One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

An Changjing is from this city, and he has been staying in this city with a few companions during this time.

They usually come out to find some supplies, and they can barely survive.

But as time went on, the supplies that could be found became more and more limited.

So after discussing it, they decided to leave here.

"I heard that there is a safe base outside." An Changjing said the news he heard while bandaging himself, "My friend and I are planning to go there."

As a result of bad luck, they dispersed before going far.

"I also heard from a survivor that someone out there has developed an antidote."

Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows: "Is there an antidote?"

An Changjing: "That's right, the virus came from the meteorite, but the meteorite landed on the ground for more than three months. At that time, laboratories all over the world were researching it, so some people said that there may be a zombie antidote."

An Changjing might feel that what he said was not rigorous, and added: "I just said it is possible, and I also heard it from others."

"If there is an antidote, maybe we will be over soon."

Ling Qiong clicked his tongue and snorted slightly: "Daydreaming."

According to the plot, the heroine's plot has been going for so long without an antidote, and the heroine and the hero need to support the whole world together.

How could there be an antidote.

Even if there is, it will not come out at this time.

Ling Qiong glanced at the people next to him. Jiang Xunchu was concentrating on studying the weapon in his hand, and seemed to have missed the antidote An Changjing said just now.

Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked away thoughtfully.

"Handsome guy, what's your name?" An Changjing lay on the back of Jiang Xunchu's seat.

"Ginger."

"Jiang Li?" An Changjing scratched his head, "Then your sister's name is Jiang Wai?"

Ling Qiong: "..."

Jiang Xunchu shook his head.

An Changjing turned to Lingqiong with curious eyes, Lingqiong smiled at him, "Be quiet, or I will throw you out."

An Changjing shuddered and shrank back.

…

An Changjing is really familiar with City B. Even if he encounters a blocked road, he can quickly find a passable road.

An Changjing said that before the end of the world, he would deliver food when he had nothing to do, so he was familiar with the streets and alleys.

Not far from City B, Ling Qiong saw that rather familiar truck.

Ling Qiong stopped the car, but there was no one in the truck, and there were messy marks on the ground. I don't know if there was an accident.

Ling Qiong opened the truck compartment, and everything inside was still there.

It's not a robbery... Is it a zombie?

After making sure no one was there, Ling Qiong returned to the car and restarted the car.

Jiang Xunchu was still holding the weapon, sitting upright as if sitting in a classroom, and asked in the tone of a student: "Is there anyone you know in that car just now?"

"Um."

Jiang Xunchu didn't ask any more questions.

There was no one in the car just now, which proves that the people in the car are not gone, maybe...

Jiang Xunchu changed the question: "Where are you going?"

"City H."

Jiang Xunchu originally wanted to say find a place to put down his words and swallow back, he also wanted to go to City H.

An Changjing: "Coincidentally, the base I mentioned is the direction to City H. My friend and I have made an appointment. If we get separated, we will go directly to the base to meet up."

…

Ling Qiong planned to throw off An Changjing on the way.

But An Changjing rescued Jiang Xunchu once, and Lingqiong had to take him with him.

Jiang Xunchu's wound has completely healed, and only a few lines can be seen around the wound, which proves that he was bitten by a zombie.

An Changjing is not a careful person. Even if Ling Qiong gave Jiang Xunchu some medicine, he didn't look up, so he didn't find anything wrong.

And An Changjing also knew Lingqiong's name along the way.

Regarding the different surnames of the two, An Changjing made up a reasonable explanation in his own brain, thinking that one of them had the surname of his father and the other had the surname of his mother.

"There is a small city ahead, we can replenish some supplies." An Changjing compared their positions with a map.

The car is almost out of gas, and it is urgent to replenish supplies.

When I arrived at the gas station in the city, the car couldn't run anymore. An Changjing went to the gas station to see that the gasoline was gone, and a few zombies were attracted.

Ling Qiong patted down the car window, and Jiang Xunchu opened the window.

The little girl smiled, "Brother, let's practice."

"..."

The dilapidated and messy gas station, the screaming zombies in the distance, and the bright and sweet smile of the girl.

Like a hot breeze in the air, it set off ripples.

Jiang Xunchu lowered his gaze, opened the car door and got out.

The injury on his leg healed, the boy was tall and straight, and his white shirt was as clean as a student sitting in a library.

He took out the gun, opened the safety, loaded it, and took aim as Ling Qiong had taught him before.

"Don't run this way, go around twice more." Ling Qiong commanded An Changjing.

An Changjing: "..."

Am I a tool guy?

Jiang Xunchu's grip was not accurate, and Ling Qiong reminded him.

He tried twice and couldn't get it right.

The back of his hand suddenly had a temperature that didn't belong to him, Ling Qiong held his hand and corrected it bit by bit.

She always speaks softly, but it's not the kind of whine that deliberately drags the tone, but the kind of soft and waxy voice that makes people imagine a cute and well-behaved girl.

Jiang Xunchu was a little distracted, and Ling Qiong said that he only came back to his senses the second time and concentrated.

Jiang Xunchu has been a good student since he was a child, and he is a god-level figure in others.

He knows what he should do to achieve the best results.

But the body never cooperates.

In the words of my former classmates - sports idiots.

Jiang Xunchu didn't even hit the zombie twice, instead he brushed against An Changjing every time.

"Brother, are you aiming at me?" An Changjing jumped over there and asked.

"Feel sorry."

Jiang Xunchu's hands were more like holding a pen.

He is more suitable for writing and drawing in a clean and bright room. He is a pure and elegant young man, just like the hero who came out of a girl's book.

Jiang Xunchu was afraid of accidentally injuring An Changjing, so he didn't dare to shoot again, and got into the car directly.

Ling Qiong killed those zombies so fast that An Changjing didn't even realize it, and all the zombies fell to the ground.

"Brother, don't be discouraged." Ling Qiong comforted her with her arms on the car window, "It doesn't take a day to freeze three feet, and it doesn't take a day to wear dripping water and stones, just practice more."

Jiang Xunchu: "..."

Jiang Xunchu let out a breath and said seriously: "Let me take it easy, I will practice."

That last sentence is quite serious.

But inexplicably, I heard a trace of resistance from the protagonist.

…

Gas stations don't even have gasoline, not even sesame oil.

An Changjing sighed: "Looks like we have to walk into the city."

Ling Qiong stood outside the gas station, looking at the void thoughtfully, and said slowly: "Not necessarily."

"???"

Why not?

Is there any other way?

An Changjing followed Ling Qiong to look, the void was nothing but dust flying in the sunlight.