Some people fear powerful creatures, others fear loneliness.

Han Sung-in is obviously the latter, he can't stand the torture of being trapped in a tent alone, he can move, but he can't go out.

What has become of the outside, will the family be worried when they see that he has not returned for so long?

These questions had been lingering in Han Sung-in's mind all along, gradually weakening the sense of oppression brought about by that powerful existence a lot.

After Wu Sheng asked about their place before, he no longer paid attention to this guy who was just an ant in his eyes.

At this time, he was discussing with Lei Hang and Zuo You the countermeasures that should be taken in Linhu City.

"Since there are still so many survivors in this city, I think it's better to leave some food for them, after all, if you want it, big brother, you can't get it!" Lei Hang said with a grin.

Despite being in the last days, this guy is still very kind-hearted, and has not changed because he was abandoned and turned into a zombie hostage.

But Zuo You obviously didn't think so: "To the survivors? Oh, it's a question of how long those people will live, and besides, do you think they'll take your affection? ”

Lei Hang pouted: "If you don't receive my affection, what does it matter, do you want those people to be starved to death because they have no food?" ”

"Wu Sheng is the only one who needs food, even if we want to take it, how much do you think we can take?" Zuo You said disdainfully.

Indeed, although they had more than a hundred of them here, only Wu Sheng himself really needed to eat.

Of course, it's not that zombies don't need to eat, it's just that what they eat is ......

Wu Sheng looked at the two arguing, sighed lightly, and said, "Okay, the situation in Linhu City, I don't think it should be an exception, there are so many human beings, it is normal to encounter the forces formed by the survivors." What I want to discuss with you now is not the food this time, but the attitude towards these people in the future. ”

He is not good at contacting people, at least not with ordinary people.

Immortal cultivators have their own pride, and in his previous life, he didn't care about the lives of these people at all.

As long as it is something he likes, he will take it directly, so why care about other people's feelings.

As for those who want to rebel against him, they directly erase the matter, do you still have to ask too much?

But after coming to this world, he lived in a different environment and came into contact with different people, and gradually discovered that those who were once regarded as ants by him were actually his kind.

Of course, Wu Sheng can ignore these and continue to pursue the immortal path he yearns for, and he is also very confident that this time he will definitely be able to break through the void and ascend to the immortal realm.

But what about after he left?

The world will be invaded by zombies, and then the human race will be completely wiped out?

Or are the zombies becoming a new species and ruling the world, while humans become pigs and sheep-like livestock, kept in captivity?

Every time he thought that he was the same kind as them, Wu Sheng felt that such a result was unacceptable, he was not a saint, it was impossible to save everyone, but he couldn't watch these people being enslaved by those monsters.

"It depends on whether you help them or do it alone." Zuo You said calmly, but his eyes were looking at Wu Sheng, and there seemed to be a little more exquisite meaning in his eyes.

"Why should I help them?" Wu Sheng pursed his lips, from the bottom of his heart, he still didn't want to admit that he and these weak ants were of the same species.

"Because you're human too, and you're still human." Zuo You's firm way.

Wu Sheng didn't speak, although he didn't want to admit it, but it was a fact.

Just like he would punish Wu Laosan and Zhao Donghai before, he couldn't see such a move of killing each other and ignoring life.

With a long sigh, he was just about to speak, but suddenly there was a shout from the tent: "Come on, let me out, don't lock me up here!" ”

The eyes of the three of them suddenly looked at the tent, and of course they all knew that there was a human in it.

The zombies next to them naturally knew that from the earliest time Han Chengren was brought back, they had been excited to pounce.

If it weren't for the strong control of the three of them, even if they suppressed their desire to pounce, I'm afraid that guy would have been dismembered a long time ago.

Hearing this cry now, Wu Sheng was a little impatient, but he still decided to go in and have a look.

Han Chengren in the tent was grabbing his hair, and he also knew that it was a very unwise choice to shout like this, even in their camp, they would usually speak as softly as possible, for fear of alarming the zombies and causing an unmanageable situation.

But he was so depressed that he even became depressed to stay in it dryly.

Although it might cause some unnecessary trouble, thinking of that person's strength, Han Chengren decided to take a gamble.

In fact, he was right.

Wu Sheng walked into the tent a little impatiently, and saw Han Chengren waiting at the door with a smile on his face, and when he saw him come in, he couldn't wait to say, "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't disturb your business, right?" ”

"Excuse me, what are you going to do?" Wu Sheng said angrily.

"I, I actually have something to look for you." Han Chengren looked embarrassed, but he thought that if he left, he would stay here alone, so he had to bite the bullet and say.

Wu Sheng didn't take his words to heart at all, and pouted: "What does your business have to do with me?" ”

Han Chengren was very uncomfortable when he was asked, and he wanted to ask the other party to let him go, but he swallowed it back when it came to his mouth.

Looking at the young man's posture, he will not sympathize with the set of words he learned in the movie at all, but the person who can be the captain of the SWAT team is not completely brainless.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Chengren came up with an idea: "Brother, you came to our Linhu City, there should be something, right?" Whether you're looking for someone or where you want to go, I'm familiar with it and can definitely help you. ”

He probably thought that Wu Sheng was a master of serving the country, similar to the elite trained by the Security Bureau, so he said so.

"It's not." Wu Sheng shook his head flatly, completely cutting off his thoughts.

"Then you should always have something you want, as long as you are willing to talk, everything is easy to say." Han Chengren is really anxious now, if he can't come up with anything good, even if he is not killed, he will probably be suffocated to death.

Originally, Wu Sheng still wanted to refuse directly, and by the way, he persuaded the guy not to move those thoughts.

It's just that when the words came to his lips, he changed his mind again.

If you want to talk about what he wants, he really has it, but it's not those foods and the like, but spiritual grass, which he wants to find, like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Although Linhu City is small, there are hundreds of survivors, and maybe they will know something that interests them.

Thinking of this, the corners of Wu Sheng's mouth raised slightly in a good-looking arc, and he said seriously: "Perhaps, we can talk." ”