Ye Yiming had seen this disaster a long time ago.

I saw that the death knell of the end of the world was ringing dullly, getting closer and closer. It was said that garrison was unkind and garrison never interfered in the struggles of the urban management system.

In fact, it is just a garrison to protect yourself, secretly protect yourself, accumulate strength, and not to lose a slight loss of your own wings for human internal friction.

Why should we protect ourselves? Because garrison must save this life to protect the last dignity of mankind.

In order to prevent human species from being trampled by other species, to pay for all struggles and mistakes.

Cen Yi pursed his lips and closed his eyes heavily among the countless little mice rushing over.

He was silent, his straight shoulders were covered with white snow, and then he collapsed, as if he had a heavy burden on Cen Yi's shoulders.

I can't save it, it's really like Mu Wenbin said, I can't save it.

Because the mouse is so fertile, there is only one community that has been discovered, and what about other communities that have not been discovered?

The underground pipes in Xiangcheng connect to the villages outside Xiangcheng, the small Xiangcheng boundary, and countless pipes connect to other cities... To what extent does the zombies and mice spread?

Who knows?

On the phone, Ye Yiming was also silent. After a long time, he spoke slowly and whispered:

"Wolf cub, if you don't want to do it anymore, I'll let you go."

He is only 18 years old, what a good young man. If he were placed before the end of the world, Ye Yiming would use all means to cultivate this kid well.

But this is the end of the world, the world is in chaos and the years are turbulent, and the garrison is about to fight to the death. Ye Yiming suddenly couldn't bear to leave such a good young man, and wasted his life for the mistakes of the two old dogs Gong Jingye and Wen Hongtu.

I still have time, and I can still enjoy a period of life as an ordinary young man.

You can also go to a place where there is no outbreak of mutated viruses, have a relationship, and be filial to the elders.

What Ye Yiming said is true.

Cen Yi let out a "spray" and pulled the collar in front of his throat irritably. He held his neck up, looked at the snowflakes in the sky, unbuttoned the buttons of the garage combat uniforms in front of his neck, and blades were flying around him, cutting the little mice.

Cen Yi scolded:

"You look down on me too much. My dad knew it was dead and hadn't escaped yet. What's more, it's my master and Ye Yiming. You should quickly apply for retirement now. You are old and can't do it anymore. Let me give you the position of the highest commander of the Xiangcheng garrison to me. I'll kill one, and two kill one pair!"

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, I'm dead, you can take over the flag of our Xiangcheng garrison."

Ye Yiming was overjoyed when he heard this. He was not afraid of death in the garrison. He was not afraid of death, because after his death, there would be a wolf cub like Cen Yi who would bite him and this end of the world.

In the community, Cen Yi inexplicably hung up Ye Yiming's phone call. He didn't know what Ye Yiming was nervous, and felt that Ye Yiming seemed to be explaining his funeral.

Behind him, Lu Zhengqing was answering Ajiu's call. After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhengqing came forward, stood in the middle of a flying blade, and said to Cen Yi:

"Jiu'er said that he had already opened the warehouse door of a mission center, and there was a warehouse supply inside, so he had to find someone to move it."

"Don't there be any rats there?"

Cen Yi looked down at his phone and sent a message to Qiao Lingxiang to report his safety. When Lu Zhengqing said that there was no, he said:

"Then let Zhao Long go and help move. The first wave of people who left the city will start moving. I am worried that there will be no energy crystals on the side of Ayaka now, so I will ask Zhao Long to grab a few energy crystals for her... I said, your relatives, just use Ayaka as energy crystals, what kind of mine is digging? Our energy stone mine is not sold."

After hearing Cen Yi's words, Lu Zhengqing smiled and shrugged, saying:

"I have no objection to this. We need to use Xiangxiang in our family. Let Zhao Long just go and get it."

He said, holding a machete in his hand. Seeing a mouse who had luckily rushed into the flying sword formation, he went up and chopped the mouse. He turned around and raised the machete in Cen Yiyang and said:

"It's better for you to kill the mouse, and there's no pressure to cut the mouse."

Cen Yi raised his eyebrows and said nothing. The person who was sending a text message to Qiao Lingxiang had no time to pay attention to Lu Zhengqing.

On Qiao Lingxiang's side, she held the entire medical site alone, and there was no pressure except for insufficient fat energy.

By the evening, Zhao Long had brought her all the energy crystals. She sucked all of the seven energy crystals on a bus into shriveled matchsticks, and none of them could be used.

Zhao Long also secretly captured many relatives of the Lu family for her, blindfolded their eyes, blocked their mouths, tied their hands and feet, and quietly sent them to the toilet next to the command center for Qiao Lingxiang to absorb.

Soon, all the relatives of the Lu family turned into stickmans, and they didn't know how they became.

I only knew that I was inexplicably trapped in a sack, and then taken to a stinky place, touched by a pair of tender hands a few times. When I came back, they turned into match sticks.

This world is so terrifying...

In the early morning, all the garrisons who were caught and bitten by zombies and mice, except for some trauma, their body temperature began to decline.

Zhao Long found Qiao Lingxiang and told her that Ajiu found the food in the mission center and needed someone to drag it out.

Qiao Lingxiang, who weighs 140 kilograms, said to Zhao Long while yawning:

"Do you want to drive there? Why don't you ask Captain Fan to send a few people to help? There are a small warehouse of supplies. There must be a lot of supplies. Brother Zhao Long, you can't move here alone."

Zhao Long looked around the tent. Except for the injured sleeping on the folding bed, there was no one else here, so he whispered to Qiao Lingxiang.

"Will he help? Will he arrest us? After all, we are robbing Gong Jingye's supplies. It's not good to tell me."

On the folding bed, a garrison was not healed. Suddenly, she sat up, patted her thighs, and said to Zhao Long:

"I'm afraid of Mao, let's go. I'll go with you and help you move supplies."

Behind Qiao Lingxiang, a garrison raised his wounded hand. Although he was a little weak, he seemed very interested, and said:

"I'll go too, Zhao Long, I'm the one who can be so relieved."

Several more garrisons sat up, all of them had no healing of trauma, and they also raised their hands to sign up.

"I, I'm the one, I'm going to participate."

"Of course I can't forget me."

"I, I, I want to go too."...
Chapter completed!