"I can't imagine that you, a woman, have everything in your backpack."

Standing at the bottom of this cliff that is more than ten meters high, looking at the faint fire above, Leng Hao said with some sighs.

Song Xiaya was obviously a very qualified wild survivor, and the rope she carried in her backpack was enough to carry the weight of two people.

"What's wrong with the woman? Do you look down on women? ”

Song Xiaya put this set of tool ropes back into her backpack and said coldly to Leng Hao.

"No, I mean you're amazing."

Leng Hao hurriedly smiled.

"You see, I don't know anything about the world right now, but I should have changed into their clothes just now."

Now Leng Hao's shirt has been cracked by many shrubs, and it has long ceased to be "chic" just now.

"Hehe, come with me."

Song Xiaya smiled, and took Leng Hao to carefully stick to the mountain wall, turning a few corners.

…………

"The Amida protozoa is a strange insect that suddenly appeared, anyway, when it first broke out, it was like a zombie, infecting and parasitic tens of thousands of people."

"The whole society is in chaos."

As she told these deeds, the woman looked up at the sky, looked at the starry sky, and sniffled.

"Three months after the end of the world, it is not known which country launched the nuclear bomb, and the global out-of-control nuclear bundling strategy automatically takes effect."

Song Xiaya's hands opened suddenly, and two lines of tears were silently left in the woman's eyes.

"Most of the Amida protozoa have been wiped out, and the rest have also lost their original ferocious attack momentum in the nuclear radiation."

"However, the entire social order of our humanity has also completely collapsed."

Song Xiaya's voice was slightly choked.

"All the elderly over the age of 60 could not bear the initial infection of the Armida protozoa and died."

"The army that the country has finally assembled was washed by nuclear bombs on the way to counterattack the big cities."

"And then there's the long nuclear winter."

"I can't remember the day when the relief stations began to deteriorate and became private warlords."

The woman wiped a handful of tears and blinked.

"This is the living environment we live in now, and the city is either occupied by the Amida protozoa, or it is a private warlord."

"Outside the city, there are parasitic Amida protozoa, nuclear radiation mutants, mutant beasts."

"The climate changes strangely, some places don't see rain all year round, and some places the plants grow luxuriantly."

"Food is scarce and people's hearts are sinister. Everyone is on the verge of life and death. ”

"Do you understand now, Young Master Leng?"

Leng Hao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and smiled at Song Xiaya with some difficulty.

"Damn, I'm just dreaming of a wasteland world, there's no need for such a thing, right?"

At the same time, his heart was full of slander.

The world is crippled to the extreme.

"This is the world where everything you dream of can be restarted. Here, live well. Maybe there will be a surprise. ”

The elusive golden finger reappeared, and said with some amusement.

"Hey, hey, what's my gold finger? Shouldn't I be able to go back to that world to exchange for supplies? ”

Leng Hao was anxious.

"So the host really intends to live in this world? Then this proposal can be considered. ”

"No, no. I want to go back, go back! ”

Leng Hao stood up suddenly, frowning and constantly talking to the golden finger in his mind.

"Let's live in this world first."

After the voice in his head threw down this sentence, he disappeared without a trace again, no longer answering Leng Hao's inquiry.

Leng Hao almost vomited a mouthful of old blood on the keyboard, well, there was no keyboard in front of him.

In this kind of world where resources are scarce and people's hearts are sinister, who is crazy and willing to stay here?

I'm going to act in a movie, a movie, you know?

That's art, art comes from life, it's higher than life, it's not good!

"Beauty. You see I still have brute strength, can we two team up in the future? ”

Waiting for 12 o'clock in the evening, after receiving the hint in his mind that he could use the bullet time again, Leng Hao, who had been a little dazed, turned over and jumped up, and looked at Song Xiaya with a sneer.

Now he can only survive in this last world.

So Leng Hao, who almost didn't understand the current situation at all, could only hug the thigh of the woman in front of him first.

"We'll talk about it then."

Leaning against the mountain wall, Song Xiaya, who was sleeping in a daze, responded and lowered her head again.

"I ......"

Leng Hao couldn't help but pout.

What is the spirit? It's not just a woman, just a few crises, if it weren't for me, you would have been circled and forked.

However, in the end, Leng Hao still sighed, stepped aside in a proper manner, closed his eyes and rested.

To survive in the last days, it is better to have a guide than not to have one.

It's just that Leng Hao, who was used to staying in the era of peace, didn't notice that the woman who was clasped on her knees behind him was clearly holding a sharp dagger in her hand, and her eyes kept scanning Leng Hao, and there was no trace of confusion at all.

…………

"Hey, how far do we have to go?"

Leng Hao was carrying a huge backpack and looked at the woman jumping in front of him with some reluctance.

From the time she set out this morning, the woman had become a little overly lively.

He's a well-known Hengdian male god, isn't he a coolie with a backpack, okay?

"It's still a little bit away. You're a big man, you can't be more tired than me, right? ”

"No, no, it's okay, I'm not tired at all."

Leng Hao immediately replied reflexively.

Song Xiaya, who was facing away from Leng Hao, smiled secretly, this man is quite interesting.

"Haha, here, let's try to catch fish and eat it."

Walking through this forest, it suddenly dawned on him, and a small river glowing with silver light appeared in front of Leng Hao's eyes.

"Hey. You grass powder, give me a little more, I just saw the Amida protozoa again. ”

Leng Hao ran out of the jungle in three steps and two steps, and said with some fear.

"You save some use, this rainbow grass powder is very expensive."

Song Xiaya was a little reluctant to take out a small bottle, took out a pinch of green powder, and wiped it on Leng Hao's neck.

"Your secret weapon is really good, the jungle is your backyard."

"Hmph, now you know how good I am."

Song Xiaya raised her head, a little arrogant.

"Whoa!"

Just as the two were laughing, a splash suddenly sounded in the small river not far away.

A large fish covered in silver-white scales suddenly jumped out of the river.

"That's a carp! If we catch it, we'll be enough to eat for two days! ”

The joy on Song Xiaya's face had not disappeared yet, and she became vigilant.

Because, at the same time as she spoke, on the other side of the river, several small trees stirred, and several figures also appeared.