I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

The two of them can be regarded as half fellow villagers, but one is in the countryside and the other is in Zhanzhou, not far apart.

"Haha, you see, you are the proud child of heaven. You are watching us, but you are only organized to go to the theater by the school. But what impressed me deeply is that it was probably in high school. It was really good to see a group of elementary school students performing."

Yang Hao also had a rare leisure time, recalling while releasing his consciousness and checking the surrounding situation.

What he didn't expect was that there were survivors under the original plan of the Grand Theater.

Moreover, it is unimaginable that there seem to be a dozen people inside, relying on simple seats, just trying to survive.

Not to mention the quality of life, it must be very miserable.

A group of men timidly observe the scenery outside from the small gap.

No water or electricity, only a few expired bread, some sausages.Everyone carried some food with them, probably the food they robbed themselves.

"I used to ignore the survivors when I saw them, but now I realize that they are really pitiful. To be able to survive the horrible end of the world, I have actually experienced too much torture. I guess they are going to be abnormal?"

Jiang Yiran naturally sensed their existence, and couldn't help saying with emotion.

To become a god, one must have terrifying strength, not just looking pretty.

The two descended from a distance, walking on the grassy land, feeling the aura in the doomsday air.

"If there were not so many killings and deaths, how happy it would be to walk in the sun with the person I like? Sigh!"

Yang Hao expressed it purely out of emotion, the end of the world is really too fucked up.

Jiang Yiran tilted her head and glanced at him, then said lightly:

"If you were in a prosperous age, with so many girlfriends, something big would happen to you. I guess you have been educated well, and you can't be a human being anymore!"

She is looking down on men who are in a hurry, even if they are good enough.

Yang Hao seemed to be able to sense her heart, and said lightly:

"What do you know, if it wasn't for saving them, I wouldn't be what I am now. I have no skills!"

In the beginning, none of them were initiated by him to communicate with them. It was all due to chance, and a crisis just happened.

Of course, Yang Hao didn't need to tell her what was going on in detail.

The two of them strolled, looking around with their spiritual sense, looking for possible living people.

The last time I came here, I cleaned up a lot of zombies, so it seems relatively rare here.

And around the ruins of the Grand Theater, there are almost none.

The zombies that wandered over occasionally were silently killed by the survivors who were supposed to be inside.

will appear calm.

Just when the two of them walked to a distance of [-] meters and were about to ask the survivors inside, two off-road vehicles with mottled paint came galloping from a distance.

In just three seconds, it quickly stopped in front of the entrance and exit of the dome ruins with streaks of dust and smoke.

From the two cars, twelve women got off.

They all wore uniform black leather trousers, cool tight vests on the upper body, and leather shoes on their feet. Some wore loose outer covers, and some were vests, which looked tight and neat.

All of them had long hair combed, and their faces were cold.

Either holding a machete or a firearm in their hands, they quickly stood in a row.

The three women with guns walked in front, the nine men with machetes, two were in charge of guarding the car, and the seven followed slowly towards the gathering place.

At this time, a middle-aged woman standing next to the car body said coldly:

"Sisters, it's time for revenge! They beat you up at that time, now give me a hard blow back! Men, you are a bunch of scum, you must all be wiped out!"

When she was talking, she took out a bottle of wine from the carriage and took a sip.

Then, he put down the wine bottle, took out another cigarette, lit it extremely skillfully, and took a deep breath.

"Yes, Captain! Today, we want them to die! If they don't die, they will be killed!"

"I'm only fifteen years old. They rounded me up for seven days. I almost died from bleeding. We must not let them go!"

"A group of bastards and stinky men, if we are done with, we will not be given food, let them pay the price today!"

Every woman seemed to bring up hatred, and there were endless topics to talk about, and they rushed inside screaming.

Although Yang Hao was a hundred meters away, he listened very carefully, with all sorts of slander in his heart.

In the last days, women with weak bodies will have to endure countless humiliations before they can stand up in the ruins and stand up against each other.

"Once there is no external crisis, they should explode. Let's go and see!"

Yang Hao knew very well that the zombies around him disappeared, so he naturally changed to the previous hatred and paid the price.

He didn't care, and moved forward slowly.

Jiang Yiran, who was next to her, followed along without saying anything.

It's just that his eyes are distracted, and he is probably thinking about his mother's situation, what will happen.

Before the two of them walked within [-] meters, they heard the shouts of various women from the ruins of the dome:

"Hands up, mud horse, hands up!"