I have special whitewashing skills [Quick Transmigration]

In terms of spiritual brain development, it is not difficult to see through his identity.

After figuring this out, Chu Xinze suddenly had the aftertaste that I thought I was jumping on flat ground, but it was actually a steel wire.

Swallowing, Chu Xinze finally couldn't help but said: [Fortunately, Dad, I'm not a hot chicken, otherwise I would be thrown by my cheap son to feed zombies. 】

……

This high-intensity meteorite catastrophe, which was not detected by any country, only lasted less than half an hour, but under the action of huge gravity, once it was smashed and rubbed, there would be no survivors.

After the meteorite catastrophe was over, the entire world shrouded in gray mist containing virus sources with an infection rate as high as 100% became quiet.

There is no helpless crying after the disaster, no hopeless hysteria, the shrouded blue planet seems to have lost its brilliance in an instant, exuding a decadent and decadent atmosphere.

Time is slowly jumping, one hour, two hours, three hours...

Finally, six hours after the sun rose, in a certain district of Z city, behind a wall that had been pierced, there was a creepy crackling sound of dislocated bones.

A chaotic world without order, morality, and reason has been officially opened bit by bit before the eyes of all survivors.

However, this has nothing to do with Chu Xinze, because thanks to the world BUG he hugged tightly, his life seems to be the same as before the end of the world, even his family.

Before being held by Meng Ziqian and welcoming into the heavily guarded villa with a star-studded attitude, Chu Xinze was in a tense state. After the home was furnished and decorated in the same way before the end of the world, the nerves that were still tense seemed to have touched some familiar softness, and they all relaxed bit by bit.

The light-colored sofa in the living room, the marble dining table in the dining room, the position of the pots and pans in the kitchen... This is the familiar home in his memory, no different.

Chu Xinze turned his head, suppressing the surprise buried in his eyes, "Here..."

Meng Ziqian smiled lightly, "Are you happy to go home?"

Chu Xinze nodded vigorously.

Sitting on the sofa, thinking about the things that many people have heard about the end of the world just now, they said cautiously: "Brother, the end of the world is...?"

After handing the peeled apple to the curious man, Meng Ziqian said, "There is no apocalypse, it's just a bunch of refugees robbing things. Ozawa doesn't need to worry about anything. With my brother here, it's safe."

Chu Xinze: Doomsday=Refugees You describe it so aptly, I am ashamed to say you are wrong

Seeing someone take a bite of an apple and smile sweetly at him, Meng Ziqian's lips also softened.

No matter when and where, his teenager doesn't need to know blood, darkness, or how cruel the world is. He should just live in the utopia he opened up like this for the rest of his life, carefree and carefree. .

……

Dawn broke in the morning, and the moisture that had not faded from the night was still in the air. Not far away with a thin white mist, a figure quickly moved from far to near.

The man was tall, with a vertical and narrow Tang knife held horizontally in his right hand. Whenever he encountered a zombie blocking the way, or a zombie approached within three meters of him as the diameter, he could always take the knife first. Falling, the movement is clean and neat, and the forward speed is not affected by half.

Swah——

Another zombie's head was cut in half with a knife, and the red and white sticky substance with a strong stench flowed out from the gap where half was cut off, and at the same time, the body fell down.

Bai Lang flicked the Tang Dao in his hand, and the blade, which was so thin that it would not be easily stained with blood, immediately returned to cleanliness, with no trace of filth.

This was the most valuable item he found when he passed by a villa two days ago, a military-style Tang knife made of high-carbon steel collected by the owner of the villa.

It can be seen that it has been preserved very well, presumably it was also the most precious collection of the owner, but now he has become Bai Lang's most convenient weapon.

Half a month ago, after knowing that the end of the world was coming, he finally escaped from the hospital one night and went directly to Meng Ziqian's house, but the building was empty.

As a former opponent, Bai Lang knew Meng Ziqian very well. He made up stories about him for four years. He thought that he would definitely win the crystal nucleus of the Zombie Emperor in Bai Zhifei's body. Made all preparations, waiting for the end of the world to come.

After thinking for a long time with the map of the whole country, Bai Lang finally set his goal on City Z, which has a superior geographical location and is known as a 'small granary'.

And these days, everyone he met told him what he heard, and he guessed right. Meng Ziqian's safe base—the first base was established in Z City. That gushed.

He also had to be quick, otherwise, if Meng Ziqian killed Bai Zhifei before he arrived, all his efforts would be for naught.

