The Little Wolf Dog Keeps Getting the Money

This battle lasted for a long time, the red monsters were wiped out, and the tribe paid a heavy price.

The girl was also infected, and signs of corpse had already appeared. She threw the corpses of the people into the coffin, and then pushed the coffin into the monstrous flood. She also lay in and was submerged by the waves.

Those who survived recorded this history on a stone tablet, mourning the countless compatriots who passed away and the young girl who saved them.

It seems that many more years have passed since then, and mankind has developed a new civilization. The ruler of a certain generation found the stone stele and the coffin carrying the girl, confirming the past history.

Perhaps due to the impact of the coffin wood, the girl did not completely corpse. Her bones lay there quietly, calm and serene.

Contemporary rulers ordered the burial of the girl again, adding this piece of history to the stone tablet.

After a very long time, the once flat land became a high mountain, and the girl’s tomb was covered by the wind and snow, and sealed on the Damu Snow Mountain in Kaicheng.

After hearing what Lu Xingzhou said, Qiao An was dumbfounded.

Looking at it this way, humans have been attacked by zombies countless years ago?

"So human beings are really tenacious, aren't they? That era could also resist zombies." Lu Xingzhou had a deep gaze, "If we can find the rumored tree, maybe there will be a way."

Qiao An recalled the space of Lao Yuan and the others, and had a vague answer in his heart, but he did not ask for the permission of Lao Yuan and the others, and could not talk nonsense.

"With that kind of wood, can you imitate the legend?" he asked carefully.

Lu Xingzhou was not sure, "The coffin is actually still there. It is just because it is damaged and cannot be repaired. Simply put, it is like the coffin cannot be covered. Even if the zombies are thrown in, they may run out again."

That group of tomb robbers used rude methods and directly exploded the coffin lid, making it impossible to use other materials to make up for it now.

Qiao An felt very unbelievable, "How can there be so many zombies in the world to rush to the coffin?" Can it be pretended?

It's rare that Qiao An is interested in this kind of thing, and Lu Xingzhou is happy to explain to him, "Ordinary zombies can be wiped out slowly, only blood-red zombies need to be destroyed in a concentrated way."

As time goes by, zombies have evolved more and more powerfully. Especially the blood-red zombies, they are almost reaching the point where they can't even be shot by bullets, even if there is only a piece of dander, they can be reborn indefinitely.

The official dare not announce this matter at present, so as not to cause public fear. Major bases can only respond to the call of the country. Like national bases, they continue to send elite teams to eradicate and eliminate them as much as possible.

This kind of zombies will not turn humans into zombies, but it is even more terrifying. It can be said that it is a petri dish of red bugs, which can breed countless bugs, make more corpses mutate, and bring huge troubles to humans.

Qiao An was shocked when he heard it, and it took a long time to digest all the information and couldn't organize the language.

Lu Xingzhou turned off the computer, "Okay, it's time to sleep."

Qiao An grabbed him by the collar, "Also, what does this have to do with the rumors of Ark?"

Speaking of this incident, Lu Xingzhou was also dumbfounded. “When the beginners deciphered the stele text, some people besides me have also heard it. It is possible that someone revealed this incident, but the news is gradually distorted, from the flood. In these keywords, the drifting coffin evolved into something else, and finally became Noah's Ark."

In the last days, news spreads slowly. When it spreads from one place to another, without knowing how many people have passed through it, and making up the undetailed places, it will become what is heard now.

Although it is false, there are still similarities.

It's just that the Ark of Promise carries hope, and the coffin is like a Pandora's box. Once opened, the world will suffer.

In the morning, there was heavy snow outside the house, and the radio reminded that the temperature has reached minus 20 degrees today, and it is impossible to carry out outdoor operations. Even logistics workers like Xie Yuze do not need to go to work for the time being. The rest should not leave the base. Encountered a blizzard.

Muzi stood in front of the window, drinking milk while watching the heavy snowfall of goose feathers outside, "In this kind of weather, let alone people can't stand it, it's a zombie.

Can't stand it either. You said, will those zombies be frozen into ice sculptures, which will be broken when touched, and will be broken when touched, without the need for someone to beat them? "

Old Yuan laughed and rubbed Mu Zi's head, "You kid has a good idea. We also hope not to fight with zombies. When they become ice slag, we can just pick up the crystal nucleus, which is more convenient."

Ba Ping, who passed by, despised the father and son, "You think about the beauty. It was so hot a while ago, and I didn't see the zombies being roasted."

Early in the morning, everyone was sitting in the living room. After coming to the Xizhao base, people like them go to work, collect supplies and go out to collect supplies. It is difficult for them to have time to gather together to eat, drink and play in such a warm way.

Qin Chi and Zhang Zhi are sitting on the side of the sofa and reading parenting books together. Zhao Fengnian and Wen Jia are talking about the technology of the modern army, guessing how long it will take for the remaining zombies in the world if the number of zombies does not increase any more. Tank shells can be destroyed.

