The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

They were both exposed to the scorching sun, but the torture and weakening suffered by these eight superpowers was more serious than that of zombies, because even if their bodies were strengthened by superpowers, they were still human beings, and in the scorching heat, they were still human beings. Under the scorching sun, they will not only be physically tortured by the high temperature, but also suffer from negative, lazy, and painful emotions in their hearts.

The psychological pressure they endure in turn makes them feel that the physical torture they suffer is more serious than it actually is. Such superposition of mental and physical pain, and the mutual influence of both sides, will only make these superpowers feel unbearable and feel The pain is endless, and naturally their mental state is even worse.

Compared with people with superpowers, zombies are much better. They are already dead corpses. Many zombies do not even have sanity. They rely entirely on Xuan Yuan's mental control. Naturally, they will not have pain or negative psychological experiences, and they will not be born with sanity. The zombies cannot be considered independent individuals at all, they are just a group of corpse puppets.

But it has to be said that these zombies are still very hardworking and capable when they are controlled. After all, they are corpses and are not affected by the sun. Even if their corpses are heated by the sun, their bodies are stiff and lifeless. Their hands and feet are weak from the sun, but as long as the instructions given by the person controlling them are not interrupted, they will continue to work diligently.

Mixed among a group of zombies who know no pain, no complaints of tiredness, no sluggishness, no need to be pushed but also work diligently, the eight-person mercenary team, with expressions of hopelessness and full of doubts about life, strives to follow the zombies. Walking at the pace of the zombies, they struggled to haul the materials for building the base. They did not dare to fall behind, because the last person who fell behind was directly dragged up by the zombies.

Even if the instincts of these zombies are suppressed when they are controlled by people, they will not have the desire to bite them, but who knows whether these zombies will suddenly go crazy. Even if they don't go crazy, what if the zombie's subordinates move carelessly and scratch their skin with their claws? what to do? The zombie virus is contagious! Moreover, being too close to zombies made them panic!

Under Xuan Yuan's tyranny and force, these eight mercenaries had the strength to kill some low-level zombies. Even if they were very afraid of working with zombies and going out together, they did not dare to actually kill zombies. of. Because on the first day they were captured, Xuan Yuan had threatened them: If they were guilty bodies like them, even if they cut off the heads of unconscious elementary zombies, Xuan Yuan would chop off their heads.

Therefore, for the sake of their own lives, these mercenaries still have to lower their heads and work honestly, without daring to disobey at all. After the doomsday comes, it is not easy for everyone to save their lives. They want to kill people and rob property when they see the money. They fail and are captured but save their lives. They are already very lucky. Don't throw away your life in vain again. .

After walking for another ten minutes under the scorching sun, the group finally arrived at their destination. They saw a lot of wood and stones scattered on a relatively flat hillside halfway up the mountain. Every stone and piece of wood was carried out from the mountains with great pains. It was the crystallization of the sweat of the mercenaries and zombies.

On this hillside, apart from a piece of scattered stones, a group of zombies were busy building a wall at the edge of the hillside. They were building a wall under Xuan Yuan's control. Although the junior zombies are not very strong, they are better at not getting tired, so these zombies with zero consumption and zero complaints silently took over the most physically demanding work, lifting and stacking large rocks, and then reinforced them with soil and cement. , building a city wall from scratch.

Of course, the city walls built in this way are not as strong as modern urban reinforced concrete, but after the end of the world, in addition to the city walls that already existed before the end of the world, it will be too difficult to build city walls with reinforced concrete and other materials from scratch. The end of the world will make everyone The suspension of industrialized industries can almost be said to have instantly regressed back to the era of cold weapons. Naturally, city walls can only be made of stone, earth and cement.

After dragging the wood and stones behind him to the designated location, the captain of the eight-man mercenary team immediately pulled off the reins on his back. Kong Wu, a strong man with a long and narrow scar on his face, breathed a sigh of relief. It felt so good to relax and no longer have to drag heavy objects around. His body was now full of traces of the reins. Even if he was a superpower with enhanced physical strength, he couldn't bear it.

After hauling the materials needed to build a base, the eight of them could take a rest. They were all wallowing in the doomsday. At this time, they had nothing to pay attention to, so they found a place with barely any shade. I sat down on my butt, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. I really wanted to collapse and never move again.

