The night in Ziott was relatively uneventful, and the only abnormal situation was to be expected—the secret scientific research base hidden under the ruins was empty.

All equipment and all living specimens were removed, and there was no trace of a battle left at the scene. There is no doubt that this should be the result of the combination of the inside and the outside, because without the internal ghost, this transaction would never have been done so neatly. This speculation was not explicitly stated by the mastiff, but Wu Ming could see that he already had a quasi-score in his heart.

The looting of the research base posed another problem: they had no means of transportation.

There are still more than 150 kilometers to go from Relu Saliang, more than half of which are in the Negev desert, and this group has now run out of ammunition and food, and the mastiff and Bob are both wounded, and it is still unknown whether there are still hidden ambushes on the previous road, and the difficulty of completing this last journey has been accurately summarized by Bobu: it is harder than a camel passing through the eye of a needle!

They were still on the road.

After resting for four or five hours in the empty scientific research base, the tired group of refugees set out from the path east of the city, skirted the dilapidated shantytowns, and went straight into the yellow sand.

It's not a road at all, there are no traffic signs, no convoys, and all you can see is undulating sand dunes and the occasional skeleton of an unidentified animal.

The cautious Mastiff is well aware of his current situation and the power of his opponent, and he does not want to meet any potential enemies until he is 100% safe, because he needs to survive. Protecting Wu Ming, the guest of honor, is no longer the most important task at this juncture, and what the mastiff needs to do more is to save his life, because he knows how valuable he is to the eldest lady.

Wu Ming expressed his understanding of the Lie Mastiff's potential psychological activities, after all, the opponent had already made a move, and the next means would definitely be even more crazy and cruel, and without the help of the Lie Mastiff, no matter how capable the eldest lady was, it would be difficult for her to deal with it.

In contrast to the Mastiff's worries, Bob kept being happy, as if there was no risk of festering in his leg, and as if walking in the desert was an exciting thing.

It was probably due to the fact that he and Yaggie had a good conversation, and with the nagging ghost acting as a human crutch, Bob's silly laughter barely stopped for a moment. Along the way, Bob and Yaji talked and laughed, but they didn't feel hard.

Of course, Wu Ming was not happy to face the gloomy face of the fierce mastiff, in most cases, he kept hanging behind, either chatting with Yaji, or helping to deal with Bobu's leg injury, and talking happily with those two guys, almost according to the habits of the Shenzhou Kingdom, piling up a handful of soil on the ground, lighting incense and candles, and worshiping Ziyi to marry Jinlan.

Bo Bu didn't know enough about the mysterious organization hidden behind the Corpse Hunting Club, and the few words he revealed didn't help Wu Ming much. However, the black strong man's understanding of the fierce mastiff is extraordinary, and it seems that in addition to his biological parents, he is the only one in this world.

The reason why the mastiff takes such special care of Bobu is partly because he can indeed play a great role in battle, and on the other hand, it is also because of a deep connection.

Bob was brought into the industry by his own brother, and has been working under the Mastiff since he joined the group. It is said that during an operation in Eastern Europe, Dabob was beaten into a sieve to cover the mastiff and died a horrible death. Since then, the cold-faced minister has felt that he owes the Bob brothers a great favor, so he regards little Bob as a sibling.

If you want to say that Xiao Bobu is good anywhere, it is that he is simple-minded, and he has only chatted with Wu Ming and Yaji, two outsiders, but he even took out his heart and lungs when he chatted, so that Wu Ming almost couldn't bear to use means to talk again. Even so, Bob revealed a gossip about the Mastiff - the minister has feelings for Miss Titer!

It was like the relationship between a man and a woman, and like the relationship between a father and daughter, but to describe it more specifically, Bob couldn't say it. He just felt that when the minister looked at the eldest lady, the look in his eyes was completely wrong, and the light in his small eyes no longer contained any coldness, which was similar to the performance of Ping Suri. In addition, the mastiff is still single in his forties, which probably shows that he still has illusions about the eldest lady.

In fact, Tit, as the biggest leader on Bob's side, shouldn't have commented too much, but he seems to have some thoughts about fighting for the fierce mastiff, and Bob always complains that her private life is a little too open when talking about Tit, as if there is a slut's heart hidden under that simple and cute appearance.

