extremely sharp dagger in her hand. Wherever she went, the zombies' brains were cut open.

The gray brain matter inside sprayed all over the place.

Even though Yan Wushuang had killed so many zombies, he couldn't help feeling nauseous when he saw this scene.

By the way, Lingling!

Yan Wushuang suddenly thought of the little girl in his arms, and quickly reached out to cover her eyes.

The child is still young and has rarely been out, so he can’t bear to see such a bloody scene.

But when he wasn't looking, the little girl was watching everything in front of her with great interest, without any fear in her eyes.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands blocked her view. The little girl didn't get angry, but just stood there quietly.

Song Zhi's movements were clean and neat. He cut the zombies like cutting vegetables. With a flick of the knife, the zombies fell to the ground.

About five minutes later, all the zombies around were cleared out by Song Zhi.

The system was completely stunned. It wanted to speak, but couldn't organize the words properly.

Its cognition was once again refreshed by the host.

With the host's ability, he can get by without it in the end times...

Over there, Song Zhi had already put away the dagger and came in front of Yan Wushuang.

"Are you all right? Are you hurt?"

Song Zhi stood two meters away from Yan Wushuang, looking down at the two men.

We can't get too close in case someone among them gets hurt.

The onset of the zombie virus can be slow or slow, but no matter how fast or slow it is, as long as one is infected with the zombie virus, the only thing that awaits him is mutation.

Yan Wushuang knew what Song Zhi meant and quickly waved his hand.

"Don't worry, girl. We are not injured. These scratches on our clothes were accidentally caused on the road."

As Yan Wushuang spoke, he pulled apart the torn part of the clothes so that Song Zhi could clearly see that there was no injury inside.

"Lingling is not injured either. There are no wounds on her body. You can rest assured, young lady."

Song Zhi looked carefully and confirmed that neither of them was scratched by the zombies before continuing.

"It's not safe around here, follow me."

Song Zhi took Yan Wushuang and the little girl in his arms and walked towards the supermarket together.

It was getting dark now, and the supermarket sign lit up on time, standing out in this wasteland.

Yan Wushuang saw the glowing sign from a distance, looked at Song Zhi, and said in surprise.

“Do you own that supermarket over there?”

This was his first time in this wasteland, but judging from the degree of desolation around here, it was clear that there was no base nearby.

Generally speaking, supermarkets opened in the apocalypse are basically opened inside the base, or not far from the base.

Firstly, there are many people coming and going, which makes sales easier; secondly, it is safe.

Ten years after the end of the world, people still don't understand the zombies' attack patterns, so they can only gather together as much as possible to build a survival base. Everyone works together to increase their chances of survival.

But this supermarket in front of me is not near the base, but in the wasteland...

"Well, don't worry, it's safe over there, there won't be any zombies coming over."

Song Zhi nodded slightly, turned to look at the little girl next to Yan Wushuang, and said another sentence.

When the little girl whose hand was held by Yan Wushuang heard this, she blinked her beautiful deep blue eyes at Song Zhi, looking very cute.

Seeing this, Song Zhi chuckled again as a response.

For some reason, ever since she first saw this little girl, she felt inexplicably familiar with her, as if she had seen her before.

But she tried hard to search her mind for a long time and couldn't find any information about the little girl, so she had to give up.

Maybe it's just a matter of chemistry.

At the entrance of the supermarket.

Under the bright supermarket sign, Yan Wushuang's tense nerves finally relaxed.

He no longer had any strength left in his body, and with a plop, he fell to his knees.

"Are you OK!"

"Ahem... I'm fine, just a little weak." Yan Wushuang waved at Song Zhi, saying weakly.

The area around here looks pretty safe, he really needs to take a break.

Song Zhi walked to his side, helped him up and sat him on the ground, and only walked into the supermarket after making sure that he was still alive.

Half a minute later.

Song Zhi came out with two bottles of mineral water and two bags of bread in her hands.

"Here, drink some water."

"Water? I have some purifiers here. Let me find some."

Yan Wushuang had his back to Song Zhi and did not see the mineral water in Song Zhi's hand. He just listened to her and thought it was just ordinary surface water.

Although the surface water in some places is not polluted, drinking it for a long time will still cause problems to your body.

For this kind of situation, large bases will develop purifiers specifically for purifying water sources. If you add a few drops of purifiers to the drinking water, there will be no such risk.

However, this purifier is usually only circulated within the base and is very precious. He only has a small bottle.

He took it out because the little girl had just saved their lives.

"Purifier?"

"Yes, that's it."

Yan Wushuang struggled for a long time to dig out a blue reagent from his arms, and finally took it out. He turned around and handed it to Song Zhi.

But when he turned around, he found that the water in Song Zhi's hand was completely different from what he expected.

“Is this the kind of mineral water that circulated before the end of the world?”