Wandering the Heavens: Becoming a Killer

The two of them were so close that they had to face each other.

"Do you think I'm a human? You and I are fundamentally different. This body is just for you to understand my existence."

"Do your own job well, change into suitable combat clothes and come to eat. What I need is a warrior, not a prostitute."

Wang Lun said coldly, which made Qin Su completely believe that the other party was really a messenger of the gods, not a disguised human.

"Thank you for your guidance, Lord God's Messenger. I will definitely become the sharpest spear in your hand!"

Qin Su's worldview was reshaped. Everything in the first half of his life was no longer important. What was important was to accompany Lord God's Messenger to rebuild human civilization in troubled times.

Wang Lun nodded. Qin Su was courageous and intelligent. As long as he trained her a little, she might be able to help him restore human civilization after he left. How could he let her be restrained by lust?

Soon, Qin Su changed into a clean and neat outfit and cut her long hair, looking very capable.

"Yes, let's eat. Tomorrow we have to clean up the zombies nearby and look for survivors."

Wang Lun said.

Qin Su sat on the chair next to the dining table, looked at the sumptuous meal, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

For three months, she had been eating their leftovers, and finally one day she could eat normal meals.

After dinner, Qin Su cleaned up the dishes and came to Wang Lun to give advice.

"Lord God's Messenger, if you want to build a shelter, it's very simple. Just broadcast a radio program to the whole city to absorb those who have no food."

"The difficulty lies in how those people get here and what they will do after they get here. It's impossible for them to just consume our supplies. That would be meaningless."

Qin Su is worthy of being a graduate of a prestigious university. She began to think about these realistic problems while eating.

Wang Lun was very happy to see that the other party had completed the transformation so quickly. After all, when he was watching TV before.

Those women who were bullied generally lost hope of life, and even if they survived, they didn't have much vitality.

Those with a tough character also took a long time to recover.

"You are right. Everyone who comes here must abide by my rules and work hard to get supplies."

"I won't stay in this world for too long. If I can clear the zombies in this city and build a human base camp, it will be a victory. The follow-up matters will depend on your own efforts."

Wang Lun also revealed a little news. After all, he still had to rely on Qin Su to solve his affairs after his death.

Qin Su didn't expect Wang Lun to say this. He thought Wang Lun would stay in human society forever.

"Lord God's messenger, when you leave, can you take me with you?"

Qin Su's vision is no longer limited to one planet, but wants to see the wider universe.

"No, you have to shoulder the responsibility and mission of completely eliminating zombies, how can you leave with me."

Wang Lun refused, how can I complete the special task if you leave.

Besides, there is no other better tool person.

Qin Su sighed secretly, but this is already very good.

The next day.

Wang Lun asked Qin Su to look after the supermarket, and drove to the radio station alone.

If you want to gather survivors, you must let them know your existence.

At the same time, Wang Lun will also spread some flyers. Fortunately, the supermarket has a full range of computers and printers, otherwise Wang Lun will have to draw by hand.

While Wang Lun was driving to distribute flyers, some survivors who went out to scavenge picked up Wang Lun's flyers.

[The Central Mall has a large amount of daily necessities, and the Church of Slaughter absorbs a large number of survivors. Those who are interested can go there by themselves. 】

A team of survivors looked at the flyers in their hands, feeling extremely strange.

This end of the world is coming, all kinds of monsters and demons have come out.

The Church of Slaughter? It is not a proper church at first glance.

"Brother, I have heard of the Central Mall. It is one of the largest malls in the city. There are definitely a lot of supplies. Unfortunately, the security facilities are very good and we can't attack it at all."

The younger brother explained.

"Let's go and take a look. The food is almost gone. We can't let the brothers starve!"

Wang Dabao put the flyer in his hand into his pocket and drove to the Central Mall.

The temptation of supplies is huge. Some brave people began to go to the Central Mall. Regardless of whether it is a conspiracy, they will fill their stomachs first.

Wang Lun came to the radio station and found that the power had been cut off inside. He didn't know if there was anyone.

He went directly to the broadcasting room, but found that here

It was locked.

Wang Lun punched through the door of the broadcasting room, and a cry of surprise came from inside.

"Who are you?"

A big man said in horror.

"Who are you? Is there anyone else here?"

Wang Lun said calmly, looking at the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wondering if it would be useful.

"I am Lu Gao, the host of the radio station. I survived by hiding here."

Lu Gao said frankly that the other party did not look like a good person and could not be offended.

"I am the Destruction Priest of the God of Killing and Destruction. I have built a shelter in the Central Mall. If you are interested, you can go with me."

Wang Lun smiled.

Lu Gao trembled when he saw the other party's creepy smile.

Especially the church priest who had never heard of it. You must know that the church is not a good thing in this country. Except for the two local sects, most of the others are cults.

"I'm not interested. I don't know why you came here?"

"Of course, I want to spread the news that I have established a shelter, take in survivors, and rebuild human civilization in the end times."

Wang Lun said frankly, but he didn't know if the other party would believe it.

Rebuilding human civilization, Lu Gao was a little dazed when he heard this.

The zombie virus killed at least 80% of the world's people. Can humans still rebuild civilization?

"Father of destruction, it's a pity that the radio station has no power supply and can't spread the news."

Lu Gao said helplessly. Although he didn't understand the other party's origin, at least his original intention was good.

"Then is there any machine for me to take away? There is a solar power supply system in the central mall, and I can use it directly when the time comes."

Wang Lun was not very clear about this.

"Father, forgive me for being blunt, if you want to spread it more widely, the transmitting tower is indispensable."

Lu Gao shook his head.

Seeing this, Wang Lun also understood that if he wanted to use the radio to convey the message, he had to at least restore the power system.

Fortunately, zombies only eat people and don't destroy public facilities.

"In that case, I can only put the plan on hold for now. Are you sure you don't want to go with me? It's not safe here, and you don't have enough food."

Wang Lun advised. After all, he was a host, and he knew a lot about radio stations, so he was considered a technical talent.

Lü Gao hesitated for a while. He really didn't have enough food. The priest of destruction looked ferocious, but after a conversation, he was not scary.

"Then I'll trouble you, Father."

"It's a small matter, and you won't eat and drink for free. The shelter needs a lot of people to work."

Wang Lun reminded the other party so that he wouldn't know what he was going to face when he went there.

At noon, nearly a hundred survivors came to the vicinity of the Central Mall after seeing the flyers.