Huahai City, with a resident population of at least four million. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It has been almost a month since the end came, and Song Yan believes that there will be no more than 100,000 survivors in the Huahai City of Nuoda.

From the eastern suburbs to the city, it is about more than 20 kilometers away.

For Song Yan, who was flying with Edgeworth, it only took a minute to arrive.

High-rise buildings and abandoned cars crisscross the highways.

Song Yan originally wanted to explore the entire city in the sky, but unexpectedly, he encountered a group of mutated sparrows.

"Tweet!"

These sparrows are very numerous, I am afraid there are tens of thousands.

Fortunately, compared to the speed of the take-off sword, the speed of these mutated sparrows is relatively scummy, but Song Yan did not dare to fly in the sky at will anymore, so as not to attract the attention of the mutant birds.

He believed that if there were mutated sparrows, there must be other mutated birds.

Suppressing the sword light, Song Yan landed under a building in the center of the city.

Zombies roaming the streets are everywhere.

The appearance of Song Yan caused these wandering zombies to find their target and rushed towards him with a roar.

Putting away the flying sword, Song Yan took out a mountain machete from the storage spirit ring.

After a night rain, the zombies all evolved into zombies of the second order and above, but it hasn't rained since that night.

"Kill!"

Like a phantom, Song Yanfei, who was holding a mountain machete, rushed out, the heads of zombies flew up one by one, and the headless zombies with lost heads kept falling.

In just a few minutes, he cut off the heads of more than 100 zombies gathered from all around.

Putting away the mountain machete, Song Yan took out a dagger and broke open the zombie's head and began to take the evolution crystal.

Now, it has been almost a month since the outbreak of the end times, and I don't know if anyone else knows the magic of the evolutionary crystal.

Just after taking the crystals of more than 100 zombies, Song Yan once again fell into the encirclement of zombies, this time, there were more zombies, there were more than 200.

"Kill!"

The mountain machete appeared in Song Yan's hand again, and then, a killing feast suddenly opened.

In less than five minutes, more than two hundred zombies were all beheaded, and Song Yan began to do the same thing again, breaking open their heads and taking out crystals.

On the floors on both sides of the street, there were several pairs of eyes staring at Song Yan dumbfounded, in their opinion, zombies were a very terrifying monster, but Song Yan killed them like chopping vegetables and melons, which was really incredible.

Song Yan had long been aware of those prying eyes, but he just ignored them.

This time, before he could finish taking the evolution crystals from the skulls of the more than two hundred zombies, more zombies gathered.

Without saying a word, Song Yan took out the mountain machete again and killed.

Even if the true element is not infused, the Kaishan machete is extremely sharp when it is waved with physical strength alone, and it can take away the lives of one, two, or even more zombies with a random swing.

Two hours later, Song Yan had already killed no less than two thousand zombies.

But there are still a large number of zombies gathering from all around.

Thinking that there were nearly 4 million zombies in this city, Song Yan shuddered.

According to the calculation of killing 1,000 zombies in an hour, he has to kill 4,000 hours without sleep to kill all 4 million zombies, which is 166 days and 6 hours if converted into days.

Of course, it is impossible for him to kill for more than 160 days without sleep, and if he puts aside the twelve hours of rest and sleep, then he will have to kill for 332 days to kill all the zombies in Huahai City.

If calculated according to the calculation of 100,000 survivors in a city.

Wouldn't he have to conquer ten cities to gather a million men?

Calculating this, Song Yan felt a little bitter, Nima, is ten years too long?

Looking at the zombies that came up again, Song Yan had no desire to continue killing, and as soon as his body flickered, he was ready to leave here.

"Brother, wait!"

Song Yan turned around, but saw a little girl running towards him.

Song Yan vaguely remembered that there was such a little girl in his eyes, and it seemed that he lived on the 16th floor.

Soon after the end of the world, the power was cut off, that is, the girl walked down from the 16th floor, and besides, she had to avoid zombies along the way.

Therefore, Song Yan chose to stop.

"Poof!"

The little girl was very anxious, for fear that Song Yan would leave and be tripped by the head of a zombie and fall to the ground, but she did not cry, just as she was about to get up alone, a hand reached out in front of her, and a gentle voice followed: "Give me your hand." ”

The little girl hesitated, because her hands were dirty, and she wiped her unclean skirt before reaching out.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan was violently touched somewhere in his heart, and pulled the little girl up, but his voice became more gentle: "It didn't hurt, did it?"

"No, I'm not afraid of pain! Thank you, brother!" the little girl said timidly, but Song Yan's gaze fell on her two knees with worn skin.

"By the way, do you have anything to do with your brother?"

"Brother, please save my mother, okay?" the little girl looked up at her dirty little face and stared at Song Yan pitifully and pleaded.

"Okay! Take me to your mother. Song Yan didn't think about it, so he agreed.

"Thank you, brother, thank you, brother, you are a big hero!" the little girl said excitedly, and then pulled Song Yan towards the building.

The little girl who ran down from the 16th floor was already very tired, her clothes were wet with sweat, and her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, but she didn't feel tired at all, but her face was full of hopeful smiles, because she knew that if she brought this big brother back, she could save her mother.

"Little sister, what's your name!" Suddenly, Song Yan hugged the little girl.

"Brother, my name is Bao'er, you better put me down, Bao'er is dirty, it will stain your clothes!" Bao'er said with a serious face, but her eyes were a little timid.

Although he fought for two hours and killed more than 2,000 zombies, Song Yan's body was still spotless, and not even a trace of blood was stained.

"It's okay, brother is not afraid of getting dirty!" Song Yan smiled, and suddenly, his heart moved, and he took out a piece of fragrant bread from the storage spirit ring and handed it to Bao'er: "Bao'er, this is what my brother gave you." ”

Smelling the fragrance of the bread, Bao'er subconsciously licked her lips, hesitated before taking the bread, and politely said thank you.

However, to Song Yan's surprise, Bao'er actually divided the noodles into two halves, half was only one-third, half was two-thirds, and she ate one-third of the half.

"Bao'er, why don't you finish eating?" Song Yan asked with some curiosity.

"I'll leave the rest for my mother to eat!" Bao'er smiled sweetly at Song Yan and said as a matter of course.

"You don't have to leave it for your mother, my brother still has it here!" Song Yan took out another piece of bread and shook it in front of Bao'er.

……

Soon, Song Yan came to the 16th floor with Bao'er in his arms, but as soon as he came to the door, his face changed suddenly.

[Author's digression]: After the third watch, ask for recommendation votes