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Su Changxing nodded in agreement and chuckled: "Well, you are quite generous. It is not surprising that a person like you becomes a soldier and becomes a general."

Wu Qingsheng shook his head and said: "Brother Su is joking. People like us have low lives and are not destined to become generals."

"A general may not necessarily become an extraordinary person and survive the apocalypse. Those who die are nothing." Su Changxing said calmly.

At this time, the monk made some noise, slowly opened his eyes and said, "Where are we?"

Su Changxing handed him a bottle of water and said, "We have left the gathering place and escaped."

The monk took a sip of water and asked, "Where are the people at the gathering place?"

Su Changxing thought for a while and said: "Most of them are probably dead. Thousands of people are blocking the outside of the gathering place in the morning light."

The monk was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and said, "How dare they? How dare they? Don't they care at all about so many lives?"

Wu Qingsheng took a deep breath and said: "Brother, the things you see are different depending on where you stand. For those standing above, life has value and can be sacrificed for something of greater value."

Su Changxing nodded and agreed: "That's true. It's just unfair to the people who died. They were forced to choose death."

The monk said no more, his eyes dimmed, his head lowered and he fell into silence.

"There seems to be something wrong up there. Someone else must have been discovered."

Wu Qingsheng looked up and heard a clear noise.

Su Changxing walked into the city hall with him and saw more than ten people on the second floor confronting them.

"We were here first. Wouldn't it be bad if you chased us away? Besides, it's getting late now and it's very dangerous outside."

The speaker was a young man carrying a backpack, who must be a college student. The people with him were also young people, both male and female.

Wu Qingsheng strode up, appearing to be slow and leisurely. His footsteps echoed in the hall. He observed these people and said with a smile:

"Aren't you worried that we are in danger? Aren't you too naive? If I were you, I would definitely find a way to get out of here first."

Although these people didn't seem to be in any danger, he was still prepared to drive them away. One more thing would definitely be worse than one less thing. Leaving them here would always cause trouble.

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen people changed their faces. They didn't think these people were good people.

Especially the person who spoke, his hand was obviously broken and there was still blood seeping from the bandage, but he didn’t even blink when he spoke.

A real ruthless person.

Su Changxing walked up and looked at those people and raised his eyebrows. He found that there were several people he knew before, from the same university and the same class. However, he rarely went to class, so he was not familiar with them.

Was it because they were all in class at the time, so they were put in the same area?

It is indeed possible.

Su Changxing suddenly spoke and said: "It is indeed dangerous outside now. Since they want to stay here, they should stay here."

Wu Qingsheng nodded when he heard this, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Since Brother Su said so, you can stay here, but you can only stay on the second floor at night, don't run around."

He paused, looked at the dozen or so people, and continued: "Huh? Don't thank Brother Su, he saved you."

They looked at each other, and then said in unison: "Thank you, Brother Su."

Su Changxing raised his eyebrows, feeling that Wu Qingsheng was good at everything, but he liked to show off too much, so he said calmly: "I'm just telling the truth."

As night fell, more than ten people sat together and discussed quietly.

One of them, named Qiu Jing, with a shallow scar on his face, said: "Do you know that person? Judging from his age, he should be a student at the school like us."

The rest of the people shook their heads and said they didn't know him.

A woman with long braids and a fair complexion said: "Maybe someone left us because they had good intentions, and there's no reason why."

Qiu Jing then noticed that Qu Zhaoyu was frowning and seemed to be thinking about something, and asked: "What, Zhaoyu, have you found anything?"

Qu Zhaoyu thought about it and said: "I feel like he looks like someone in our class, but it's unlikely?"

Another woman whose face looked dirty and dusted opened her eyes wide and said:

"Are you talking about the person who sometimes comes to class in a wheelchair? It does look a bit like it, but it's unlikely. It's obviously not the same person. What's his name? I remember his surname is also Su."

Apart from appearance, the biggest difference between Su Changxing and the original one is his different temperament. People will not associate him with the same person at all.

Strange thoughts came to Qu Zhaoyu's mind and he said: "Su Changxing, you don't remember me, but you remember that he was admitted to our school with terrible scores. He could have gone to Kyoto University, but he didn't go."

He then smiled and said: "Huang Keying, you can ask later, maybe you can ask for some food."

The woman with a dirty face shook her head and said: "Well, forget it, it would be nice if others can let us stay here."

Qiu Jing frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Humph, we were the ones who came here first."

Qu Zhaoyu patted his shoulder and whispered:

"Those people are not easy to mess with at first glance. To be able to gather so many people in the apocalypse, they must not be ordinary people. Don't anger them, otherwise it will be much easier for us. Do you still remember what happened a few days ago?"

Qiu Jing looked frustrated and blamed himself: "It's really my fault. Don't worry, I won't act rashly this time."

Qu Zhaoyu nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Well, as long as we can spend tonight safely, we will leave here tomorrow. I read on the forum that the gathering place we are planning to go to has been wiped out by the morning light during the day."

Huang Keying exclaimed: "Why do they do this?"

Qu Zhaoyu shook his head and said: "I don't know. Anyway, there are a lot of voices denouncing the Chenxi organization on the forum. We'd better be careful and stay away from them as much as possible."

Qiu Jing nodded in agreement: "Zhaoyu is right, in this doomsday world we still have to rely on ourselves."

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The monk sat cross-legged in the corner, reciting scriptures in a low voice and silently, as focused as before in the temple.

They were also sitting in a group, with a small bonfire lit in the middle. A large pot of meat porridge was boiling on the bonfire. Huang Longhu was stirring it with a big iron spoon, and the aroma filled the air with the smoke.

"This brother was a monk before?"

Wu Qingsheng glanced at Wei Huo sitting cross-legged in the corner and said.

Su Changxing nodded and said: "Even now, he is a genuine monk."

Wu Qingsheng asked curiously: "I wonder how Brother Su got injured like this?"