A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 7

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The last time the team was destroyed, a voice calling himself a system appeared in Lu Xingchi's head. The voice not only gave him a chance to be reborn, but also allowed him to randomly select an ability.

What Lu Xingchi drew was the control metal.

Changing the shape of the metal at will, and controlling the trajectory of the flight, is not a problem.

That crossbow was the first thing Lu Xingchi made after he had the ability.

The metal that Lu Xingchi can control is not too big yet, but the long nails shot by the crossbow are not a problem at all.

The system said that his ability will be stimulated and stronger day by day.

The system also said at the time that the only condition for rebirth was to follow the route of the previous life all over again.

Even if the system didn't require it, Lu Xingchi planned to go the same way again.

Reunite those people in the squad and let them live again.

This time, Lu Xingchi was determined not to make the same mistake again.

Lu Xingchi closed the trunk and glanced at Bei Nuan's big head wearing a helmet—

Yuan Yoo is so big that even the back seat can't stop it.

But she still got in the car.

She also has special abilities. Could it be that she was also reborn once

Lu Xingchi didn't think so.

She looked like she didn't know him at first, and her personality changed drastically, like a different person.

When you see a zombie, you run away without saying a word, faster than a rabbit.

She always looks like she will cry at any time, but from the morning to now, I have seen so many people turn into zombies with my own eyes, but I haven't shed a single tear.

Take her with her for the time being, find a safe place ahead and put her down, Lu Xingchi told himself.

After getting back on the road, there were significantly fewer cars on the road because the highway behind was blocked.

The off-road vehicle galloped forward against the warm spring sun, and the land traveled much faster than just now.

After Bei Nuan finished eating, she leaned on the seat and dozed off, in fact, she was tidying up her personal space.

In the morning, I was in a hurry, and all the things put into the space were piled up in a mess.

Now it's sorted out again, snacks are placed together, rice, noodles, vegetables and fruits are placed together, and daily necessities are placed together.

All the weapons that can open the human skull are placed in the most conspicuous place in the middle.

Neat and clean.

Ningcheng is a thousand-year-old ancient city. It is small and exquisite and has many scenic spots. It is not far from the city of S, and it takes more than an hour to drive there.

Not long after getting off the expressway, I saw a checkpoint.

The news of the outbreak of the zombie virus in S city reached Ningcheng immediately. Ningcheng blocked all the main roads into the city, set up tents, and set up temporary checkpoints.

The current standard is that anyone with any wound on the body is prohibited from entering the city.

The three made it through.

In front of the checkpoint, there are warning signs and yellow warning lines. There are several rows of concrete piers on the road, and armed personnel with guns are patrolling back and forth.

Bei Nuan and Lu Xingchi exchanged glances, and the thoughts in their hearts were the same.

Can this thing be called a line of defense

The yellow belt that you are pulling is for the zombies to sprint to the finish line, right

Those rows of cement piers are probably for the zombies to practice hurdles.

In the original book, the series of car accidents on the S1 expressway blocked the only way from S city to Ningcheng, and bought precious hours of evacuation time for the people of Ningcheng.

The team relied on these few hours to supply supplies in Ningcheng, which was still operating normally.

Although Ning Cheng had no zombies, he was in a panic.

There were long queues of cars on the road, and many people dragged their families with large bags and small bags to prepare to evacuate, and the crossroads were blocked.

Everyone was cranky and car horns blared.

Everyone was in a hurry to withdraw cash. There was no one at the ATM. It should have been empty long ago. The bank by the road was full of people.

Lu Xingchi drove his car directly to the parking lot of a large supermarket.

The supermarket is very large, with several floors up and down, and the variety of goods is quite complete.

Bei Nuan was in pain.

There is not much cash in the wallet in the backpack, and I can't buy anything at all. I can only plan carefully and buy the most urgently needed things.

In fact, with a slight movement of her fingers, Bei Nuan can unknowingly put anything into the space.

But Ning Cheng was still normal now, except that everyone in the supermarket looked a little dignified, and there was almost no difference from usual.

Bei Nuan really couldn't handle it.

Bei Nuan was struggling when she heard Lu Xingchi's command, "Everyone go shopping separately and gather in the parking lot in two hours."

Bei Nuan turned around and ran away, but the backpack on his back was grabbed from behind and carried back together with the bag.

