Doomsday Master

1873 failed to survive. The injury in his body was too serious, and he did not even possess the will to survive. Perhaps for 1873, it is enough to be able to see 8861 and tell him about the teacher.

8861 did not know what he had seen during his lifetime in 1873, which made him nostalgic for the world at all, but 8861 was reluctant to think deeply about this.

After the cremation of 1873, 8861 was apparently silent a lot. Sometimes when Yan Chengjiu came over to talk to him, he might not be able to reply a few words.

For 8861, the teacher's changes may make him even more sad. In his heart, the teacher is omnipotent, is the hope to lead them against the cannibals, but now, those teachers have begun to become no different from the cannibals.

night.

Yan Chengjiu followed 8861 all the way, and stopped when he saw 8861 walking to the exit.

"9999, I want to find my teacher." 8861 turned around and said to the empty place.

Yan Chengjiu sighed slightly, only to see that in front of 8861, his face was still a little puzzled, "How did you find me?"

"I just think that as a friend, you can't not come and see me off." 8861 smiled and bared his white teeth, as if it had become the way it was when he first met Yan Chengjiu.

"It's dangerous outside, you follow us, and you can live the life you dreamed of before." Yan Chengjiu knew that 8861 was determined, but he still wanted to try. He has experienced so many worlds and has seen the deaths of too many people. If he can, he hopes that 8861 can be cowardly and cowardly, and it is enough to live well until the end of this world.

"I used to think that I can eat and wear warmth, and I don't have to worry about the days when the cannibals chase down and kill them." 8861 heard Yan Chengjiu say this and couldn't help laughing. "But after I really had a year like this, I don’t feel happy. 9999, you are different from me. You have your own world. You don’t have to run out to accommodate me. Those talents are your true companions. The same, the mutated teachers, and others The struggling new humans are my companions. Friends and companions are completely different."

"You really learned a lot." Yan Chengjiu looked at the talkative 8861 and couldn't help but said.

"Thank you for this." 8861's eyes were a bit shining, even more dazzling than the stars in the sky, "9999, no matter what, you are my best friend."

"You keep this and tell me when you come back." Yan Chengjiu looked away and replied faintly, "It's no better outside. Even if there are countless food waiting for you, I hope you can control it. Your food intake. The more you eat, the faster you die."

"I understand." 8861 smiled, "Thank you, 9999."

Yan Chengjiu and 8861 did not say more, but watched 8861 leave this safe place.

If under his protection, 8861 can live a carefree life, even if the end comes, Yan Chengjiu can give him a dream that he can't wake up, but when he goes out of this place, Yan Chengjiu can't even guarantee his own life and death. , How can we guarantee 8861? Once a person has strength, he will be responsible. The education he received from his childhood and the things he later experienced proved that he could not always hide under the wings of Yan Chengjiu.

Yan Chengjiu suddenly felt a little helpless in his heart, but he was helpless.

8861 left the base. Before Yan Chengjiu had time to be sentimental for a few days, he received a call for help from Meihua 9.

Meihua 9 was sent out to investigate the situation a few days ago. He was an assassin before his death, good at evading detection, and his intelligence was in charge. No, he has only been out for a week, and he has fallen to the point where he has to ask for help.

What is the mess outside?

"I'll go." Yan Chengjiu said actively, "I haven't had anything to do recently, so I just went out for a walk."

"Of course I have to go." Pallas raised his eyebrows, "With me and Lancelot, it is enough to save Club 9. At present, only Lancelot and I have the most direct combat effectiveness. Yes, I have the most experience dealing with those monsters."

"Of course, if you two don't go, we won't find anyone better than you." David gave Pallas a big smile, "I'm going to study it here." Next time When you see JOKER, you must bring the [Private Laboratory] in his hand, and ask for it too, lest there is no equipment when he wants to study it now.

Yan Chengjiu and Pallas barely need to bring anything, they can set off directly.

The world on the surface is much dying than it was a year ago.

A year ago, no one could have imagined that this world would become like this in such a short period of time. Maybe at first those animals and plants just wanted to have superhuman abilities, but after that abilities began to overflow and spread like infectious diseases, no one could control it anymore.

The concept of food in this world is too deformed, either you eat me or I eat you, and the source of this catastrophe is also the "meat" of certain animals and plants. I couldn't control my appetite for a while, but I couldn't control my appetite anymore.

