Before dawn, Aunt Polai had already gotten up and quietly prepared breakfast, and every inch of sunshine was worth cherishing compared to the dangerous night.

"Oops! I'm scared to death! It's you! I thought a zombie was coming in! What are you doing on the roof so early?"

As soon as Pollay looked up and saw a figure on the roof, he was startled, and when he saw that it was Ke Mingde, he patted his heart in shock.

"The sun is out, how can there be zombies. Ke Mingde opened his eyes and felt the moisture of the purple qi of the rising sun.

"That maybe, zombies don't have intelligence, they only know how to hide when they see the sun, maybe they wander here overnight!"

Polly said, picked up a stainless steel basin, and tapped it with a large spoon.

"Breakfast is ready!"

The old lady of the lookout did not have time to wash, so she climbed the watchtower first, looked around, checked whether there was any danger, and climbed down the wooden tower after a while.

"There are no zombies out there!" she shouted, picking up her bowl and serving her meal.

Last night, the zombies who approached had been caught by Ke Mingde to practice, so they were naturally very safe.

"Huh...... Ahh

"It's been a long time since I've slept so comfort......ably! God, I'm like a puppet, and I'll do whatever he tells me to do......"

She stretched, suddenly remembered something, and her head was confused.

Thinking about it for a moment, leaving it behind, Kingsley walked to the door of another garage and slammed the door.

"No need to shoot! I'm not dead yet!"

Downton's voice could be heard from inside.

Kingsley then removed the key, opened the lock, and saw that Downton was intact, so he breathed a sigh of relief and hugged him.

"Thank goodness!" she muttered.

"It's a great day! I don't know how many good weather I'm going to experience!" Downton looked up at the sky, it was as blue as a wash, and there were only a few thin clouds.

"You haven't put on your makeup yet, pay attention to your face!" Downton pointed to Kingsley's purple-black lips.

"Uh-huh......" Kingsley pouted and went back to putting on makeup.

Due to the need to work during the day, breakfast was much more sumptuous than dinner, made of canned meat, beans, batter, pickles into a thick pot of porridge, and two dead dough cakes per person, which was not easy to digest, but very hungry.

"Downton, Kingsley, do you have any arrangements for today?" Corleone asked tentatively.

For two dying people, no one can drive them, and no one dares to drive them.

When death is approaching, people will always become crazy and reckless, not to mention that both of them have no relatives alive and have no worries.

For example, Kingsley's indulgence of desires is already extremely restrained, and there have been people who have been infected with hypothermia, hysterical, and made a crazy move of tearing down the wall, luring zombies in, and letting everyone be buried together.

"What else can I do? There's no entertainment, no internet, no games, so I'd better go out and collect things!"

Downton put down the bowl and patted the little boy sitting next to him on the shoulder:

"This is my last contribution to mankind, and I hope that my good deeds will inspire the gods and allow me to enter the kingdom of heaven after I die!"

This is a native religion, a very simple doctrine, that the good will go to heaven after death, and the evil will go to hell.

In the aftermath of the catastrophe, some people became more and more devout in their beliefs, while others hated the "gods" and did not take them seriously.

Kingsley also said he wanted to act together.

She has been a good girl since she was a child, although she indulged in it before she died, in the final analysis, she is still a kind girl.

"I'll go with you. Ke Mingde said.

"It's dangerous out there!"

Downton wondered.

No one wants to leave the protection of the walls, let alone go deep into the city surrounded by zombies, and Downton also dares to go to the city because of the protection of hypothermia.

"He's an ascetic, and although he doesn't know what he is, he seems to be very powerful!"

Kingsley said to Downton that she was not at all afraid, that nothing could make a dying man afraid.

"But...... Alright, let's go now!" Downton was about to say something more, but suddenly changed his words.

He was subjected to Commend's suggestion.

Psychic spells are ineffective against zombies, but they are still effective for hypothermians who are somewhere between a living person and a zombie.

"I have a car, it's more convenient. ”

Komind started the RV and drove the two Downtons away, leaving Thor behind, who had a mission of its own.

Thor took the vase of life given by Ke Mingde, and there was a lot of storage in the space, so he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking.

"You have so much strength, I kind of believe that you are an ascetic, I always thought it was just a rumor and superstition......"

Downton sat on the couch in the motorhome and struck a very comfortable position.

Before leaving, he proposed to take the tricycle with him, in case the car was damaged by an electromagnetic storm, Ke Mingde grabbed the tricycle with one hand and threw it on the roof, startling him.

Electromagnetic storm is their name for an apocalyptic phenomenon, every ten days and half a month, precision electrical appliances will be damaged, and it will not be easy to repair, and it will not take a few days for the electromagnetic storm to come again.

"Downton, you've been suffering from hypothermia for fifteen days, how has it changed compared to your beginning?"

Ke Mingde drove the car, avoiding one obstacle after another on the road.

"Lower appetite, don't want to drink water, don't feel thirsty, obviously dry and cracked skin, but don't feel ......"

Downton said, removing a piece of dead skin the size of a fingernail from his lips.

"You see, the delicate flesh and skin of the legs and armpits are the same as here, and I may not survive tonight. ”

Downton rolled up his sleeves, the inside of his elbow already dry like tofu skin.

"I have a treasure that may be effective for hypothermia. ”

Ke Mingde took out the Zhengyang Treasure Treasure, reflected the sunlight on Downton's body, reflected a large spot of light at the mouth of the bowl, injected true qi, and the spot gradually expanded, forming a circle of light with a diameter of one meter, illuminating Downton's whole body.

"How do you feel?"

"It was warm and comfortable, like soaking in a hot spring...... Speaking of which, I haven't taken a hot shower in a long time!"

Downton's eyes narrowed, like a cat basking in the sun.

"How can it be so comfortable, I also tried it last night, hey, it's really different!"

Kingsley drilled into the aperture and squeezed around Downton, sharing half the light.

Although both of them felt warm, it was not the temperature that increased, but the mild yang energy gathered by the Zhengyang Treasure Book.

Ke Mingde nodded, his hand was released, and the Zhengyang Treasure Jian was still floating in the air, shining a pillar of light on the two of them.

Whether it is effective or not is not something that can be seen for a moment.

"Oh my God, is this a superpower?"

Downton opened his eyes and saw that the mirror was floating steadily in the air, relatively stationary with the RV, and automatically adjusting its direction as it turned, so that the light always shone on the two of them.

Ke Mingde smiled and said nothing, this is the wonderful use of the true qi of human immortals, and he doesn't even need to use the dragon snatcher, he is separated from his body and does whatever he wants, just like the hand of a spell mage.