A Race to (Be) The Top

Chapter 68: Endless life ┃ Ling Xiaolu, died

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Ling Xiaolu looked terrified and covered his chest with his hands, and he was relieved until he heard this.

"I said earlier, I thought you were going to usurp the throne!"

It is not right to usurp the throne. The dragon robe has already been worn on Ji Meng, so what else can he take off

The chickens who were watching nearby were also disappointed, they thought the prince was going to go against the rules!

Ling Xiaolu changed his equipment to Ji Meng. After putting it on, he could almost see the muscle lines under the fabric. The black tight-fitting vest, the army green jacket was washed and worn out, and the torn marks on it told how the jacket used to accompany the owner. go through fire and water. Various sharp and sharp self-defense shorts are tied around the waist, camouflage trousers highlight the straightness and slenderness of the legs, and the trouser legs are tightly tucked into the boots of the military boots. The lines of the military boots are sharp and tough, and the mottled scratches can be seen everywhere like a medal of war.

Ji Meng raised his hand and carried the submachine gun loosely on his back. He lowered his head and wrapped his hands with bandages to prevent them from contacting infectious substances.

Ling Xiaolu stared blankly at Ji Meng clenching the end of the bandage with his teeth. His brows were slightly locked due to the inconvenience of the operation, and from this angle, Ji Meng's nose looked exceptionally high and its outline was as sharp as a knife. . It turns out that the male hormones are exerted to the extreme, and even sex can't stand the temptation. He clearly wore this set of equipment just now, how can Ji Meng be able to wear the taste of a lonely hero in the end of the world

Ji Meng raised his eyelids and found that Ling Xiaolu was staring at him in a daze, and said displeasedly: "What are you looking at? Come and help me!"

"Oh." Ling Xiaolu hurried over to help him wrap the bandages. I'm embarrassed to say that because the prince is too handsome, the father is a little bit inclined to incest!

The equipment was neat, Ling Xiaolu handed him the backpack, Ji Meng took it and slanted it on his shoulders, showing a heroic and free feeling of dying with every gesture.

"I'm leaving."

Ling Xiaolu likes to say goodbye to the child he raised by himself to the battlefield, his mood is extremely complicated: "Be careful of zombies! There are also mutant wild dogs!"

Don't ask him how he knew there were stray dogs, it was all experience gained from blood and tears!

"Got it." Ji Meng glanced back at him before going out. He wanted to speak, but he met four or five pairs of small eyes that looked forward to him, and he didn't want to say anything for a moment!

Ling Xiaolu thought he couldn't worry about the children, so he pushed the chicks to the front: "Brother is going to help us find food, see you brother!"

"Goodbye, Brother Prince!"

"Be careful with zombies!"

"And wild dogs!"

Ji Meng suffocated and stepped out of the shelter without looking back! Rather than raising chickens, he would rather hug zombies!

Ji Meng ran through the sewage, turned over the ruins, escaped several times on the edge of being discovered by zombies, and was chased by wild dogs across the entire block.

This mutant wild dog must be dealt with with special bullets. The ordinary ammunition that Ji Meng brings will not work for them at all. He now knows why Ling Xiaolu specially told him to be careful of wild dogs!

Ji Meng saved danger time and time again, and the backpack he brought out became more and more full. He seemed to have seen Ling Xiaolu's eyes full of admiration... and some irrelevant people.

The fully loaded Ji Meng returned to his heart like an arrow. He escaped from the zombies again, ran wildly in the block chased by wild dogs, turned over the ruins, ran through the sewage, and returned to the home he was thinking of.

When he opened the security door, Ji Meng was stunned. The interior of the shelter was brightly lit, clean and tidy. Several grown-up children performed their duties and completed their work in an orderly manner, which was completely different from the scene when he was there.

Ling Xiaolu stood in the center of the room, and when he heard the door slam, he turned around happily, holding a girl doll in his hand: "You're back!"

Ji Meng, who couldn't even change his color from the zombies, stuck to the wall nervously, pointing at the child in Ling Xiaolu's arms: "What is that!"

"That's it," Ling Xiaolu lowered his head and smiled, "Xiao Jiu, my name is brother."

Xiao Jiu grinned: "Brother Prince."

Ji Meng was completely frightened: "Little, how old?"

"Oh yes, you probably haven't seen it yet," Ling Xiaolu looked around, "Xiao Qi, Xiao Ba, where have you been? Come and see your big brother!"

The children all ran out, and "Brother Prince" was always heard, and Ji Meng felt the terror of being ruled by asexual reproduction.

