It's been three months since the zombie virus was completely eliminated.

The flood retreated.

Large swaths of land were exposed, and there was no carrion, but there was still a faint smell of decay.

The land still can't grow food naturally, and it can't dig up clean drinking water that can be drunk directly.

During this period, there was also an outbreak of the Earth Dragon's rollover.

Thankfully, the Earth-based Adepts strengthened the safe base and didn't cause much damage.

Very few people leave the safe base, because after leaving the safe base, they return to their home before the end of the world, and they can't live.

There is no food.

In the safe base, there is food, and as long as you work, you can exchange points.

Moreover, according to the warning issued by GJ's father, the end times are not over, and natural disasters will continue, and I don't know how long they will last.

They just won the battle of the zombie virus.

The survivors have also seen scenes from other countries on the Internet, even if there is no zombie virus, there are no zombies.

They are also in a mess because there is no strong means to control the survivors.

In particular, conflicts between 'former patients' and survivors are becoming more frequent.

Zhang Jiahe issued dozens of directives, but everyone still looked at those 'former patients' with colored eyes.

After all, the 'former patient' really eats people.

However, after dealing with several conflicts with vigorous and resolute means, there are now few conflicts on the surface, and they are quite decent.

The airfields of the Gyeongan Security Base and the Nirvana Security Base did not stop, and the planes flew around and flew all over the world.

Zhou Wenwen and Zhang Jiahe made a lot of money with food.

space.

Zhou Wenwen glanced at the vibrant space, as well as the flat-headed little brothers in uniform uniforms, and stretched his waist with a smile.

The work in the space can't fall on her head.

She is now a real head of the logistics department and a strong supplier.

Zhou Wenwen, who was admiring his little brother, suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

It's Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming covered Zhou Wenwen's eyes with his hand, feeling Zhou Wenwen's long eyelashes brushing on his hand.

Itchy.

"I'm not enough for you, huh?"

Jiang Ming's voice carried a hint of vinegar, but the expression on his face was still as warm and sunny as ever.

There is no half-angry appearance.

The time that he finally looked forward to made him reluctant to be a little angry.

It's just that the hand that covered Zhou Wenwen's eyes has not been taken off.

"I'm not admiring my little brothers, I'm supervising their work."

Zhou Wenwen spoke seriously.

If it weren't for Zhou Wenwen's saliva coming out, Jiang Ming would almost believe it.

"The Civil Affairs Bureau opened, and it was in the base building, and my grandmother gave me the household registration book."

Jiang Ming tightened his arms slightly, and his voice was very soft.

Sometimes, he thinks it's just a dream, a very beautiful dream.

I'm afraid that when I open my eyes, I will go back to the days when I was tormented by bloodthirsty and violent instincts every day and every night.

"Tsk, my grandma is really anxious."

Zhou Wenwen sighed softly.

A few days ago, Zhang Jiahe ordered a census to be organized, and the household registration book was redistributed to every family.

The population is a quarter smaller.

For other countries, this is an elusive survival rate.

But for Zhang Jiahe, it is still not perfect.

Zhang Jiahe was not angry, but he worked harder and harder.

He really wanted any survivor to live.

"So, will you marry me?"

Jiang Ming didn't know when, he was already half-kneeling in front of Zhou Wenwen, holding a small fifth-order crystal nucleus ring in his hand.

It is the crystal nucleus of a mutated fifth-order zombie ant, and it is most suitable as a diamond.

Jiang Ming looked straight at Zhou Wenwen's eyes, soft and warm.

Redness of the eye sockets.

Memories of past lives overlap with the present.

He can finally live with Wenwen.

He prepared a lot of marriage proposals, but he couldn't say anything, for fear that he would not be able to hold back if he said anything more.

Will cry and cry.

Wenwen wouldn't like this.

"Yes."

Zhou Wenwen also remembered the events of his previous life, although he had not seen Jiang Ming in the last days, but if he thought about it carefully, there were Jiang Ming's handwriting everywhere.

Zombies can't bite her.

She was always luckier than others and always found supplies.

In everything, he is in the shadows.

Jiang Ming's pious ring was put on Zhou Wenwen's ring finger, and he lowered his head to look at the ring without looking at Zhou Wenwen's face.

I thought silently again in my heart, and it was not good to cry and cry.

Zhou Wenwen dragged Jiang Ming up and threw himself into Jiang Ming's arms, and as soon as Zhou Wenwen wanted to speak, he heard movement outside.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door outside the space.

Zhou Wenwen had to drag Jiang Ming out of the space.

Because she had sensed that the person outside the door was Yao Bei.

"Wenwen, Jiang Ming, long time no see."

Yao Bei smiled cheerfully at Zhou Wenwen and Jiang Ming, who opened the door, his eyes fell on Zhou Wenwen's ring finger, and said,

"Looks like it's time for me to take my share of the money."

"Can you come out?"

Seeing Yao Bei appear outside the door, Zhou Wenwen and Jiang Ming both breathed a sigh of relief on their faces.

Hurriedly asked Yao Bei to come in and sit.

Even Jiang Ming, who was cold, handed Yao Bei a cup of tea.

To be honest, with what Yao Bei did before, it would be no problem for Zhang Jiahe to lock him up for decades.

Since Yao Bei was taken away by the Stranger of Jing'an Security Base, this is the first time Zhou Wenwen has seen Yao Bei.

In the middle of these three months, Zhou Wenwen asked Zhang Jiahe several times, coerced and enticed, but that guy just didn't say how to deal with Yao Bei.

"Well, I'm now the director of the mental hospital, except for those patients who became sluggish because of me before, and the survivors who became mentally abnormal due to zombies, I also take care of them."

"My work is not heavy, just earn some crystal nuclei and settle them, and the second is to use my own strength to help GJ when he needs it."

Yao Bei's eyes darkened when he talked about what he had done in the past.

"It's good to be able to come out and move around freely."

Zhou Wenwen opened his mouth and said.

Let Yao Bei make up for his mistakes, this is already the best result.

"It's good to have you as a friend, Commander Zhang also said, you will ask him about the results of his treatment of me every day, you don't know how grateful I am to you, I was so kind to you at the beginning."

"Alas, if it weren't for the experiments in the last days, my cerebellar atrophy problem would have become more cold-blooded and ruthless, I would definitely be as rare as before, how could I let this ice cube succeed!"

Yao Bei took a sip of the tea that Jiang Ming poured for him, and his face was distressed.

Jiang Ming originally had a smile on his face, but when he heard Jiang Ming say this, he rolled his eyes directly.

Pulling Zhou Wenwen and walking in the direction of the gate.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Yao Bei looked at the two of them who walked away incredulously.

He, one of the guests, is still in the house, and the two hosts have run away?

"Civil Affairs Bureau!"

Jiang Ming popped out three words from between his teeth.

Yao Bei: ......

Is it so sloppy?

He went to get the certificate when he came?

He's the director of a psychiatric hospital, but he's not a matchmaker!

Ask for a referral ticket.

(End of chapter)