A childish voice came, a little girl of six or seven years old. Her face didn't seem to have any flesh at all. It looked like there was only a layer of hungry greenish-yellow. Her high cheekbones made her eyes look big. Her body
Thin and slender, like a thin bamboo.
"Cui Cui is good, come and carry me on my sister's back."
A girl bent down. She was long and thin, about fifteen or six years old, with a blue face, a blue neck, a thin and haggard face, and a pair of watery eyes.
With a touch of sadness.
It can be seen that the girl is definitely a beauty.
"Ah sister, come up."
Seeing that the little girl was a little hesitant, a pair of slightly dry lips opened slightly, and the voice was vicissitudes of life and soft, as if she was telling endless pain, but also with endless strength.
"Thank you, sister!"
The little girl whispered thanks. Her voice was as weak as a kitten. Her small feet were covered with scars, and a dark brown scar on her left calf looked shocking.
"Come……"
A pair of weak and slender little hands supported the ground, and she struggled to stand up. The little girl's two slightly thin little hands tightly hugged the girl's neck. She straightened her chest and continued to move forward with the little girl on her back.
"well……"
Yu Beichuan sighed and looked at her thin figure and haggard little face. He really didn't know how much suffering she had suffered when the end came now. Yu Beichuan couldn't help but feel strong pity and pain in his heart.
He didn't step forward to help her because there were too many people like little girls in the team.
"Life, be born and live!"
Yu Beichuan was sighing, this is the life of mortals in the end of the world.
"Think about Dong Qiuling and the others. They are now the commanders of the same legion. God...is unfair...or is it fair..."
Yu Beichuan thought silently, he couldn't figure it out, so he just followed the team quietly.
This matter starts from this morning, when Yubeichuan met a fleeing team on the way back. This place is only more than 2,000 kilometers away from S city.
At first, Yu Beichuan didn't want to pay attention to them, but slowly he found that this team was very interesting. Out of curiosity, he joined the fleeing team from noon.
This team is very interesting. There are more than a thousand people, both young and old, men and women. It does not fit the structure of a team fleeing from the doomsday. There are only five enhancers in the team, and the highest level of enhancers is only level six.
And now that the doomsday has come, they can still maintain such a queue. It is a bit strange that the old, young, sick and weak have not suffered too many casualties.
"Those in front, hurry up and follow us to the hillside on the right."
A voice came.
"quick……"
"Hurry up and follow!"
"Take him with you."
Voices came one after another. The crowd was silent and seemed a bit insensitive. Two people lifted an old man who had fallen down. Even if they went to the right and deviated from their planned route, they still had to walk a lot longer.
One after another, speed up to the right.
"strangeness!"
Yu Beichuan couldn't understand.
"Brother, it's not very energy-saving for us to walk in a straight line. Why do we waste so much energy and go around in a big circle?"
Yu Beichuan was puzzled, so he grabbed a wretched uncle next to him and asked in a low voice.
"newcomer?"
The wretched uncle's eyes lit up and he looked at Yu Beichuan curiously. Seeing how clean Yu Beichuan was, he immediately stretched out two fingers and rubbed them in front of Yu Beichuan.
"Well……"
Yu Beichuan understood this familiar action and international certification immediately.
He pretended to reach into his arms. In fact, he searched around in the storage ring and luckily found a piece of second-level mutated beast barbecue. He carefully cut out a small two-finger strip of meat and pretended to be embarrassed.
Reluctantly handed it over to the wretched uncle.
"hey-hey……"
The wretched uncle's eyes brightened even more.
"Beast meat jerky..."
You know, in Doomsday, he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run away. This thing is simply hard currency. The mutated beast meat jerky two fingers wide can at least maintain the physical fitness of an ordinary person for ten or eight days.
"Prophet!"
The wretched uncle whispered, glanced at Yu Beichuan, and left quickly. It seemed that he was afraid that Yu Beichuan would regret it. Three simple words were not worth this piece of barbecue.
"What prophet?"
Yubeichuan was depressed.
Look again, the wretched uncle has disappeared without a trace.
When the doomsday comes, all these things come out. Before the doomsday, Yu Beichuan always believed that it is better to ask for others than to ask for oneself, and it is better to trust in heaven and earth than to believe in oneself, but now, he wanted to see.
"Hey, brother, hurry up!"
An ordinary person pushed Yu Beichuan. Yu Beichuan was thinking randomly on the spot and was indeed blocking the way of others. The people behind him were a little impatient.
"Oh...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Yubeichuan apologized repeatedly and quickened his pace.
The small hillside has been cleared by the advance team of the natural team. There are no zombies or mutated beasts. The tall bushes hide the more than a thousand people.
"calm down!"
"No talking..."
"Again, no talking."
Voices came one after another, and more than a thousand people were silent, like camels hiding their heads in the sand, one by one with their buttocks raised and their heads buried in the grass on the ground.
"Fuck..."
Yu Beichuan felt even more strange.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Half an hour later, at the foot of the hillside, a series of dense sounds rang out horribly.
As soon as Yubeichuan's figure moved, he came to a commanding point on the hillside and took a quick look.
"Zombies!"
Groups of zombies were marching rumblingly down the hillside where they were located. According to visual inspection, these zombies were almost all evolved zombies, and the leader was a zombie at the foundation level.
There were a lot of zombies, more than 3,000 of them before. Their marching route was exactly the route Yubeichuan and his team had taken before. If Yubeichuan and the others were still moving forward, they would be dead or alive once they encountered them.
Miraculously, their team cleverly avoided it.
“Coincidence or prediction?”
Yu Beichuan thought in his heart that such a magical thing was happening right in front of his eyes. If it was not true, he had experienced it himself.
"Prophet..."
Yu Beichuan kept muttering in his heart, a powerful prophet, his role in the doomsday is irreplaceable, there really is a prophet in this team, then after taking back his own ant alliance, they will be in the doomsday.
No more fear.
"I'd like to see……"
Yu Beichuan made up his mind. One coincidence was nothing, but two or three coincidences would explain the problem. Even if time was tight, Yu Beichuan was still willing to spend some time and try to take down the "Prophet".
"Brothers, we are stationed here tonight and will not leave to welcome our king together!"
The instructions came again one by one.
"king?"
"leader……"
"Haha, great."
More than a thousand people whispered, this order sounded a bit ridiculous, but no one objected, and they all got busy and started preparing for tonight's camping.
In the months since the end of the world, those who obeyed the orders of the "prophet" have all survived, but those who have individual personalities and disobeyed management have grass growing three feet high on their graves, instead of turning into weeds raised in feces.
They are already three feet tall.
"Get out of the way, please get out of the way..."
Yu Beichuan lowered his head and was thinking. When calls came one after another, he raised his head. A slim woman led a dozen people to Yu Beichuan.