After the second simulation, Li Guanqi cried for a long time, unwilling to accept the reality.

But reality is like this.

Whether you accept it or not, it has happened.

Now Li Guanqi just wants to find Guanmeng's refuge. At least, at least he, an unfilial son, must...kneel down in front of his parents' graves.

"you."

Li Guanqi slowly turned around and looked at the half-molded body on the ground.

"?!"

Feng Yao and Li Guanqi's cold blue eyes met, and his body suddenly trembled, and his face turned pale.

He clearly felt the high-level suppression coming from the different blood!

"What happened to the new era of different-blooded superhumans in a hundred years?"

Li Guanqi slowly walked up to Feng Yao, looking down at this new apocalyptic human being with only half of his body left, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"You are even more sensitive to strange blood than the natives of this strange world.

I have restrained my breath, but the foreign blood in your body can still feel the power of the foreign blood in my body, and even responded to the resonance between the different blood...

And this..."

Li Guanqi stretched out his hand and grabbed the white ball of light floating in front of Feng Yao, feeling a little confused.

This white ball of light is the reward given to him by the simulator, and it is the "map" leading to the Dream Viewing Sanctuary.

He followed the guidance of the light ball in the wilderness and ran all the way here.

Due to the guidance of the light ball, he came completely along the shortest straight line.

In the first simulation, it took Li Guanqi ten days to find the right path.

But now, with the help of the light ball, it only took him half a day to reach his hometown - Yucheng!

However.

The ball of light arrived in Yucheng, but at this moment it was suspended in front of this one-dimensional metahuman with different blood, unable to leave.

So...the next route information and intelligence need to be obtained from this person?

"What's your name?"

"Feng, Feng Yao."

"Drink it."

Li Guanqi forced a drop of his own blood from his fingertips and sprinkled it into the mouth of the half-dead Feng Yao.

And Feng Yao did not resist.

As a one-level metahuman with different blood, after drinking Li Guanqi's powerful blood, his lower body grew almost instantly. Not only did his injuries remain intact, but his own aura even increased a bit.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Feng Yao quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Li Guanqi several times.

"stop."

Li Guanqi frowned.

"Yes, yes!"

Feng Yao trembled and stopped kowtowing. Instead, he knelt on the ground with his forehead close to the ground and did not dare to look directly at Li Guanqi.

Thirty years of crawling around in the wasteland have taught this man a clear truth.

——Some strong people don’t like to be looked at directly by weak people.

The slightest disrespect is death.

And those good-tempered and strong people who don't care about superiority and inferiority will not lose a piece of flesh even if they kneel down.

In the wasteland world, the more stable you are, the longer you can live.

"tell me."

Li Guanqi looked down at Feng Yao, who was kneeling on the ground and shivering, and said calmly: "What is the situation in this era?"

"When exactly will the end of the world occur?"

“Why can’t human technology resist?”

"How did these different blood zombies break out?"

"Also, this is Yucheng. Not far outside the city is the world's first extraordinary university. Forget about other cities, why did even this place fall?"

"And... forget it."

Li Guanqi shook his head, "I have a lot of questions, and I can't finish them all in a while."

"Take me to the camp where you survivors live and tell me the whole story."

"Camp?"

Feng Yao was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "I, I will take you back to the Ziye Tribe right now, just outside the city. You come with me..."

"Just point in the direction."

Li Guanqi grabbed his shoulder with his left hand and directly lifted the man who was over 1.8 meters tall. Then he made a seal with his right hand and used his lv.49 spiritual power to exert the wind control technique with all his strength. In an instant, it turned into a gust of wind and shot straight into the sky.

"Hey wait! My knife! And my water! Those hiking bags are full of water!"

However, Feng Yao looked at the ruins of the convenience store below and shouted anxiously.

"Hush, rest, rest!"

Li Guanqi hooked his fingers slightly, and a few wisps of strong wind flew out, sweeping away the remains of the ruins of the convenience store. He rolled up the Mo Dao and seven hiking bags, held them up with the breeze, and suspended them by his side.

And then.

Li Guanqi no longer held back, his spiritual power exploded, and his whole person turned into a raging storm, quickly passing through the sky above the ruins of Yucheng at an astonishing speed far exceeding that of an airplane!

…

…

"This is the Purple Leaf Tribe you mentioned? With purple leaves, no wonder it's called Purple Leaf, but... this is your tribe? Are you sure?"

A few minutes later.

Li Guanqi dispersed the strong wind, grabbed Feng Yao, and landed in a strange purple-black forest.

He first glanced at the dark cave in the distance, and then looked at Feng Yao beside him in surprise.

In the simulator situation, shouldn't this guy be from the Minghua Tribe?

"Well...it's not mine."

Feng Yao held Mo Dao in his right hand and stood next to seven huge hiking bags filled with water bottles. His eyes were complicated, as if he was recalling some bad memories.

"I had been hanging out with the Minghua tribe before, but a month ago I followed the team out to collect supplies and was chased by the zombie army.

I got separated from the team, and then I wanted to break out of the encirclement, but I couldn't tell the direction, so I just killed, hunted, hidden, hidden, hidden.

After running away in the wilderness and hiding for more than ten days, I felt that there were fewer and fewer zombies, or even none.

I just realized that zombies don't dare to come into this area.

I know there must be something wrong here, but I have no choice, either come in or be eaten by zombies, so I can only choose to continue coming in.

After coming in, I quickly followed some human footprints and found this purple leaf tribe. I can only be regarded as a temporary outsider.

Forehead……"

Speaking of this, Feng Yao's expression changed slightly, and he looked around with a worried look on his face, "Speaking of which, no zombies dared to approach that city block just now. I thought it was some kind of paradise on earth.

It turns out that this is the territory of a zombie king, so the nearby zombies don’t dare to go in. Then, is it possible that the Purple Leaf Tribe is also here?!"

"Zombie King?"

Li Guanqi's eyes remained calm, "That's just a zombie that is comparable to the third-level body refining realm, and it can only barely reach the sides of the third-level body. Feng Yao, the strongest you have ever heard of... Well, forget it."

He shook his head and said, "I have too many questions to ask. Let's ask them together later."

"I will tell you everything I know. Boss, please come here!"

Feng Yao quickly tied the seven hiking bags on the ground with ropes, then carried them all up, and then began to lead the way towards the dark cave ahead.

"Boss, this way."

Feng Yao carried a mountaineering bag and swerved in the dark and tangled cave, heading deeper into the cave.

It seems that the real location of this purple leaf tribe is in a more hidden part of the cave.

"Grass, I almost forgot. If you don't wipe it off, it will be corroded."

As he walked, Feng Yao suddenly murmured, and then took out a white towel from one of the hiking bags, wiping his Mo Dao as he walked.

soon.
To be continued...