"If you have time to talk about the wind and cool things, why don't you come and help me get him down first." Cang Qingle said.

Hua Bing had a cold face, stepped into the car, squeezed Cang Qingle down without saying a word, and picked up the person and went down to the car.

The zombies smelled of blood and kept running this way, killing one after another, endlessly.

Hua Bing got out of the car with the wounded, Cang Qingle put the entire truck into the space with his sleeves, and as soon as the truck disappeared, there was no resistance, and a zombie that was knocked out of shape fell to the ground.

It's actually a zombie close to level four, no wonder no one found it when it ran over, but it was hit and killed by a truck, and it is also considered to be the most aggrieved dead in this level of zombies.

Cang Qingle dug out the crystal nucleus in the zombie's head, and then got into his car.

The car she drove was the one that Gong Liuliu and Ou Zimu had modified, and the two wounded were inside, as long as the door was closed, it was guaranteed that the zombies would not smell any blood.

"It's a worthwhile trip to collect some rice." Cang Qingle looked at the shop outside.

"Miss Cang, just leave those things to someone else." Hua Bing was very unhappy, and asked him to protect a woman who was not a little conscious of being a pregnant woman, which was really troublesome.

"Okay then." Cang Qingle pouted, there was a housekeeper man beside her, obviously a man who didn't like to talk, but she felt that her ears were annoyed by him.

It's annoying, it's all because of her that an iceberg becomes a chatter.

"You're alright." Cang Qingle looked back at the person who was doing it backwards.

A man of thirty-five or sixteen, his forehead was broken. Half of his face was covered in blood, and the other half was pale, which was really scary.

The man snorted softly, "It's still ...... Well, the head is dizzy. ”

Thanks to the two of them wearing seat belts, the impact was so violent, and it was not as simple as dizziness if there was a little more mistake.

"It may be a concussion, you rest first, and I'll help you deal with the wound." Cang Qingle said as she took out some medicine to stop bleeding and bandages from the space, and her method of dealing with wounds was extremely skilled. It's all right in three or two clicks.

When catching up with Ou Zimu's team. They were forcing dozens of bags of salt into the truck, and some people were sighing that they couldn't bring more back.

When I looked over and saw that only a small car was following, and there was no shadow of the truck that had caused the accident, I couldn't help but feel deeply melancholy. A whole truckload of rice was wasted in vain. Their harvest was cut in half in an instant!

Half of it! It hurts to think about it.

Ou Zimu did not have their regrets. He knew that Cang Qingle must have put everything into the space, so he took a few steps forward to greet him, "Qingle." We need your spatial ability badly right now. ”

Cang Qingle nodded, got out of the car, followed Ou Zimu in, and waved his hand to put the remaining half of the salt into the space.

"What kind of ability is this?"

"Something is wrong with my eyes, right?"

“……”

There were many exclamations, and before Cang Qingle and them arrived, they knew very little about the supernatural powers.

"Space ability can put some things into the ability space, but the space is also limited." Hua Bing explained in a low voice that he didn't want these to have any other thoughts about Cang Qingle, such as knowing that with this ability, she alone was enough, but he let them come out in the truck to send him to death.

"Well, when you go back, you must tell us more about the superpowers." Someone suggested.

"yes, yes, that's amazing." Someone chimed in.

Cang Qingle heard some amazement and perfection, no complaints at all, no jealousy or anything like that, and couldn't help but have a very good impression of the people here.

These people are willing to risk coming out with them, they are themselves sensible or brave people, they have an upright mind, and they will judge others with sinister thoughts for no reason.

"Call it a day." Ou Zimu waved his hand and beckoned everyone to get in the car and return.

Although there was a little accident, this trip was quite smooth, and with no experience at all, this is already a very good ending.

When they returned to school with a whole truckload of rice and salt, the atmosphere in the whole school began to liven up.

The people take food as the sky, and with food, they can persist this winter.

"Congratulations."

Ling Han was the first to send congratulations.

They went out to look for food, and he was not idle, and the clearing team under his leadership had opened up a large area of vacant land behind the school, just waiting to be sown with seeds.

The first time I went out, there were no injuries.

The initial results, as soon as they were shown in front of everyone, were enough to dispel the doubts of nine adults.

They desperately need a leader who will support them both physically and spiritually, so that they can find hope, even if only a small hope, in this dark world.

Cang Qingle and Ou Zimu changed from outsiders who brought disaster to the gospel of the land given by God.

In terms of the control of public opinion, Ling Han's role can be said to be unique.

Cang Qingle doesn't care about his thoughts, and being able to play a role is the best way.

Half a month later, the battle with the zombies will directly determine whether they can stand at the pinnacle of power in this land, and if they don't succeed, they will become benevolent.

In the scorching cold wind, more and more people joined Ou Zimu's training as the chief instructor, and the playground was lively.

"Thriving." This is Ling Ruo's evaluation.

The word thriving has always been used in spring, but Cang Qingle feels that it is actually very appropriate to describe this winter.

From the beginning of winter to the eruption of spring, from the flourishing of summer to the dormant of autumn, it only manifests itself in a different state in each season, but it never disappears.

"Brother, I'll let you kill Cang Qingle! It's been a few days now, why haven't you done it yet! Guo Beihai waited for his brother angrily, and now Cang Qingle's gang is becoming more and more uncontrollable in the school.

He felt that the things he cared about most for a long time had been trampled under the feet of others, teaching him how not to hate.

"Xiaohai! What about your sanity? She has never hurt you, how can I help you hurt her. Guo Beihe hesitated for a few nights, looking at his younger brother's increasingly sad face, and wanted to do it several times, but reason restrained his emotions.

Xiaohai was wrong, but he couldn't follow the mistake, otherwise it would be irreparable.

"When you are a killer, you never care if you are innocent or not! Why do you care about this now? Guo Beihai said sarcastically.

"Xiaohai!" This sentence undoubtedly exposed Guo Beihe's scars, prompting his voice to raise a few decibels.

"I don't have to wait for you to go, I've already sent someone." Guo Beihai snorted coldly.

"Xiaohai ......" Guo Beihe is like a deflated ball, and the stubbornness in his younger brother's personality has chilled him countless times, but now he listens to it, it is still very painful. (To be continued......)