"Roar, give me death!"

In the quiet conference room, a roar of grief and anger suddenly sounded, attracting everyone in the conference room to look sideways and set their eyes on the black-haired young man who was still asleep a moment ago.

Especially the fat boss standing next to the projection screen, staring at the black-haired young man with a pair of small eyes unhappily, and asked, "Wu Feng, what is your opinion on what I just said!?" ”

The black-haired young man named by the boss is named Wu Feng, he is not very old, about twenty years old, thin and thin, not ugly or handsome, but as soon as Wu Feng jumped up from the chair, he compared a standard self-defense posture, and looked around in confusion with a pair of black eyes.

The brightly painted and spacious conference room is reflected in the eyes, and the people in suits and leather shoes are looking at themselves playfully at the long conference table.

Enemy? No, these people were not hostile, they only had fun in their eyes, but this harmless appearance confused Wu Feng's thinking consciousness.

What kind of place is this? Hell? Who are these people? Bull head horse noodles? Shouldn't I have killed that crumb? How did it end up here?

Wu Feng's thinking is still stuck before death, no, it should be said that before death in the future.

Before his death, Wu Feng was in a cruel world, where food was scarce, where the weak and the strong, and there were zombies in every corner of the world, and they were not zombies in black humor films, but zombies who were intelligent, knew how to use tools, and could evolve and form groups independently, and there were biological populations that humans could not understand......

The living space of human beings is sharply compressed, and they can only live underground or inaccessible places in groups, and can survive in the last days for three years, Wu Feng is very lucky and very unlucky, lucky to be able to survive through a set of guidelines, and unfortunately can only run between large and small forces to be a communicator, like an ant in the cracks, because he does not open the genetic evolution lock like others to obtain powerful abilities, he Wu Feng just luckily obtained a book of ancient light skills.

As a correspondent with ancient light skills, his life is quite nourishing, and every business, even if the distance is only 100 kilometers, the remuneration obtained is enough for ordinary people to live leisurely for a few months, because there are zombies in every corner of the world, dangerous zombies that eat people.

However, this danger is relative, with his perfect light skills, wandering between cities, no matter how fast the zombies can't catch up with him.

Light work, can make Wu Feng earn money and live nourishment, but can not guarantee his life, what protects him is a set of guidelines, running between the major survivor bases to help the boss of the force communicate and communicate, regardless of whether the communication is important or not, only get paid by the length of the journey, if you are in a good mood, you can also help the survivors to find out the news of relatives in various places for free.

Good deeds, credibility, and completion efficiency are well-known in the major survivor bases, and they are known as "Shenxing Wu Hou".

Everywhere he went, almost all the people who had helped, and those who knew him Wu Feng well knew that although Wu Feng was kind-hearted, although he was not a real ancient martial artist, he could not be offended, let alone provoked, because he was ruthless and would be retributed.

Once, when he helped others deliver hundreds of miles, but did not get the corresponding payment, the negotiation was fruitless, and it took a week to attract all the zombies in the area near that force, resulting in all 170 people of that force being devoured by zombies.

Just being ruthless to the enemy will not live long, Wu Feng is not only ruthless to others, but also ruthless to himself, Gu Wu Qinggong has been unable to get started for countless years, and Wu Feng actually jumped into the zombie group with a weight in order to practice Gu Qinggong, and he honed the light skills in the corpse group to the point of perfection.

Someone once said that if Wu Feng was not given light skills, but a real ancient martial arts, then the future of this son is limitless.

Wu Feng helped people deliver letters, especially between forces, knowing that some things were not something he could touch, but unfortunately, the disaster still came to the door, and the tyrant of the dominant side asked him to send things to the largest survivor base on the earth.

At that time, Wu Feng was very curious, but he resisted the idea of checking the items he was carrying and followed the principle.

In order to avoid pursuit, he deliberately took a long detour, and chose places with high-level zombies to walk, those people seemed to be immortal if they didn't reach the Yellow River, no matter which way they went, no matter how far they went, they should be chased and killed or hunted down.

finally sent the pursuer into the mouth of the corpse, and after nine deaths and a lifetime of running nearly thousands of miles to reach the destination, unexpectedly, the consignee wanted to kill people!

The consignee underestimated his Wu Feng's light work, not only did he not succeed, but he Wu Feng took away his life and goods.

Others are unkind and unjust, Wu Feng has no criteria to talk about, he talks about credibility to reputable people, and villains are villains who are more villainous than him, and of course he has a knife for the enemy.

When I opened the sealed goods, I was surprised that there was no gold or silver treasure, and there was no important information, only two things, a thick book and an incomprehensible mathematical formula.

Wu Feng also thought that the book was a secret book of ancient martial arts, a treasure hidden in the book, and tried various methods, whether it was fire and sprinkling, and there was nothing abnormal in the book full of small seal fonts, and finally he had to memorize the mathematical formulas and incomprehensible Zidang pictures in his mind, and wanted to ask someone to help solve them.

On the way to solve the doubt, he was wanted and chased everywhere by the hero because of killing people and seizing things, and Wu Feng did not run around, so he disguised himself and sneaked into the territory of the hero to wait for revenge and find out the true situation of the goods.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, he was found by the controllers of Xiaoxiong's subordinates, and when his life was on the verge of death, he made a desperate attempt to kill all the way into Xiaoxiong's mansion, but the war knife in his hand was just about to cut off Xiaoxiong's neck, and his eyebrows hurt, and he woke up in this strange place.

Strange place, no, when his thinking returned to clarity, Wu Feng looked at the pot-bellied boss in surprise, Wu Feng remembered, because he was an orphan, he had no money to go to college, so he had no choice but to find a company that sold computers as a technician after graduating from vocational high school, and wanted to save enough money to go to a night college or adult college, and now, in this computer company.

"Wu Feng, please explain to me, what do you mean by you dying for me?"

Looking at the boss's unhappy and impatient look, Wu Feng was still very surprised in his heart, those were a nonsensical dream? Is the dream too long, too real, or the marvelous rebirth in the novel? Or are you in a dream? After all, I can't remember how many times I have dreamed back that there are no zombies, monsters, and a world that is not so cruel.

Raised his hand and pinched his thigh, the pain stimulated the nerves, rejoicing, not a dream!

Regardless of the anger on the boss's fat face, he touched his trouser pocket, took out his long-lost smartphone, and took it out to see that it was 7 o'clock on June 6, XX, 23 hours before the outbreak of the end times.

"Wu Feng, please ......" The chubby boss repeated impatiently, his eyes that had already narrowed into slits were full of anger, as long as Wu Feng's explanation was unreasonable, he would fire this kid.

Time is everything, raise your middle finger and despise the boss, then run out of the conference room in the admiring gaze of your colleagues, leave the company and come to the street where cars and people are constantly flowing, strange, uncomfortable, but don't want to leave.

Take a deep breath of the air with exhaust fumes, smile, it's hard to say that the end of the world will not break out, it's hard to say that you won't experience those cruel things, this thought passed, hurriedly passed through the flow of people to the shopping mall that sold electrical appliances, but watched the LCD TV report the news of the meteorite fall.

The last trace of hope in my heart disappeared, I was sure that the end of the world was coming, I took a deep breath, took out my bank card and looked for the nearest ATM, it was going to rain, and I wanted to get married, since the end of the world was still coming, then I would use my three-year memory to change all this......