Rebirth in the end of the world, hold the ex's thigh tightly

At exactly five o'clock in the afternoon, a long and low whistle sounded on time.

The people who were doing voluntary labor outside the protective wall began to stop working and returned to the base one after another through the nearby passages.

The whistle will continue for half an hour. After everyone enters the base, at 6:30 in the evening, the outermost protective door of the base will begin to close.

The criminals, dressed in tattered clothes and unkempt faces, with cloudy eyes and dull expressions, walked in a line towards the dormitory area with heavy steps, accompanied by fully armed soldiers with live ammunition.

Occasionally there were a few scoldings, which had a strong visual impact.

Jiang Nian, who was about to leave, stood beside the car and watched from across the road, with no expression and no sympathy.

Don’t be fooled by their listless looks now. Before being sanctioned by the al-Qaeda, they were all lawless criminals who took advantage of the last days to commit serious crimes.

"I heard this morning in the water room that the weather has been getting hotter recently, and volunteers have been falling down every day and being gathered together and burned."

Jiang Wenwen on the side said casually that every time she saw these people, she was secretly glad that she did not go too far in the last days and maintained the good moral character of "I will not offend others if they do not offend me, but if someone offends me, I will kill him."

Jiang Nian nodded indifferently:

"This is clean and environmentally friendly, and it saves you from being eaten by zombies. Fresh corpses evolve faster."

There is more than one way to deal with the bodies of criminals, and it is rare for them to be thrown away directly in the South City base.

This was quite common in Base Z in my previous life. After all, it was a base dominated by local officials and psychics. The outer guards were not regular troops and acted more arbitrarily.

This resulted in the appearance of a large number of animals that feed on carrion, such as vultures, crows, and hyenas, around Base Z in addition to zombies.

But the strange thing is that these animals do not eat zombies and are not infected. At least when he died in his previous life, he had not heard of any animal mutations. Or maybe the news was incomplete.

Jiang Wenwen sighed:

"Some still have relatives, and their requests for ashes were rejected. It's quite pitiful."

Jiang Nian snorted coldly:

"How can they be pitiful? In most cases, the relatives are the beneficiaries of the criminals' atrocities. They should be thankful that they are not being prosecuted as accomplices. What kind of ashes do they want? They can hardly save their own bones!"

Children cannot be said to be completely innocent, and adults with normal autonomy are even less worthy. Under the law, the price will be paid sooner or later, so no one should indulge anyone.

"..."

Jiang Wenwen was stunned for a moment, then nodded in sudden realization:

"That's right... I've also heard that there are many criminals with special abilities, and they were doing very well and had numerous followers before entering the base."

Jiang Nian smiled:

"This is just a normal case of evil getting evil. Let's go and have dinner."

In any base dominated by official forces, there are rewards for reporting criminals, and they are very generous. Take the Nancheng base as an example. The starting point for one criminal is 10,000 points. Of course, there must be solid evidence, and it is definitely not possible to just speak out.

The official base has a unified set of process standards, so many people who do whatever they want after the end of the world are arrested as soon as they enter the base, and most of them are reported by people around them.

Often the more followers one has, the faster he dies. This is a test of human nature and the retribution in this life comes at any time.

In some cases, criminals report on each other, and the one who strikes first gets rewarded and then exchanges supplies to escape to other unofficial bases.

In the beginning, many people succeeded. Later, the base stipulated that the points obtained by the whistleblowers could not be exchanged for supplies within the specified time, and could only be exchanged after a review period.

The end result of 'evil dogs' reporting on each other is 'harming others and themselves'. However, many people are caught, but even more escape the net because of lack of evidence.

……

As the sun sets, looking out the car window, the doomsday base looks dull and desolate near dusk:

The dry and black earth, the majestic and cold walls, and the dusty roads as people and vehicles passed by.

Coupled with the occasional roars and mournful cries of birds coming from outside the protective wall, one feels very chilled.

"I didn't expect that I had never ridden in a luxury car before the end of the world, but now I am lucky enough to ride in one. It's a pity that the satellite phone has only one function, otherwise I would definitely take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments."

In the passenger seat, Jiang Wenwen sighed while eating the snacks given by Jiang Nian.

I was inferior to others before the end of the world, and I am still the same after the end of the world. Alas, comparing yourself with others will only make you feel pissed.

The satellite phone she used was a second-hand one, and several of its buttons were not sensitive, so it was very difficult to send messages, and the signal reception was not very good. It was completely incomparable to the one Jiang Nian used, which was obviously a military-grade model.

Jiang Nian echoed:

"I'm almost there too, all thanks to Brother Jing."

Thanks to his ex-husband, otherwise he would not have the chance to drive such a car and could only watch and absorb the dust when the car passed by.

Seeing how modest he was, Jiang Wenwen looked over curiously:

"By the way, what did your husband do before the end of the world?"

Cheng Jing seemed to come from a good family, but he didn't look like a playboy type of rich second generation either.

"security."

Jiang Nian answered truthfully.

“Security…”

Jiang Wenwen frowned slightly:

"security guard?"

"Uh……"

Jiang Nian thought it was okay to say this:

"It's also a type of security guard, or a senior security guard."

Jiang Wenwen asked again: "Mercenaries?"

"..."

Jiang Nian thought carefully about the nature of the commission that Cheng Jing and the others had accepted, and nodded:

"Almost. If you're abroad, that's probably what they call it."

Jiang Wenwen understood:

"I see. No wonder he looks fierce and rich."

A man who runs his own business is very stable.

"Uh……"

Jiang Nian tilted his head:

"Brother Jing isn't fierce. He was a soldier before, he's just a little serious."

He never thought that his brother was fierce. With a face like that, he could be quite aggressive when he was fierce.

Jiang Wenwen curled her lips:

"You are just in the eyes of your lover, and your love brain is playing tricks on you... I have experience."

If you like something, even if it is ugly or crooked, you can regard it as a rare treasure.

At first glance, Cheng Jing is the type of person who has a very strong possessive and controlling desire. Of course, he is also often terrifyingly loyal.

"..."

Since Jiang Nian didn't deny it, he didn't bother to refute it. He could be fierce if he wanted, since he wasn't being fierce to him anyway.

He would be upset if Brother Jing was a central air conditioner.

After thinking for a while, it was his turn to ask:

"Mind telling me more about your love brain?"

Everyone has a tendency to gossip.

Jiang Wenwen held half a boneless duck paw in her mouth, clasped her hands together and closed her eyes, and said in a vague voice:

"Breaking up is like being widowed. Let's respect the dead. The next one will be better behaved."

Jiang Nian: “…”

When he broke up with Brother Jing, did Brother Jing also spread the word that he was dead?

After a while, Jiang Wenwen finished showing off a bag of boneless duck feet and said worriedly:

"I say, with Cheng Jing's personality, is it okay for you to secretly treat me to a meal?"

Jiang Nian held the steering wheel with one hand and waved at her with the other hand:

"Don't talk nonsense. I didn't do it secretly. I just sent a message to Brother Jing to tell him."

No matter how brave he is, he wouldn't dare to drive his boyfriend's car to secretly take a girl out to eat. Reporting is a form of attitude.

If you don't report it, the nature of the problem will be at another level. Don't ask, if you do, you will be a model of male virtue.

Although she asked this herself, Jiang Wenwen still felt speechless:

"Are you really that scared?"

Could this person be being abused by Cheng Jing?

Jiang Nian shook his head: "It's not fear, you don't understand, this is love."

Jiang Wenwen: “…”

It’s numb, the meal we were supposed to have suddenly turned into dog food!