The Chronicles of the Last Days, the Path of Harvesting God, the Forty-Seventh Day

It's been three days since he came to the desert, the hot temperature is approaching, Qingying is stuck on the yellow sand, he has endured it for a long time without drinking water, he drank the last sip of water left in the kettle...

"Damn, I've been flying for half a day and walking for two hours, why haven't I seen the end of the desert?

Putting down the kettle, Zhou Yihan licked his dry and cracked lips, looked around, the scenery around him was extremely similar, and there was no way to distinguish the direction

"Probably not, I've been moving in one direction since I entered the desert, and even if I go straight into the desert, I should be nearing the end."

Pulling his legs and continuing to move forward, from small to large "desert" is still a region he has never set foot in, the temperature difference between day and night is relatively large, and there will be strong winds at night, there are no clouds and fog in the sky, and it can only be delusional to rely on clouds to discern the direction, and the temperature is too high during the day, which is a great drain on physical strength and energy

Climbing over the dunes and sliding down the steep slopes, he saw the ruins of a village, surrounded by dilapidated houses with no sign of people

"Another empty city.."

Walking slowly into the street, looking left and right, many of the doors of the earthen houses on both sides have been violently broken, and if you enter a random house, there is a thick layer of dust piled up inside, and the footprints left on the dust indicate that the village here has been baptized a long time ago

"It looks like there won't be any more supplies left."

Out of the house, back to the village road, Zhou Yihan continued to walk forward, the village in front of him was not big, and after a while he came to the center of the village, there is an ancient well in the center of the village, which is black and invisible, pick up a stone and throw it down, all he gets is the crisp sound of "bang" made by the stone falling to the ground..

"Ha~"

With a long exhale, Zhou Yihan sat down by the dry well with some passivity, untied his backpack, and put it aside.

..

"Boss, he seems to be almost there, shall we do it?"

In a certain house in a dilapidated and abandoned village, a few pairs of eyes carefully watched the lazy figure in Tsing Yi in the center of the village and next to the dry well outside the window, I believe that even Zhou Yihan could not have imagined that in the house he had just searched, there would be someone peeking at him...

It was a group of teenagers, who were generally no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and one of them was looking back at a sturdy teenager behind him, who was adjusting an old five-four-style pistol in his hand, while the other boys and girls were all focused on the green shadow outside the window

"Wait a little longer, there are still two bullets left in my gun, he is only one person, and he only carries a backpack, it is not worth wasting a bullet on us, or wait for him to consume some more physical strength or fall unconscious, and it is safer for us to do it again.." Holding a pistol, the young man who seemed to be the leader said calmly

Hearing this, several other teenagers expressed their confidence in his judgment, and continued to stare at the figure next to the dry well without saying a word.

..

The scorching sun is getting higher and higher, the temperature in the desert is beginning to become more and more muggy, the water in the body is greatly consumed, and the physical strength is also weakened.

"Ga~.."

Seeing that the time had come, the door was gently pushed open, and several teenagers jumped out of the house, carefully touching the figure by the well.

One-step..

Two Steps:

A group of boys and girls walked very carefully, quietly touched Zhou Yihan's side, and the backpack placed next to him was getting closer and closer, the teenagers' faces showed a little excitement, finally, the position was close, the gun-wielding boy nodded and staggered to the side, even his shadow was carefully moved, reaching out to get the backpack, but he didn't think about it, but Zhou Yihan would suddenly reach out and hold him!

"The contents of the backpack are the only supplies I have left, and I can't give them to you."

The eyes of the fake sleep suddenly opened, and the blue eyes under the eyes were shining, which startled the gun-wielding boy and the other teenagers!

"Leave me alone!

Seeing that his arm was grabbed by him, the young man with the gun hurriedly reached his back waist in panic, as if he was about to pull out a gun!

"Boss!"

As soon as he saw his movements, Zhou Yihan grabbed his palm and suddenly used force, dragging the young man to a slanted angle, so that his action of pulling out his gun did not succeed! He wanted to take this opportunity to borrow his strength to get up, but he didn't expect that the other teenagers all rushed towards him together!