After resting for a while, after drinking the water created by the water superpower, the eight people couldn't help but cast their eyes on the zombies who were still busy building the wall not far away. Looking at the section of the wall that had begun to take shape, the eight people couldn't help but look at the wall. The mercenaries felt really tired. Their sweat had condensed in this section of the wall. However, this base wall was destined to be a failure!

This was the first time they heard that someone built a base halfway up a mountain instead of on a plain. Not to mention how much energy it would take to build it like this, they just said the base was built on a mountain. What if it was surrounded by zombies? Well, even if the leader of this base can control the zombies and is not afraid of this, building the base on a mountain will also affect the later development!

Um, no, why should they think about whether it would be convenient to build a base here for later development? Shouldn't their attitude be indifferent and indifferent, and no matter what happens, it's enough for them to survive? The boss of the mercenary team with scars on his face fell silent for a moment because he was subconsciously thinking about living in this base in the future.

He didn't expect that in just a few days, he would actually have some inexplicable feelings about this cheating base that forced people to live with zombies. It seemed that he was willing to work in this base where there was no trace See, the desire to continue living in the base is completely empty talk. There must be something wrong with this, because Ming Ming had previously thought that building a base where people and zombies could coexist peacefully was completely impossible.

Really...the law of true fragrance cannot be broken.

"I mean... if, if the current life can last forever, then it's okay to stay here and try to escape back to the S city base." Just when the scar-faced boss couldn't help but review whether he was really good, before The poor middle-aged monkey who was controlled by Xuan Yuan and hit the wall of the villa at high speed suddenly murmured. His voice was hoarse, the sequelae of thirst for water, and his tone was hesitant, as if with inexplicable emotion.

As soon as the thin monkey middle-aged man finished speaking, the other seven people suddenly turned their heads and looked at him, all with disbelief in their eyes, as if you have such a virtuous reaction. Being stared at strangely by the other seven people, the thin middle-aged man couldn't help but blush. He couldn't react in time. He scratched his neck and asked, "It's all up to me. I'm just saying what's on my mind."

Facing the weirder looks of the other seven people, the thin monkey middle-aged man's throat twitched twice, and he said with a blushing face: "Although I have to work under the bright sun every day here, it is a bit hard, and it's also hard." We have to stay with the zombies, but...but... we don’t have to worry about food and drink! Moreover, the zombies are a little stiffer and their skin is a little pale. Whether they attack us or not, our safety is completely guaranteed, so we don’t have to worry about living like this."

The middle-aged Slender Monkey is originally a man with no skills. If he hadn't awakened his powers and become a mercenary with good strength after the end of the world, he would have been in trouble for a long time. Generally, useless people are not raised in bases, like Slender Monkey. Middle-aged monkeys like this have no special skills and are not competitive. They can't find a job in the base.

But are mercenaries so easy to be a mercenary? They, a team of superpowers who take missions in exchange for supplies, always put their heads in their waistbands every time they go on a mission. They may die in battle at any time, and their safety is completely unprotected. , and there are no tasks to collect, no supplies, and life is tight, which may not be comfortable.

The middle-aged thin monkey looked around and couldn't help but share the information he got with his companions: "Although the zombie Qining is very difficult to mess with, the couple is still very easy to talk to. It was indeed us who provoked them before. , But as long as we stop killing people and robbing supplies in the future, and sincerely apologize, they can still stop holding grudges about the past and get over this."

"They also said that if there are enough zombies nearby, we will no longer have to do manual labor and can do more detailed work. After all, those junior zombies are not sane and are very troublesome to control. Doing heavy physical work Life is pretty easy, but the detailed and complicated work can only be done by humans. Even if we have criminal records, we are just the eight of us. We can still live a stable life if we behave well."

The middle-aged Slender Monkey didn't have any big ambitions, and said very clearly: "In today's world, it's enough to find a place to live. I think it's good here. If this is a situation where people and zombies can coexist without harming each other, If we can continue to do so, then I will stay here with peace of mind. Life is not life anyway, and besides, we have no better choice.”

After he finished speaking, the other seven people suddenly fell into silence, each having their own thoughts, which were complicated and difficult to describe.