[System] The way to rebirth in the last days is difficult

The tip of the nose seemed to be lightly brushed by a feather, and it was softer than that, which made Zhao Bei's nose itch.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened a pair of bright eyes.

The goal is a white butt.

No, it's more accurate to say it's a white and fluffy rabbit butt that only wags its tail.

A rabbit was squatting on Zhao Bei's chest, twisting its buttocks happily, and its short, hairball-like tail swept back and forth across his face, making him slightly itchy.

Zhao Bei tried to move his body, but the rabbit stopped moving immediately and turned its head slowly.

A pair of moist eyes like red agate appeared in front of him, looking back and smiling, feeling like Bai Meisheng.His round and round rabbit eyes imprinted his downcast appearance with disheveled hair.

Zhao Bei secretly reached out his hand, trying to grab the restless Bai Tuan.

The little thing was very clever, seeing him grabbing it, it fled away with a whistling sound.

Seeing the rabbit disappearing into the bushes in a blink of an eye, Zhao Bei just watched and didn't take much action.

I just think this rabbit looks familiar!

On the other side, the white rabbit who had just returned and was about to lie down on a mess of hair suddenly felt a little itchy in its ears. It raised its hind legs and scratched its head and ears a few times, and the fluffy rabbit ears trembled.

The little zombie who was resting was awakened by the movement above his head, and suddenly opened his dark eyes, as if thinking of something, he quickly ran forward for a certain distance.

The rabbit on top of his head, seeing his resting "nest" suddenly moved, hastily bit a few black hairs to prevent himself from rolling down, but the next moment he was let go by the strange smell of the hair, and a few bumps , then rolled down from the top of the little zombie's head grumblingly, and rolled roundly on the ground a few times before stopping.

The white rabbit looked at the little zombie walking away from him, bared his teeth angrily, and turned around quite humanely, looking like I am angry.

And the little zombie saw that the human beings he had been noticing were still obediently staying where they were, with a pair of black and white eyes shining brightly in the darkness.He looked at the place for a while, then rushed back quite satisfied.

The little zombie felt that he had lost something?

Scratching his head, whatever, continue to sleep.

Zhao Bei slowly sat up from the ground and leaned against a tree trunk.

He raised his hand to look at his clothes. The delicate sleeves with dark patterns and borders seemed to be eaten by moths. They were full of tiny holes, pits and pits, so miserable.

There is also a "worm poison" state under the character panel, and the character cannot use internal power for twelve hours.

It's a misfortune.

Zhao Bei looked at the Yijin in his backpack and the equipment that would turn into a rag if he didn't repair it, and felt very resentful.

He needs gold, lots and lots of gold...

"Drumsticks, drumsticks—hehehe—" a silly voice suddenly sounded, mixed with the sound of swallowing saliva.

Zhao Bei saw that Zhao Jianwei was rolling up a thin blanket, smacking his mouth non-stop, and laughing nonstop.

"Ah—don't come here, don't come here, Ya Die——" Zhao Jianwei's voice suddenly changed, his voice was slightly shrill, and his hands were still waving non-stop.

Zhao Beimo.

So, what was he dreaming about?

Wu Quanzhong didn't sleep well, especially after he was injured and encountered such a disappointing thing, it was a physical and mental trauma.Therefore, when Zhao Jianwei uttered the first words in his sleep, he had already woken up from his sleep.

Through the faint light of the fire, he saw that the Taoist priest who had been in a coma all day seemed to have woken up.His originally exquisite Taoist robe has become tattered, and his neatly tied long hair is also a little messy. On the contrary, this kind of Taoist priest is much more popular than the cold one when we first met.

He saw the Taoist priest looking around, and his eyes just met the eyes he was looking at. Those eyes were so beautiful that people couldn't help but hold his breath. He didn't know if it was an illusion. There is a hint of warmth.

Wu Quanzhong walked up to him, sat down with his legs bent, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.He stroked the cigarette case, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth.

