This zombie looks different

Mo Ansen raised his eyebrows, disapproving, his ability was not limited to manipulating metal.

"Whoosh!"

The wooden arrow without the arrow head went straight into the concrete wall, halfway through, and the tail of the arrow made a pleasant buzzing sound.

Mo Ansen glanced at the tail of the arrow right next to his ear, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably. Ordinary bullets may not be able to hit this kind of depth on this kind of concrete wall.

The bow and arrow in Zhong Qiuchen's hand is not an ordinary bow and arrow, the bow body is not metal but more like a composite material, but the main reason for this kind of attack is not only the bow, but also the person who draws the bow.

Mo Ansen looked at Zhong Qiuchen who had already set up his bow again, thought about it, lay down silently, and finally did not forget to pick up the broken chain and put it on his body again.

There is no need for him to be an enemy of Zhong Qiuchen.

Zhong Qiuchen looked suspiciously at Mo Ansen, who had been honest, and did not relax his vigilance. He stared fiercely at Mo Ansen like a fried cat for a while, seeing that Mo Ansen was not going to cheat any more, he slowly followed his .

Watching Mo Ansen warily from a distance, Zhong Qiuchen continued the previous topic, "Who are you?"

Mo Ansen turned his head, and as soon as he moved, Zhong Qiuchen immediately raised his bow and arrow.

"The park's supplies are exhausted, so I led a team here to look for supplies. Before we came in, we thought there was no one here. After all, this is the place of origin."

Zhong Qiuchen frowned slightly, Mo Ansen's words were a bit too informative.

paradise?

we?

Origin?

In other words, there are other living people in the city, and more living people outside the city?

Zhong Qiuchen's chest was faintly swollen. He lived alone in this desperate world for five years. happy or sad.

"You want to leave here?" Mo Ansen could easily see Zhong Qiuchen's thoughts.

Zhong Qiuchen said nothing.

"I can take you to Paradise, and even give you the qualifications to live in Paradise."

"condition?"

"We cooperate." Mo Ansen glanced at the locker on the side, "You guarantee my food and safety until I recover from my injury, and take me out of the city after I recover from my injury. After I leave the city, I will be responsible for taking you to the paradise. When you arrive at the paradise, you will also be assigned an identity."

Zhong Qiuchen was silent, he was not dazzled by the sudden miracle.The cooperation conditions proposed by Mo Ansen seem reasonable at first glance, but in fact they are full of loopholes. Once Mo Ansen recovers, he may get rid of him at any time.

The corners of Mo Ansen's lips curled up irresistibly. He likes smart people. "The park is in short supply. Even the park's own people can't support them. They won't accept newcomers casually, so no one will recommend you. was directly obliterated."

Zhong Qiuchen doesn't know the rules of the paradise, but he can accept the importance of "identity" in Mo Ansen's mouth. Supplies are everything in the apocalypse, and of course it is impossible to support people for nothing.

He was the only living person in this city, and no one robbed him of all supplies, but even so, all the shops, supermarkets and even residential buildings around him had been looted by him, and this was even two years ago.

In desperation, he could only expand the scope of his search, and he even walked out of the city at the furthest point.

This was the case two years ago, but now the situation is even more severe three years later. He no longer has much supplies, and he has nowhere to look for them.

It's not that he hasn't tried planting by himself, but the meager harvest at most prevents him from dying of illness due to lack of intake of vitamins for a long time.

"The paradise is far away from here, and you will never find it without someone to guide you." Seeing Zhong Qiuchen's silence, Mo Ansen continued.

"Okay." Zhong Qiuchen responded, and put down the bow and arrow in his hand at the same time.

He didn't ask for more verbal agreements. Even if Mo Ansen swears that he will never lose his promise in the future, he will definitely keep his promise. No one knows.

Appreciation surfaced in Mo Ansen's eyes. With his thin body and amazingly beautiful face, he originally thought that Zhong Qiuchen would have died in a different environment, but now it seems that may not be the case.

As the sun set, the basement darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After reaching a cooperative relationship, Zhong Qiuchen hid the axe, bow and arrow back in the cabinet, thought for a while before closing the cabinet door, and carried a knife on his body.

After finishing these, he immediately went to the kitchen.

After dark, he usually does not light the lamp and tries not to make any noise, and now there is only a short period of time before dark.

Zhong Qiuchen took out the canned emergency long-term beef reserve that had been treasured for several years, thought about it, and cruelly took out a fist-sized potato.

Canned food is an emergency food reserve with a shelf life of up to ten years.After the can was opened, the chunks of beef and soup inside immediately caused Zhong Qiuchen's Adam's apple to slide.

He planted the potatoes in the flower beds around the parking lot. I don't know if it's because of the quality of the soil or what. The biggest ones are about the size of a fist, and there are still few.

He has been reluctant to eat these two things, and he has kept them for a long time, but today is different.

Throwing potatoes into the fire, hanging the canned beef on the fire, Zhong Qiuchen sat by the fire and watched the flames intently.

His facial features were accentuated by the firelight, making his face so beautiful that it was creepy, and the strange feeling like a ghost in a dead city struck again.

Looking at Zhong Qiuchen like that, Mo Ansen was distracted for a moment.

On the south side of the city where the night was gradually approaching, in the open space in front of a large shopping mall, gunshots rang out continuously. Come more zombies.

"This way—" Xue Weiwei turned his head and was about to run back to save someone.

"Why are you crazy?" The vest man grabbed him.

"What are you doing?" Xue Erwei looked nervously at the two people who were already surrounded by zombies in the distance, "Are we going to just leave them alone—"

"If you want to go, go by yourself, don't yell here!" The man in the vest punched Xue Weiwei's nose, causing his nose to bleed and shut him up.