Xie Yuze didn't have much energy early in the morning and watched the movies he starred in before. Not long after, Mu Zi also ran over to watch, chatting with Xie Yuze fiercely, showing no sympathy for Old Yuan's feelings.

Xie Yuzhao was playing sandbags on the balcony. His physical stamina was not as good as that of Lao Yuan and the others. In order to keep up with everyone, he was stepping up to exercise. Like a babysitter, Ba Ping delivered the newly made snacks to everyone. Zhang Zhina had the most, and Qin Chi kept stuffing him in his mouth, wanting him to eat more.

They have a good life, but outside the central villa area, those people may not be able to survive the long cold season.

Even in the villa area, there is no heating in the house, and even the air conditioner is installed by yourself. It is not possible to use the electricity of the base, and it must be powered by its own generator.

Not to mention other places. Of course, there will be no such luxury as air conditioners. I am afraid that even the extra cold quilts cannot be taken out. At around five o'clock in the morning, when Qin Chi got up, the lights were on at Lu Xingzhou's house next door, the cars were going in and out, and the quilts and winter clothes that had been stockpiled were distributed for free to help the people at the base through the cold season.

Moreover, in such weather, most people could not go out to collect supplies, the base was shut down again, and there was no food even for rations. The Lu family is also preparing boxed lunches for distribution, hoping to last until the end of winter.

Qin Chi estimated that based on the experience of previous lives, winter should be about to pass, and there will be cool weather for about two weeks, followed by high temperatures, and outdoor work is still difficult.

Winter and summer alternate, spring and autumn may never appear in any corner of the earth, and the ecological balance will be overturned. In the future, the survivors will only slowly accept and get used to the extreme weather, and tenaciously pass on the human genes.

Ba Ping couldn't stay idle, preparing the hot pot ingredients for lunch in the kitchen, and not allowing anyone to go in to help, so as not to ruin the holy kitchen in his heart.

The weather outside is very gloomy, just like at night, with street lights still on, which makes people feel a little depressing.

Before long, Qiao An came over with his son, saying that Lu Xingzhou was busy distributing supplies, and Lu Jianhao was also convening a meeting with the big figures of the base. He would probably eat in the cafeteria at noon. He didn't want to stay at home alone, so he could only bring his son here. Come Cengfan.

While waiting for the meal, he told others about the "secret" Lu Xingzhou told him by the way.

"Although I am not quite sure, I always feel that the kind of wood that Sin Chew said should be the kind that you hold in your hands. Of course, I don't have to ask you to do something, but after knowing this, I still want to Let me tell you."

Zhang Zhi asked, "Have you ever told your husband about this?"

Joan shook his head, "I never told him."

Although it was very hard for him to hide from his husband, he couldn't reveal the secrets of Lao Yuan and the others casually.

Qiao An specifically talked about this matter. Old Yuan thought for a while and said seriously, "Don't worry, Xiao Qiao, we will discuss this matter with your husband later. If we can really help, we won't ignore it."

Only by ending the end times as soon as possible will life be better. If they can help, they will not be selfish enough to ignore them at all.

Qin Chi, Wen Jia and others had the same idea, as long as the space storage boxes in their hands were really the kind that Lu Xingzhou needed, help should be provided.

However, their boxes are only a little bit big, can they be used?

Speaking all the words, Qiao Ann is much more relaxed. He and Lu Xingzhou should be the two closest people in the world, but because they couldn't "sell" Zhang Zhi and others, they had to bury the space box in their hearts. Now that Old Yuan and the others agreed to talk to Lu Xingzhou, he also let go of his concerns.

After that, everyone gathered together to play poker and play games. Qiao An exchanged parenting experiences with Zhang Zhi. Qin Chi was also listening carefully beside him, taking some precautions in mind.

There is a professional medical team in the base to serve pregnant people. Qin Chi doesn't need to worry too much about Zhang Zhi's production problems. As long as he sends more supplies to the medical staff later, he is not afraid that Zhang Zhi will not be taken care of.

At noon, Baping boiled the hot pot ingredients and asked everyone to move out the ingredients and cook the hot pot together.

In the last days, the ingredients are not abundant. Fish and meat are good. In addition, there are some greenhouse vegetables that are exchanged in the base. Although the dishes are not abundant, the quantity is large enough for a group of people to eat. Moreover, Baping's cooking skills are very good, and even ordinary food can become extremely delicious through his hands, which makes other people full of praise.

Zhang Zhi has no appetite, but feels nauseous when he smells the hot pot. Ba Ping deliberately boiled fish soup for him, Qin Chi went to coax him to drink some after eating quickly, and then fell asleep on the sofa.

In the cold weather, even in the last days, there is no better thing to be able to gather with relatives and friends and eat hot pot happily in a warm house.