Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

The streets after the aftermath of the battle were busy.

Several portable flashlights were aimed at the two armored vehicles with damaged outer bodies.

Zhen Haoren was constantly checking the damage of the vehicle under the glaring incandescent light.

After making a round of inspection, he smiled happily at the assistant beside him who was stunned and didn't know what he was thinking: "Fortunately, the tires are fine, and we can continue to move forward after cleaning up."

Haoren Zhen patted his deputy on the shoulder and continued: "Look at everyone, there is no one who does not applaud the support of the skeleton man."

"Regardless of joining the military or not, the Skeleton killed these monsters. They are always contributing to this world, aren't they?"

The deputy captain who complained about why the skeleton man didn't join the army before nodded: "This is an irrefutable fact."

"Okay, if you want to be more open about everything, hurry up and lift the steel box back into the car."

Haoren Zhen patted him on the shoulder again, and then walked towards the soldier who was lifting the steel box, ready to help him.

Before leaving, the quartermaster specially used explosion-proof steel boxes made of new materials to load the supplies into it.

Zhen Haoren didn't quite understand what was going on at the time.

After all, there were several transport teams that set off together, but only his explosion-proof steel box was made of precious new composite materials.

Good man Zhen smiled and patted the uninjured steel box. He thought it was because the weapons contained in the box were explosive, and the quartermaster was worried about danger on the road, fearing that these weapons would explode.

He didn't think much about it, he smiled and worked hard with the soldiers to lift the steel box and drag it into the car.

Seeing that they were safe now, the survivors on the side ran from the surrounding buildings to Heifeng in front of the armored vehicle.

"Is brother thirsty?" A survivor graciously handed Heifeng a bottle of mineral water.

Another survivor ran over in a hurry, handed Heifeng a bottle of pulsation with both hands, and said out of breath: "Hoo hoo. Brother, drink me to replenish your strength!"

"Brother, are you hungry? Do you want to eat bread?"

"Brother, don't you eat instant noodles?"

All of a sudden, many survivors gathered around Hei Feng in the center, offering the food and water they had just collected with both hands.

Some survivors even ran to the armored vehicle, smiled at the busy Zhen Haoren and the others, and then took out the backpack that he had lost when he was fleeing for his life just now. He grabbed the backpack and ran towards the black wind, without any intention of helping Zhen Haoren. the meaning of.

These survivors who gathered around Hei Feng, they didn't have very low-level ones who called Big Brother Liu Liuliu as soon as they came up,

Instead, he tried his best to show his enthusiasm, trying to use this to increase his impression in Heifeng's heart.

Even if Heifeng can't be recruited, at least it's good to leave a good impression.

No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. If the accident happens, this elder brother will pass by, at least he can save his life.

This is the little calculation in their hearts, and it is also the little calculation of many people in the last days.

The other party, Hei Feng, stood leaning on his sword, quietly waiting for Qi Lin who was slowly approaching from a distance, but bowed his head not knowing what he was doing.

Heifeng is now looking forward to Qi Lin's order to him: kill them all!

Then turn them all into undead.

That way, they won't bother him.

On the other side, the deputy captain who was struggling to lift the steel box with Zhen Haoren snorted coldly and did not speak, just lowered his head and silently lifted the steel box.

Haoren Zhen sighed, then looked at the exhausted soldiers around him and smiled, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, when we get to the place, I'll see and discuss with the person in charge of the stronghold over there, and try to let everyone Eat hot dumplings."

"It's stuffed with pork and scallions!" Haoren Zhen added loudly, "I'll see if there is alcohol on the side of the road. If there is, let's have a drink tomorrow night!"

"Captain did a great job!" Many soldiers cheered, and their tired faces also showed yearning for a better tomorrow.

Zhen Haoren smiled and wanted to add something, but saw Qi Lin walking slowly, and then smiled at him: "If you have nothing to do, you can see if there are supplies in the shops on the side of the road, and we will get them later. The good car just kept going."

Qi Lin shook his head, he was going to part ways with Haoren Zhen right here.

The ghosts in front of the pathfinder have reported the information, and the road ahead to the stronghold is no longer dangerous. Only some ordinary survivors are sleeping in nearby buildings.

And Zhen Haoren's target, that settlement, is urgently constructing outer fortifications at this moment.

Now all that is left is to deal with the Bat King, and Zhen Haoren's road to this mission will be smoothed out.

Therefore, Qi Lin can also leave with peace of mind.

But before leaving, Qi Lin has something he wants to give to Good Man Zhen.

Qi Lin looked at the good man Zhen who was covered in black blood, but smiled happily and said, "Lieutenant Zhen, can we talk for a while."

Good man Zhen was taken aback, and then told the deputy captain: "I'll go."

The latter glanced at Heifeng, then at the back of Qi Lin who had gone away with Haoren Zhen, shook his head and said nothing.

In his opinion, Qi Lin's thin physique may be Hei Feng's follower.

After all, anyone with a bit of physique would not be as thin as him.

In the eyes of the deputy captain, Qi Lin should have survived by the light of the black wind.

But the vice-captain didn't say anything, after all, these days, you can hug your thigh.

Why is it not a skill.

On the far corner of the street, Qi Lin and Zhen Haoren stood side by side.

Before Qi Lin could speak first, Haoren Zhen spoke out first: "Since I met you, I have been paying attention to you because I was afraid that you were a beast in disguise."

Zhen Haoren stared at Qi Lin, and said without embellishment at all: "When I found out that everyone was interested in the personal module, you kept your eyes closed and didn't know what you were thinking."

"You don't seem to have any" Zhen Haoren's tone was inexplicable: "any fear."

"Do you know the skeleton man?"

In Zhen Haoren's view, only by knowing the skeleton man can he have such confidence.

As for whether these two are skeleton men?

Zhen Haoren thinks it shouldn't be, after all, according to the news circulated by the military, the three skeleton men are all sitting in huge coffin-like sedan chairs.

Facing Zhen Haoren who was searching for meaning, Qi Lin smiled without answering.

Qi Lin always thought that the name Skeleton Man was quite low.

In fact, this name code is derived from the fact that the military only knows about skeleton warriors and archers.

The military didn't know the existence of ghosts and black warriors, so they had this code name.

Qi Lin took out a cloth bag from his arms.

It contained his only six defensive jade pendants.

And the only five powerful Type I treatment injections, which are the ones Zhen Haoren used for him in the previous life.

There is also a gold coin.

Qi Lin knew that with Zhen's good character, he would never be willing to follow him all the time, so he simply gave him some life-saving props before leaving, so that there would be no accidents when Qi Lin came to find him six months later.

"I'm leaving, you take these things."

Qi Lin handed the cloth bag to Haoren Zhen, but the latter didn't pick it up.

Zhen Haoren took a step back, frowned and said: "I"