The summer breeze blew, and one hand gently grabbed forward, as if trying to grasp the passage of time.

Fu Qiu stood on the square, looking at a piece of beach in the distance, and felt some feelings in his heart.

The beach is still the same beach as it was back then, but the people are not the people of the past.

Not to mention children and grandchildren who died young.

The wives who were by his side at the beginning are now no longer the same one they were at the beginning.

Well...... Follow-ups don't count.

Raising his hand slightly, dozens of meters away, a streamer flashed in Fu Qiu's hand, but it was a long sword.

With the sword of the gods!

The hundred-step flying sword of the old Taoist back then was not difficult for today's Fu Qiu, and his cultivation of the gods was already at its peak, which was only higher than the old Taoism of the day.

With the long sword in his hand, Fu Qiu started with a set of clean and neat swordsmanship, and a strong wind sounded, leaving sword marks in the air.

For a long time, everything was dull.

Fu Qiu stands alone, and it has been 80 years since the last Hong Kong Island explosion was made.

He has a lot of kung fu to see that the gods are not bad, control the acupoints around the body, have insight into the subtleties, can clearly feel the sensitivity of every subtle acupuncture point in his body, clearly know what the function of these acupuncture points are, what role they play in the body, and adjust himself to a perfect state.

To this day, he still maintains the peak of his physical strength.

In the past 80 years, he has given birth to children, broken into a big family business, and multiplied a huge family, which has a family bloodline inheritance all over the world, and has reached unimaginable heights in power and money.

According to the evaluation of ordinary people, his life is definitely not in vain.

For him personally, in the past 80 years, he has sent away one old person after another, turned around, and he was the only one left, and he had to sigh the ruthlessness of time.

"Count the time, it's time for me to go."

This time, Fu Qiu walked very plainly, and he didn't toss Little Japan.

After all, in the past 80 years, he has traveled around the world, assassinated many celebrities, politicians and businessmen, exploded and burned many buildings, and left one white land after another.

In a villa.

Fu Qiu sat on the sofa, looking at the unfamiliar environment in front of him, he skillfully made himself a cup of tea.

A hundred years have been here, but for a moment.

"I'm back."

A symbol lit up slightly.

【High Overlay】

Inside the body, a stream of heat slowly surges.

In the last world for nearly a hundred years, the accumulated qi training, spirit refining, and national art cultivation began to be superimposed on the body, as if soaking in a hot spring, comfortable and natural.

Regardless of the changes in the human body, Fu Qiu closed his eyes slightly, and three mysterious symbols and a mutilated symbol appeared in his mind.

[Behavior repetition]

【Portable Space】

【High Latitude Overlay】

The fourth symbol is slowly changing, constantly improving, and it is expected that it will take another year to become a complete individual.

"Sure enough, the carrying space is bigger again!"

Since the last return, the carry-on space has tripled.

Fu Qiu was expecting it, and felt it slightly at this time.

Fu Qiu suddenly found that the space that had been arranged by himself was full, and an empty area gradually emerged, which was still spreading.

"With the integration of each of my souls, the space with me will expand a lot."

"Unfortunately, the other two symbols don't have this noticeable change."

Fast forward and it's September again.

The carry-on space finally stopped at 10,000 cubic meters, which was 1,000 more than Fu Qiu's estimate of 9,000.

In the villa, Fu Qiu was eating beef noodles and watching the daily video.

Suddenly, he raised his head slightly and stared at a corner of the TV.

It was a bustling street, and car after car rampage crashed into the nearby store, quickly causing chaos.

There was also a group of people running in a panic in the streets, each with a look of fear on their faces, as if there was a threat of death behind them.

"Today's Morning News ......"

The beautiful host's words came to an abrupt end, and she looked at everything in front of her with a stunned expression.

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Haven't realized anything yet.

In the next moment, two figures directly threw her to the ground, and a miserable scream rang out, followed by roars and gnawing sounds.

After half a ring, when the hostess stood up tremblingly, covered in blood and her eyes were extremely empty, she quickly merged into the crowd and chased forward.

Looking for the next target to eat.

"Zombies?"

Muttering in his mouth, Fu Qiu quickly turned on his phone and watched more news reports.

"On a large scale around the world, zombie-like existences have appeared, biting people and contaging ......"

I was watching the news when suddenly, I heard the sound of dishes colliding and falling in the kitchen.

Boom! Boom!

Fu Qiu turned his head and shouted into the kitchen, "Sister Wang, are you okay? Be careful."

Unexpectedly, no one responded in the kitchen, and Sister Wang's enthusiastic voice never sounded again.

The next moment, Sister Wang directly pushed open the kitchen, just like the previous dress, only a pair of empty eyes.

Seeing Fu Qiu, her eyes flashed with excitement, and she roared, as if she had found her prey, and continued to run forward.

It's a lot faster than usual.

Boom!

A flying sword flashed, as if a streamer of light directly pierced Sister Wang's head.

Sister Wang fell heavily to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Random zombies, faster than usual."

Fu Qiu thought in his heart, and just shook his head slightly.

Although I have witnessed it on TV before, the scene of zombie bite and infection.

But here comes the question, who bit the first zombie?

There must have been a source in the first place.

Sister Wang's existence let Fu Qiu know a little that she doesn't need to be bitten by people to become zombies.

Half an hour ago, the nanny Sister Wang was still normal and helped Fu Qiu make beef noodles.

Suddenly, he turned into a zombie, with a sword wound on his body that had been pierced through his skull, and there was no trace of biting and bleeding.

"For ordinary people, this kind of zombie is completely impossible to deal with, unless it is trapped by traps and environments, if it can't be killed quickly, it will mutate if it is bitten."

"One can only count on an army with modern weapons."

"But the army ......"

Fu Qiu thought of the law of turning into zombies immediately, The more people gather, the more chaotic it should be at this time.

It's a bit tricky, and it will take a while to restore order.

After thinking about it, Fu Qiu directly took out a key and opened the basement.

The various materials in the basement were abundant, and Fu Qiu didn't even need to go out.

Time passed day by day, and it was already March.

Fu Qiu sat in the villa and sighed slightly in his heart: "It's been three months, and the order has not only not been restored, but has become worse and worse."

These days, Fu Qiu also took action to clean up the zombies in the villa area and maintain a stable environment.

"Well, I'll talk about it next time."

In my mind, a symbol lit up, this time the name was [Psychic]

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