"Master Dao, thanks to you, we can live until now." His voice was tired and hoarse, and his face, which was not young at all, was flickering under the faint light of the fire, making it even more vicissitudes.

"Alas—there are only a few of us left in the huge convoy." Wu Quanzhong sighed, finally opened the cigarette case, and took out the last cigarette.With a cigarette in his pocket, he tapped on the case, took out a lighter, and lighted the cigarette leisurely.

"Where are people?" Zhao Bei looked around.

A bunch of small bonfires were burning in the darkness, and the flames danced in the night, emitting dim and flickering lights to illuminate the surrounding scene.Beside the fire were several figures tightly wrapped in blankets, and the slight snoring sound echoed in the darkness.

"They all ran away." The helpless tone of the person beside him pulled Zhao Bei's gaze back.

Wu Quanzhong took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring, which gradually rose and spread, and finally turned into a thin layer of mist floating in the air.

Zhao Bei looked at the ever-changing cloud of smoke, and Wu Quanzhong's vicissitudes of life narrated in his ears.

"Yesterday, after you passed out, other people in the convoy saw that the situation was not good, so they drove away in the car. Only a few old people in the convoy were left, but they were all old, weak, women and children." Wu Quanzhong paused, then took another breath Smoke, let out a sigh.

"After you fell down, I thought we were going to be buried in the insect's mouth, but I didn't expect a rabbit to come." When Wu Quanzhong said these words, he felt a burst of rejoicing.

"Rabbit?" Zhao Bei asked back.

"Yes, it's a very big rabbit. It's about this big." Wu Quanzhong said, gestured, and a little bit of soot with sparks scattered down. "The rabbit sucked all the bugs into its stomach with one mouthful, and ran away after eating."

A pair of dark red eyes flashed through Zhao Bei's mind, and Zhao Bei fell into deep thought.

"Cuckoo——" came from Wu Quanzhong's stomach, his face flushed slightly, and he felt a little embarrassed for a while.

"Haha, I haven't eaten for a day, and my stomach is already rumbling." Wu Quanzhong pretended to be relaxed and smiled, but the helpless expression still revealed his bitterness at this time.

Zhao Bei opened his backpack, which contained some in-game food.

He frowned, but didn't take out the things.

The distorted human heart in the last days has made him unable to determine whether he should risk exposing his ability to help others.

"Master, you're awake!" A roar in the silent night disturbed the sleep.

The sleeping people moved suddenly and muttered in dissatisfaction.

Zhao Jianwei also realized that his voice was too loud, which aroused public anger, and he immediately silenced after roaring.

He smiled awkwardly at everyone, tiptoed to Zhao Bei, salivating.

"Master, you are so powerful. Take me as an apprentice!" Zhao Jianwei's eyes were black and bright, full of anticipation.

Zhao Bei looked at the person in front of him carefully, and opened Zhao Jianwei's introduction.

Name: Zhao Jianwei

Sex: Male

Ability: wind ability

Appearance: Men's silk that can still catch the eyes

Evaluation: simple mind, well-developed limbs

"..."

The corner of Zhao Bei's mouth twitched imperceptibly. When will his game system be able to evaluate characters?

Then look at Zhao Jianwei who is looking forward to and staring at the stars.

Zhao Bei felt that the system's evaluation really hit the nail on the head.

"No." The expert in front of him uttered two words coldly, which instantly pierced Zhao Jianwei's expectant little heart.

Zhao Jianwei sullenly asked, "Why?"

He saw the tall man on the opposite side move his pale and beautifully shaped lips, and finally spit out a few words mercilessly.

"You're not suitable." Zhao Bei's expression was light, his eyes slightly lowered, he didn't want to see Zhao Jianwei's disappointed expression.The game system cannot be taught to others at all, even if he wants to, he doesn't know where to start.

Zhao Jianwei saw that the person in front of him had a flawless and handsome face, but his expression was always cold, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth did not even change in the slightest.