"The address of the message from Plum Blossom 9 is in City 3." Pallas was sitting on Yan Chengjiu's [Variable Building Blocks], and he exchanged his views with Yan Chengjiu, "I know that City 3 is there. The famous rat den, used to be a poor city, but now..."

The single attack power of rats is really not high, and it is because of their large numbers that they will not have no status at all. But also because of their large numbers, it is extremely difficult for them to raise offspring. No matter how much family planning is done, the number of offspring of mice is still quite large. As a result, this city can only ask other cities for financial resources, which later became a pure food resource. So in the end, this place becomes a "slaughterhouse" for food.

Almost every mouse in No. 3 City has a few semi-finished natural persons in their homes. The cloned children are bought back at a low price, and then these children are fed and sold as natural persons at low prices. The mice themselves eat the breeders who have matured for three months, and they also become good at slaughter. ability. In City No. 3, being able to enter a human processing plant means that the whole family will not go hungry. The cloned breeders here have their heads cut off, their limbs cut off, and they are sorted into cans, or frozen to operate the benefiting people. supermarket. Yes, No.3 City is the main food processing base of Huimin Supermarket. The labor force here is cheap and easy to use. You only need to be responsible for three meals a day.

No matter when, classes exist, and bullying is definitely not unique to human beings.

The thought of Club 9 calling for help in City 3 made Pallas' expression a little serious.

If these mice become like 8861 one by one, it is really bad action.

Click.

Heiwuchang made a violent collision sound when he smashed the object that was hit in front of him. Then, the monster that was divided into two wanted to re-entangle together? Yan Chengjiu made a decisive decision, and once again smashed the meat in front of him.

They have been sitting on the building blocks just now, don't you want to have a monster rushed up to eat them?

"Is this also a mouse?" Pallas looked at the corpses that fell on the ground and couldn't help frowning. These mice could fly?

However, as soon as Pallas's words fell, the corpses scattered on the ground immediately attracted countless rats of the same appearance.

"This..." Pallas looked at the densely packed mice on the ground and couldn't help but get goose bumps.

If it was just a simple mouse, she hadn't seen it before. But how can previous creatures be connected with rats? It's just that No. 3 City is rich in rats. In terms of appearance, even if a mouse comes by itself, I am afraid it is impossible to recognize whether the one in front of it is of its own kind.

After flying for a while, Yan Chengjiu controlled the blocks and stopped.

This is a processing factory in No.3 City, which is fairly well preserved.

"Let's go down." Yan Chengjiu said to Pallas holding the knife, "Meihua 9 sent out the distress signal from this place."

"Meihua 9 is really going to find a place to hide." Pallas shrugged his nose and smelled an extremely decayed smell of blood.

This processing factory doesn't know how many humans were buried, the smell of blood has penetrated into the bones, and it can be smelled even if it waits for decades. The noses of the mice outside must be sensitive. Yan Chengjiu and Pallas also killed a few to make it over smoothly. If Meihua 9 wants to protect itself, they can only hide in these places with great hiding power.

"Not necessarily." Yan Chengjiu smiled, "Since this is a processing plant, maybe there are some secrets in it?"

"You'll find out when you find Club 9." Pallas was a little depressed, "If the communication function of playing cards were not blocked, we would be able to find him now." However, there are various restrictions on legion missions, which are already commonplace. NS.

As soon as Yan Chengjiu and Pallas came to the gate of the factory, they heard the sound of a large number of claws scratching the wall from inside the gate.

"Go to the back door!" Pallas is very experienced, and almost immediately judged that there was still a powerful mouse hidden in the door. Maybe there should be a lot of mice in it at first, but after so long, the mice swallowed each other, I am afraid it is already a monster that is difficult to deal with. Fortunately, Huimin Supermarket is not short of money. It attaches great importance to this post-processing factory, and the materials are not easy to break. But if she and Yan Chengjiu opened the door, it would be hard to say what the consequences would be.

Yan Chengjiu and Pallas hadn't detoured to the back door, but suddenly several huge rats sprang out from the trash can on the road, surrounding Yan Chengjiu and Pallas.

"Lancelot, you go in first." Pallas flashed the spear. "This factory is too big. Let's split up."

"Okay." Yan Chengjiu glanced at these mice, knowing that they could not be Pallas's opponents, and readily agreed.