Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

"what happened?"

Li Muchen looked at Mo Yanshu who was reading him seriously, and his heartbeat quickened again.

"That... is... you... me..."

Mo Yanshu looked at him quietly, his eyebrows slightly raised, and then he slowly took two steps forward, closing the distance between them: "Good morning, Muchen."

Good morning, my love...

Li Muchen, who was looking at him, was distracted and lost his balance at this moment. He could only hear his voice whispering in his ear.

"I won't regret it. I'm yours."

As he spoke, Mo Yanshu lowered his head and gently pressed his cheek against Li Muchen's.

One is cool, the other is hot.

Li Muchen was stunned.

"I'll wait for you outside." Mo Yanshu looked at him and chuckled, then raised his hand and gently rubbed his hair, then turned and left the room. Li Muchen was left standing alone in the room, a little dazed.

……

When I walked into the dining room, Liang Fengyuan was sitting at the table. He didn't look too well and had big dark circles under his eyes.

Li Muchen was puzzled, but still asked: "Xiao Liang, did you not sleep well last night?"

"Very good." Liang Fengyuan shook his head.

"Then why do you have such an expression?"

Liang Fengyuan glanced at Mo Yanshu and said nothing.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, Li Muchen also glanced at Mo Yanshu.

Mo Yanshu didn't say anything. He raised his hand, picked up a piece of ham and put it in Li Muchen's bowl.

Li Muchen looked at Mo Yanshu, then at Liang Fengyuan, and finally he sighed deeply, picked up the noodles in the bowl, picked up the piece of ham that Mo Yanshu had just given him and put it in his mouth. Hmm, it smells so good.

The TV was still playing news like "Don't go out, wait for rescue", but because Mo Yanshu had experienced it before, he knew that the initial period of the apocalypse was the best opportunity to collect supplies.

At this time, most people still had surplus food at home, and if no one in the family was infected, they could survive for a period of time by relying on the food they had eaten before. But later on, people found that they could not wait for rescue...

By then, many people would have to venture out fully armed and fight for a pack of instant noodles. This is when the zombie virus would begin to spread rapidly.

After dinner, Li Muchen turned the house upside down, wanting to bring more useful things. After picking and choosing, he found a baseball bat that had not been used for a long time. He also took a few more books and put them in the bag. Then he put on his backpack and the three of them set off.

I tiptoed down the stairs and nothing special happened along the way.

The sunlight above my head seemed to be getting dimmer and dimmer. As soon as I walked out of the corridor, I suddenly heard someone whistling upstairs.

Li Muchen frowned and looked back.

At this moment, Mo Yanshu, who was walking beside him, suddenly pulled him hard.

Before he could even react, he fell into a cool embrace.

"Clap!"

A flower pot fell to the ground in front of my eyes and broke into pieces.

Fortunately, Liang Fengyuan was walking behind the two men and had not yet left the corridor, so he was not hit.

"Yo-ho!" People upstairs started whistling. Judging from the sound, those people should not be very old.

Li Muchen raised his head and looked upstairs, wanting to curse, but suddenly he heard a "ho ho" sound coming from the side, and his heart sank.

Those people did it on purpose.

They know there are zombies downstairs...

These people must have just heard their footsteps coming down the stairs...

Li Muchen's lips twitched twice. He looked at the zombies that were approaching from a distance and raised his head to curse, "You little bastards! I advise you not to show off everywhere! If you walk outside like this, everyone will know that you are made of black-hearted cotton without X-rays! Shame on you!"

Mo Yanshu half-hugged his shoulders with one hand, looked at the zombies slowly surrounding him from a distance, frowned slightly and said, "Let's go. There are many people like this in the end times. Don't be angry. Don't pay attention to them."

"I'm not angry. But how can there be such a mean person? I provoke him, why is he so rude? He deserves a lesson."

Liang Fengyuan's eyes darkened. He looked out the corridor, counted the floors, and turned around to go back into the building.

"What are you doing? Come back!"

Li Muchen took two steps forward and was about to grab Liang Fengyuan, but Mo Yanshu grabbed Liang Fengyuan by the collar before him and strode out of the corridor with him.

"Let me go! I just want them to taste what zombies taste like."

"Do you want to be buried with them? Those who meddle in other people's affairs will die early." Mo Yanshu said coldly, "Let's go."

As he spoke, he glanced upward coldly, grabbed Liang Fengyuan by the scruff of the neck, and with his other hand naturally took Li Muchen's hand, and walked quickly towards where they had parked the car before.

"Ho..."

Li Muchen looked back when he heard the sound. It was said that the zombies were active at night and hid during the day, but it seemed that as long as these zombies were stimulated by the sound, they would gather towards the place where the sound came from, regardless of whether it was daytime or not.

However, these zombies are now moving relatively slowly, and seem to be relying solely on hearing, so they are relatively safer.

What Mo Yanshu said before was right, now is the best time to take action.

Thinking of this, he tilted his head to look at Mo Yanshu, then laughed again.

After getting in the car, Li Muchen sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt and curled his lips: "If the zombies hadn't come, I would have gone upstairs to scold those people no matter what."

"They won't survive." Mo Yanshu shook his head and said calmly after fastening his seat belt.

"Hmm?" Li Muchen paused after hearing that, turned his head and looked at him, puzzled, "Why?"

"The noise of smashing flower pots is too loud." Mo Yanshu started the car while speaking. Li Muchen had taken him to the old house once before, and he still had some impression of it.

"It won't be long before all the zombies around will gather over there. There's no sunlight in the corridor."

Mo Yanshu stopped talking here.

Li Muchen understood.

If that is the case, then it is just the cycle of cause and effect, and one is reaping the consequences of one's own actions.

Along the way, the three of them didn't talk much.

Li Muchen took out the letter his grandfather gave him from the package again and read it. Then he casually pulled out a book on physiognomy from the bottom and started reading it.

The book was not thick, it was thread-bound, and it looked quite old.

The car drove for about half an hour and gradually drove out of the city. Mo Yanshu turned the steering wheel and turned into a gas station on the side of the road.

“Duang…Duang…”

The staff member wearing the gas station work clothes was standing inside the convenience store door at this time, constantly banging on the door, as if he heard the sound and wanted to come out.

Through a transparent glass door, Li Muchen could clearly see that the man's eyes were now grayish, his flesh had become a little shriveled, and he was still holding a broken barcode scanner in his hand.

Mo Yanshu looked around and saw that the surroundings were relatively safe. After pulling out the dagger, he skillfully took out the gas card from the storage box and got out of the car.