Survival In the End of the World

"Xiao Yi, I told Li Jin and the others to take two hundred people out, and Ji Chang and the others will follow along. After killing the zombies, we can move supplies and recruit some survivors along the way."

Ye Qing'er gently opened her red lips and replied, with an excited look on her reddish pretty face, she slaughtered to her heart's content, hundreds of thousands of zombies, killing all of them would definitely increase her strength a lot.

"That's fine, let's talk about it when we get to Yuncheng."

Chen Yi pursed his dry thin lips, handed the reviewed documents to the guards, and walked downstairs with his arms around Sister Miao and Sister Qinger's waists, reviewing the status of each department by the way.

Generally speaking, it's okay. The zoning and planning of various departments, except that the manpower is not enough, the others are pretty good, and the spirit and interest of the members are also very exciting.

"Sister Qing'er, I have never been to Yuncheng, so you should drive. Be careful on the road and don't drive too fast."

Chen Yi hugged Sister Meow and sat in the back seat. The clean and bright modified truck had already driven out, and the new survivors were also looking at this side, looking very curious.

"Xiaoyi, Yuncheng is very close to Piaoxue City, along the Piaoxue Expressway, you can drive directly to Yuncheng Expressway."

Ye Qing'er pursed her plump lips, sat in the driver's seat and started the off-road vehicle, led the long steel convoy, and drove out quickly. The expressway had been cleared.

It’s better to drive at high speed, without worrying about zombie attacks, the whole process is unimpeded, just fill up the accelerator and rush forward, and you can enjoy the comfort brought by drag racing.

"Brother, do you want some snacks?"

Li Miaoer reached out for a few bags of potato chips and shrimp crackers, leaned on the soft leg pillow, and admired the holy face of the little fairy.

The thin lips, the extremely handsome face, the holy and charming temperament, and the elegant demeanor are so perfect.

If it wasn't because I have to kill zombies later, I really want to do some fun things and enjoy it to my heart's content.

"Meow, don't move around, brother will feed you snacks."

Chen Yi looked down at Sister Meow's cute little face, smiled mischievously, couldn't help stretching out his hands to pinch the tender dimples, and then opened two packs of hardcover potato chips.

Feeding the kitten unhurriedly, watching the gradually satisfied expression, has a particularly pleasant sense of accomplishment.

"Ah woo."

As soon as she swallowed the last piece of salty potato chips, Li Miaoer stared at her watery pink eyes, sat up abruptly, put her arms around the soft little fairy boy, and kissed her too much.

The cute little face turned red, as if she was angry, she was too ashamed to be seen, and after eating two bags of potato chips, she was very thirsty, just ask for it as much as she wants.

"Well"

Chen Yi squinted his deep starry eyes, leaned on the soft seat, and kissed deeply obediently. His sweet mouth with the taste of potato chips was very nice and comfortable.

"snort!"

Ye Qing'er turned her head to look a few times, and snorted coldly in displeasure, she is really an inappropriate little naughty cat, if only she could be hung up and whipped, it would be great, I miss the old days so much.

Bullying the naughty little Miaomiao, you can knead it as you want without any effort, just like now.

Forcibly rubbing meow will also be bullied in turn. If it weren't for my own strength, I probably wouldn't be able to do it long ago.

"Huchi Meower, stop making trouble."

After kissing heartily for a while, Chen Yi squinted his starry eyes, opened the car window and took a deep breath of fresh air.

The scenery on the side of the road changed rapidly, and Qinger seemed to be angry. She was driving very fast. Fortunately, the highway was quite flat, and the performance and shock resistance of the off-road vehicle were also very good.

"Brother, will there be any survivors in these villages?"

Li Miao'er turned over and lay on the side, looking at the small village near the highway. The possibility is quite high. People who often do farm work have strong physical strength, and they can definitely kill ordinary zombies.

If you are more daring, watch some zombie movies, dig out spars and eat them, maybe you can lead the survivors in the village to build a small gathering place.

"Some villages have it, some don't. The probability is not very high. When you come back, get a horn, walk slowly along the road and shout, and see if you can recruit survivors."

Chen Yi closed his eyes, lay down comfortably, resting his head on a soft leg pillow, letting his sister Meow caress his face, thinking about how to quickly recruit survivors.

In the future, I have to study the radio, the radio that can withstand the radiation of blood rain, and can also transmit the recruitment information to the radio on the mobile phone, so it will be much faster.

The single survivors, as well as some small forces, must know that the Internet and the phone are useless, but the radio is somewhat hopeful. It is estimated that many people often check it.

When it was developed, it directly stated the address, and then exaggerated the strength of its own forces, as well as the particularly good treatment.

The survivors who got the information would definitely have the idea of ​​coming over, but how many people can come over is a problem.

Ordinary low-level evolutionists have very little chance of avoiding the attacks of zombies and mutant beasts. It is also a big question whether powerful evolutionists are interested in defecting.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Li Miao'er picked up the little fairy boy who was in deep thought, with a curious expression floating on his red face.

"Meow, Sister Qing'er, we have to kill the zombies as soon as possible, and we can't let the zombies kill humans everywhere. There are not many survivors, and there may be no ordinary people after a while."

Chen Yi opened his star eyes and said softly, studying this kind of unreliable radio, it is better to clean up the zombies in the city as soon as possible.

Killing the zombies in the surrounding cities will not only increase the strength of your own forces, but also quickly incorporate survivors of all sizes, gradually forming a powerful end-time base.

When the population reaches hundreds of thousands or more, there is no need to expand rapidly, and you can develop with peace of mind.

At that time, scientific research, education, people's livelihood, and commerce are the most important things. Cultivate the next generation of successors and improve the quality of life and economic strength of members of the power.

"Xiao Yi, there are not many ordinary people now, except for those who are hiding, the rest are in other forces."

Ye Qing'er pursed her slightly dry red lips. Normal people would have died long ago without anyone to protect them. Those who can hide from being found by zombies are basically very smart people.

There are also scientists and so on. Before the zombie crisis broke out, the probability of being infected was very small, but the probability of survival was also small. It is a pity to think about those dead scientists.

"Sister Qing'er, clean up Yuncheng today. Tomorrow I will go out with you to kill zombies. My brother can just stay at home and finish killing the zombies in Xuezhou as soon as possible."

Li Miaoer frowned slightly and thought about it. There are four big cities and three small cities in Selangor, with a floating population of nearly 500 million. The existing zombies are estimated to be tens of millions, and humans are not sure.

There may be hundreds of thousands, or there may be only tens of thousands. If a big city is cleared in two days, the entire Selangor State can be conquered in less than half a month, and then you can rest in peace.

"Meow, let Xiaoyi be a boy to guard the house. There are so many women in the base. Is it really okay?"

Ye Qing'er thought about it for a while, thinking about Keren's strong physique, and what her subordinates were bragging about.

It is outrageous to say that the strongest in the base are not them, but their own cuteness.