The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

After dinner, except for the two female slaves.

Zhao Yin took all the people and animals and left the life space.

Everyone's eyes blurred and they appeared in the outside world.

"I'll give you half a day to bask in the sun outside," said Zhao Yin.

Most people and animals have not seen the sun for more than ten days.

Although the living space is safe, it is ultimately not as good as the outside world.

Bald Egg led nine vultures, flapped their wings, rushed into the sky, soared in the clouds, and croaked happily.

The old cow immediately rushed into the nearby grass and ate the tender grass shoots in big mouthfuls.

Poor cow, it was persuaded to eat meat because of Zhao Yin's "heartfelt words".

Over the past ten days, in the living space, the taste of birds has faded from my mouth.

Zhao Yin turned over and rode on Xiaobai, looking around.

This is an area of ​​lush forest, with winding and undulating mountains in the distance, one peak upon another.

Faintly visible is the highest peak, which is thousands of meters above sea level and reaches straight into the sky, like a giant standing between heaven and earth.

The snow that never melts all year round covers the entire mountain from the waist to the clouds. The sunlight shines through the gaps in the clouds, shining on the snow, making it sparkle.

The entire giant peak is like a majestic god descending to the earth, making people feel lonely and awed.

At this moment, Wu Xuegui, who was standing by, suddenly had a complicated expression on his face, and whispered in a low voice: "Kunlun!"

Zhao Yin was startled and looked over: "Old cripple, what did you say?"

"Boss, this is Kunlun! We have arrived at the territory of Daxia!"

The complexity on Wu Xuegui's face disappeared and turned into respect for Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yin was lost in thought when he heard this.

There have been countless legends about Kunlun in Daxia since ancient times!

He didn't expect to enter the territory of Daxia so quickly and come to Kunlun Mountain in this way.

It was an unintentional arrangement to let Tu Yi come here to wait for me that day, and that’s how I found the way back!

Zhao Yin shouted, "Lao Hei, take the old lame man and Wang Xiaolei with you. The old lame man will show you the way. Let's go back to Da Xia!"

At this moment, there was a rare hint of excitement in Zhao Yin's voice.

Wu Xuegui and Wang Xiaolei rode on Laohei. It was the first time in their lives for both of them to ride a mutant beast, and smiles appeared on their faces.

Song Xiaodao jumped onto Xiaobai's back, and then fell into Zhao Yin's arms, as if he was treating him as a comfortable backrest.

She took off her big leather shoes and used a rat claw to trim her toenails. Her little feet were white and her toes were like peeled garlic cloves, delicate and cute.

The people and animals rushed forward, raising dust and smoke, like a huge army galloping past...

The little monkey in the front was the first to take the lead. He did somersaults, somersaults, and somersaults. He jumped...

Zhao Yin rarely had such a mood. At this moment, all the people and animals were happy. The squeaking of the little monkeys echoed in the forest...

Finally, after all the people and animals had finished having fun, Zhao Yin asked Xiaobai to slow down.

"Old Cripple, are you familiar with this place?" Zhao Yin asked.

"When I was young and in the army, I was guarding the border between Daxia and Asan. One of my legs...!" Wu Xuegui paused and subconsciously touched his lame leg.

That was the glory and pain of his life!

Zhao Yin couldn't understand Wu Xuegui's complexity and didn't ask any further questions.

"Boss, after we cross these mountains, the place ahead is where our troops are stationed. There is a flat road there, but I don't know what it will look like after the end of the world." Wu Xuegui said complicatedly.

There was a sigh in his tone.

It seems that I didn't expect to come back here in this way.

Soon, the sound of corpses roaring was heard ahead, and more than a dozen zombies were wandering aimlessly in the mountains and forests.

They were all wearing military uniforms, not from Asan, but from Daxia, and they looked very young when they were alive.

Wu Xuegui’s face turned pale instantly. The scene he least wanted to see happened.

The end of the world has come, and even the army of Daxia could not escape the catastrophe!

Roar!

The little monkey was immediately excited, and rushed forward with the golden war stick in hand. He killed all the zombies with a few sticks and directly dug out the star crystal.

Then the little monkey came back excitedly, and handed a few corpse crystals to Zhao Yin as if he was presenting a treasure: "Master!"

Zhao Yin raised his hand to take it and found that they were all E-level corpse crystals.

Nowadays, most ordinary zombies have evolved to level E!