Lu Xingchi took out a card from his wallet and handed it to her.

"You brush this. Buy food and our daily necessities. You are a girl. You are careful and don't miss important things."

Lu Xingchi said lightly, "Just brush it and buy as much as you can. In a few days, this card will be a plastic sheet."

Bei Nuan immediately felt that he was being taken care of by the boss.

He was prescient and was absolutely right.

In a few days, the network will be paralyzed, the connection between the branches of the bank will be cut off, and the money in the account will become a series of meaningless numbers, which cannot be withdrawn at all.

Bei Nuan collected the card, pushed a cart and started shopping frantically.

Some shelves in supermarkets are already empty, and most people are rushing to buy food that can be stored for a long time, such as rice, noodles, oil, salt, milk powder, canned food, biscuits, instant noodles and so on.

Bei Nuan is different.

As long as things are placed on the upper layer of the space where there is no time flow, there is no need to consider the issues of freshness and expiration.

All kinds of fresh vegetables and fruits, seafood, meat, custard and milk are all put into the cart.

There are also pots and pans, bedding and pillows, and even towels, toothbrush rolls, and various personal hygiene items, filling the cart full.

And you don't have to worry about how much you spend, which is really cool.

Bei Nuan ran in and out non-stop. Every time he settled the bill and went out, he would find a corner where no one was there, put the things he bought into the space, and then rush in again to make a big purchase.

Bei Nuan happily pushed the cart and ran around in this supermarket where everyone was worried, out of tune with everyone.

When the end times come, everyone else is anxious, lest they lose this or that.

Bei Nuan is different.

Bei Nuan should have been crushed into a cake by a large truck, but suddenly fell from the sky, adding this trip to the end of the world out of thin air.

Regardless of whether the mission is completed in the end, as a person who is already dead, every extra minute is earned.

Bei Nuan had already thought about it for a long time, to treat the pile of zombies as Hawaii, and to enjoy every day of life.

Bei Nuan packed a full car again, and was tiptoeing to take down a large panel of batteries on the top layer, when he suddenly saw something wrong with the corner of his eye.

Someone fell down next to him.

It was a man in his forties, who was slowly sliding against the shelf to sit on the ground, and there was a sound of gasping in his throat.

The voice was so painful that it seemed like he was about to die.

No way

Did that unreliable system advance the time again? Zombies appear in Ning Cheng now

The man curled up, gasping hard.

Many people around also noticed the strangeness, and they all hid back, and suddenly a large space was vacated in front of the shelves that were full of people just now.

This is Ning Cheng, no one has ever seen a zombie mutation, and they all stand in a circle from a distance to watch.

Bei Nuan was a little speechless.

If this is normal, shouldn't we hurry up and call an ambulance? If this is a zombie, shouldn't it run away

What's going on all around watching the fun

Bei Nuan was about to run when he saw Lu Xingchi.

He was walking towards this side, squeezing through the crowd of onlookers, and his eyes fell on the sitting man.

Bei Nuan saw at a glance that when he squeezed over, he was holding a knife in his hand very reliably, and the gleaming blade was clinging to the back of his forearm.

According to the settings in the book, Big Boss Lu has a weapon in his hand, let alone one zombie, and two more are no problem at all.

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Bei Nuan's heart suddenly relaxed.

Then came a very bold idea.

Bei Nuan rushed towards the man.

Holding up the man's slanted head, Bei Nuan looked at the crowd of onlookers for help.

"Who will save him, can anyone come and help him?"

She supported the man, the small face on the cervical spine treatment apparatus was pure and innocent, and her clear eyes were about to cry, like an angel who had fallen into the world.

Pure eyes swept silently over everyone watching.

This is a flogging of humanity, an indictment of indifference.

The onlookers fell into deep self-blame.

Lu Xingchi, who squeezed in to kill: "..."

The man's process from falling to the ground to mutating took a long time, longer than anyone I've seen today, and it felt like it was too late to say the lines of the mission of the Voice of the Virgin.

Bei Nuan's lines were read word for word.

After finishing work, Bei Nuan left the man and planned to retreat.

But suddenly found a strange thing, the task bar on the left, the voice of the Virgin Mary "Save him" task is still (0/1).

Um? It's not finished yet?