Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Eternal winter and eternal night caused damage to many buildings, greatly increasing the difficulty for survivors to find shelter.

Including some of the original factories, they were forced to be abandoned after being soaked in water and frozen. Since weapons are an indispensable part of establishing a base, various self-built factories have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and the weapons they produce are mixed.

Better manufacturers can make useful bullets with relatively standard calibers, but worse manufacturers can't even make bullets that match their own calibers. Even if they can, they can't fly a few meters because the materials are too poor, making them useless. If it misses the target, it’s unknown how many survivors it has trapped.

Now Hu Mengzhi, You Lian and others are raiding such a shoddy private workshop.

But I have to say that although this place is small, it is well-equipped, and the guys who take it in are surprisingly good.

"There must be an old worker here who is engaged in weapons production." Youlian put down a machine part and shook her heavy gloves.

The temperature was still extremely low, and even though everyone was wearing thick gloves, the chill seemed to penetrate the thermal layer and reach directly into the palms of the hands.

On the other side, Hu Mengzhi saw that the machine in front of him looked familiar, so he subconsciously tried it.

Unfortunately, before she could figure it out, You Lian pulled her aside: "Move the things and stop fishing!"

"Okay!" Hu Mengzhi pursed her lips secretly through her helmet and cold mask, but no one saw her.

Before leaving, she reluctantly looked back at several machines in the factory. It would be great if she could understand all the principles! In this way, she has mastered the art of eating!

Here Hu Mengzhi and his team are moving things in full swing, while over there Chen Yingqi is coordinating the overall situation at the Feixue Group headquarters.

A group of new directors had just been sent away to a large conference room, and in the blink of an eye, an old acquaintance who had not been seen for a long time was welcomed back.

"Hey, what kind of wind brought you here? I thought you were having too much fun after going to Pingqiu!" The black-haired young man looked at the door with a half-smile, and couldn't help teasing.

The man opposite was indifferent to this, walked straight to Chen Yingqi, and pressed his lips heavily against hers.

A soft tongue penetrated Chen Yingqi's mouth, deftly and unquestionably. She was used to it. Every time Fu Cangzhao came back from an outing, he would ask her for a kiss.

"I'm back, the situation is a bit..." Fu Cangzhao parted his lips and whispered in Chen Yingqi's ear.

The latter helped her to tuck her messy dark blue hair behind her ears, and then patted the cold clothes: "You all know that with our current strength, we can take protective measures before the earthquake wave arrives, but The red soil process will be greatly accelerated and there will be no time to build a defense line.”

Not long ago, a person with prophetic powers appeared in the group, foretelling the arrival of earthquakes and zombies for the group.

Fu Cangzhao did not have the ability to foresee, but she could feel the ground beneath her feet shaking slightly.

This tremor had nothing to do with seismic waves, but the world itself was warning her.

The world line made irreparable mistakes because of her hasty interference. The introduction of supernatural powers and the emergence of red soil marked the collapse of world rules.

How can she save everything?
Through mind sharing, Chen Yingqi learned what she was thinking at the moment, and stared at her with a kind of loving gaze for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but Fu Cangzhao only felt a mess from her side.

Various broken sentences were intertwined together, and it was impossible to distinguish which words were discarded because they were inappropriate and which ones could form the words she really wanted to say.

"...It's night, let's go back to the house and take a nap." Faced with this situation, Chen Yingqi was calmer than her.

When she glanced at the clock with her peripheral vision, she suppressed all her disturbing thoughts, assuming that she was overtired and had a reduced thinking ability.

Fu Cangzhao held her hand, but she couldn't pull it back no matter how hard she tried.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"

"...this document, do you want to invest in the project?"

"Yes, we have finally eliminated the biggest threat, so we should start building things up, right?"

Fu Cangzhao took the document from the conference table, put it in Chen Yingqi's ear and said, "I will read it slowly before going to bed."

She took the opportunity to secretly kiss her earlobe, which made Chen Yingqi tremble all over and subconsciously cover the area where she was kissed.

She looked at Fu Cangzhao angrily, and saw those dark eyes full of teasing and doting. Who is the one being "kept"... Chen Yingqi complained helplessly in her heart.
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New Pingqiu base.

There is still an unchanging clear sky above our heads, and it has been more than a month since then, and not a drop of rain has fallen.

Of course, with the current average temperature of 30 to 40 degrees below zero, it would only snow - but not even a single snowflake was seen.

Is it a little too calm?
An Cuo lay in front of the window and looked out at the snowy scene, inevitably starting to wonder if he had been too busy.

The leaders of other families must be very busy now, but she is very free. She doesn't even need to say a word, and the people below will automatically take care of everything.

What's more, Feixue Group introduced a complete management system after taking over, and in the end she only needed to look at a few task lists.

She was not greedy for this rare sight in the past few years, but just watched it for a while and then went back to the house to rest.

Looking at the scenery outside is good for her eyes, but looking at too much snow can easily lead to snow blindness, which can eventually lead to some ridiculous and bizarre conclusions.

An Cuo doesn't care.

There is only one thing that worries her lately——

During the days of drifting, whenever I lay somewhere with my eyes closed and fell asleep, the scene of black and red flames burning every assassination target would flash before my eyes. Those people screamed, struggled, and exuded resentment in the fire, and were finally swallowed up by the flames, leaving no trace.

Perhaps her flame wanted to protect her and didn't want her to stop because of recurring nightmares, so it took the initiative to burn them all.

An Cuo is all used to it.

But recently, the nightmare has changed. She is lying in the wheat field, lying in the arms of her mother, with her mother humming a lullaby in her ears, and she falls asleep soundly.

The singing was indistinct and I couldn't remember the tune when I woke up.

She knew that this was strange, but the content of the dream itself did not stop there, and the strange red curtain never appeared again.

However, the "wheat field" also reminded her in disguise that it was time to check out the progress in the greenhouse.

"Rich lady, is the rich lady here?" The young man took the Feixue Group's specially made extreme cold communicator, dialed a number, and asked softly inside.

On the other end of the communicator, a capable female voice responded shortly after: "Huh? Want to go out to play, little tyrant?"

"Yeah." An Cuo's voice sounded lazy, as if he had gone back to the summer before the apocalypse had begun. The college girls who had finished their morning classes were slumped on the dormitory bed like a salted fish that had lost their dreams, full of sleepiness and relaxation. .

However, one day a stay-at-home girl will get tired of being a stay-at-home girl, and she is a typical example.

"Have you decided where to go? Drive outside to search and search, or go to the group's newly opened underground shopping mall?"

Xie Tinghua knew that if she wanted An Cuo to speak her mind, she had to guide her step by step, otherwise this child with severe social anxiety would definitely get stuck halfway.

If you don't give a few options, the other party's reply will definitely turn into a long silence and "anywhere is fine" used to get through.

Soon, An Cuo gave her answer: "...not outside the base, I just want to go to the greenhouse...just take a look."

"Okay!" Xie Tinghua turned over and jumped up from the folding chair.

If you're just inside the base, you don't have to work hard to coordinate everywhere.

God knows how many joints she has opened to raise the little tyrant... Fortunately, thanks to the two faceless bosses at the top of Feixue Group, the apocalypse has become a baby game.

The suffering should be shouldered by an "old woman" like her, while young people should just lie back and be salted fish.

When preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam, how many hours of sleep can you get from studying high-level mathematics once...