The tallest of the mountains is called Shogun Mountain.

This is a large survivor settlement, built on a tall and majestic mountain, and countless passes have been built between the peaks, and there is a wide and winding road between the checkpoints, and the heavy trucks on the road are running one after another, and the flat places in the mountains are large areas of fertile fields and land.

Thousands of men were building fortifications and houses in full swing, and most of the people in the fields were old and weak, women and children, and everything seemed to be thriving in the last days.

On the bed in the middle of the building, a gentle woman sat on a pillow and looked at the picture album in her hand, which was a manual written by countless masters in the two years after the disaster.

The manual contains monsters and skills that have appeared since the Plague.

This atlas is very expensive and rare in the trading market, because it contains the tips of the masters to kill monsters and the ways to use various skills, and the atlas is simply what every survivor craves.

How to kill powerful monsters at the lowest cost, how to maximize damage with skills, hidden attributes between various suits, and coordinates that have appeared in the field store.

The woman was lying on her cheeks with her hair obscuring her cheeks, and her face could not be seen clearly, but the white skin exposed between her neck, the little white rabbit jumping out of her pajamas, and the blush were still quite attractive.

The slender thighs pressed against the futon, and the black hills loomed between the futons, and the woman carefully flipped through the album she had just gotten, and she analyzed it as she watched.

"I heard that the monster is moving towards us, and the West Side has been bulldozed"

"I wonder if we'll be able to get through this time?"

The woman turned her head and smiled at the man on the bed, and the corners of her mouth turned slightly upturned to bring the scar on her face: "What about getting through?" ”

The scar was like a big centipede lying on her face, from the right end of her hair to the left side of her chin, and she smiled slightly and moved the scar, as if the centipede had come to life.

"What if you can't get through it?" The woman put down the atlas and gently stroked the man's smooth chest with her hand.

"By the way, what's your name?" The man moved his body and rested his head in the woman's arms, and the woman touched his ear with her hand, and everything seemed natural.

"Why do you ask?" the woman asked in surprise, and she played with his cochlea with the ends of her hair, and she was intoxicated by the leisurely atmosphere, and she wanted to live like this forever.

"I don't know anything about your past except for numbers, aren't you all about to die? I want to know who the person I love is" The man's ears itched and he couldn't stop the woman's movements, and he grabbed the little white rabbit in front of him, which can be regarded as saving Zhao from Wei Wei.

The woman was amused and giggled: "The news I received is that the monster will not be able to attack in half a year, and it will only be possible until the dead Yan of the swamp evolves."

"Besides, I haven't used my original name for so many years, I forgot it," she turned her head and recalled, and said disapprehantly: "It seems that there is a happy word."

The man kissed her white inner thigh, smiled and said, "Then you remember that my name is Fang Jiaxing, a native of Sichuan."

"If I die first, you'll have to collect my body."

The woman muttered twice and said with a smile: The name is quite vulgar, Fang Jiaxing... Fang Jiaxing... Jiaxing..

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"Jiaxing.. Jiaxing.. Jiaxing.." Zheng Hao's face was heavy, looking at the unconscious Fang Jiaxing, and he shouted while shaking his body.

"Hmm... Yes... Ahem, ahem..."

"Wake up, wake up, just wake up"

"Finally woke up"

"I'm going to get some water."

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and he couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, Fang Jiaxing coughed for a while and slowly opened his eyes, his eyelids were like a thousand pounds of boulders.

There was a broken emergency lamp in the room, and the gray light flickered and flickered, and it would go out at any moment, plunging the light into darkness again.

After opening his eyes, he only saw the limbs of the people in the room twisting and swaying, his chest was depressed and he opened his mouth to spit acid water, Fang Jiaxing twisted his body, his hands and feet twitched unobediently, and his tears couldn't stop flowing, until the stomach acid was dried up, and then he wiped his tears and saliva with the towel handed over.

Seeing that their figures were still shaking, Fang Jiaxing hurriedly closed his eyes, he knew that this was the sequelae of overdrawing his mental power, and his vision was just disordered.

Zheng Jian hurriedly paced over, helped Fang Jiaxing to gently help him calm his body, and asked softly, "How is it?" ”

Chen Qian also hurriedly asked, the concern between his words could be heard by anyone: "Do you want to eat something, or drink something?" ”

Fang Jiaxing raised his hand with difficulty and waved it, signaling that he didn't want anything.