It turns out that he has always been obsessed with shaving his head, wishful thinking.Others probably don't even know his name.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianwei laughed at himself, and returned to his original position without saying a word.

He shook the blanket on the ground, sat down, wrapped himself tightly in the blanket, and stared at the burning flame in a daze.

There was a line of sight that seemed to be watching him all the time, Zhao Jianwei turned his head and met Fang Jing's gaze.

Almost subconsciously, Zhao Jianwei opened his mouth to speak provocatively, but at the next moment, he swallowed the words he was about to spit out, and just pointed his middle finger at Fang Jing in a demonstrative way.

I thought the other party would retort, but I didn't expect that Fang Jing just snorted and turned his head away, not looking at him anymore, but just like him, staring at the dancing flames in a daze.

Zhao Jianwei was stunned for a moment, seeing Fang Jing's fair and clean face soft and beautiful under the light of the fire, it was actually a little gentler than the previous arrogance, and it looked much more pleasing to the eye.

After a long while, Zhao Jianwei withdrew his eyes and continued to stare at the fire, but his head was roaring crazily: Damn, he must have been blown out of his mind by the blow, to think that Fang Jing looks good! !

No matter how confused Zhao Jianwei's thoughts are at this time, Fang Jing is very sad, his powers are gone.

He secretly tried to condense a water balloon on his fingertips, but failed.

Without supernatural powers, how would he survive in the last days.

Fang Jing stared blankly at the light in the dark night with a gloomy expression.

Here is a clearing near the woods. There is a small fire burning on the ground, and people sleep around it.Everyone looked tired, and even in their sleep they were frowning, obviously not sleeping peacefully.

Wu Quanzhong looked at the group of old and weak women and children, and the van parked alone by the side of the road, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

This group of people are the first old people who followed him through life and death. One is the cooking chef who used to be in charge of the canteen, the other is the aunt who sweeps the floor downstairs, and a mother and son. Before the end of the world, they opened a small supermarket under the community. The orphans and widows couldn't hold on to those materials at all, so they could only contribute the materials in the end, and followed the convoy all the way to the present.

Wu Quanzhong didn't know whether this group of people were sincerely willing to follow him or because they knew that the people who joined later would not be willing to take them, the old and the weak, women and children.

Moreover, the car carrying the main supplies was also driven away by the group of people, leaving the van with only one day's food in it, and it was difficult to survive.

He heaved a long sigh. Fortunately, the two supernatural beings, Zhao Jianwei and Fang Jing, were still there, so everything wasn't too bad.

Besides, Wu Quanzhong looked at the Taoist priests around him who were still ancient and immortal even though their clothes were tattered, and hoped that he would not dislike them, the old and weak, women and children, and stay.

"Taoist priest, do you need to change your clothes?" Wu Quanzhong saw that Zhao Bei's Taoist robe was in tatters, so he asked, so as to sell his favor.

Zhao Bei saw that his clothes were really unwearable, although he knew that the person in front of him was probably so enthusiastic to keep him, and he had the same intention, so he went along with the flow and nodded to the person in front of him, "Okay. "

Seeing that the other party accepted his kindness, Wu Quanzhong knew that there was something to be said about staying behind, and immediately prepared happily to get the clothes.But he suddenly realized that the Taoist priest with outstanding temperament in front of him might dislike his clothes, but the clothes of the kid from the Zhao family, after driving for several days, there was no place to wash his clothes, and they were basically covered in sweat. Stink.Worse than his clothes.

After thinking about it, only the clothes of Fang Jing, a water-type supernatural being, can catch the eye.

It's just that Fang Jing thinks very highly of himself, and never takes him as the captain seriously. If he borrows clothes, he may be in trouble.Wu Quanzhong felt troubled in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface.

In the end, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk towards Fang Jing.

However, the process of borrowing clothes was much smoother than he imagined.When Fang Jing heard that he was going to take his clothes, he gave them to him without saying a word.It really surprised him.

