The wood type superpower who is reborn in the apocalypse

Leng Ning then smiled.

Only then did she realize that she had thought she wasn't worried before, but actually she was.

Leng Ning smiled at Zheng Peng again and expressed his thanks.

Her nerves seemed a little tense.

Teacher Jiang has already left with most of the people. Now that they are weak, how can they not be worried at all.

At this time, Yuan Xing fetched two more oil barrels.

It just so happened that the oil barrels that Leng Ning and Zheng Peng put in at the beginning were already full of oil.

Yuan Xing stepped forward without saying a word, helped the two of them move the oil drum, and then replaced it with the oil drum he had just taken.

Seeing that Yuan Xingguo was so powerful, Zheng Peng showed envy again.

"Send these two barrels of oil to the car, and you can set off. I will handle the rest." Leng Ning said to Yuan Xing in a deep voice.

It's already nine o'clock, and it will be lunch time in three hours. According to the current situation, she might not be able to eat the lunch cooked by her mother later.

"Boss - you -" Before Yuan Xing could speak, Zheng Peng spoke worriedly.

"Don't worry, although I'm not as strong as Yuan Xing, I can still carry something of one to two hundred kilograms easily." Besides, she still has Xiaoman.

With Xiaoman's help, her total strength is probably not much lower than Yuan Xing's.

Zheng Peng's eyes widened again.

One - one or two hundred pounds, easily?

I can't believe that Leng Ning, who has small arms and legs, has such abilities.

Yuan Xing patted Zheng Peng on the shoulder with an expression like "Have you gained experience now?"

"Boss's current wood-type mutation ability has reached the middle stage of the third level, and his strength is at least dozens of times that of ours. Don't worry about it." Then he said to Zheng Peng with a smile.

Dozens of times?

Zheng Peng stared at Leng Ning blankly, unable to believe it.

"Go." Seeing Zheng Peng's appearance, Leng Ning couldn't help but smile.

Zheng Peng quickly came to his senses, feeling a little embarrassed about his gaffe.

Yuan Xing raised his lips and stopped watching the show.

Start carrying the packed oil drums onto the van.

Zheng Peng hurriedly helped look at the direction and organize the car parts, cooperating with Yuan Xing.

Soon, the two of them placed the oil drums properly.

"Boss, let's go!" Yuan Xing stuck his head out from the passenger seat and waved to Leng Ning.

"Well! Do things quickly and don't procrastinate! I'll wait for you to take me back for lunch!" Leng Ning ordered.

"No problem!" As soon as Yuan Xing finished speaking, the van drove out.

Leng Ning looked back at the oil gun that was still pumping out oil.

Then Xiaoman was released, and he leisurely dealt with a few zombies that came after hearing the sound.

Then the new oil drum was filled.

Leng Ning turned off the oil gun and directed Xiaoman to help him move the oil drum aside.

Then he went to the underground oil depot and brought up two more oil drums.

Then continue to add oil.

Repeat these operations.

Soon, Leng Ning filled all the remaining six oil barrels.

I looked at the time, it was exactly half past nine.

After doing so much work, Leng Ning felt a little hungry.

I remembered that there were snacks at the gas station, so I immediately went to get some.

Who knows, the sound of a car suddenly came from not far away.

Leng Ning was happy, thinking that Yuan Xing and Zheng Peng were back.

But the front of the car exposed at the corner was not Zheng Peng's van, but a pickup truck.

Leng Ning's expression changed and he wanted to hide.

But it was too late, because the people in the other cab and the co-pilot had already spotted her.

Glancing at the six barrels of oil that he had worked so hard to pack, Leng Ning simply chose not to hide.

Soon, two pickup trucks stopped in front of the gas station.