By the time Nanfeng and Su Nan hurriedly returned from other civilizations, Yan Zhuang had already returned to Earth on his own and had an epiphany. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two of them rolled their eyes in unison, but they had no intention of leaving immediately, but lived on Tiangong Island, waiting for Yan Zhuang's return.

"Master, the earth is still in the initial stage of the apocalypse, the evolution of all living things is still extremely low, nothing can threaten you, you can rest here for a while."

After explaining, Nirvana obediently hid his body and let Yan Zhuang think alone.

Yan Zhuang silently returned to his home before the apocalypse, which did not seem to have been visited by blood corpses, but it was still a mess, apparently caused by the survivors when they looted supplies.

Unimpressed, he spent a whole day restoring the house to its original state, Yan Zhuang comfortably made himself a pot of tea, turned out his pre-apocalyptic cases, and looked at them page by page.

Looking at the large stack of test sheets, Yan Zhuang felt like a world away.

Yes, before the end of the day, he was a terminal cancer patient, if the end didn't come, he would be devoured by cancer cells soon, and his body would be gone.

"Oh, speaking of which, the most fulfilling days in my life turned out to be running at both ends of the hospital bookstore, struggling to survive."

At that time, in order to keep up with the doctor's treatment ideas, he taught himself relevant medical knowledge, although those proper nouns gave him a headache for a long time, but in order to live, it seemed that everything became easier.

But with such an adequate life, he only lived for two short years, and then ushered in the end and went smoothly to the present.

Even about the inheritance of the human race, he has some plans, as long as he goes step by step, even if he can't become a high-level civilization, he can avoid the punishment of the human race to donate half of the civilization star to be a slave star.

So even the things that the Doomsday Lord God and Nirvana have been headaches have, in his opinion, are nothing, just time-consuming, and there is not much risk.

So he seems to have lost his purpose.

Everything is too simple, and as he continues to evolve, his brain is getting better and better, and he is less and less interested in many things.

There is no challenging, boring life.

Yan Zhuang knew very well why he couldn't break through the star, because he knew that he was not afraid of the power of the star-level powerhouse, in general, he had too many resources, even the strongest nine-star powerhouse, as long as he wanted to, he could play with it.

Therefore, he has no desire for the improvement of his own strength.

After looking at the case for a long time, Yan Zhuang put the case aside, took a convenience bag, and went out naturally.

Walking through the streets filled with mutated plants and blood corpses, Yanzhuang was like walking in another world, and all the mutated creatures were afraid to get out of the way.

From a genetic point of view, these mutated creatures are more sensitive than humans who are still struggling to survive.

For them, the invisible pressure that Yan Zhuang gave them was like a king sitting in the void, looking down on the common people.

The gap is incalculable, and they simply cannot raise the slightest will to resist, so they can only surrender.

Yan Zhuang didn't care about the strange concessions of these mutated creatures. Anyway, it would be nice not to have him shoot all the way through.

In the largest supermarket in the city, a team of evolutionaries who came here from a nearby survivor base to collect supplies are trapped in the supermarket's warehouse.

"It's all the blame on the thin man, if he hadn't alarmed the bloody corpse, how would we be trapped here waiting to die!"

A team of more than 20 people all excluded a skinny young man as if they were nothing.

They could have taken the supplies and left just now, but they were almost at the emergency exit, and the thin man fell to the ground clumsily, making a loud noise, attracting all the bloody corpses!

They had to retreat to the warehouse, relying on the iron door of the warehouse to survive.

If the bloody corpses don't retreat, then they can only wait for death here, or rush out with more than half of the casualties.

The thin man squatted in the corner with his legs crossed, not daring to say anything.

He didn't fall on purpose, but he only ate a piece of hard candy for three days, and he was too excited just now, and his energy consumption was too great, and he couldn't bear it for a while.......

A trace of guilt crossed his eyes, but the thin man silently clenched the dagger in his arms.

Although he felt sorry for these teammates, his sister was still in the base and he had to go back.

If they wanted to treat him like a broiler when they ran out of food, he would never wait to die.

Thinking so, the thin man looked out through the crack in the door, and if only he could rush out if he had a chance.......

Hey?!

"Yes, someone's coming!"

The thin man exclaimed, ignoring the bloody corpse that desperately stretched out his hand into the crack of the door, the whole person stuck to the crack of the door, and looked out with his feet.

Coming people, of course, is Yanzhuang, who came to forage.

After replacing the light bulb with the light ball technique and lighting up the entire floor, Yan Zhuang pushed the small cart with a disgusted face and stopped at the door hesitating.

It was so dirty inside that he couldn't find a place to put his feet!

In addition to the blood stains all over the ground, crawling maggot internal organs, meat pieces, and some messy corpses, this layer of wandering blood corpses is really unsightly.

Seriously, after leaving the earth, he really hasn't seen a monster uglier than a bloody corpse, and it seems that the earth is an unlucky existence on the apocalyptic planet.

After being depressed for a long time, Yan Zhuang tentatively looked at the bloody corpses whose skin had turned black, and said entangledly: "Clean up these things on the ground, can you understand?" ”

When speaking, Yan Zhuang also used mental power to express his meaning.

The blood corpses hadn't been exposed to mental stimulation for a long time, and they came violently, and they all pumped like an electric shock.

But after a few seconds, their biological instincts, which made them understand the meaning of "king", moved clumsily, roughly, and began to clean up.

"Be light, don't smash anything you can use!"

As soon as he saw that these bloody corpses could be used, Yan Zhuang stopped at the door of the supermarket and instructed them to sweep the supermarket roughly.

After grabbing a bottle of air freshener and spraying it for a long time, Yan Zhuang walked leisurely in this smelly and smelly environment.

And the evolutionary team that witnessed all this is already stupid.

"He, he's not going to be a mutant blood corpse, is he? You see, the blood hears his word......"

"Shhhh Don't let him find us, and when he's gone, let's run while the bloody corpse hasn't returned. ”

Everyone else agreed, except for the thin man, who gritted his teeth and yelled.

"Respected powerhouse, please save us, we are trapped here by blood corpses!"

This voice angered the blood corpses, and they began to put down their work and bang the door desperately.

Yan Zhuang didn't want to participate too much, but when he looked at the thin man's frightened but full of desire to survive, his heart moved.

"Why do you want to live, can you tell me?"