Survival In the End of the World

"Kill the zombies first, and kill all the nearby zombies!"

Ye Qing'er looked at the blush on the beauty's face, the affection in her eyes, her heart was full of sourness, and she almost couldn't restrain her desire to kill.

"It's okay, the two of us will kill the zombies, and the rest will clean up the streets. We have to find some trucks that can drive."

Li Miaoer pursed her pink lips and thought for a while. If the speed of the thirty or so evolutionaries is fast enough, they can move this afternoon and start building a new base tomorrow.

"Sister Qing'er, Miao'er, let's go to the hospital and the laboratory first, and search for the trapped experimenters and survivors."

"There are also building materials and construction companies, looking for some professional construction engineers, and workers who can build houses."

Chen Yi took Sister Qing'er and Sister Miao by the arms, and walked downstairs slowly. Planning the base was simple.

When construction is required, a professional architect is required to produce detailed construction drawings.

It doesn't work without skilled workers. Building a base is simple and easy, but it's also difficult. It depends on who does it.

If Chen Yi had to build it himself, he wouldn't even be able to mix cement and sand, let alone build a building or a base.

Drawing a specific model of the base, where it will be built, and what security facilities are needed are his strengths.

"Brother, among the survivors we recruited, it seems that two of them work on real estate construction. They should be able to build houses." Li Miaoer said softly.

"They are selling buildings, not building them."

Ye Qing'er couldn't help complaining, the memory of this little bad cat is really touching.

If you help her quit lust and force her to quit, it will be the same as quitting smoking, and she will not be what she is now.

"Xiao Yi, do you want to try the freshly steamed buns?"

Qiu He stood up holding the hot wheat buns, with a very kind expression on his face, a feeling of family affection.

"Sister Qiu, we've already had breakfast, don't worry, we all sit down and eat slowly, and we'll go out to clean up the streets after we've had our fill."

With a considerate smile on Li Miaoer's face, she looked at the energetic subordinates with a sense of recognition.

It was the first time she had managed so many people since she was a child, and it felt so good to have power.

No wonder the ancients said that women should not be powerless for a day.

Only with big fists can you control the power in your hands and enjoy the admiration of others.

Support from the heart, this is the best.

"Sister Meow, Wutong Mountain will definitely be cleaned up today. The scenery over there is very good, and the greenery is also very good. There must be a lot of zombies nearby. I don't know if there are many survivors."

Li Jin was sitting at the entrance of the corridor with chicken legs and steamed buns, his face was covered with sweat, and a pile of chicken bones were thrown under his feet, he looked more edible than his sister Meow.

"What's the matter, with Sister Miao and Sister Qing here, whoever dares to compete with us for territory will kill her alive!"

Ma Jin was very excited as he wiped the bright oily water around his mouth.

This last days is really good, no longer have to work hard to pay off debts, and no longer have to work hard.

"Hope, help me look up their information."

Chen Yi pulled his arm out, sat on the tricycle with his baton, and listened quietly to some noisy chatter.

Name: Gu Nan

Age: 29

Constitution: 147

Spirit: 45

Favor: 84

Bloodline Skill: Manipulate Water Flow

Evolution level: first-order low-level

Name: Wang Minggui

Age: 27

Constitution: 140

Spirit: 30

Favor: 85

Bloodline skill: petrified body

Evolution level: first-order low-level

Name: Ji Yuehao

Age: 34

Constitution: 170

Spirit: 35

Favor: 79

Bloodline Skill: Fury of Berserker

Evolution level: first-order low-level

"The favoritism is all passable. Those with low physique and spirit can be trained as ordinary members, and those with special abilities can be trained as middle-level managers. It is estimated that there will be no ordinary people in the future."

Chen Yi used his mobile phone to write down their information, and kept it for Sister Miao and Sister Qing'er to decide.

I don't plan to get involved, they're all big and thick women, so it's not interesting.

Even if you want to manage it yourself, you have to wait until you have enough strength, otherwise you will definitely be looked down upon.

It's too contemptuous for a weak man to lead them, and these women will certainly not be convinced.

"Brother, is this knife handsome?"

Li Miao'er stretched out her small hands to wrap her soft waist, and curled her pink lips proudly, with an expression of anticipation and praise.

I want to show off, this is a natal artifact.

"It's not bad, it looks better than the big knife before."

Chen Yi put away the phone, and played with the sharp golden knife, the handle was neither slippery nor cold.

The blade is flat and outward, and the blade is engraved with exquisite rose patterns, and there are two ancient characters "Zhanshen" beside the handle.

Snapped.

The golden knife patted his palm lightly, as if dissatisfied with his evaluation.

Such a domineering appearance, cool color matching.

It can also be an evaluation.

"Huh? Is this knife still conscious?"

Chen Yi opened his mouth slightly, very surprised, he didn't expect to have a temper even with a weapon.

It completely broke his common sense, and it cannot be analyzed and explained by science at all.

"Brother, Zhanshen is a growth-type artifact, it can automatically absorb energy, and it can also evolve independently."

Li Miaoer smirked and stretched her little hands into the T-shirt, gently kneading her tender skin, her cute little face turned red, as if she was thinking about something outrageous.

"Xiao Yi, this is a weapon only possessed by top bloodlines. Not only can it cut iron like mud without blood staining, but it can also change its shape automatically. When it evolves to a certain level, it can even fly with a sword."

Ye Qing'er turned her Killing God into a snow-white dagger, and forced it into Chen Yi's hand.

Sitting down and gently hugging his arm, she quietly stretched out her warm jade hand, caressing the tender and smooth skin very much.

"Um"

Chen Yi stared at his deep ice blue eyes, feeling the uncomfortable touch, and wanted to push them away.

It's a pity that I can't push it at all, so I can only bear it silently.

boom!

The golden knife and the snow-white short sword, as if they had a hatred, just touched each other, and swung them spontaneously, but they didn't leave his palm, as if he was a bit reluctant.

"Meow, sister Qing'er, what's going on?"

Chen Yi was holding a sword in one hand and a knife in the other. It was very interesting to watch the two weapons colliding with each other like a child.

"Slaying God and Slashing God, artifacts that are inherently at odds, don't worry about it, it won't break."

Ye Qing'er brought her vermilion lips to her delicate earlobe, felt the tenderness of her hand, smelled the rich fragrance, and really wanted to do something excessive.

"Meower, Sister Qinger, stop making trouble, Sister Qiu and the others are all watching."

Chen Yi threw away the sword in his hand, and violently pushed away the arms of Sister Miao and Sister Qing'er, the delicate skin was a little red and swollen, it was disgusting.

"Cough cough."

"Sister Qiu, Li Jin, have you finished your meal? Get ready, it's time to clean up our city."

Li Miao'er stood on the tricycle with her pink lips pursed, looking at the longing in their eyes, looking very hungry.

I have to find a way to recruit some men. A useless vase is fine, as long as it can extinguish the flames in their hearts.

"Meow, protect your brother well. It's easy to hide from an open gun, but hard to defend against a hidden arrow. Don't patronize killing zombies."

Ye Qing'er held Fang Tian's painted halberd full of blood-colored patterns in one hand, which was the ideal weapon.

More courageous than a mace, more domineering than a stick, you only need to swing with all your strength in a circle, and you can kill a bunch of zombies in an instant.