This information made Wu Ming nervous. He felt that that time in a coma, something might really have happened!

Physical contact with a woman living in this era was originally not a big deal, and to a certain extent, Wu Ming even had some desire. In the world in which he originally lived, the continuation of the species did not require direct physical contact at all. They are fresh meat, not pure and natural human beings, and all young new life is mass-produced under strict supervision.

Because of this, when those fresh meat gladiators talk about the topic of women in private, they always reveal irrepressible longing and fantasies, especially the physical contact incident, which has become a course that must be reviewed every day in addition to crawling, and Wu Ming's ears are calloused.

With the body of the most powerful Enlightenment Fighter in history, becoming the first person in the fresh meat to have that happen, Wu Ming felt that he could afford it.

However, Wu Ming was still a little worried--will that physical contact have a serious consequence?

Wu Ming was not mentally prepared for that consequence, because he knew that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and before completing the historical mission of saving the entire human race, that consequence could only be called a drag, and it was very likely to involve a lot of energy: 24 hours on standby to change diapers, appear in front of the little devil and make a grimace at any time, and make milk powder under the command of Tite......

That's horrible!

The big mistake has been cast, and all Wu Ming can do is comfort himself, either hoping that he is not in a state that day, or that the experienced eldest lady of Titer has done enough protective measures......

Thinking about it, this matter is really serious, and in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past in the future, we should really find a way to avoid future troubles. In Wu Ming's mind, there are a lot of chaotic knowledge related to it, and there is really a simple one, just need to borrow the survival hunting knife from Bobu, and then find a place to carry people, tear open the shorts, grit your teeth, and go down with a knife, and then bid farewell to the troubles of the world.

However, this idea is just a flash of thought, and it is obviously not realistic to actually implement it. Wu Ming is not unable to be so ruthless, as the most powerful consciousness fighter in history, his determination has long been recognized. He wasn't a marrow eater, he was full of longing for the same experience, and in fact, he still didn't know what it was like.

And the main reason is that the current situation does not allow him to go on the road with a heavy blow to his crotch.

The road is still far away, hunger and thirst alone are enough to make people unbearable, no matter how good it is to cut himself, Wu Ming is really worried that he has died in front of a sand dune before he can get out of the Negev desert.

In his thoughts, the arduous trek had been going on all day.

The group marched very slowly, dragged down by the wounded man who weighed more than 100 kilograms, and although they did not stop for a moment to rest, and only walked more than 40 kilometers, this ascetic pilgrimage could finally come to an end, because the transit point Beersheba had finally arrived, and the next 100 kilometers or so were under the strict control of the Izreel army, where a large-scale ambush could not be arranged, and that meant that they would no longer have to hide.

Find a hotel to stay in, deal with Bobu's injuries, and simply cope with a dinner, and the physical exertion of the day has basically recovered. In the meantime, the mastiffs tried to contact the headquarters again, but unfortunately, since the city had not yet recovered from the zombie plague, advanced equipment such as video cameras could not be repaired for the time being, and communication by old-fashioned telephones was obviously a security risk, so for now, they had to complete the last leg of the journey on their own.

At this point, the mastiff's original kindness was rewarded, because the trouble with the transportation was solved. It was his generous offer of 50 million casino credit that turned Yaggie into a billionaire overnight, and the billionaire gritted his teeth and hemorrhaged, and conjured up a second-hand off-road vehicle for them.

It was also an old antique, and Bob alone went up with a loud bang, and it seemed to be about to fall apart at any moment when it was fully loaded. Two of the four doors were welded dead, the window glass was shattered on three sides, and there was something hidden in the engine compartment, and every twenty or thirty kilometers it had to stop on the side of the road and let it catch its breath for a while.

For such a piece of rags, Yaji also searched for half a day in the thrift market, and after an hour of bargaining, it was finally collected at a high price of 50,000 yuan. Seeing Yaji's appearance of beating his chest, the fierce mastiff was also a little unbearable, and he agreed to take it down and reimburse all the expenses, but despite this, the turkey head still scolded the profiteers all the way.

No matter how dilapidated the car is, it is not a problem to stick to the destination.

Finally, after most of the day's turbulence, the thousand-year-old city with the reputation of the city of peace but the constant disputes appeared!