Apocalypse Gold Farm

"Chirp!" Indus squatted seriously on Bai Yesheng's shoulder, looking at the phone.

"Look, the power of the secret push has slowed down." Bai Yesheng said, "It's impossible for that one person to jump up and down to cause such a big storm. After all, the number of fans of Wutong and me is not small. As long as some people don't Secretly fueling the flames, that's fine."

"Jiujiu!" Indus followed closely and nodded.

After thinking about it, Bai Yesheng felt that he couldn't mislead Wutong, so he said, "Of course, we can't do anything purely relying on fans. No matter when, we still have to rely on our own strength."

This time the matter was a bit complicated, and Bai Yesheng couldn't explain it clearly in a few words, so he didn't explain it at all, and let Wutong see and think for himself.

Leaving from the square in a low-key manner, Bai Yesheng saw Qianxi and Bai Yefei coming from a distance, and he avoided it without saying hello.

Now it is said that L City is the safest, but that is only relatively speaking, with a large population base, new zombies will appear every day, and only a few zombies will be killed because of getting in the way, and the rest will wander around at will.

Although the zombies are gradually changing and becoming stronger, most people still don't pay attention to them, and only kill one or two zombies when they really threaten their safety.

After all, as long as you come into contact with zombies, you may be infected. Since hiding in the house is enough, why kill zombies?

"It's here!" Bai Yesheng got out of the car, and Wutong jumped off after him.

Bai Ye didn't get out of the car, but stayed in the car in case someone stole the car.

All those who came from the square to kill zombies chose this place. This side is all concrete, and the dirt road is 50 meters away. There are some zombies wandering there, attracted by the breath of living people, but there are no mutated earthworms.

Several people held various tools, and after attracting the zombies, they scrambled to kill them, cut off their heads and put them aside.

"Chirp!" Wutong ran forward a few steps, braked sharply, and looked back at Bai Yesheng.

"Come back, we don't need to kill zombies, just watch them kill them." Bai Yesheng thought for a while.

He just needs to watch. If the zombies come and are killed by him, maybe these people will not be happy. After all, killing a zombie requires giving something.

There were people behind who heard the news, and Bai Yesheng also agreed to let them kill the zombies.

Although the things given are not many, the zombies are also not difficult to kill. As long as you are careful, it is not a problem to kill twenty or thirty in a day. This is more than 20 dried sweet potatoes, and it is heavy to carry.

"Brother, what on earth are you thinking?" A buddy killed as many zombies as there were fifty. He took half of the peanuts and half of the dried sweet potatoes, and didn't leave.

"It's okay to be idle, and I'm going to do something meaningful." Bai Yesheng said, "Aren't there a lot of followers on the Internet to blackmail me now? It's gone now."

The buddy smiled disdainfully and said, "With your current strength, you can summon a team with high combat effectiveness at any time, why bother to do these things? Besides, there are keyboard trolls on the Internet, what do you care about those people?"

What he said was true at all, and many people contacted Bai Yesheng in private, wanting to surrender.

But Bai Yesheng didn't want any of them. He smiled, "I don't want to have a lot of people, and I have to feed them every day, and I have to comfort them. It's much more convenient to call temporary workers in this way. If you don't have work, you won't be able to work for things." convene."

"Hey, you're a smart guy." The buddy nodded with a smile, and walked away carelessly.

"Chirp!" Indus climbed up along Bai Yesheng's clothes, his head was full of doubts.

Bai Yesheng watched his buddies go farther and farther, turning a corner and disappearing, so he whispered, "Wutong, remember, no matter when, we actually have to abide by the rules. Sometimes we just A member of the rules, not the person who made the rules, just recognize this. The rules are made by the team leader and the others."

"Chirp!" Wu Tong tilted his head and thought for a while, but he still didn't quite understand, but he didn't continue to struggle, but looked into the distance with piercing eyes.

There are still people who are killing zombies, and some people are injured, roaring in despair, rushing into the pile of zombies and committing suicide.

The living people stared numbly at the person who committed suicide, and then continued to kill the zombies. Maybe the next zombie they killed would be the person who committed suicide, but it had already turned into a zombie, and the value was only a piece of dried sweet potato.

"Kill!" Someone was so red-eyed that more and more zombies were attracted, and the danger was also increasing, but they didn't notice it at all.

Bai Yesheng sighed, stepped forward to help kill the zombies, and dragged the person back, "Okay, I'll give you something, take it home, and don't need to kill the zombies anymore."

A bag of things was stuffed in, and the man was carrying it, his hands trembling a little nervously.

"There is no one in my family. They are all dead, one by one, and I watched them turn into zombies. What do you think I am alive? It's better to die. Come and tell me, how can I do it?" live on..."

Bai Yesheng frowned, shook off his hand, and said, "I don't know how to survive, but I won't sympathize with you. Everyone is responsible for their own affairs, and others can't help you. You come to kill zombies, I'll give you something, that's all."

