Sign in at the end of the world: Start by devouring the Flame Demon Lord

Liu Qingfei lowered her eyes, walked in front of Lin Feng, and put on a smile that seemed a little far-fetched:

"Xiaofeng, have you lost control of your emotions recently?"

As a member of the medical team and a proud disciple of Professor Li, Liu Qingfei also knew some of Lin Feng's transformation.

Lin Feng instantly remembered the out-of-control rampage outside a few days ago, and shook his head subconsciously: "No, no..."

But he looked in the direction of Mu Qiu again, looking a little guilty.

He didn't want others to think of him as a monster anymore.

Liu Qingfei's mental state also looked a little bad. She didn't notice Lin Feng's abnormality. She took out a syringe from the medicine box and skillfully drew a tube of blood for Lin Feng.

The fiery red blood was gradually injected into the test tube, and the hot temperature inside could even be felt from the blood like flowing magma.

"It seems that after the death of two professors in the institute, Concubine Qing has gradually taken over some of the institute's affairs..."

After the attack by the Eternal Night Organization, most of the top talents in the Yuhai Institute have passed away, and now they can only rely on the medical team to fill the vacancies.

Ji Yue saw this scene from the side with a sympathetic look on her face.

Family members died one after another, and she had to bear the pressure to continue working. No one could bear such a blow.

But this is a very common thing in this doomsday. How many people are not living under the pressure of the death of their loved ones?

Mu Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the figure of Concubine Liu Qing, wondering what he was thinking.

At this moment, Concubine Liu Qing, who had just drawn Lin Feng's blood, also noticed Mu Qiu's gaze, raised her head in panic, her eyes were a little blurred, and hurriedly said: "I still have some things... I'm leaving first."

After that, she left everyone with a slightly desolate back and hurried away.

Mu Qiu looked at Concubine Liu Qing's back without moving.

He would not deliberately comfort anything.

Some things can only be experienced by oneself, especially in this doomsday. If these setbacks can defeat Liu Qingfei, Mu Qiu will be a little disappointed.

This world has never lacked people with a saintly heart, but those who are too weak and can't withstand the blow will definitely not survive in this cruel world...

After Liu Qingfei left, Mu Qiu walked to the three students who were already panting.

Because of the battle with Mu Qiu, the three students at this moment have exhausted a lot of physical strength. Even Xu Wen, who did not fight in person, had sweat on her forehead due to the overload of supernatural energy.

But Mu Qiu's next sentence made them even more frightened:

"Practice your abilities well, there will be another challenge in three days."

Lin Feng subconsciously remembered the experience of Mu Qiu taking the three of them to the ruins outside the base a few days ago, and his eyes widened: "What? Still, still coming?!"

He didn't expect to have to endure that hellish experience again, and just thinking about it made him horrified.

Mu Qiu smiled, narrowed his eyes, raised a finger and shook it in front of the three people, saying: "It's okay, you'll get used to it in the future..."

Leaving behind a sentence that made the three people shudder, Mu Qiu turned around and left the training base first.

Walking out of the elevator, the sky outside was still clear and bright, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Hurrying survivors passed by on both sides of the road from time to time, ragged and pale.

If these ordinary human survivors want to improve their quality of life, they can only choose to do some hard labor, otherwise it is difficult to make a living by relying on the little food relief every day.

The black windbreaker fluttered, the breeze blew the broken hair on the forehead, and Mu Qiu walked on a street in the base, and there was no one around.

Suddenly, Mu Qiu looked up at the bright sunshine in the sky, and the corners of his mouth rose: "The wind is a bit noisy today, don't you think?"

Mu Qiu slowly looked at a dark alley next to him.

After staring for a few seconds, a slight sigh came from the street: "It is worthy of being Lord Bingjun who has been famous in Yuhai recently. I admire him..."

A man in a black suit walked out of the dark alley, looked at Mu Qiu and bowed slightly, and said: "My chairman wants to invite Lord Bingjun to have a chat. Please give me some face."

"Oh?"

Mu Qiu had already guessed who the chairman mentioned by the man in the suit was, and smiled:

"In that case, it is better to obey than to be respectful..."

He was a little curious about why Zhang Qingwei came to find him at this time.

As soon as the voice fell, the man in the suit raised his hand slightly, and a humming sound of a car engine came from the end of the alley in the distance.

Mu Qiu had a smile on his face. As a businessman, he really acted carefully.

The car sped all the way, attracting the envy of the survivors passing by, but no one dared to approach.

They knew that people who could afford to ride in cars in this base were not people that ordinary people like them could afford to offend.

The car finally stopped at an economic development zone somewhere in the base, and a modern skyscraper appeared in front of Mu Qiu.

The man in a suit opened the car door for Mu Qiu with ease, and then stretched out his hand and said, "The chairman has been waiting for you for a long time..."

Mu Qiu nodded and followed the man in a suit into the building.

The elevators and other equipment in the building were still powered. It would probably take a lot of electricity to maintain power supply for such a huge building.

The elevator light finally stopped on the fifteenth floor. The elevator door opened, and what appeared in front of Mu Qiu was a luxuriously decorated and unique office with carved beams and paintings.

On the leather chair in the center of the office, a middle-aged man with a big belly and a kind face sat on it, holding a handful of prayer beads in his hand and chanting something.

When Mu Qiu entered the office, Zhang Qingwei slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Mu's arrival is really disappointing!"

"There's no need to say polite words. Why did you call me here?"

Mu Qiu sat unceremoniously on the sofa nearby, then picked up the porcelain vase on the shelf and started playing with it.

He had other things to do and was not interested in getting too involved with the old man.

Regarding Mu Qiu's "rudeness", Zhang Qingwei did not show any disgust. On the contrary, he had a smile on his face. Matching his bloated body, he looked like a Maitreya from a distance: "I didn't expect that this little brother is still a sweet-tempered person. In this case, I won’t talk nonsense..."

"I believe little brother Mu has been at Yuhai Base for a while. How much do you know about the current situation in the base?"