Doomsday Rise

Yuan Xuejun's words shocked Liu Weian a lot. Yuan Xuejun's words are very common, but very realistic.

Lend money to a person 100 times, if you don't lend money to this person for the 101st time, then this person will hate you, he will not remember the kindness that he has borrowed 100 times before, but will only remember that he did not borrow money the last time.

In the same way, the treatment given to the Ping An Army is very good now. If it is interrupted or reduced in the future, the Ping An Army will inevitably have resentment. This is a natural thing. Everyone hopes to get better and better, not worse.

"Why?" Liu Wei'an asked Yuan Xuejun.

"Find someone to sing a bad face." Yuan Xuejun replied.

"Let's go and have a look at other places." Liu Weian led Yuan Xuejun to the area where ordinary people live. Because of the militarized management, one side is the residential area, that is, the living area, and the other side is the factory, which mainly produces clothes, parts and some things needed by the Ping An Army.

At present, the main task of the factory is to serve the Ping An Army, followed by some necessities for production and life, such as pots and pans, toothpaste and toothbrush, paper towels and mops, etc.

When Yuan Xuejun saw the smiles on the faces of ordinary people, he also smiled, especially the silver bell-like laughter of children. A wave of enthusiasm surged in his heart. This is a normal life.

"All of this today is hard-won, and it is even more difficult to maintain it," Liu Wei'an said.

"It must be maintained." Yuan Xuejun said firmly. After the end, the people he saw either had numb eyes or were full of despair. Their clothes were ragged, their hair was covered with dust, and their hair was covered with thick oil. Those who survived were like beggars.

The people in front of me are different, their clothes are clean and tidy, and although their complexion cannot be said to be rosy, they are still healthy. The most important thing is that their eyes are bright, and they are full of hope for life, without the kind of fear and confusion about the future.

If he hadn't seen it, Yuan Xuejun might not have felt much, but if he saw it, he absolutely didn't want such peace to be destroyed.

The so-called visit is actually just a general look at Liu Weian's identity issue. You can't look too carefully, otherwise it will disturb the lives of civilians, and the two will come back.

The food is ready.

"Is this level 4 monster meat?" Yuan Xuejun was surprised and delighted.

"Good eyesight, the meat of a colorful black tiger," Liu Wei'an said.

"It's too extravagant." Yuan Xuejun was a little embarrassed.

"I can't find much food on Mars, and only the food from World of Warcraft can be supplied." Liu Wei'an said.

"Warcraft meat is better. In the black market, the price of monster meat is in units of gold coins. There is no market for the price." Yuan Xuejun looked at the fragrant monster meat and salivated. It can't be blamed that he has never seen the world. It is really that the food of the end is too rare. If he is as powerful as him, he often cannot eat enough. Hunger is a common occurrence.

The nutritional value of Warcraft meat is very high, a tael of meat is worth ten or eight catties of ordinary meat.

Eating is not the point, the point is that Liu Weian wants to ask Yuan Xuejun about the situation outside the territory of the Pingan Army, how much power does Liu Wei'an have? Who are the masters with names and surnames? The character is good or bad, the type and regional distribution of zombies, etc.

The Ping'an army also has intelligence personnel, but intelligence is not too much, the more detailed the better, Yuan Xuejun's strength allows him to get more information. At the same time, people with high strength have different opinions from ordinary people.

"The world over there is really miserable!" Yuan Xuejun's tone became sad.

The Ping'an army had been recuperating for two days, and on the third day, they took the initiative to attack the zombies without waiting for them to attack. Necromancer, Ice and Snow Goddess, Three Inch Nails, Bigfoot, Master Yang and other masters all rushed over. They realized that Liu Wei'an didn't look like a temptation this time, but might be making a big move, and they were very excited.

The Ping'an army has been training for a long time, and everyone's bones are a little itchy after not fighting for a long time.

Attack is the best defense!

A sheet of white swept out, and the temperature in the air quickly dropped to a terrifying level. Just as the angry zombie was about to pounce, the surface of its body was covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost, and its movements froze instantly, unable to move.

In the next second, cracks appeared in the zombie's body, and with a bang, the zombie was torn apart and shattered into pieces.

The goddess of ice and snow seemed to have eyes on her back, and a piece of hoarfrost looked out from under her feet. The zombie hidden in the sewer just stretched out its claws and froze, and then turned into an ice sculpture, which shattered to the ground with a crisp sound.

The speed of the Ice and Snow Goddess was not fast. Where she passed, the ground and walls were all white, and the scary place took more than half an hour to dissipate slowly. It was still daytime, and if it was night, it would be ice all night.

The situation in the other direction was the opposite. Zheng Li turned into flames. Although she tried her best to restrain herself, many wooden structures burned, and things like plastic melted and deformed.

All the zombies Zheng Li killed turned into charred corpses.

Bigfoot and Master Yang cooperated with each other. Bigfoot dealt with the zombies that rushed from the ground, and Master Yang dealt with the zombies that attacked from above. Master Yang's palms were yin and yang. The seemingly slow movements were actually as fast as lightning, and the zombies couldn't get close at all.

Three-Inch Nails walked underground. Wherever he was, the Ping'an soldiers didn't have to worry about their feet. Three-Inch Nails had also made great progress. His nails were sharper than Li Huishui's sword. As long as the zombies he targeted, no one could escape.

boom--

boom--

boom--

The snipers occupied the high ground and tried their best to solve the worries of the Ping An Army and provide intelligence information. Li Huishui was the fastest. His targets were not ordinary zombies, but zombies above the level of abhorrence. Even when encountering groups of zombies, he was fearless and rushed straight up, because there was a person behind him, Liu Wei'an.

puff--

When the deep voice was transmitted, the bullet had already penetrated the wall, blasting the hunter hidden in the corner. The hiding places of most zombies are dark places, and so is the hunter. However, it is of a higher level, instead of hiding in sewers, basements and other places, it hides on the third floor. If someone mistakenly thinks that the third floor is relatively clean, dry and free of zombies and enters rashly, they will basically be unable to avoid the attacks of hunters.

Very insidious!

puff--

A black hole appeared in the half-battered billboard, and the predator hiding behind it took a headshot, splashing black juice all over the place.

puff--

A bronze armored corpse exploded its head, and the headless corpse smashed into an abandoned car, making a loud noise.

puff--

puff--

puff--

In order to avoid alarming too many zombies at once, Liu Weian's Raytheon-3s was equipped with noise reduction equipment, making the sound quieter. Liu Weian felt a little unsatisfactory, but for the safety of Li Huishui, he had to endure it.

A terrifying aura shot up into the sky, and Li Heishui, who was advancing, paused in his footsteps, his face suddenly became serious, it was the Vajra Demon.