Could it be the sequelae of the last "lost insanity"?

Zhao Bei took the clothes and thanked Wu Quanzhong.Then he turned and walked deep into the woods.

He hadn't bathed since his death.Although the game characters themselves do not accumulate dirt, and there is no problem at all without taking a bath, Zhao Bei, as a human being, feels that taking a bath is not only a way of cleaning but also a kind of enjoyment.

He had already opened the map to see that there happened to be a small lake in this forest, and it would be perfect for taking a bath.

Zhao Bei first walked slowly into the woods under Wu Quanzhong's gaze, and when he was completely hidden in the woods, he used his lightness kung fu, tapped his toes, and wandered through the woods a few times, his figure looming.

The field of vision in front of him suddenly widened, and a pool of crystal clear lake water came into Zhao Bei's eyes.The surface of the lake is sparkling, under the bright moonlight, shining like stars in the sky, rippling with the waves, it is too beautiful to behold.

After confirming that there were no dangerous red spots around, Zhao Bei couldn't wait to test the water depth with his sword.

Well, I guess it's just waist high, just right.

After the apocalypse, such clear lake water is rare. How could Zhao Bei miss Yiwang when he finally met Yiwang.

Even though he didn't need to drink water, Zhao Bei took out a large-capacity glass bottle from the store and filled it full.

After throwing the bottle into the backpack, Zhao Bei stretched out his hand to take off the loose Taoist crown on his head, and his long, pitch-black crow-feather hair immediately poured down like a waterfall.

The tattered Taoist robe had been put into a package by Zhao Bei at some point. At this time, the Taoist priest was only wearing a pair of obscene pants, and the rest of his skin was exposed to the air. Reflecting the cold moonlight, it was as white as ice jade. Yingying white light.

The long jet-black hair spread over the white jade-colored shoulders like splashes of ink, against the jade-colored back, it looked like a freehand landscape painting from a distance, with just a few strokes, it was already beautiful.

It was almost dawn at this time, and the faint morning light gradually lit up from the east, rendering the sky like a splash-ink painting with a slight elegance.

The surface of the lake is also gradually dense, misty, hazy.

Zhao Beijiang soaked in the lake water, closed his eyes, and felt the gentle breeze in the forest.

The temperature at this time was slightly chilly, but Zhao Bei didn't feel cold. He just felt that being immersed in the lake water was very comfortable. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in the softest bedding, and his body and mind were relaxed.

He stretched out a white jade-like arm from the water and pushed back the disobedient black hair on his forehead, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

A pair of thick and colorful sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the temples, like a cold sword, fierce and compelling.

However, such a pair of heroic sword eyebrows coupled with a pair of extremely cold and clear eyes like frost, forcibly transformed this fierce aura into a kind of indifference without sadness or joy.

Zhao Bei held his breath and sank to the bottom of the water, letting the river flow over his mouth, over his head, and over all the space he lived in.This kind of isolation from the world gave him a sense of detachment in which there is no self, nothing, and nothing in the world.

This is a strange feeling that he has never had before, like sublimation transformed into another form, maybe a drop of water, a fish, a piece of duckweed...

His waist-length splashed ink hair danced freely in the water, like an elf in the water, almost blending with the water.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, and the quiet water gently brushed the hair on his face. His tightly pressed thin lips were slightly pink, like flowers blooming in the ice and snow. Nearly transparent skin color, extremely gorgeous and beautiful.

Something jumped into the water and made a "plop" sound, and the water immediately rippled.

Zhao Bei sank into the water, feeling a wave of turmoil.

He opened his eyes, but was startled by the face in front of him and choked several sips of water, his breath became short of breath for a while, he looked at the breath meter that was counting down, his slender arms stroked the surrounding lake water, his body vigorously Go upstream.

While swinging, his arm was grabbed tightly by a warm palm, unable to break free.

Could it be that he was going to drown in the water?