Seeing that Yan Zhen had ended the battle, Xiao 7 easily pinched off the fragile neck in his hand, and the human body was as fragile as a fragile object to it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Zhen eased his senses, calming his heaving breathing, he knew that the streets were not safe, and he didn't know how many such violent mutants were hiding under the buildings.

"Let's go, go back." He stopped looking at the corpse on the ground, turned around and pulled the car door and sat in the cab.

Xiao 7 went around to the co-pilot's side, its body is now similar to that of an adult human, and its movement is naturally convenient.

The wheels ran over the corpses crisscrossing the street, the body was bumping and bumping, the atmosphere in the car was dull, Yan Zhen seemed to be concentrating on driving, but in fact, he was thinking about a bunch of things in his head.

Little 7's rabbit head turned to look at him sideways and said, "It's just starting to mess up now, and maybe it will be even messier in the future, I-"

Yan Zhen looked ahead and interrupted it with a loud voice: "I understand. ”

I didn't have a chance to think about it when I was in danger just now, but now Yan Zhen looks back and thinks about it, Xiao 7 obviously has the ability to kill four people in seconds, not to mention its skills, that is, the 'weapon' that can cut through the tin truck box is enough to unload the four people into eight pieces.

It deliberately omitted a person to attack him, with the obvious intention of hoping that he would kill the other with his own hands.

He knew in his heart that Xiao 7 did this completely for his good, it was a killing machine, and it was its nature to kill enemies, and it was willing to explain to him, which could only show that it cared about his friend.

Relying on any powerful weapon is an external condition, and he must first be strong to survive, to take revenge, and to kill Paradise!

Yan Zhen never thought of himself as a great person, he didn't want to be a world hegemon or invincible in the world, and he never wanted to fight for all mankind.

His hope for the future is also very simple, to live, to be with his family, and to return to his former ordinary life.

Not everyone and everything has the right to choose, when there is no other choice, accept the reality, keep moving forward, throw away the burden of thought, he has no hesitation.

Seeing that Yan Zhen was not angry with him, Xiao 7 immediately regained his vitality, and after the car stopped at the door of the hotel, it helped Yan Zhen carry the food and water he had collected.

Although he didn't know when he would be able to leave Ling City, it was always right to stock up on more grain, and on the way back, he changed to a truck, and the car couldn't hold much.

He also got an electric car and put it in the trunk of the truck, and Ling Shi did not lose power after the disaster, no matter what the reason, it was a good thing for Yan Zhen.

The defense of the hotel is not strong, Yan Zhen decided to abandon this 'stronghold', he loaded all the collected things into the newly found truck, and Xiao 7 was also busy running before and after.

The new foothold is a factory in the outermost part of Ling City, which is not accessible by public transportation, and there are basically no people nearby, and the factory is producing rolling paper.

Yan Zhen moved into the factory with a truckload of supplies, and the factory and warehouse were all bungalows, and only the office building was a two-story building.

The truck drove into the factory compound, Xiao 7 got out of the car and was responsible for locking the door, and then helped Yan Zhen move things into the duty room on the first floor of the office building, where there is the monitoring of the entire factory, including the periphery of the courtyard wall, there is no power outage in the city, the monitoring in the factory is still on, if someone approaches, Yan Zhen can find it as soon as possible.

Yan Zhen dragged the body of the security guard in the monitoring room outside, placed it on the lawn next to the office building, and repeatedly washed the floor soaked in a pool of blood.

Most of the corpses in the factory are concentrated in the workshop, there are only a few in the office building, and there are more than a dozen in the open space in the courtyard.

He dragged the corpses into the workshop one by one, and then closed the door to block out the rancid smell.

"This place is hidden, and there are courtyard walls, so it's safe for the time being."

"Better give me a few more days to refuel, I think there's something wrong with those four people."

"What's the problem?"

"It was an instinctive reaction for Bao Bo to go crazy and want to kill you, he didn't hesitate or pause, but those four people came out of the basement and didn't attack you immediately, and also, people who are crazy about killing, don't they kill people when they see them, how can the four of them live peacefully for two days? Besides, I also know that cooperation, which is a big problem. ”

"It's all mutated after a high fever, maybe due to different human constitutions, some people don't mutate completely, I'm fine."

"Anyway, be careful when you go out, these guys will be quite difficult to deal with if they get together in a group."

"This is enough to last for a week, I don't think the park will let me be idle for a few days, maybe a new mission will arrive tonight."

There is a dormitory in the factory, there are toilets and baths, there are still some rice, noodles and seasonings in the canteen, and most of the vegetables have become dried vegetable leaves.

Xiao 7 had already made the bed for him, and the mattress alone was padded with three layers, two quilts, and the bed frame was wide with a chair, making it look like a 'nest'.

Someone does the work for himself, Yan Zhen is happy to be relaxed, and it doesn't matter what he looks like.

After cooking noodles and canned meat in a rice cooker, he ate a hot meal, and when he returned to the duty room after taking a shower from the staff bath, the new task of the park had arrived.

Yan Zhen got into the nest that Xiao 7 gave him, and clicked a few times to open the task bar of the park, he thought that the new mission would be related to the disaster in Ling City, but the content was not related.

[Please write an article about earthquake hazards, requiring that the death toll in the earthquake area be more than 90%, that the disaster area be larger than 300,000 square kilometers, that the total population should exceed 100 million, and that the survivors should survive in a reasonable and detailed manner.] The number of words must not be less than 20,000 (including punctuation), and the time limit is 48 hours. Tip: If there is a writer in the area, they will receive a sanction task against you. ]

"What's the matter, your face is so ugly?" Xiao 7 put his legs on the computer desk, his body collapsed on the office chair, he was staring at the picture on the monitor, and when he turned his head, he saw Yan Zhen with a face.

"300,000 square kilometers, 100 million people, 90% of deaths is 90 million, I... I don't know...... "Yan Zhen is confused, what is the concept of 90 million people?" Say no, it's gone?

"The requirements for a new mission? I know! Xiao 7 jumped up from the chair and pounced directly on Yan Zhen, a cotton rabbit was not heavy, Yan Zhen lay on his back with it.

"What do you know?"

"Location, aren't you worried about a place with an area of only 300,000 square kilometers and a population of 100 million? I know where it is~ The small island country not far from us, doesn't it meet the standards? You've read all your books in vain! ”

"Country R?"

"Yes, ready-made goals, I don't understand what you're struggling with, killing one person may change your entire life, killing 90 million, that's a number!"

Of course, Yan Zhen understood what Xiao 7 meant, but he just wanted him to accept it immediately, how could the inherent concepts of more than 20 years be so easy to subvert.

"If you don't write, someone else will write it, write it quickly, don't grind!" Little 7 urged impatiently.

"Who did you learn this Northeast dialect from?"

"There are a lot of videos on the Internet, isn't it popular?"

"Look at your surveillance, let me calm down and think about it."