"We have arrived at Zhongdun Company, it is safe for the time being, Jiaxing, you can relax and rest, and we will discuss it after recovering your strength" Zheng Jian waved his hand behind him after saying this, signaling everyone to go out.

When everyone walked out of the room, Fang Jiaxing recalled his previous life and muttered: Huan, where should I go to find you?

Generally, the mental power of normal people is between 4 and 8 points, and the 6 points of physical potential is the horizontal line, but Fang Jiaxing has doubled his mental power and willpower because of his two lives, so he recovers his mental power faster than ordinary people.

It was still dark, looked at his watch at more than 21 o'clock, and after lying on the bed for more than an hour, Fang Jiaxing pushed open the door of the room and walked out.

The lights in the house are on, and it seems that the wiring here has not been damaged by natural disasters, and the lights in the house are blocked by the shutters and do not penetrate the street, which also prevents more zombies from surrounding here.

"How's your recovery?" Chen Qian asked as he handed over a bottle of mineral water

Fang Jiaxing moved his body a few times, stretched his arms a few times and smiled: "It should be fine."

There were still countless dark brown blood stains on the smooth floor, and there were still zombie corpses piled up in the corner, it seemed that Zheng Jian and the others were still fighting hard during the time they had fainted.

Carefully opening the corner of the shutter and looking out the window, under the moonlight, you can clearly see the frantic figures at the gate, they are slamming and shaking the stainless steel door of the China Shield Company.

"Thank you for your hard work"

"It's okay, it's just a little hungry" When I came out of the hotel, the backpacks of the four people were full of weapons and ammunition, and there was no place for food or anything.

Fang Jiaxing glanced around and asked softly, "This is the second floor of Zhongdun Company?"

"Hmm.."

"Big brother, why don't you go up to the third floor?" Fang Jiaxing asked suspiciously

Zheng Jian beckoned to come over to the desk, Zheng Jian pointed to the tattered distribution map on the table and said, "Draw a circle, this location is our current room"

He clicked on the other side of the map and said, "This is where the weapons and equipment are stored on the third floor."

"But someone got here early, they occupied the third floor"

"Hmm" Fang Jiaxing nodded, there must be more than his own group of people who know this address, but he didn't expect that there were people who were one step faster than him.

"It can't be Brother Hao, right?"

Zheng Jian shook his head: "No, it's a part of the staff and the armed police from the seven or eight No. 2 Middle School."

"Have you already been in contact with each other?"

"Yes, but the weapons and equipment are not willing to be distributed to us," Zheng Jian said angrily

"The staircase on the third floor has been blown up by them, and a simple bunker has been set up, and the armed police will not let us go up to the third floor, and they will say that as long as we go upstairs again, they will beat us as monsters" Chen Qian said with a gloomy face and very unhappy

"Good work brothers, cough . . . Cough.. Cough.. Is there anything else? ”

"There's no more food," said the words, and there was a gurgling sound in the room.

"Isn't there an internal guest house in the courtyard behind the first floor?" There is also a hotel covering an area of more than 700 square meters in the Zhongdun Company, but this hotel is never open to the public, and it is used to entertain the leaders of various departments, and there are many people in H City who know about this.

"Yes, the yard is full of zombies and refuses to disperse, there should be living people inside." Zheng Jian pointed to a place on the distribution map and added.

Fang Jiaxing suddenly asked, "When did the gunfire over there stop?" ”

Zheng Jian was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he came to his senses and said: "When the night falls after the rain, it is getting quieter and quieter, and the movement is getting smaller and smaller, maybe..."

"Hmm... Got it."

After pondering for a while, Fang Jiaxing gently slapped his palms twice, and saw that everyone looked over, and then said sincerely to the others in the room: "Everyone, for the time being, everyone is sitting in the same boat, and if you want to live, you have to support each other, what do you say?" ”

The man with glasses nodded and hurriedly said, "Big brother is right, I listen to big brother."

"Of course," replied one of the three women in the crowd who had met earlier.

"I have been able to live until now thanks to the third brother and several big brothers"

"Say, what can we do" and some people are more direct.