The center of gravity under his feet was unstable, Zhou Yihan was suddenly knocked down by them, and it was inevitable to let go of the young man's arm, several young boys and girls pressed on him like stacked arhats, and he really couldn't get up for a while, so the gun-wielding boy took this opportunity to quickly pull out the gun pinned to his waist, went around to him, and put the muzzle of the gun against his head..

Not good!

..

"Bang!"

The roar of the pistol rattled! Unfortunately, a moment before it sounded, a blue light flashed all around.

"Hum!~"

The surging storm swept all the teenagers who pressed on him, and a shallow turquoise barrier expanded at an extremely fast speed..

"Spirit Wheel Qi Condensation!"

The air seemed to condense at this moment, the gun-wielding boy aimed at the gun with both hands under him, but the bullet was frozen by the void after it was shot, and the other teenagers all maintained the posture they had when they were rolled up, frozen in mid-air, Zhou Yihan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the ground, half-turned his body and snatched the gun from the gun-wielding boy's hand, and then dodged to the side, and snapped his fingers lightly..

"Ahh

The condensation suddenly dissipated, and the boys and girls resumed their movements, falling from mid-air

The young man with the gun was also at a daze, staring at his empty hands, and then frantically groping around with himself!

"Here.."

After saying such a bland word, Zhou Yihan raised his gun and aimed at them.

Seeing the gun in his hand, the young man with the gun was stunned, and several other teenagers and girls were also very frightened when they saw it, and hid behind him in fear.

"Boss, the gun was taken away by him, what should I do?.."

Staring at the black muzzle, the young man with the gun couldn't help but tremble in his heart, but he was able to maintain a calm demeanor, and after swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, he dared to shout to his companions: "Don't be afraid! I only have one bullet in my gun! Wait a minute, I'll count one, two, three, and we will immediately disperse and escape! Gather at the base after dark..

"One, two, three!"

Originally, Zhou Yihan had already laughed after hearing what he said so loudly on purpose, but he didn't think about it, he actually shouted one, two, three immediately after saying the previous sentence!

But apparently his companions understood!

A group of teenagers scattered with a bang, and everyone rushed in a completely different direction! If you really want to find them one by one, it will really be very troublesome, but fortunately, Zhou Yihan will not let them escape like this...

"Stand still!"

Sen Ran's voice was loud, stopping the scattered boys and girls, they subconsciously looked back, only to see Zhou Yihan still standing next to the dry well, but he raised his gun, and had already put the muzzle of the gun against the back of the head of one of their companions, the chubby young man..

"Kangkang .."

"Chubby .."

The boys and girls had to stop...

"All back.."

Taking hostages, Zhou Yi coldly ordered them to turn back, although the boys and girls were unwilling, but when they saw their companions who were held to the head by a gun and had already cried, no matter how scared they were, they could only choose to walk back..

A group of young boys and girls turned around, Zhou Yihan asked the gun-wielding boy to tie their wrists with ropes and string them together, and after he tied up those companions, Zhou Yihan ordered the little fat who was held hostage by him to tie him up too, and the group was strung into grasshoppers like this, and the end of the rope was uniformly held in his hands, only a little fat was left, what waves could it turn over?

"Bang!"

When all this was done, Zhou Yihan suddenly shot into the sky! Emptying the only bullet in the gun, the teenagers were also frightened to scream, and when he re-opened the chamber, it was already an empty "click" sound, so he returned the gun to the gun-wielding teenager.

Pinning the gun back to his waist, Zhou Yihan leaned over and asked softly, "Boy, you have a good brain, what's your name?"

The gun-wielding boy glared at him through gritted teeth, and replied, "Shaga, Desert Fox, Shaga .."

Leaning over to pick up the backpack on the ground, Zhou Yihan straightened up, pulled up the rope that was stringing them and inserted them back into his pocket, nodded and smiled: "Okay, Desert Fox Shajia, now take me to your base, and let you go when I have enough to eat and drink.."