"Then what should we do now, just stay here?" After a long time, everyone's mood basically calmed down, Zheng Jiang asked.
"It's quite safe here now." It was cold at night, so Zhang Yichi handed his coat to Zhao Yu, "Let's stay here for a night and have a good rest, and then make plans tomorrow."
There was nothing comfortable about resting in the open air in the wilderness, so a few people found a relatively comfortable place to lie down nearby.
"The first night, I slept on the grass." Mu Zhi put his hands behind his head and looked at the stars.
For safety reasons, they took turns to rest. Zhang Yichi, as the first person to watch the night, sat there: "We might not even be able to sleep on the grass in the next few days. We must cherish the opportunity to sleep peacefully now."
"We'll talk about the rest later, go to bed first, good night." Mo Zhi was really tired, and fell asleep soon after closing his eyes.
Because he gave his coat to Zhao Yu, Zhang Yichi is now only wearing half-sleeves, and he can't help but tremble slightly when the cold wind blows.
I lit a cigarette and the moment I took the first puff of smoke into my lungs, my trembling became gentle and the cold air seemed to be driven away.
"When will the world of reincarnation end?" Zhang Yichi whispered to himself.
Mobi, who was lying next to him, heard it very clearly. He closed his eyes and said vaguely: "Let's wait until the person is about to die."
"Is that half a year to a year that Lao Li said before? Calculated once a week, there are a total of twenty-six to fifty-two reincarnation worlds. We are only the eighth..." Zhang Yichi thought about it.
Headache, "I don't have any abilities that are different from ordinary people. I feel like I can't live that long."
"Don't worry, you won't die." Mo Zhi yawned, "Maybe it will be sooner. We can be freed sooner."
"I still can't figure out why God opened up the world of reincarnation and let us struggle to survive in it." Zhang Yichi said, "Is it just for fun? If we die one by one just to please God, then who can guarantee that the last remaining person will
Being let go?"
"Um?"
Zhang Yichi took a puff of cigarette and was worried about the future: "I think maybe everyone will die."
"Shh." Mo Zhi sat up and made a fuss to silence, "If they hear what you said, they will all be in chaos!"
"Just a guess as to why you are anxious." Zhang Yichi reacted with some surprise.
Mo Zhi glared at him: "My heart skipped a beat when I heard that, what's the point of letting them hear it? Originally, everyone had no clue about the information about the world of reincarnation, and people were in panic. Now, people will believe whatever you say, you see.
You are all thinking wildly, and what you said actually makes some sense. Do you believe it, Old Han, Old Zheng? If you believe it, can this team be formed?"
"...Same." Zhang Yichi's thoughts were completely led away by the unpredictable. He felt that it made sense for some reason, but then he thought it was wrong after thinking about it, "But no matter what, we need to explore all this. Are you willing to be the one who doesn't think about anything?"
, a clown teased by God, or even...a pig?"
Zhang Yichi paused for a moment before saying the word "pig".
After saying it, both of them looked ugly.
But this is their most real situation now. God is driving them, and they are exhausted in the world of reincarnation, with no end of relief in sight.
Just like this, they ran forward because of the instinct of survival. But there will always be a day when they are tired. If this road has no end, they will die of exhaustion sooner or later, even if they are not now.
What is the difference between this and a pig whose life and death are in the hands of others?
"Unpredictable, you are not a person who is willing to be manipulated by others. Haven't you thought about this?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"I have thought about it. If he dares to punish me, I will dare to punish him." Mo Zhi dismissed it.
"I didn't want to retaliate in kind, I just felt that this would only lead to death. I don't like to sit around and wait for death. I have to do something." Zhang Yichi sighed.
Mozhi spread his hands: "Isn't this what we are doing now? We are developing our own power and working hard to become stronger and stronger. When one day we are strong enough, we will go to Makino who seems to know everything and crack the code
Mystery.”
"I hope he knows something, otherwise our only clue will be lost."
"Don't always be so pessimistic. The more you think like this, the more effective it will be. I suggest that while preparing for the worst, you should also face the future with enthusiasm and enthusiasm." Mu Zhi hugged Zhang Yichi.
"Go to rest early. When you wake up tomorrow, we will discuss what we can do to have a greater chance of obtaining dismantled parts and the title." Zhang Yichi stood up and wandered around in boredom.
Unpredictable sleepiness came over me, and I yawned again, then lay on the ground and began to fall asleep.
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The next day, the second day of the eighth reincarnation world.
At night, Zhang Yichi, Mo Zhi, Han Che, and Zheng Jiang stood guard for two hours to ensure basic sleep quality. Now, although the fatigue is not gone, they have almost recovered.
"In addition to discussing plans, we also need to find a place to stay. At least there will be food supplies." Han Che's stomach growled.
"You have to have daily necessities. I just had a poop without paper to wipe it with..." Zheng Jiang was convinced.
Sitting next to him, the sleepy-eyed Yi Ling rolled to the side twice, away from Zheng Jiang, with a look of horror on his face: "Does that mean you didn't wipe your butt?"
"Fuck you, I used some other means." Zheng Jiang was a little embarrassed and did not elaborate on how he solved the hygiene problem.
"Everything makes sense. You must first seize the enemy. But the best way is to find a car. After all, the direction of the zombie wave is completely unknown. Unless you use Gatling and howitzers, once you are surrounded, you will be dead.
"We have to ensure that our mobility is strong enough. If we can't defeat them, we can at least outrun them." After listening to everyone's opinions, Zhang Yichi fully agreed and put forward his own ideas on this basis.
"Gatling, howitzers are not impossible, click, click, click, click..." Mu Zhi muttered in a low voice.
Zhang Yichi immediately imagined a group of people breaking into a military base, and then driving the stolen tanks through the city like they were playing Vice City.
"No!" Then he refused sternly.
Mo Zhi curled his lips and shrugged.
"The immediate priority is to find a car first and then stock up on some supplies. Once these are ready, we can start doing things." Han Che concluded.
"Not bad." Mo Zhi smiled and patted Han Che on the shoulder, "I hear you are looking forward to doing something."
With a pale face, Han Che turned to look at the unpredictable person behind him: "How could you tell that I am looking forward to committing suicide?"
"I almost understand. Lao Zhang, please arrange it. Where to go next and how to do it. I'm only responsible for fighting." Zheng Jiang really couldn't wait.
After all, wiping your buttocks with pebbles was only done twenty years ago. Who would want to touch their delicate anus with pebbles now?
"First go to the suburbs to find a car and get some supplies. Anyway, don't think about going back to the city until you are fully prepared. According to the incredible speed of that group of zombies, it is very likely that hundreds of thousands or even millions of zombies have gathered there.
There's a wave of corpses..." Zhang Yichi's heart stopped as he imagined that scene.