"Can you give birth to so much when I'm not at home?!" Ji Meng said frantically, does this guy think he is a heroic mother!

Ling Xiaolu was very proud: "It shows that our refuge has a good development prospect, and so many people are willing to join in."

The children were not afraid of tigers when they were born, so they surrounded Ji Meng who returned from going out: "Brother Prince, I'm hungry."

There are too many people waiting to be fed, and there is no food at home.

Ji Meng threw the backpack heavily on the ground with a sullen face, and opened it to reveal the rich spoils inside.

"Brother Prince is amazing!"

"Great harvest!"

Ling Xiaolu's eyes lit up, and he was about to say something to praise him, when he heard Ji Meng yell at the children fiercely, "Who asked you to take it? Put it down!"

Xiao Ba fearfully put the food back in its place.

"No one can take it without my permission!" He successfully frightened all the children, raised his head and rushed to Ling Xiaolu: "You take it first!"

Ling Xiaolu: "…"

"I'm an adult, I'm hungry." He also wanted to say a few words for the children.

"I don't care if you are hungry or not!" Ji Meng interrupted him rudely, "I found these for you, don't take it if you are not full!"

"The children will starve to death if they don't eat."

"So many, what if one or two starve to death? It's not like they can't go to other places!" He Ji Meng starved himself to death several times in order to find Ling Xiaolu. What did he say!

"Okay," Ling Xiaolu could only surrender, picking up his and Ji Meng's shares, "Is this all right?"

Seeing that Ji Meng was silent, the children rushed forward and divided up the rest.

Ji Meng pulled Ling Xiaolu to the unmanned workshop with a gloomy face.

"What are you doing," Ling Xiaolu vigilantly said, "If you persuade me to give up one or two of my children, I can't do it."

Although each of them was picked up from the trash can, Ling Xiaolu regarded them as his own flesh and blood.

"Who told you that!" Ji Meng said with no anger, and took out two cartons of milk from his arms, "Here you are!"

Ling Xiaolu was moved to take it. The milk still carried Ji Meng's body temperature. It was the rarest and most precious food in the end times, and he was reluctant to drink it.

Ji Meng misunderstood: "What are you looking at! It's not expired!"

Ling Xiaolu pursed his lips and stuffed one of the boxes back into him: "One person per person."

Ji Meng hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.

Ling Xiaolu sucked the milk and felt guilty: "You brought back so much food, it's all gone in the blink of an eye. If I didn't pick up so many children, I could last a while longer."

"As long as you know!"

"Why don't you change me out this time, take off your equipment and give it to me."

"What are you going to do instead? Are you being chased by wild dogs?" Ji Meng disgusted.

Ling Xiaolu was stunned, and suddenly realized: "You were chased by a wild dog!"

"No! How is it possible!" Ji Meng retorted loudly with a guilty conscience, his eyes were messy, "How could those wild dogs catch up to me!"

Ling Xiaolu: ... Isn't this still being chased

Ji Meng didn't take any chances, he turned around and left: "The troubles you have brought you at home, don't try to push them to me! Besides..."

He stopped, turned his back to Ling Xiaolu and said reluctantly, "You are much more skilled at handling this than I am, and it's better for me to go out and find food."

Ji Meng was hard-hearted and soft-hearted, and was reluctant to let him take the risk. Ling Xiaolu knowingly did not expose him: "Then you must come back safely, the children can't live without their brother."

Can't be without my father. Ji Meng thought to himself, strode out, and someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

He lowered his head and saw Xiao Jiu looking up at him, his voice was tender: "Brother Prince, be careful, run quickly when you encounter zombies."

"..." Ji Meng turned to an angle that others couldn't see, took out the milk and threw it to her, "Next."

When Xiao Jiu received the milk, she was about to cry out happily when someone covered her mouth.

Ji Meng squatted in front of her and nervously glanced at the other people who were busy: "Drink it yourself, don't let others know, did you hear me!"

Xiao Jiu nodded frequently like a chicken.

Ji Meng went to the battlefield again, and Xiao Jiu took a photo of the milk with him on his back, and prepared to send a text to his personal homepage after the game was over.

—A precious gift of the end of the world, from the elder brother of @凇Mont Prince.

Ji Meng once again ran through the sewage, turned over the ruins, and rushed home with a backpack full of loot, only to find that the shelter was in chaos.

His bag fell to the ground: "What happened?!"

The children seemed to have seen the savior: "Brother Prince! The shelter was attacked by mutant spiders, and the spiders have been eliminated by us, but Dad was bitten by spiders in order to save Little Eleven!"

