Dongfang Xuanji is a genius architect of the god system, that is the god system.

Isn't the Corpse King only able to let souls enter ordinary people?

Yang Mu calmed down and thought about this matter, and soon figured out that he must have turned Dongfang Xuanji into a zombie first, and then the corpse king was parasitized.

In other words, Dick now has a super body, which is a zombie corpse after being descended by a god, and it should be very powerful when you think about it.

Well, now the strong enemy is really on the side.

The Dick Corpse King is not ordinarily smart, and he wants to provoke human infighting.

Dongfang Xuanji designed this huge building, it is said that there are complex underground facilities, and many hardware networks are underground, so they can easily control TV programs, and this is just the beginning, and the situation will be worse if you don't get it right, water cuts, power cuts, food cuts, and so on.

Food is not a problem for their own territory, and the food in the storage space is estimated to be enough for the people here to eat for several years, and the rations prepared for 10 million people at the beginning are only one-third.

No problem here, what about the others?

Now as long as you kill yourself, you can become a king, and you can be safe and sound in this dangerous city, this is a temptation, after all, there are already zombies outside, and the enemy is strong, it is estimated that everyone will be afraid.

People's hearts are unpredictable, what should they do?

Yang Mu left the teahouse and walked down the street, frowning and pondering.

He can't let hatred get carried away, he has to think of countermeasures.

He didn't know where the enemy was hiding, they must be in a very hidden place, how could they be invincible? This time he can't mess around, his family is around, he can't afford to lose!

"Komaki? Is Komaki you? ”

Well?

Suddenly, someone around me spoke.

Yang Mu turned sideways and looked down, and saw that it was an old beggar lying on the side of the street.

He was unkempt, could not see his facial features clearly, and his body was extremely thin.

"Haha, I just said that Lao Zamao is destined for you, I really didn't expect to see you again."

"You know me?"

Yang Mu walked over, squatted down, raised his hand, and removed his hair.

"Are you...... Miscellaneous veteran? ”

"Hahaha, yes, Xiaomu, I asked for food on the street back then, you and I were together, do you remember."

"Why are you here?"

Yang Mu was really surprised, he didn't expect to meet Lao Dao, who had been married together a long time ago?

Speaking of which, this is also a teacher of Yang Mu, who has taught him a lot of truths, such as the middle way, the way!

"Xiao Mu, I see that you are born with a dragon spirit and a fierce tiger, and the instrument is extraordinary, in fact, I am somewhat surprised, I didn't expect you to grow into such a towering tree, instead of a small crooked neck, it seems that you have also put in a lot of effort for this, this is very good, very good."

"Lao Dao, this face is not very good, is it sick? How did you get to the United States? Actually, I'm thinking ...... Are you still alive? ”

"No more, no less, it's just ninety-one."

"Huh? How old are you? ”

"Hmm."

"Come home with me."

"No, no, no, Xiao Mu, my longevity is over, and I will return to the west soon."

"Say what? I'll give you the yellow stone. ”

"Ha, it's useless, I'm terminally ill, the symptom of the yellow stone is an external injury, it is the power of fantasy, and I am an internal injury, I have been sick for a long time, my body is empty, and my life urges me to go, irreversible!"

"Old Dao, we finally managed to meet again, but you are so depressed, come, eat this eighth-level yellow first."

Yang Mu simply sat directly on the ground.

It had been a long time since he had sat on the floor, and he remembered that he had done this kind of thing a lot in those years.

Lao Dao smiled, took the yellow stone, and ate it in his mouth.

"It's useless, but I'll take it anyway, so don't worry."

"This old thing, weird, can we go now?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's not good here, just like back then, I just used the earth as a bed and the sky as a quilt, and you said on the side that I was your father, begging for food! Haha, many people maintain it all their lives, but they don't live to the age of the old man. And I ate and slept in the open, but I broke the age of 90, this is fate. ”

"Feudal superstition."

"Hey, you don't believe in heaven, but you can't believe in fate, you see, I think there will be an old man before I die, don't you appear?"

"Hehe......"

Yang Mu didn't know what to say, he directly moved his butt against the wall, raised his head to look at the night sky, and felt extremely peaceful.

"Little thing, isn't there something embarrassing?"

"Uh."

"I'll listen."

"Remember that I am an orphan, I should have told you about my abduction, it is not so detailed."

"yes, yes."

"I've found my family, right here; And I also found the person who stole me back then, and he was also here, and now he has become a big villain, uniting zombies, to enslave human beings, and to keep everyone here in captivity for food......"

Yang Mu met Lao Dao, his mood was quite complicated, and he originally had some thoughts, so he talked a lot, not only about the things in front of him, but also about the past, mainly his own experience after the apocalypse.

An hour had passed since he said this, and Yang Mu even felt that what he said was actually very rough.

