Film and TV time travel: reselling supplies as soon as the end of the world

Zhou Yang heard their discussion but did not respond. Instead, he continued to eat his food, thinking about finding a reason to get out and a place to break through the seventh level of the Nine Yang Divine Art. The Great Shift of the Universe was still in the secret room of the Ming Cult. After three years of investigation, Zhou Yang still had not found out the secret passage from that room to the secret room.

Zhou Yang ate all the steamed buns while listening to the group of people talking. Actually, ever since he used the four-star gene evolution potion two years ago, he could control his body's energy consumption. It was just that he ate a lot when he first joined the Ming Cult, and others got used to it over time. He now needed to maintain his own personality and didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of his sudden change.

Later, Zhou Yang discovered that after he became a four-star evolver, the energy from the food he ate could be stored in his body. In this way, when he was not exercising vigorously, he could maintain his energy consumption for a very long time, and he could also maintain his long-term retreat, which was also a disguised way of achieving the function of Bigu.

Zhou Yang finished his steamed buns, looked at the bowl of pickles that he had eaten up completely, clapped his hands and said, "Brothers, I'm done eating now, so I'll be leaving first. Take your time eating!"

"Hey, Sergeant Zhou, I have one steamed bun that I can't finish, would you like some?"

"Come on, brother, you should keep it for yourself. Little Peach Red is waiting for you down the mountain! If you don't take care of it now, Little Peach Red will drain you out!"

"Ha ha!"

Zhou Yang left the cafeteria amidst everyone's laughter. Just as he returned to his room, someone else came. It was his immediate superior, the sergeant Tang Mo.

"Boss Mo, what brings you here? Come and sit down."

"Don't do these useless things, kid. The flag bearer is going out to do something, and he sent someone to inform you to follow him. Pack up and go to the flag bearer to listen to his instructions!"

"Boss Mo, doesn't the flag bearer have his own guard? Why do you want us to go?"

"You're lucky, kid!" Tang Mo said unhappily and left.

Zhou Yang was also in pain. He really didn't want to go now. It seemed that the breakthrough would have to be put on hold. He quickly ran to the canteen to find the five people in his team and told them about the situation. The five people were so excited that they didn't even eat their steamed buns. They followed Zhou Yang to the flag bearer.

"Zhou Yang greets the flag bearer!"

Zhuang Zheng nodded and said, "Take your people and wait on the side. We will set off soon!"

"Yes!" Zhou Yang responded and stood aside with his teammates.

About ten minutes later, two more teams came. The squad leader who had confronted him in the cafeteria was also there. He walked up to Zhou Yang and glared at him, but Zhou Yang ignored him.

At this time, Zhuang Zheng came out and said, "Let's go!"

So a group of people followed Zhuang Zheng out of the hall and walked down Kunlun Mountain.

After walking for a few days, they arrived near Kunlun Sect.

Zhou Yang was puzzled. What did this mean? Are they here to attack Kunlun Sect? The two sects are so close, are they trying to fight for territory?

After arriving at an official road, Zhuang Zheng stopped and said, "We got news that a batch of herbs from Kunlun Sect will pass by here today. My Ming Cult has been short of herbs in recent years. I brought you here today to rob a batch of herbs. I didn't tell you the reason when we set out because I was afraid that the news would leak out."

Zhou Yang was so confused that he looked back at the twenty or so people on his side, and then at the twenty or so people on Zhuang Zheng's personal guards, which added up to about fifty people. "Boss, you brought us here to rob?" No wonder the Ming Cult has a bad reputation. How can it not have a bad reputation if it robs people all the time?

"My Ming Cult has been attacked by this group of famous and upright sects for the past two years. Today we will fight back." Zhuang Zheng saw that no one responded, so he tried to think of a morale-boosting sentence and said, "We must let these hypocrites know that there is a price to pay for bullying our brothers in the Ming Cult!"

"Yes! They must pay the price!" Seeing this, Zhou Yang quickly echoed loudly.

Everyone was startled by Zhou Yang's shout, but they immediately reacted and shouted that they wanted these hypocrites to pay the price.

Zhuang Zheng nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, "Pass my order down, anyone who leaves without reason will be killed!"

Afterwards, Zhou Yang's team was arranged in a hidden forest, and was told to rush out as soon as they heard the flag bearer's order. Zhou Yang touched the standard sword on his waist, and it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. In the last world, he only killed zombies and never killed anyone. This time, he probably had to fight with real swords and guns.

Fortunately, I am now a four-star evolver, and my Nine Yang Divine Art has reached perfection in the sixth level. Although I have not reached the seventh level of eternal life, I should have no problem protecting myself now.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Zhou Yang, who was originally nervous, almost fell asleep. Finally, near dusk, someone came to inform that they should be prepared, because the Kunlun faction team had appeared.

About twenty minutes later, Zhou Yang faintly heard the sound of carriages ahead, thinking that they were almost there. A few minutes later, someone came to inform them to get ready.

Just when Zhou Yang's palms were sweating, he suddenly heard a "whoosh" and then the neighing of a horse.

"Brothers, kill me!"

After hearing this, Zhou Yang stood up and started running towards the official road. Zhou Yang didn't even notice that he was running at the front of the team. After running for more than ten steps, he saw a very long team, with at least fifty or sixty carriages. One of the horses was lying on the ground with an arrow stuck in its neck.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Brothers, they are disciples of the Demon Sect, kill them!"

Zhou Yang had already run in front of a Kunlun disciple. After he stopped, he realized that he knew nothing, so he started to move in the starting posture of the Five Elements Chain Fist. Before Zhou Yang was ready for the starting posture, the Kunlun disciple opposite him had already drawn out his sword and stabbed Zhou Yang in the face.

The bright light of the sword flashed across Zhou Yang's eyes, and the sharp tip of the sword had already pierced the skin between Zhou Yang's eyebrows. He subconsciously drew his head back and took several steps back with all his strength, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. "Fuck, young people have no martial ethics! I haven't even got my starting stance ready yet."

"Demon cult monster, prepare to die!"

The Kunlun sect disciple had no intention of reasoning with Zhou Yang, and stabbed him with his sword. At this time, the Mingjiao disciples and the Kunlun disciples had already engaged in close combat, and the two sides did not even say a word of politeness, but just started fighting.

Zhou Yang did not make any starting moves at this time. He drew the sword from his waist and started fighting with the Kunlun disciple opposite. The opponent still had an order when fighting with a Kunlun disciple. Unlike Zhou Yang, who had no moves at all, he relied purely on his fast reaction speed to dissolve the opponent's moves one by one. It seemed a bit passive, but it was actually very easy. As long as he reacted fast enough, the opponent could not hurt him.

Zhou Yang even had the mind to observe the battle situation around him. The two sides fought back and forth, and there were no casualties for the time being. There seemed to be more Kunlun disciples, and many civilians hid at the back, watching this martial arts dispute.