"Boss, I... I want...!" Wu Xuegui's voice was hoarse. He rarely had the courage to ask Zhao Yin for anything, but he suddenly choked and couldn't make a sound.

"You want to bury them?"

Zhao Yin looked at Wu Xuegui and sighed, "Go ahead. If you want cremation, ask Monkey for help. If you want burial, ask Lao Hei. If it's sky burial... ask Bald Egg for help. He's the best at it!"

"Bury it!"

Wu Xuegui looked at the little monkey and said, "Master Monkey, please help me!"

Since Zhao Yin had already spoken, the monkey naturally did not dare to refuse. It didn't understand why there were tears in the old cripple's eyes.

The little monkey walked over, and flames burst out from the golden war stick, setting the corpses on fire one by one.

Soon, everything turned to ashes!

Wu Xuegui climbed down from Lao Hei's back and carried Wang Xiaolei down with him.

Wu Xuegui suddenly stood up straight and saluted in a standard military posture that a cripple shouldn't have. At this moment, something changed in this bald old guy.

Zhao Yin didn't quite understand what that change was.

After a while, Wu Xuegui took off his military posture and returned to normal, becoming the cautious and amiable old cripple.

He spoke to Wang Xiaolei in a serious tone.

"Xiaolei, you were born into a military family. If it weren't for the end of the world, you would have been a soldier when you grew up. Please salute, Captain Wang!"

Wang Xiaolei took off her Indian military uniform and only wore the shirt Song Xiaodao gave her. The little girl also saluted in standard military posture.

Children from military families learn these things at a very young age.

Zhao Yin rarely rushed, waiting for the ceremony to be over, and then ordered: "Old Black, bury the ashes!"

Lao Hei used his special power and the ground suddenly rolled over, burying all the ashes. Then, grave mounds appeared one after another.

There is no need to erect a monument since we don’t know its name anyway.

It is even more impossible for descendants to come and pay tribute.

Zhao Yin didn't even know why he wanted to bury people in the apocalypse. He followed Wu Xuegui in doing this, just like a fool.

Perhaps, his blood has not really turned cold, but has been hidden by the cruel end of the world.

Perhaps, it was because the soldiers here once protected Daxia with their lives, and he, Zhao Yin, was also a part of Daxia.

The rest of the journey.

Zhao Yin encountered several waves of zombies again, sometimes there were only a few dozen or so, and sometimes there were hundreds.

Some of them were soldiers of Da Xia. Zhao Yin chose to take out the corpse crystals and bury them so that the deceased heroic spirits could rest in peace.

There were some, but they were the zombies of Indian soldiers who broke into Daxia. Zhao Yin took the corpse crystals and left.

Before the end of the world, the environment here was terrible, and even border herdsmen rarely came here.

Only these soldiers, who are not afraid of hardships and dangers, protect the homeland behind them.

When Zhao Yin encountered the twelfth wave of zombies, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid gunfire three thousand meters ahead.

……

beep...

The barrel of the Gatling gun was spinning wildly, sparks flying, and rows of bullets were flying rapidly towards the zombie group on the opposite side.

In less than a minute, a thousand rounds of bullets were fired.

A middle-aged soldier, wearing a tattered uniform and wearing the rank of colonel, dropped the Gatling gun and drew a sword from his waist: "Charge!"

More than thirty soldiers behind him drew their swords in unison and followed the colonel into the crowd of zombies, with swords flashing and black blood splattering everywhere.

Soon, all the corpses were slaughtered.

The middle-aged soldier panted and shouted, "Retreat!"

"Captain Zhao, after wasting so many bullets, don't you want the corpse crystals anymore?" asked a soldier with the rank of lieutenant colonel.

"The gunshots will attract nearby zombies. Don't do that. Retreat quickly!" Captain Zhao ordered.

Everyone took action immediately. They tied torn cotton wool under their feet, so there was no sound when they walked.

The lieutenant colonel muttered quietly, "The zombies are getting harder and harder to kill. A thousand bullets can only injure this small group of zombies. In the end, the soldiers have to charge in to kill them. Even the zombie crystals cannot be retrieved!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tuan remained silent and walked forward with his head down.

The twenty or so corpses behind them were all wearing Indian military uniforms...

A minute later, Zhao Tuan, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and looked towards the bushes on the side. He heard a rustling sound coming from inside.

All the soldiers' faces changed.

Even Zhao Tuan's face suddenly turned pale.