Thinking of this, Bai Lang's eyes darkened, and his hands moved faster.

After finally killing wave after wave of zombies, he passed through this deadly business district, and even found a full-gas SUV inside.

However, within 5 minutes of driving, Bai Lang suddenly saw a ragged little boy rushing out not far away, who looked like he was less than ten years old.

"Uncle, my dad hasn't come back after looking for supplies, can you stop the car and give me a ride to look ahead?"

The little boy has a chubby face, and he is very sincere when he blinks his eyes at people. There will be strong tears in his eyes, but when he mentions the word "father", he has the illusion that he is about to cry.

Such a sensible and grateful child, let alone before the apocalypse, countless people will be willing to help him after the apocalypse.

Bai Lang just sneered, and jumped over without the slightest hesitation.

Sure enough, soon after the car came the sounds of men and women jumping angrily and cursing.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, Bai Lang saw the middle-aged man and woman who kept cursing, obviously they were the child's parents.

Let's not talk about how dare a child run out in this kind of place, why didn't he encounter zombies during the run out, just say that in front of him who was reborn with supernatural powers, after meeting the fat sheep in the dark, he thought he could Zai's over-excited breathing sound was too obvious.

Tricking him into parking was just to grab the supplies in his car. In the face of the end of the world, human nature is vulnerable.

It's just that he didn't see this clearly in his previous life, so that he died under his own bad intentions, and if he still looks at a survivor and saves him in this life, then he is really stupid and hopeless.

He has no ambitions or ambitions, he just wants to find his younger brother and give him a safe home in the last days.

In this way, he kept rushing along the way, killing zombies, Bai Lang watched coldly all the way, and finally arrived at the No. 20 of the last days for three days, and arrived at the No. [-] Base, which is now the largest and most powerful in all aspects besides the government. Under the outer city wall.

Unlike the government centered on the capital, the location of the first base is too superior. Before the end of the world, City Z was known as a small granary. In history, there were also national capitals built here, and there was even an extremely strong city wall defense line.

Just because heavy industry is underdeveloped, City Z is far lower than other cities in terms of pace of life and population density. These are all disadvantages before the apocalypse, but after the apocalypse it has become the biggest advantage. Let’s compare various aspects Of course, those with supernatural powers are more willing to take refuge in the first base.

After getting off the car, Bai Lang looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar building, and was a little lost for a moment.

The towering city walls cast a huge shadow under the sunlight, like the entrance separating the two worlds.

The answer that he didn't look for in his previous life, that person, will also have a result here, whether it is good or bad.

Thinking of this, Bai Lang took a deep breath, and walked towards the registration entrance not far away, but just after taking two steps, a heavy palm like a cattail fan suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"Hey, kid!" The rough voice seemed to be obviously not kind.

Bai Lang's face darkened, he turned around, and saw a group of more than a dozen men of different heights, fat and thin, but equally vicious.

……

The shadows of the whirling trees formed a dense pile of black shadows, and the lights of the first base at night passed through the gaps, like eyes peeping through the windows on the second floor.

at this time.

"what--!"

Amidst the high-pitched and fearful screams, Chu Xinze, whose face was full of salty tears, almost screamed and woke up from the dream.

Sitting on the bed, he hugged his shoulders and kept trembling, his mind was full of bright red images from his dream, blood, a lot of blood, a lot of blood, his face, his body, was full of blood... …

"Ozawa!!!" Hearing the scream, Meng Ziqian pushed open the door violently.

However, that person who would always subconsciously keep his eyes on him whenever he appeared, was curled up on the bed at this moment, his pale paper face was covered with tears, and he was hugging his shoulders and trembling non-stop.

Meng Ziqian stepped forward quickly, hugged the frightened man in his arms, and coaxed softly: "It's nothing, it's a dream, it's just a nightmare, it's nothing."

But Chu Xinze grabbed his clothes tightly, her knuckles were terribly white, and she said with trembling lips, "No... no... it's not a dream, it's not... I saw... I saw it ..."

His eyes widened suddenly, and the picture in his dream suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, "I saw it, a lot of blood... a lot..."

My body, my face, the ground, and in front of my eyes are all covered in blood...

Suddenly, almost nervous, he stretched out his hand to wipe his face, but the liquid in his hand seemed to be the last straw that overwhelmed the camel's camel, stinging his already sensitive nerves to the point of collapse.

"Blood, blood