Chapter 49 Preparation

"Don't... Don't come here... 555...Don't..."

With a pale face, a cracked lip and a dry mouth, a terrible expression, and a sweaty forehead, Lancôme closed his eyes tightly and kept screaming on the bed with his hands and feet.

Fang Yan rushed over and hugged Lancôme, patted her on the back, and kept saying in her ear: "Lancôme is not afraid, I am here, I am by your side, not afraid... Don't be afraid..."

Gradually, Lancôme stopped screaming, and there was no terrible expression on her face, it seemed that Fang Yan had driven away the nightmare, helped Lancôme wipe the sweat off her head, helped her cover the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand, and accompanied her to prevent another nightmare.

With dialects by his side, Lancôme's breathing was much more stable, and after the city wall was safe, Lancôme's tense spirit weakened as soon as he relaxed, and he fainted.

Fang Yan couldn't take care of the uncleaned battlefield, and went back to rest with Lancôme, Lancôme has always had nightmares, only when Fang Yan was by his side did he not have nightmares, and Fang Yan didn't dare to leave her far away, until now he simply didn't care about other things, just sat on the bed and accompanied her.

Fang Yan also took advantage of the present, and has been thinking about the various accidents that have occurred today, it stands to reason that a battle like today's will not break out until three years later, but now it only appeared the next day, what is going on!

This is the butterfly effect, even if it is not this way, building a base, hoarding supplies, these are all going well, the appearance of the black beetle bone worm is recorded in memory, and the black ant has also appeared, but it is not on such a large scale!

Moreover, these black ants seem to be staring at a place to fight, is the target me? What is the principle, why me!

Gaia?World Consciousness?

Isn't my existence better for the world! Besides, the outbreak behind the walls is like a hanging, and if it were aimed at me, it wouldn't have evolved like this, right?

Moreover, as an opponent, the strength of the black ant is too poor, such an attack power is desperate for ordinary people, but if it were me, it shouldn't be...

Wait a minute...

Could it be... Lancôme!

The black ants attacked Lancôme!

Lancôme in the last life was inexplicably chased and killed by monsters, so he was trampled to death in the chaos!

Now Lancôme's fate trajectory has changed, with the protection of this base, it must have the strength to break through this city wall, so today's unreasonable battle will occur!

This makes sense, during the day, I lock my own space throughout the whole process, the original intention is to keep warm, and the lock breath is only incidental.

Lancôme hugged himself, and those black ants couldn't find the exact location, so there would be black ants attacking indiscriminately in the city, because they had a general direction but couldn't find the exact location, yes, that's it, it makes sense!

However, the question is, why Lancôme!

Destiny?

Slaughter?

Fortunate?

Could it be the children of the world!

A child of the world will be valuable, and it is worth paying a huge price to start.

No wonder Lancôme can find this place, no wonder the base is built, no wonder the materials are as many as they want!

All of this is Lancôme's luck behind the scenes!

If it were the truth, then Lancôme should be easy to get rid of, how would this start to have nightmares!

Nightmare!!!

A cold light flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, and he pressed his forehead against Lancôme's forehead, and his breath was the breath of the two of them, Fang Yan fixed his mind, closed his eyes and penetrated his spiritual power.

Sure enough, Lancôme's spiritual power was surrounded by a black shadow, constantly devouring, and the dialect followed the trajectory of the black shadow.

A kilometer outside the base, there was an ugly-looking monster in the shadow of a large rock, its tentacles dancing towards the base, and it was the culprit that caused Lancôme's constant nightmares.

It's so daring, you actually play a trick in front of me, looking for death!

The spirit of the dialect condensed into a slap shape and pressed down on top of the monster.

"Smack!"

The monster immediately turned into a meatloaf, and the dialect did not let it go, the spiritual power moved, the air flowed, the temperature around the meatloaf rose, the air began to distort, the flames came out of nothing, and the meatloaf was burned to ashes!

The dark shadow in Lancôme's spiritual space dissipated, turning into nourishment and nourishing Lancôme's spiritual power.

Lancôme's brow had been locked since she had fainted, and now it was finally relaxed.

After the dialect, I was afraid, an negligence was actually attacked by a sneak attack, first the physical destruction, and then the back hand, turned into a mental attack, who is planning, and what is behind it?

And since the end of the tongue, there is a feeling that somewhere is calling him, and he can feel more and more that he will leave here at a certain time, especially the monster that has just been destroyed, and the countdown has also moved.

It always felt like I was being driven out of the country, and now it's clear what I'm going to do after I'm gone, so it's time to plan it out.

As long as Lancôme does not leave the base, at present, there is no possibility of breaking through the mutated city wall, the flaw is that Lancôme's mental power is too weak, just a little spiritual hint, Lancôme may go out on its own, then, I just need to help Lancôme solve this shortcoming, so that this iron bucket will be stable!

Looking at the sleeping Lancôme, he kissed it lightly, and secretly decided that it could only be like this, although it was a bit wasteful, but this was the safest and most efficient!

Fang Yan picked up Lancôme and came to the hot spring, took out the brains of the black beetle bone worm, dug a pit between the junction of the hot spring and the cold spring to introduce the spring water, and the two springs blended together, so that the water temperature has reached the best temperature for the human body to soak in the hot spring.

Fang Yan helped Lancôme take off her clothes and prepare to let her go down to soak, although I really wanted to let the scenery in front of her stay for half a moment, but time waits for no one!

Then put the brains of the black beetle bone worm into it, and the brains will turn into milky white liquid when they enter the water, and with the input of the dialect, all the brains of the black beetle bone worm will melt, and the milky white liquid in the entire pit has solidified into a frozen state.

Lancôme was now submerged in jelly, with only two nostrils on it.

"Okay, just take advantage of the time now, it's time to look for and see if that thing is really hidden there, if it's not there, it's going to be difficult, but it's for Lancôme to find it, according to her luck, it shouldn't be difficult!"

The dialect sealed the tower gate of the hot spring, and then went to clean up the bits and pieces outside the city, and flew north, passing through major cities on the way.

Every city has become a ghost domain, a veritable ghost domain, because it is full of ghouls, not ghouls who eat corpses because they run out of food and are dying of hunger, but because of the virus infection carried by the ghouls from the other world who fell from the hole in the sky, also known as zombies.

The danger of zombies is not high, but the harm is great, ordinary people in the face of a single zombie, can easily deal with it without losing calm, in the face of multiple zombies, there is also a chance to escape, on the other hand, the contagion of zombies is extremely strong, there are many types of zombies, there are many human types, but there are more animals, like the size of the rat, close to the side do not know, was bitten and sentenced to death, a city, especially a densely populated modern city, the zombie virus spreads very quickly, such as the city where the dialect flies, the place where the dialect spiritual power sweeps, there is no living person。