After the full-level boss lifts the coffin [Quick Transmigration]

Turning his head slightly in surprise, Wen Jiuyin guessed something, glanced at the package with a straw in He Juan's hand, and asked, "You want to feed milk too?"

Xie Xuan nodded without changing his face: "Of course."

Snow Leopard, who silently followed behind Wen Jiu, obviously couldn't see that the two were standing side by side for a long time, and suddenly squeezed back and forth, trying to reveal a small head from the middle.

The audience in the live broadcast room instantly found their own people, and they were very kind:

[Yes yes yes, leopard rush!separate them! 】

[Let my wife feed you, dream about you. 】

[Juan'er, good Juanjuan, come closer, why do I feel that there is a red mark on that man's neck? 】

【Could it be...】

【Dizzy!Definitely dazzled! 】

No matter how noisy the live broadcast room was, Xie Xuan and Wen Jiu sat opposite He Juan, and he even reached out to help the young man's waist where he couldn't see it under the table.

He Juan who faced the dog food was a little sour.

Didn't they just go out on a field trip together and beat back the monster, the relationship between these two people has developed so rapidly, and the physical contact is more natural like an old married couple.

Is the suspension bridge effect really so powerful?

The captain and Brother Lin will not also...

Shaking her head, He Juan tried her best to get rid of the messy thoughts in her head: yesterday the captain reported his injury, and his complexion was very bad. It is normal for Brother Lin to stay and take care of the other party. It is also normal to get up late and take a rest.

She couldn't be sidetracked by the barrage tape.

Not seeing the other two in the team, Wen Jiulan propped his chin and asked, "Where are Lao Zhou and Wuzi? Didn't you come together?"

"Ask for news, and walk around by the way."

Mentioning this, He Juan regained her spirits, shaking the milk carton in her hand, and gestured excitedly: "Except for this kind of stock at the bottom of the box, there is fresh milk for sale everywhere here, although other bases also sell mutant cows. Circle it to produce milk, but you don't know how big the milk factory at Base One is."

It was as if all the cattle from a radius of hundreds of miles had been captured.

However, considering the many wounded in the team, she still went on a mission with Lao Zhou overnight, using parts from mutated animals around the base to replace them with absolutely sterile boxed versions.

Most of the remaining contribution points are stored in her account, so that Ling Feng can use them whenever he wakes up.

"Speaking of which, the reward this time..." The live broadcast room was open, He Juan didn't dare to talk too much, but just stared at Wen Jiu with anticipation.

After roughly estimating the value of an arsenal, Wen Jiu said, "Should you have enough food and drink for the rest of your life?"

He Juan clenched her fists excitedly: "Then I want to be like a hamster and stay at home."

Wen Jiu raised her eyebrows: "Stay home all the time? Don't go out after the end of the world? Shopping, milk tea, movies, hot pot..."

He Juan, who hadn't thought about this at all, was stunned: "The end? Will the end of the world really end?"

Although she didn't come to the scene in person, she could still see how tense the situation was from the busyness of Base One. In addition to the captain's statement last night, even monsters that could cause earthquakes came out. Is there any hope for human beings to win?

The young man with the high ponytail was very sure: "Yes."

Who is called to save the world is also the task of the fast wearer.

"That's really good." He Juan smiled unconsciously, even though they were talking about nothing, as if she had really seen such a day.

Taking the parasitic invasion of the mutated Golden Lantern Vine as a warning, after the site was thoroughly cleaned up, Base No. [-] formulated a more careful and flexible plan to supervise the arsenal.

As scavengers who inadvertently knew the location of the arsenal, Ling Feng's team was incorporated into Base No. [-] without accident:

There's no way, they still have to be civil servants, they have to choose one.

He Juan, who was still working hard on the questions before the end of the world, did not expect to realize her dream in this way.

Because of the intervention of Wen Jiu, an outsider, Ling Feng's team gradually embarked on a completely different path from the original book, but in fact, what they did didn't seem to have changed much, and they still ran around fighting monsters every day.

On the night of the birth of the four king-level monsters in the original book, Wen Jiu woke up early and stood on the small balcony of the dormitory with his coat on, looking in the direction of the weapon arsenal.

The snow leopard, which had grown stronger twice more, was lying on its legs, while Xie Xuan made him a cup of hot milk powder: "Worried?"

Wen Jiu shook his head: "I just want to watch the fireworks."

The kind that can blow up king-level monsters.

Huaguo has a vast territory, and the distribution of the four king-level monsters is far and wide, but with Xie Xuan around, Wen Jiu can not only see clearly, but even watch the real-time broadcast.

In the arsenal once occupied by golden lantern vines, the precision instruments glowing with metallic light finally played their original role, accurately locating the coordinates of the king-level monsters, and the four mushroom bombs were like fireworks flying into the sky, and meteors piercing the night , smashed right where they were supposed to go.

At the same time, countries around the world that still have spare power have used China's mushroom bombs as a signal to try their best to wipe out the king-level monsters within their borders.

As early as the beginning of the plan, Base No. [-] decided to lure the four king-level monsters of Huaguo to the desert of no man's land. After all, no one can guarantee that the so-called advanced civilization will keep its word. Human beings who survived will continue to live on this land.

In the process of implementing the plan, many soldiers responsible for "pulling monsters" lost their lives, but from the beginning to the end, Base No. [-] did not give up a single city.