"Hey, are you asleep? Come home with me. ”

"I'm not asleep, these stories are really interesting, so you don't know what to do now, do you?"

"Do you think I am? No, what is not to know? Unite with humans to kill zombies and fight to the death with zombies. ”

"No, no, no! From your words, I can hear that you hate human nature, you don't look down on people's sinister hearts, and you yourself are this kind of person, so sometimes you even hate yourself? ”

"Haha, you old bastard, don't come to reason with me, what's this? Everyone will always encounter a lot of disappointments, and they may always be disgusted with themselves, this is just a state of mind, I know. ”

"However, you don't really understand, you said that you once thought of the story I told you, and you understood the truth, but in the end you are still killing, because you still hate human nature, you still don't take life very seriously, otherwise you wouldn't have so much blood on your hands during the period after that."

"Who said that? I've always valued life, but sometimes you can't solve a problem without killing people. ”

"Yes, you value yourself, you value humans, but you don't value others, you think killing people can solve the problem, but do you solve it? Your career seems to be steadily improving, but have you done anything to date that you can be proud of? ”

“......”

"You have a heart to save the world, but you don't like humans, you want to save humans with your own abilities, but you don't like people's hearts. This in itself is contradictory, and it prevents you from having a firm heart and not wanting to trust others. ”

"Believing in others? Old Dao, you have been in the rivers and lakes for so long, don't you know that people's hearts are sinister? ”

"Of course I know, everybody knows, so most of us are in the mess and can't be great leaders."

"Hmph, hehe."

"Komaki, are you going to convince others to join you in killing zombies?"

"Hmm."

"Why convince them?"

"Because there are too many zombies."

"That's what you're afraid of."

"I'm afraid?"

"You said, your family now has tens of thousands of people, why don't you set an example and take your people to kill zombies."

"Am I stupid? It's not just these tens of thousands of people trapped here, we rush up to kill the zombies and let others enjoy the benefits? Finally watching us all wiped out? ”

"Haha, so I said you're scared, you don't have the courage to bear the death of others, you think you have to unite together to fight the zombies, but the truth is why should people unite? People value self-interest, if you try to persuade others, others will think that you are paying attention, and people's hearts collide with each other like this, how can there be trust? No one in this world is stupid, and if you want people to contribute in the name of killing zombies, they will not believe you in the first place. ”

Yang Mu frowned, thought for a long time, and then said:

"And what do you think I'm going to do?"

"When there is darkness all around, a ray of sunlight suddenly appears, and people in the darkness will rush over as if they have grasped a life-saving straw! This is the temperament of people's hearts towards the light, Xiao Mu, believe me, if you do well enough, if you have enough courage and courage, if you can bear everything, including the death of the people around you, then you will be a king, and naturally someone will gather around you, because you let them see the light, which is far more convincing than convincing others, the old way and you know each other, and now you are about to meet in the West District, I will never see each other again in this life, so I will tell you a truth that I want to understand in my life, And this truth is actually very early, many of us already know - don't think about relying on others, the most reliable thing in this world is only yourself, when you do yourself well, others will naturally rely on you, then you are also a king! ”

Yang Mu continued to frown, thinking about the old words, and then pouted and said:

"You old bastard, Shinto, although the words are good, but how can things be so easy?"

Yang Mu sighed and continued to look at the sky.

It's been a long time, and the old Tao hasn't said a word.

Yang Mu looked at him sideways, motionless, with a calm expression.

Asleep?

Wrong!

He reached over and put it on Lao Dao's nose, but there was no breath left, he was dead!

Yang Mu was stunned for a long time, and finally leaned against the wall decadently.

Slowly, tears flowed from his eyes, and finally he lay on Lao Dao's arm, just lying quietly.

One night many years ago, he also lay on Lao Dao's body like this, because it was cold, the two of them could be warmer next to each other.

At that time, he was not familiar with this old way at all, but he often saw it in that area.

In fact, he has never been familiar with the old way, they are just poor people who beg for food on the street to make a living.

Even if they meet every day, as long as they miss it once, they are likely to be never seen for life, which is the fate of the prodigal son and the prodigal son.

They are okay, before Lao Dao died, they met here.

Look at this old miscellaneous hair, how comfortable he laughs, it just makes Yang Mu sad.

He lay flat and looked at the night sky, still so quiet, the round moon had risen so high, and there was a halo of wind around him, will there be wind tomorrow?

Old way, old way, go all the way, this may really be your fate.

"Yang Mu?"

A female voice sounded, then footsteps, and then a figure squatted down and looked down at Yang Mu.

Yang Mu had already judged from the voice that this was Song Yaru, and it was estimated that he had just passed by after being busy.

"What are you doing?"

"Hey, I didn't do anything."

"Why are you lying here with a man? Or an old man? Are you crying? What the hell is going on? ”