Zhao Quan's decision is the final decision. The two younger brothers have always been unconditionally obedient. This is trust and the belief that life and death are shared. Even the two women began to prepare supplies with a smile, they always followed, and they had long regarded Zhao Quan and the three as their own children.

This small family, which is not related to each other in the last days, but lives and dies together, quickly packed up and began to embark on a dangerous journey to France.

This move was sincerely sent by everyone in the settlement.

The Soul Suppressor is the messenger of the Yama Divine Throne who walks the world downstream, shouldering the dawn of the rise of mankind. Not only to spread the glory of the gods, but also to explore the dilemma for mankind. At this moment, Zhao Quan and the three of them seemed to be shining with light, so great that countless people cried. Because everyone understood where Zhao Quan was going and what they were going for.

"Three Soul Generals, please drink this drink before you leave, this is what you once told me, saying that it is your oriental custom. It brings good luck and hopefully brings you back safely. "The ruler of the settlement is a merchant, a merchant of great ability and compassion. is also a friend recognized by Zhao Quan. At this time, he came to see off with a tray with five wine glasses on it.

"Max, thank you for the wine. We will be back. But you can't stay here any longer. Believe me, the zombies from the west have begun to migrate east. You are lucky enough to stay here. Go east, China over there has risen now, there is land and materials there, and you are in need of help. However, the road to the past is a bit far. ”

"Zhao Quan, my friend. How could I not believe your words? We're already getting ready to leave. Just go to what you call Huaxia. However, there will be several repairs along the way to collect supplies. Otherwise, we won't be able to go to Huaxia. So ......"

Zhao Quan took a sip of the wine in his hand and raised his voice: "So, let's see you in Huaxia in the future!"

After speaking, he got on the tricycle, and with a strong step, he rushed out and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Big brother, do you think we can meet survivors again this time?" Li Sirui leaned on the tractor of the tricycle, with a thatch in his mouth, and asked Zhao Quan leisurely, who was pedaling.

"It's possible, after all, human vitality is beyond imagination. But this ability is relatively small. Zhao Quan turned his head and glanced at the thatch on the third brother's mouth, and replied with a smile.

All three brothers smoke cigarettes now, but they don't share cigarettes. Whoever is lucky enough to find it will be divided into three parts, and whoever finishes drawing first will not be able to draw. At this point, the three brothers are very separated.

Li Sirui has the biggest addiction to smoking, and he is the first to finish smoking himself every time. When he opened his mouth, no one paid attention to him. I can only get used to satisfying my hunger with a thatch in my mouth. Even Zhao Quan always felt that his third brother was hovering at the limit of quitting smoking.

Pham Minh Khai pouted and said, "Theoretically, it's just possible." France has rotted like this. The zombies inside are all strange things. It's enough to put it in a place like Huaxia where the martial arts are thriving now, not to mention these foreign devils? And now it's almost 25 years old, if anyone is still living in a city in France, I, Fan Mingkai, will convince him in person!"

And just when Zhao Quan and the others began to drive towards France on tricycles, there were really survivors in their mouths. Although pitifully few.

Erik, an ordinary coffee shop waiter. He was a young man who had just turned sixteen at the time of the disaster, and now he is almost forty-five years old.

What a horrible memory it was. Even now, Eric always wakes up in his dreams, shivering in a cold sweat. He even sometimes wonders if he's been in a nightmare and never wakes up.

At first, Eric hid in the store's warehouse with two customers from the café and the owner of the shop. Luckily, it wasn't spotted by the infected people on the street.

The first three days were spent with an initial communication outage and extreme panic accompanied by heart-rending screams outside.

For the past three days, several people have lived on bread and drinks in the warehouse. But I can't stay any longer. Because they had eaten and drunk all the food and drink here, the warehouse had become foul-smelling, and they were worried about being infected by the germs that had grown, so they decided to leave the warehouse and take it outside to ask for help or the protection of the army.

However, after a few people had the courage to climb out of the warehouse from the skylight, in just five days, the truth gave them a few slaps in the face.

The whole city is finished, and even the radio says that the whole of France is finished, and maybe the whole world is finished.

On the sixth day after coming out, one of the customers accidentally fell due to a high fever and was torn to pieces by the zombies chasing after him, and died.

On the seventeenth day, Eric's boss, the big fat Denis, was trapped in the grocery store by several zombies who suddenly rushed in because he coveted a bottle of vodka in the grocery store, and he also died. But maybe it's because he's too fat. Before the zombies could tear him apart, he had already turned into an infected body, joined the ranks of zombies, and wandered endlessly.

And then for the next five years. Eric and the rest of the customer, Gérard, become hardcore allies and survive together in this huge zombie city.

They have witnessed the battle between the army and the zombie hordes, and they have also witnessed the large number of survivors fleeing together. Of course, no one can get out, and no one can get in. The hordes of horrible corpses seem to be able to drown everything.

They survived by luck. I found the warehouses of many large supermarkets and a few low-power solar drinking water purifiers, and stayed on the roof of an abandoned building.

Of course, their luck doesn't stop there.

On the fortieth day after the disaster began, Eric and Gérard awakened together. Eric's ability is telekinesis, and Géral's ability is water control. Two very powerful abilities.

Based on the luck above, they only lasted five years.

But luck is purely illusory, and good luck today doesn't mean good luck all the time. So, at the beginning of the sixth year, Gérard was caught in a fight with a zombie when an alienated beast rat suddenly came out of the corner and bit him on his calf, ripping off a piece of flesh the size of a palm.

So Gérard died. Sick and dead. The alienated beast rat left him not only with a wound, but also with a large number of terrifying germs. In today's world, this is almost a terminal illness. Even the supernatural can't bear the terminal illness. So half a month later, Eric personally cremated his friend who had spent five years with him.

And then later. Eric is alone in a one-man show struggling to survive in this mega-city. Relying on his abilities and persistence in survival, he actually freed up a small farm in that abandoned high-rise building!

The change in the city makes Eric feel terrified. He knew that he would die after all. Because since six years ago, the zombies in this city have begun to get more and more powerful. Even ordinary zombies that used to be easily crushed can now spit out two mouthfuls of flames. Not to mention the super zombies that are as huge as buildings.

Eric carefully avoided the super zombies. Unless there is some work necessary for the farm, he doesn't even stay in one place for more. Worry about leaving too much smell and being targeted by zombies.

Truth be told, Eric was running out of steam. Psychological fear and loneliness made him want to end himself several times. He desperately longed for his kind to appear in his field of vision. This has become his greatest luxury.

(End of chapter)