"Save... who?!" Ji Meng suspected that there was a hearing problem.

"I was bitten by a mutant spider, and I would die if I didn't get the special medicine within five minutes. It's been two minutes now!"

Ji Meng turned and ran out, Ling Xiaolu hurriedly sent the second and fourth to chase them back.

The three children who came here at the beginning have all grown up, and the fifth and the sixth will soon be 18 years old and can go out immediately.

"Don't waste your energy," Ling Xiaolu advised Ji Meng, "I have checked the game manual, the special medicine is only available in the area where the zombies are concentrated, and you need a well-armed team to get the chance. If you go like this, you will die. "

Ji Meng was stunned for a moment, opened the mall, searched everything related to this game, but found no trace of the special medicine.

He crossed the mall interface angrily: "It's outrageous! There are problems in this game that can't be solved by charging money, is this reasonable?!"

Ling Xiaolu felt amused, but he didn't dare to laugh, so he forcibly held back.

"You can't buy everything with money. You see, I have things that you can't buy with money."

He opened his arms and pretended to embrace everyone in the room: "It's family."

"Dad!" "Dad, don't die!" The sobbing came one after another.

Ling Xiaolu walked up to Ji Meng with a smile: "Although I can't hold on, I still have eleven children of you, none of them left behind. This is the achievement of my life. The people who raised me hope that I will If I can help this sanctuary make a comeback, I think I should have lived up to him, at least the beginning is good, and the future development will depend on you."

He held Ji Meng's hand: "Today, I will pass on to you. As the eldest of the family, I hope that after I leave, you will be able to bring up the remaining children, and I will not waste my raising you as an adult."

The other party did not speak with a sullen face, and Ling Xiaolu was also ashamed: "I'm sorry, I left you such a big stall."

Ji Meng signaled him not to say: "I know, I will try to do it."

Ling Xiaolu felt extremely relieved about what Ji Meng had promised: "Then I can be reincarnated without any worries."

He squatted down and hugged each child: "Bye bye children, and listen to your brother's words in the future."

The child cried unburdenedly: "I know my father! The eldest brother is like a father, and my father is like a mother. You will always be our best parents!"

Ling Xiaolu: ? ?

He stood up and looked at the members of the room, big and small, with a sense of accomplishment in his heart. When he first stepped into this sanctuary, there were only the uncle and himself left here. Now, it is a small and large-scale family, and the future development is immeasurable. As the uncle said, as long as the fire does not go out, human beings will live forever and live forever.

He finally hugged Ji Meng and whispered in his ear, "You still won't call me Dad?"

Ji stubbornly said, "It's impossible to die!"

"Then I'm going to die."

"..." Ji Meng hesitated, and Ling Xiaolu died after this hesitation.

Ling Xiaolu, died, cause of death: mutant spider venom.

At the age of thirty-two, he adopted eleven children in the apocalypse, and all of them survived. There are no regrets in this life.

After Ling Xiaolu left, Ji Meng took up the heavy responsibility of raising the whole family. Fortunately, there were more and more adult children, and everyone took the initiative to share the work of parents. They faced the fire and the plague together, worked together to resist the intruding zombies, and took in refugees who came to seek shelter. This sanctuary, which was once desolate and almost abandoned, has been revived with the efforts of three generations.

Twelve years have passed, and the youngest Eleven has grown up. Ji Meng finally fulfilled Ling Xiaolu's last wish. Everyone still called him the prince and brother, and even the refugees who came to defect followed the local customs.

Ji Meng led the elite forces in the sanctuary, swept the nearby places where zombies gathered, and obtained more rare materials, including the special medicine for the treatment of mutant spider bites.

The fourth child saw Ji Meng in a daze with the special medicine in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "If I had gotten this medicine earlier, my father wouldn't have died."

Ji Meng didn't say a word on the way back, the second child complained to the fourth child secretly: "Why do you want to mention the sad thing about my brother!"

The fourth child was wronged: "I thought my brother had forgotten it."

The safety door of the shelter had been re-reinforced, and when Ji Meng was about to open the door, there was a rustling sound from the trash can next to him.

Ji Meng was alert: "Who!"

A little boy crawled out of the trash can, his short legs dangling in the air, and finally touched the ground.

"... Lubi?" Ji Meng's eyes widened in disbelief.

The six-year-old Ling Xiaolu turned around after landing on the ground, and when he saw Ji Meng, he showed the brightest smile in the gloomy apocalypse, and opened his arms at the person who came: "Dad!"