Doomsday: I have a super farm

"Ride my beloved little motorcycle, it will never get stuck in traffic.

Zhuang Chen was in a happy mood and hummed a little song on the road. The collapsed building next to him became a ruin.

He was no longer surprised.

Looking up at the night gradually falling, the zombies and monsters around him were more and more active.

Zhuang Chen knew that night was their time for revelry, he looked around to find a temporary place to stay.

As soon as he entered an abandoned warehouse, two people followed him.

Looking at his motorcycle and him greedily.

Zhuang Chen had just put his motorcycle into the portable space when there was a slight sound of footsteps at the door.

"Who?"

"Don't be nervous, handsome boy, we are not bad people, we just happened to pass by here. "

They tried their best to stop talking, for fear of scaring Zhuang Chen, the little prey.

While talking, they looked at his motorcycle, but found no figure.

They guessed in their hearts that he must have hidden himself.

They saw that Zhuang Chen was so clean and had such a low-key and luxurious motorcycle.

He must have a lot of resources.

Who knows, he is a rich young man? He ran out to experience life.

Zhuang Chen looked at them looking at him with shifty eyes, and they were full of bad breath.

But he found that these two seemingly ordinary hooligans actually had great strength.

But he didn't plan to drive them away now, but wanted to see what tricks they were going to play?

"We are also passing by here. We came to rest when we saw it was late at night. You don't have to be too nervous. "

Zhuang Chen crossed his arms and ignored them in a cold manner.

He found a table in the factory at random and lay down on his own.

The two looked at each other and saw that they had been defeated. They exchanged glances and clenched their fists to restrain their true emotions.

"Little brother, you have walked so far and rested without eating. You must be very hungry, right?

We still have some here. If you don't mind..."

The man smiled in a simple and honest manner and handed the other half of the slightly moldy steamed bun in his hand to Zhuang Chen.

Zhuang Chen just glanced at it lightly and didn't take it.

"Thank you, but no need."

Hearing his cold answer, the man's hand stopped awkwardly in the air.

The expression on his face was about to freeze.

"You must be the son of a family in the city? Are you here to gain experience? "

The two of them came uninvited and sat on both sides of Zhuang Chen, trying to get close to him.

While saying this, he was chewing the steamed bun in his hand.

Zhuang Chen turned his head and looked at the steamed buns they were eating, but they were not moldy.

But it was very difficult for the two people to eat, and they almost vomited.

"Since we are just casual acquaintances, don't bother me."

Zhuang Chen lay on the table with his arms folded, turned around, and didn't want to pay attention to them.

The two men saw that they were repeatedly rejected, stood up and slowly walked away to discuss.

"Should we take him down now?"

"Rich young men like this are usually useless.

We have to find out where his home is? Maybe we can blackmail him?"

"Hehe! Big brother, you are still smart. "

The two of them didn't know that their conversation had been heard by Zhuang Chen without missing a word.

A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. These people were dreaming.

Zhuang Chen stretched lazily and closed his eyes comfortably.

He didn't pay much attention to them and let them jump around in the dark.

The next day.

It was dawn and there was a thick layer of fog. The visible range was within 50 meters.

Zhuang Chen rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up. There were dark circles under his eyelids.

He stretched lazily in annoyance and listened. The snoring sound like thunder beside his ears.

He looked at the two stupid thieves huddled in the corner, their chests rising and falling.

He was waiting for them to do something, but they slept like dead pigs, disturbing him.

Zhuang Chen rubbed his temples and turned away.

When the two stupid thieves woke up, they found that the table was empty.

They opened their misty eyes in an instant and stood up from the ground.

They walked to the table and fumbled back and forth, and found that they were not hallucinating.

"Why did we fall asleep? Where did this man go?"

"Boss... Boss, I fell asleep too, I don't know where he went. "

The two of them were shirking responsibility here, and they were so angry that they even wrestled with each other in the factory.

In the end, zombies were still wandering around, and they were scared and fled in a panic.

Zhuang Chen excitedly drove his motorcycle to the next city, and the situation inside was not much better.

But he found that there were more zombies than monsters here.

The scattered zombies on the street rolled their eyes, twisted their bodies and wandered aimlessly.

Zhuang Chen's motorcycle flashed by, and they didn't even catch their breath.

But there were also many flexible zombies jumping on the roof, following him relentlessly.

Zhuang Chen looked at the zombies in strange costumes on the roof through the rearview mirror.

They kept jumping and even patted their chests anxiously.

Originally, he didn't take them seriously.

"Buzz..."

But the motorcycle suddenly seemed to have no gas and slowed down immediately.

"It's over, I forgot to refuel it."

Zhuang Chen smacked his lips in annoyance, patted the back of his head and got off the motorcycle.

With a wave of his hand, he put it in his personal space.

Looking at the zombies approaching him, Zhuang Chen turned around and ran away.

"Pah!"

Zhuang Chen just ran past a place and turned back to find that the zombie chasing him was tripped by a rope.

Because of inertia, his face landed first, and his body slid forward for a distance.

There were two girls hiding on both sides pulling the rope.

They looked at Zhuang Chen standing there in a daze, and hurried over to grab his hand and ran forward.

Drilling through several alleys, and finally hiding in a corner.

Zhuang Chen looked at the two of them, pressed his body tightly against the wall, and breathed silently with big mouthfuls.

"Were you scared silly by the zombies just now?"

The girl looked at Zhuang Chen who had not recovered yet, and stretched out her hand to wave in front of his eyes.

Zhuang Chen realized his embarrassment, he came to his senses, lowered his head and coughed lightly to clear his throat.

It was no wonder that he was dull.

The two girls were very cute, and their words and deeds were full of childish innocence and cuteness.

Zhuang Chen carefully looked at the information displayed on them and found that they looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

But their strength was far beyond his imagination.