Chapter Seventy-Four: Thinking about the Future

Turning off the microphone in his hand, Ye Qiang asked Feng Fufu to set this video to repeat. Then in the surprised gaze of the other party, he clicked on the morning battle video. At this glance, Ye Qiang's face couldn't help but be gloomy.

"How can there be so many xenomorph zombies! Do you fight teamfights? Muttering a whisper, Ye Qiang kept tapping his fingers on the table. He didn't believe that the commanders of the army were stupid people who only knew how to rush hard, and the breakthrough point they chose must be a place where there were fewer zombies. But even so, there are no less than thirty xenomorph zombies captured by the camera alone.

From this alone, Ye Qiang could estimate that after the second white mist eruption, the number of xenomorph zombies had at least doubled. Thinking about the terrifying combat power of the xenomorph zombies, and then thinking about the number of them increasing, Ye Qiang suddenly felt a headache.

"Hey, I got kicked out by the pro!" Just when Ye Qiang was full of confusion about the future, Feng Fufu licked his face and leaned over. "Big guy, are you really a toxomouth worm? That god-fast game streamer. ”

"It's like a fake!"

"O great god! Please take my knees, take me super, take me fly! As if not noticing Ye Qiang's lack of interest, Feng Fufu knelt down in front of Ye Qiang. That flattering expression is almost a fight with the Wang Zai of Ye Qiang's family!

"I said big brother! The world has become like this, how can you still be so calm! "In the face of such a wonderful flower as Feng Fufu, Ye Qiang said that he was very powerless." Haven't you thought about the future? Do you want to die here? ”

Being asked so seriously by Ye Qiang, Feng Fufu calmly took out a cigarette and lit it. "What are you thinking about in the future, all you get in exchange for is endless troubles. The world is like this, and it is a day to live! ”

"You're really one person to feed and the whole family is not hungry!" Giving Feng Fufu a thumbs up, Ye Qiang turned his head to observe the situation at each intersection, hoping to find a safer path to leave.

"Don't look at it, it's all zombies, what's so good! If you really want to leave, wait for tomorrow! Tomorrow morning, the soldiers from the two settlements will converge and break out with the survivors. As long as you can blend in with the survivors, you'll be able to leave. ”

"Aren't you leaving?" Hearing Feng Fufu's meaning, Ye Qiang asked curiously. It is said that the other party can come up with such an excellent solution, and he must have been thinking about it for a long time. But Ye Qiang felt that this product had no intention of leaving here at all!

"Leave? Leaving here, where am I going! Survivor base? A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Feng Fufu snuffed out the cigarette in his hand. Little brother, I'll tell you! These bases seem to be safe, but in fact, there are all kinds of people, and all kinds of unsightly things can't be managed. ”

Smoking a cigarette again, Feng Fufu frowned and put it down. "Outside, you just need to watch out for zombies! But in the base, in addition to zombies, you also have to guard against your own kind. At least in my opinion, wilted ones are much more terrifying than bloodthirsty zombies. ”

Hearing what Feng Fufu said, Ye Qiang nodded with deep understanding. He also knows how terrifying people will become once they have no lower limit, and there are too few "good people" who can survive from disasters to the present. In the state of limited resource allocation, if you don't want to suffer yourself, you can only make others uncomfortable!

In a way, Wang Qifeng's days at the resettlement site are a microcosm of the future. The survivors are gathering more and more, the base resources are insufficient, and the distribution of materials is uneven. Those who have some ability will gang up and collude up and down. Obtain a better life by bullying the weak, and avoid the strong when encountering the strong, and give full play to the bullying of good and fear of evil.

Such a future is foreseeable. Compared to what Ye Qiang could think of, his life after that would only be as good as ever. As the leader of the team, he really needs to think about the future of the people. In particular, he needs to think twice about whether or not to join the survivor base.

"Since you don't have the intention of leaving, I won't force it. But for the sake of fateful acquaintance, I have one more mouth. In your place, it's okay to block ordinary zombies, but in the face of xenomorph zombies, you can't fight at all. After leaving these words, Ye Qiang turned his head and left. If he wants to leave with the help of the army, he can't change into another form of fighting, so a weapon at hand is indispensable.

"Why are you going! The army will come tomorrow! Seeing that Ye Qiang was about to leave again, Feng Fufu couldn't help asking.

"I'm going to find a weapon, tomorrow's breakout will not be peaceful, a little more insurance, more security!"

"Wait, just go out like this, and get two fire axes when you find it dark. Come with me! Putting on a protective mat, Feng Fufu grabbed a machete and walked outside. The instantaneous change of temperament fully shows that Ye Qiang has looked away, this otaku who seems to be harmless to humans and animals is definitely not the kind of master who can't walk when he encounters zombies.

Walking briskly through the streets, the two of them seemed extraordinarily calm. Perhaps because the army broke through in the morning, there were many fewer zombies on the streets than usual, and the two of them hurried all the way, surprisingly without encountering any trouble. After passing through two intersections, Feng Fufu suddenly took Ye Qiang and folded into an alley.

"This is it!" Standing in front of a hardware store, Feng Fufu pointed here and nodded. As soon as you step inside, you will be greeted by a mixture of oil and metal.

This hardware store is not too big, Ye Qiang can see it at a glance, but from this, Ye Qiang did not see any weapons suitable for him. Glancing at Feng Fufu with some doubts, Ye Qiang quietly waited for the other party's explanation.

"Little brother, you don't think that a dangerous thing like a sword will be clearly placed on the shelf by others!" As he was talking, Feng Fufu walked to a shelf familiarly. As he pushed it open, a doorknob appeared in front of Ye Qiang's eyes.

"So there's another mechanism down there!" Following Feng Fufu, Ye Qiang followed the ladder behind the doorknob to the bottom of the house. It was a small room of only five or six square meters, and on the walls around the room, there were delicate knives hanging neatly. Tiger handle machete, Tang knife, horse chopping knife, katana, Longquan sword, broadsword...... And so on.

"The owner of this shop is a regular customer of our Internet café, and he has a love for all kinds of cold weapons in the past. Don't look at the few things here, but they are all steel products, like the big knife in my hand, which cuts bones without a curling blade! ”

Just as Feng Fufu was introducing, Ye Qiang had already searched for a weapon that suited him. One by one, the weapons were pulled out and put down by Ye Qiang, and after a while, he looked at the knives in the room.