The man in the vest looked around at the other people who hid their faces in the darkness, "Let's go."

After the words fell, he dragged his wife into the darkness without waiting for the others to react. The others looked at Xue Weiwei hesitantly, and turned around to follow after gritting their teeth.

After being beaten, Xue Weiwei realized that there were no gunshots in the group of zombies behind him, only screams. From a distance, he saw that countless zombies were frantically grabbing fresh bloody pieces of meat.

Xue Weiwei's heart tightened, and when he looked back, the men in vests had already run away.

He gritted his teeth and punched the wall. He stopped looking at the situation in the pile of zombies and turned to follow.

After catching up with the team and running to the man in the vest, Xue Weiwei looked over with red eyes, "You did it on purpose. You never thought of going back to save them after finding the food from the very beginning!"

The vest man sneered, "So?"

"you!"

Xue Weiwei looked back at other people around him, trying to find someone to comment, but the rest of them all looked forward, and no one looked at him at all.

In the outer corner of the parking lot, smelling the smell of blood in the air, the zombies guarding the outer edge of the parking lot let out a commotion and greedy growl uncontrollably, "Uh... ah..."

In the corner, the one-armed zombie standing motionless against the wall was indifferent. He had maintained this posture for a long time since he met the queen under the careful preparation of a bunch of zombies.

inside the house.

Soon there was a fragrance in the air, and both of them couldn't help sliding their Adam's apples.

Zhong Qiuchen waited for a while to make sure that the beef was boiled. He lifted the can to the space between the sofa and Mo Ansen and put it down. Then he went back and took two bowls, counting the amount and carefully dividing out two small bowls.

After finishing this, he went to put out the fire, and took out the cooked potatoes from the fire.

Letting the potato roll back and forth twice in his hand, Zhong Qiuchen broke it open cruelly, revealing the yellow meat mash with a strong aroma inside.

After handing half of it to Mo Ansen, Zhong Qiuchen sat down in front of the bowl and chopsticks.

Mo Ansen was not polite, he took the potatoes and started eating. The last time he ate was before the team entered the city, it was already two days ago.

The fluffy potato mash was paired with large chunks of canned meat and broth. The two of them were so greedy that they didn't have time to talk, they just cared about eating.

When Zhong Qiuchen finished the soup in the bowl with his hands in his hands, Mo Ansen was putting down the can on the opposite side.

Zhong Qiuchen was stunned for a moment, and hurried to look at the can, there was still half of the meat and soup left in the can.

When he went to see Mo Ansen again, Mo Ansen had already started eating with a bowl.

Youyou looked at Mo Ansen who was eating deliciously, Zhong Qiuchen regretted it, he shouldn't have agreed to the condition of including the food before, Mo Ansen was too delicious, what was left in the can was their food for the whole day tomorrow!

Mo Ansen ate their portion of the day in one meal!

"Is it tasty?"

"is acceptable."

"Eat less."

Mo Ansen raised his eyes, "What?"

"……fine."

Before Mo Ansen finished eating what was in the bowl, Zhong Qiuchen hurriedly took the rest of the can and hid it.

In order to prevent Mo Ansen from eating it in the middle of the night, he even sealed the jar specially, for fear that the smell would leak out at night when Mo Ansen smelled it and would steal it.

After Mo Ansen finished eating the bowl, he found that the jar was gone, so he didn't say anything, since they were half of each other, Zhong Qiuchen's share was his business as he liked it.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, feeling his stomach that was only eight percent full, Mo Ansen groped in the dark and lay down again.

The cans are not big, just enough for one person, even if you add more potatoes, it is still not enough for two grown men, but some are good to eat, so he doesn't pick.

The fever on his body has not subsided, coupled with the constant pain from the wound, he is in a daze.But this is not the most uncomfortable thing, the most uncomfortable thing is the powerful force that keeps wandering in his body and tries to tear his internal organs at any time and smash him to pieces.

His ability has reached the end stage, it is extremely powerful but also more and more difficult to control. He used it once when the exploration team was surrounded, and used it again last night. Now they are all in a state of excitement, screaming and waiting. Waiting for an opportunity to swallow up with him.

He wanted to sleep but couldn't.

Because as soon as he fell asleep, the power that lost his restraint would immediately run amok.

In the dark, after a while of rustling, Zhong Qiuchen sat down in front of the sofa, he didn't move the bed back from outside, the sofa was his bed.

Lie down, pulled off the quilt and covered himself well, but Zhong Qiuchen couldn't fall asleep, he cared about the fact that there was an extra living person next to him.

"You have been staying in this city for the past six years?" Mo Ansen's voice came suddenly.

Zhong Qiuchen was startled, "...six years?"

"Ok?"

"It's nothing." Zhong Qiuchen's voice was hoarse, and strong uneasiness quickly surged. It has been six years since the virus broke out, not five years?

Zhong Qiuchen's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Zhong Qiuchen turned over and faced Mo Ansen, "You said before that you still have teammates?"

"Yeah." Mo Ansen closed his eyes and responded, thinking about it and adding: "They should find this way in the next two days, if there are still people alive."

Zhong Qiuchen glanced at Mo Ansen. The room was too dark for him to see the expression on Mo Ansen's face clearly, but he could hear his bad tone.

Mo Ansen has a bad relationship with them?

"They can't get out of this city without me." Mo Ansen sneered, they were the ones who hated and feared him, and they were the ones who let him lead the team hoping to be protected.

"Heart is under the kyte."

Zhong Qiuchen nodded seriously, carefully recalling whether the location where he hid the canned food before was exposed, if Mo Ansen dared to steal him in the middle of the night, shoot him!