Even the number three whose top management has been rotten to the root.

"Boom—"

The mushroom bomb with its gorgeous red tail exploded, and the king-level monster turned into fly ash. What it brought to the major bases was only a brief, almost imperceptible change in air pressure.

Like the most genial wind, it can't even disturb people's dreams.

Half of the king-level monsters were successfully eliminated, Wen Jiu turned off the projection: "It's over."

Regardless of whether other countries succeed or not, as long as the huge vine with roots all over the world in the original book is not born, humans will not lose.

There are countless mountains, rivers and oceans in the middle, and the remaining few king-level monsters are scattered everywhere. Even if they want to get together and devour each other, they can't do it.

However, except for the brightly lit central area, most of the residents of Base No. [-] were asleep. At that time, they did not expect that this doomsday game that took countless lives would end abruptly in a few hours.

At eight o'clock in China time, regardless of humans, monsters, and all existences with vital signs, familiar mechanical voices in different languages ​​appeared in their minds:

【Ding. 】

[The doomsday game is over. 】

[Winner: Human. 】

[The world will restart in 10 minutes from Earth time, please be prepared, please be prepared. 】

Viewers who entered the live broadcast room after the death also received the same announcement.

The world is quiet.

Everyone listened to the once frightening and disgusting mechanical sound over and over again, for fear that it was a dream and that they might make a mistake.

After an unknown amount of time, the first cheers finally appeared in Base No. [-].

Immediately afterwards, cheers sounded like ocean waves, wave after wave, so enthusiastic that they almost lifted the roof and went straight to the sky.

Restart!

The dead can return, and they can get rid of this precarious life and return to normal life!

"Boom boom boom!"

Knocking on Wen Jiu's door hastily, He Juan was not surprised by Xie Xuan who appeared here, clutching a note pad tightly, she stuffed the pen into Wen Jiu's hand: "Hurry up, write down the address and contact information , Who knows if this restart will reset the memory to zero, I'll stick it on my body, so as not to forget you all."

Although I really want to say that if I really want to clear the memory, this stupid method will probably not work, but seeing the little girl's eager and joyful expression, Wen Jiu still fulfilled the other party's little wish.

Not only him, but even Ling Feng, who usually looks like he would never do childish things, wrote down his contact information one stroke at a time, and distributed it to every member of the team.

Including leopards that are not human.

Like a beautiful scene in a fantasy movie, suddenly there is a huge countdown in the sky, brilliant golden, which can be clearly seen no matter where it is.

Only then did everyone realize how short six 10 minutes really is.

"It's a good thing it's not blood red."

Difficult to organize the things to bring, He Juan raised her head, like a Christmas tree full of gifts: "Golden legend, it is festive at first sight!"

In the last 10 minutes, most people chose to leave the house and came to the street. Wen Jiuji was no exception, and chose a relatively quiet corner to stand.

Pushing the glasses, Lin Baisheng took out a folding chair out of nowhere: "Sit."

He Juan, who was carrying too much weight, was instantly moved to tears.

"Ah Xuan...what about Jiujiu? Will we have to go to the zoo in Qing Province to see it in the future?" He Juan reluctantly looked at the fluffy snow leopard, but He Juan wanted to hug her but didn't dare.

Although Jiujiu seems to have a good temper, in fact only Brother Xie and Brother Rong can touch him.

Probably because the anticipation in the little girl's eyes was too hot, the snow leopard who was lying next to Wen Jiu's legs suddenly got up, flicked its tail, and leaned forward, the gentleman took the initiative to let the other hug him.

He Juan was flattered: "I, I, I, I hugged to ninety-nine!"

The fifth son who was eager to try: "I also want to..."

Suddenly, the blue beast eyes stared at him.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed loudly: [No, you don't want to. 】

[After the end of the world, I want to suck leopards too! 】

There is no description of clearing the game in the original book, and Wen Jiu doesn't know what the world will be like after the restart, but in any case, it will never be worse than the ending of human extinction.

As the countdown became smaller and smaller, he couldn't help thinking in his mind: Yan Xuekai is the original owner's senior, it's easy to find, but where is Ding Xiaoyu from?It seems to be Jiang province?

Is a violent beating enough for the original owner to calm down?

"Ninety-nine." Suddenly, the hand hanging by his side was held by someone.

When the restart is approaching, most people's attention is on the sky, and no one will pay attention to what Xie Xuan said in a low voice.

Interlocking fingers with the young man naturally, Xie Xuan smiled: "That's great."

The last time he saw a similar scene, with only a cold coffin beside him, how could he be as happy as now.

Not understanding where the other party's sudden emotion came from, Wen Jiu still tilted his head and squeezed Xie Xuan's hand: "Don't worry, you will still be my system after the world restarts."

He is not very good at speaking soft words other than jokes, and he seems hard to comfort others, but Xie Xuan bent his eyes and smiled as if he had heard some first-class love words.

His long and straight eyelashes drooped, and he said, "Wen Jiu..."

Before the next question could be uttered, the black-haired young man suddenly raised his head, tiptoed slightly, and kissed him at the moment when the huge countdown counted down to zero.

Softly and vaguely, the young man muttered: "What are you asking?"

Kiss as much as you want.

What a lot of nonsense.

The author has something to say:

It's not over, there's still some daily life in the back.

Comparing hearts and hugs every day.