The Death Knell

Latest website: Su Ming's remaining goals now are Godzilla, Ghidorah and King Kong.

After the three of them were taken away, the remaining monsters were handed over to the zombie tyrannosaurus to take care of them slowly.

It's just that now their own zombie beasts need to guard the wormhole that spews out the chrysanthemum beasts, and temporarily cannot find the objects on the list.

After hearing what the man said about the plan, Harley scrolled a few times:

"It's easy to handle. You have so many friends. Isn't it easy to call anyone over to guard the wormhole for a while?"

"Good advice, but my friends are often unreliable when they don't stare, and those who are reliable are basically decent people. Seeing us playing like this here may hurt our feelings."

Seeing what Harry wanted to say, Su Ming pressed her mouth and motioned her not to interrupt:

"But I have other people to use. I still have students. Although many of them have graduated, it is a beautiful thing to organize a class reunion for them and fight monsters in the cave here?"

"Well, if my college reunion activity is to fight monsters instead of asking my family to go out for a picnic, I will definitely go there every year." The little madman's mouth crooked, she was obviously a little dissatisfied with Gotham University : "I hate others to show off their worldly happiness like me. I'm afraid I can't help but kill them."

Actually, few of Harley's college classmates died, and she was a psychology major. Those classmates of hers were either working in Arkham or working in Black Gate Prison.

Some are in charge of researching patients, and some are when patients are being researched by others.

Generally speaking, those people are quite interesting, all of them are a little mentally unstable, and they are very happy.

But there is no such thing as happiness. In a place like Gotham that gathers the darkness of the entire DC universe, how can there be any happy people?

But Harry still didn't like them very much, probably because the classmates liked to analyze her as a typical case.

"Yes, the classmates will not go if they are not willing. They are not of the same class as you." Su Ming touched her smooth back and kissed her again: "You are so prosperous in Gotham. At that time, they were just migrant workers who were paid by Wayne Enterprises, not to mention that now, you are an independent new-age woman, and you have your own earth."

"Hee hee, hehe!" Harley was happy and hugged her boyfriend tightly, as if she wanted to rub herself into his body: "Oh, honey, your words are always very sweet, and always Stand on my side, I love you to death, lie down and don't move, I'm going to change into some cool clothes and have a good time, haha! Don't move, wait for me to come back! Hahahahaha..."

She laughed so hard that she got up from the bed and went to take a shower, but at the same time she was humming a song, which made her feel very happy.

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At noon the next day, the sky was still gloomy, and the survivors were still busy watering in the watermelon greenhouse. Su Ming walked out of the second-floor bedroom of the RV with his arms around Harley, and entered the observatory to eat a large pot of lunch at noon.

I ate hot pot today. Since I found the warehouse arranged by the adjutant, people who have harvested tens of thousands of boxes of convenient hot pot have eaten hot pot almost every day.

So when Deathstroke saw Old Mike again, the corners of his mouth were blistered, probably getting angry.

"Mike, I'm back."

"Oh, Thomas, my great boy!"

The old man who was handing out bread to the survivors turned around, hugged the soldier who suddenly returned, and looked him up and down:

"I'm so worried while you're gone, because even Martha doesn't know where you've been."

"I went to find generators and water purification equipment for the camp, and of course, fuel." Death Knell made up a lie with a smile, and at the same time silently asked the adjutant to prepare the mentioned things and send them to the basement of the observatory: "Power outages happen sooner or later, and water sources must also be considered. There is a saying in the East that people without far-sightedness will have immediate worries."

"You're right, young man, this is the same as fighting a war. In modern warfare, there must be electricity, food, and enough water." Old Mike nodded and looked at the girl who was holding the man's arm: "I'm also worried recently. In this case, the hail is getting bigger and bigger, and the power supply will be interrupted when it is difficult to say..."

Click.

Just as I was talking, the power went out. The top floor was originally a huge observation room, but now it has been divided into areas of different sizes. Now the children in the rest area who were watching cartoons and DVDs screamed.

Just saw Tom grab Jerry, how come there is nothing below? A child cried out, thinking that the brown mouse had just died.

A large part of the rescued survivors were white women and children, and there were also many elderly people, which made old Mike wonder for a while, whether zombies also like to pick strong black men to eat? Shouldn't these zombies be sent by the **** of racism?

Of course, this idea didn't last long, because Martha rescued a group of prime-age blacks back the next day. They used to be a small gang, but she was subdued by force. After they came back, they worked honestly, maybe after realizing it. To give back to society.

In the days when Thomas was away, everyone had a new understanding of the little girl Martha. Not only did she act very logically, she could make correct judgments strong and decisive, and she could speak well.

And the force is not bad at all. Some survivors who wanted to attack her were killed by her mercilessly, so that there is now a special commissioner in the camp who is responsible for digging holes and burying corpses.

But there are also doubts about her mental state, as she is always smiling when she kills...

"Valentina, UU reading www.uukanshu.com to see the children!" Old Mike raised his head and shouted, he was really prepared, grabbed the emergency light by his hand and turned it on, shining at the Kindergarten-like area: "The power goes out, don't let them run around, mothers of children, take care of your children."

Because the number of rescued women is relatively large, the Russian aunt is now busier than the old Mike. Although the heavy manual work is all assigned to the men, the women are also busy with cooking, making clothes, and cleaning. .

Hearing the call of the old man, a flashlight also lit up in the darkness in the distance, and the old lady who was teaching the women to sew stood up, her figure appeared thick and tall in the darkness.

"Come on! Everyone, don't move around, we don't have any extra medicine to treat contusions or fractures, and the men will check the generator! Stop screaming! Shut up! Aren't you afraid of attracting zombies?!"

While teaching people while walking, she is like the mother of all survivors, so reliable.

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