"Hahaha." The man laughed and walked away, looking a little crazy.

But Bai Yesheng knew that those who said, shouted, and laughed like this were normal, and those who couldn't cry or laugh were truly useless.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Bai Yesheng drove the last person away, and sent a text message to the team leader, asking him to deal with the zombie corpses here tomorrow, get in the car and leave.

Fortunately, no high-level zombies were encountered today. Unfortunately, several people were scratched by zombies and committed suicide.

Sighing, Bai Yesheng took out his mobile phone to read the information on the Internet.

Things about the child gradually disappeared, and there were almost no people born to Hei Baiye, but there were some people who teased him, saying that he was a small belly, and he would take revenge if he had a grudge;

Many people also asked Bai Yesheng, when will he spread the money again, there are still so many people in the family who can't get rid of the pot and are waiting to be fed.

Bai Yesheng thought for a while and wanted to post his status, "Not in the near future. But the rice in my house is about to mature, and I will go to dry the rice in front of the office building in a few days. If you need some help at that time, if you want to help, you can pay attention to me news."

Back home, Wutong suddenly yelled and ran to the field behind.

After turning on the light, Bai Yesheng tidied up a bit, went to the kitchen to fry noodles for dinner, and saw Wutong came back with that weird gray bird again.

"Come again?" Bai Yesheng stared at Hui Niao and asked, "Why do you always come?"

"Chirp!" Seeing that the gray bird was not moving, Wutong stretched out its claws and kicked it, but the gray bird remained motionless, curled up like a quail.

Bai Yesheng thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it to the old man Shanyue and Wang Wenxuan.

Soon there was a message reply, and it was Wang Wenxuan who sent it.

"Grey-feathered birds are used to spy on information. They don't speak to strangers, only to their masters, which is similar to human speech!" Wang Wenxuan quickly sent back to add, "It should be raised by someone of the same kind. It’s hard to say. But I’m afraid someone is really coming to L City, so you have to be careful!”

After a while, the old man Shanyue also sent a message, which was similar to Wang Wenxuan's, but he seemed not quite used to playing with mobile phones, and wrote a lot of typos.

"Is there no way to prevent this thing?" Bai Yesheng doesn't want his information to be known by interested people, especially now that he has not only planted stinky fart seeds, but also three spiritual plants, which cannot be known to others.

"No, this kind of gray-feathered bird needs to be raised from the shell. The first thing you see is the owner, and it will be loyal for a lifetime." Wang Wenxuan quickly replied.

Bai Yesheng thought for a while and asked, "What if I disguised myself as his master?"

Wang Wenxuan was taken aback for a moment, obviously did not expect such an operation, he hesitated to reply, "If you are exactly the same as the master, maybe something different will happen. But no one has ever been able to pretend to be exactly the same as others... "

"Oh." Bai Yesheng didn't say anything more.

The most urgent task now is to know who sent this gray-feathered bird, and to find out what he looks like.

For this reason, Bai Yesheng took out his mobile phone and made Wutong do a magical square dance while playing the music, then recorded it as a video, and played it on a loop in front of Gray Feather Bird.

The bird was kept in a small cage, and forced to watch the square dance of Qu all night, so that it couldn't help but sway to the tune.

After three days of this cycle, Bai Yesheng opened the cage and released the gray feather bird.

Coming out of the cage, the gray-feathered bird subconsciously shook its body, looked around with its small eyes, and finally no longer looked like a quail, but spread its wings and wobbled forward.

Bai Yesheng took Wutong and followed behind on a bicycle.

After coming out of the village, going down the mountain, and finally entering L City, and entering a very inconspicuous neighborhood, after seeing the window where the gray feather bird entered, Bai Yesheng put on a mask and hat, and followed him upstairs.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Who?" The voice inside was wary.

"I'm from the office building, I need to register." Bai Yesheng said.

"Wait a minute!" A voice yelled from inside. Hearing the voice, it should have been prepared. After a while, he opened the door, revealing half of his face, still very vigilant, "Register what?"

Bai Yesheng pretended to take out the form and asked, "I want to see my name, gender, and ID card too."

"Skinny fifth, male, without an ID card." The thin fifth said with a sullen face.

"It's not a nickname, it's a real name." Bai Yesheng frowned, deliberately raised his head and stared at the skinny old five.

The thin old Wuyuan let go of his clenched fists quietly, and said with a cold face, "Niu San."

"Success, you live here, right? Don't move around. L City will conduct a census recently, and people with supernatural powers will be recorded. By the way, do you have any supernatural powers?" Bai Yesheng imagined the appearance of Qiu Zhang's ink marks , also began to ramble.

The skinny old five became impatient, and said directly: "No." Then he closed the door with a bang.

The author has something to say: I got up late, I was a little tired yesterday.The next two chapters are fine.