Just a few hours late, irreparable damage was done.

Xu Bo was uncomfortable and wanted to take off his head and kick it as a ball.

Look what he's doing!

thought that the mission had failed, and he had run away from the secret organization, so the two sons did not take action to save the last fire.

I didn't expect it to be because he didn't save the following article.

Don't slander Hu Hai Gongzi anymore as a loser.

He! Xu Fu!

is the real loser.

If this reboot hadn't destroyed Him, he would have truly become a sinner for the ages!

"There will be more humans who will survive this time, not all zombies will survive if they have an antidote, and this restart is not a waste."

Su Wenzhou didn't know if he was comforting Uncle Xu or comforting himself.

Yes, he gambled on the ending.

Again, he made the same choice.

He Fusu, only that choice was sorry for human beings, and he clearly knew that it was not an impulse, it was the first choice he made in his heart.

It is also the most determined choice.

"Whatever Childe does, I will always follow Childe."

Uncle Xu said with a serious face.

He didn't mean to blame Childe.

At the source, it was still his problem, that he wanted to win so much that he delayed for a few hours to do something else.

Not in the future.

Childe's orders must be firmly carried out.

After speaking, Xu Bo respectfully exited the base chief's office, took out his mobile phone and began to contact Zhang Jiahe.

The prescription that Su Wenzhou said is the "elixir of life" recorded in history.

Indeed, the First Emperor asked him to go to sea to find it.

It's just not for the First Emperor himself, but for the sake of the world.

The victors portrayed themselves as the saviors, burying the great exploits of the First Emperor, revealing only the tip of the iceberg.

Probably only he, a bystander of history, understands that the First Emperor of the Ages really deserves this title.

is not only the great achievements recorded in history, but also his record of persevering in his heart and destroying all monsters despite the virus.

For the sake of future generations, until now, he has not taken the antidote.

For more than 2,000 years, he has been suffering from the zombie virus day and night.

Isn't such a person worthy of being called the first emperor of the ages?

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More than ten days have passed.

The days were relatively peaceful.

In addition to calling Zhou Wenwen in person halfway, Zhang Jiahe wanted to buy her herbs and let her prepare them in advance, ready to store them in the space first.

The number is staggering.

Zhou Wenwen also guessed the effect of this medicinal material.

Presumably the antidote to the zombie virus.

Su Wenzhou said that the antidote was developed more than 2,000 years ago.

The medicinal materials are all in Zhou Wenwen's space, and they are the ones bought from Su Wenzhou's store.

Concerned with the end of the end times, Zhou Wenwen entered the space to give birth to medicinal herbs as soon as he was free, and the seeds of medicinal herbs were sprinkled one after another.

The medicine garden has expanded several acres of land.

Almost all of them are planted with the herbs that the Zhang family needs.

Early morning.

Nirvana Security Base, minus 49 degrees.

Zhou Wenwen's family, who had been busy in the space for a long time, stretched their waists and just came out of the space.

Zhou Liang and Wang Lifang moved a small sun to shine in the kitchen, and they were busy in the kitchen.

You have to make breakfast when it's cold, and if you have time to do it, you don't have to eat space hoarding.

is also afraid that the surrounding neighbors will notice the abnormality of his home.

It's bustling outside.

It's the day of the broth once a week again.

"Sister, shall I go with you to get it?"

Zhou Yichen saw that Zhou Wenwen was tightly wrapped, and he was still holding a large iron basin in his hand, so he began to put cold clothes on himself.

Seven-year-old Zhou Yichen wore two winter suits, wrapped like a ball.

Walking is not very steady.

But he still took the iron basin in Zhou Wenwen's hand.

A manly man has to stand up to protect his family, and he naturally does what he can.

"Cheng, let's go!"

Zhou Wenwen closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the space.

Maltose was boiling in several large iron pots in the space, and the firewood was burning.

After thinking about it, he still brought Wang Lifang into the space and asked Old Man Zhou Liang to cook by himself.

The main fear is the sugar paste pot.

Zhang Jiahe has already said that all survivors can eat this candy.

The crystal nucleus has.

According to what Zhou Wenwen said before, a third-order crystal nucleus is the price of ten sacks.

What else can Zhou Wenwen say?

If you have a crystal nucleus and don't make money, you are a fool.

The geese are no longer stewed, and the candy is boiled every day.

There are piles of fruit and candy for all tastes.

I don't really want to eat candy every day.

Brush -

After the door was opened by Zhou Chen, the cold wind instantly poured in.

Zhou Wenwen walked out quickly, and then closed the door.

The siblings braved the cold wind and walked in the direction of the base square.

I met quite a few people along the way.

Also smelled what broth was sent today.

It is fish soup.

The fish and meat stewed in the space and the spiritual spring water were bought from Zhou Wenwen at a high price.

"It smells so good!"

Zhou Yichen took a deep breath, and his saliva was about to flow out.

At home, I also drink soup every day, fish soup, chicken soup, and meat slice soup.

But I always feel that the base hair is better.

Free stuff is naturally the best.

"Let's go, line up."

Zhou Wenwen rubbed his fingers, which were already cold, but he was thinking about when Jiang Ming would come back.

I should be back soon!

Zombies don't need to eat, but when Jiang Ming is at home, he eats all the time.

If you suddenly don't eat, will you not get used to it?

Zhou Wenwen was stunned, absent-minded when he was queuing.

In the end, he simply handed the point card to Zhou Yichen and asked him to line up by himself.

It's a seven-year-old boy, you have to exercise, don't worry.

Saying that, Zhou Wenwen was still in a daze, and followed Zhou Yichen outside the team.

On the base square, there is still a familiar big iron pot.

In each big iron pot, there is a milky and milky fish soup.

Fish pieces are tumbling in the broth.

Each person gets two palm-sized pieces of fish.

Some people also took photos and posted them on a circle of friends.

'On the Nth day of the last days, it is another day of mixing and waiting for the death of the fish soup, the fish soup is so fragrant! ’

'In the last days, we must also replenish nutrition, and nutrition must be balanced! ’

The picture is a milky white but frozen fish soup.

Even if it is frozen, it will not affect the appetite.

Many people on the Internet commented.

‘what？ Do they still have free fish soup to drink? My God! I'm new here, has anyone told me if this is pretending to be X? ’

Upstairs, I testify that it's true because I'm in line to get it. In Huaxia, no matter which official security base is, fish soup is distributed for free, once a week! ’

‘fuck！ I don't believe it! Lao Tzu is now gnawing on the bark, you tell me where you can get it for free? ’

'O God! The point is not to receive the broth for free! The focus is on the safety base! We don't have a decent security base here! ’

'Woo woo, I'm so hungry, can you send another food map, let me learn from the Chinese people's Wangmei to quench my thirst? ’

……

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