"Hello."

Ren Xiaoye pushed the glasses on his face, and those sharp eyes stared at Song Yu.

Song Yu's hand was separated from Ren Xiaoye with a touch. There was no expression on her face, and she didn't care about Ren Xiaoye's eyes looking at her.

Ren Xiaoye withdrew his hand and pushed his glasses again: "You are very powerful, and you are not from our school." ”

"I'm curious why you're here."

Song Yu shook his head and did not answer. Walking to the balcony outside the south of the third floor, Ren Xiaoye naturally followed closely.

"There shouldn't be anything beneficial to the Adepts in this school yet, why are you here?"

Song Yu was lying on the edge of the balcony, his eyes looking at the zombies that kept roaring below.

"Perhaps, I am an enthusiastic citizen, come to rescue the future pillars of the motherland."

Ren Xiaoye also looked at the zombies downstairs, listened to Song Yu's words, and sneered: "Heh, enthusiastic citizens? ”

"Now that the end of the world is coming, you are a stranger who broke into a university with nearly 10,000 zombies alone, saying that you are an enthusiastic citizen?"

"Who believes."

"Do you believe it?"

Song Yu didn't speak, and he didn't pay attention to Ren Xiaoye anymore.

Ren Xiaoye saw that Song Yu ignored him, and his eyes gradually moved to the big bag behind Song Yu.

"You've got ..... in this bag"

Song Yu turned his head, "Naturally, it's food and water." ”

Ren Xiaoye nodded, and then left.

Song Yu climbed to the roof again, lay on the roof, and basked in the sun.

The backpack was pillowed by her head.

After a while, Song Yu suddenly sat up from the ground.

Wang Xin came up.

Wang Xin saw Song Yu staring at him with burning eyes, scratched the back of his head, and then walked over.

"Our captain wants to trade food with you. with messages. ”

Song Yu looked at him for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, I can give you all the food in my bag, as long as your news is useful to me."

Wang Xin heard Song Yu's affirmative answer, looked at the half-human-tall bulging travel bag, and breathed a sigh.

"I'm going to call the captain to come over and talk."

Song Yu nodded indifferently, sitting on the balcony and looking at the sky boredly.

After a minute, Ren Xiaoye came up.

"Song Yu, hello."

Song Yu saw Ren Xiaoye coming over, nodded, and then opened the bag.

Pour out chunks of compressed biscuits and a bottle or two of mineral water.

Ren Xiaoye saw the compressed biscuits all over the ground, his breath was suffocated, and he took his eyes off the compressed biscuits with difficulty.

Looking at Song Yu's expressionless face, a little thought suddenly appeared in his heart that he wanted to directly occupy these things, but he was immediately suppressed by himself.

Ren Xiaoye's throat was a little dry, and he cleared his throat before he spoke: "We found a radio at school, and we can hear official news from time to time. ”

"The official has built a 'survivor' base in all four directions of the country, and the official said: If a person with a large number of survivors joins the base, he can distribute houses and food for free when he arrives at the base."

Song Yu nodded and motioned for Ren Xiaoye to continue.

Ren Xiaoye coughed dryly, and then lost his breath.

Song Yu looked at Ren Xiaoye suspiciously, "Is it gone?" ”

Ren Xiaoye: "It's gone." ”

Song Yu nodded, and silently put the compressed biscuits into the bag, until there was still a quarter of the original number on the ground.

"The price of your message seems to be only worth so much."

After speaking, Song Yu stood up and went downstairs with his bag on his back.

A few people in the know downstairs knew the result when they saw the bag still bulging behind Song Yu.

Wang Xin cheekily leaned next to Song Yu, "Big man, can't we change much news?" ”

Song Yu nodded, "Your news is of little use to me. ”

"Also, I'm leaving, goodbye."

Song Yu walked up to Yang Lu, looked at her, and asked Yang Lu to send her down.

Yang Lu hesitated, and Yu Guang saw Ren Xiaoye nodding at her, and then left with Song Yu.

Along the way, Yang Lu didn't say anything to Song Yu, and silently opened the door to let Song Yu leave.

Song Yu walked out of the last iron door downstairs, took his kitchen knife with his blade, and immediately ran into those zombie groups.

Like a wolf entering a flock, it keeps biting the lamb to the slaughter.

Song Yu was as dazzling as the opening, and the departure was also eye-catching.

Ren Xiaoye, who was standing on the roof of the building, a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead and pushed the golden frame.

"Isn't the big guy very powerful."

Ren Xiaoye nodded, "Yes." It's powerful, and it doesn't belong to the power of the early end times at all. ”

After speaking, Ren Xiaoye turned his head to look at the pile of compressed biscuits on the ground again, and added another sentence.

"Doesn't seem to be worried about food at all."

Wang Xin nodded approvingly beside him, "Indeed." ”

"Perhaps, she is organized."

Ren Xiaoye pushed his glasses and replied affirmatively: "It's impossible for her to be organized, I can be sure of that!" ”

Wang Xin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then went down with the pile of compressed biscuits.

"This pile of compressed biscuits relieves us a lot of stress."

Ren Xiaoye nodded, his eyes looking at the West Canteen from afar.

"Let's go."

The two went down together, and then arranged this batch of compressed biscuits.

…

Here, Song Yu took a bite of the compressed biscuit, moved quickly towards the door, and then spread her legs and ran to the street that she had cleared before.

"The little benefactor is back!"

The residential buildings on both sides of this street, I don't know which uncle shouted upstairs.

Suddenly, heads stuck out from the window next to them, and even children stretched out their hands out of the window to greet Song Yu.

Song Yu walked on this street, under the pressure above his head, and forced to leave calmly.

It's horrible! Worse than zombies!

Song Yu left quickly, vowing never to come here again.

Anyway, more than a million books in this library have been collected, and they will be collected slowly in the future.

…

Song Yu hid in a second-hand market and wandered inside.

The battery car she picked up from the road was out of battery and had to find another car to travel around.

She can't drive the car or something, she just passes, and the electric one runs out of power after a while, and she has to change it.

"Eh*罒▽罒*"

Song Yu's eyes were suddenly attracted by a tricycle on his feet, and he happily ran over here and there.

"That's good!"

Song Yu melted the big iron chain that locked the tricycle and rode on it to try the feeling.

Because it was the first time to ride this kind of tricycle, Song Yu was unskilled in going east and west, hitting the pillar next to him from time to time, and then hitting other cars.

"No! No way! I can't ride it! ”

Song Yu hung his head in frustration and sat next to the pedal tricycle.

At this time, the tricycle was cleverly stuck in the pillar and the corner of the wall, and Song Yu couldn't pull it out no matter how he pulled it.

Song Yu turned his gaze to other vehicles, scurrying around like headless flies.

"It's just you!"

Song Yusheng stood in front of a small stall with the words "egg cake" and "hand cake" written on it.

"Hehe, maybe I can sell 'egg cakes' when I'm idle and bored in the future."

……