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Yang Sheng just happened to master an air barrier spell that could greatly eliminate air resistance, and he was also a humanoid buff machine. Even if he was just a fighter plane in an ordinary world without any extraordinary materials, he could use himself as the core of the spell and support multiple shields and barriers, including eliminating transmission signals.

As he is deeply connected to his "mobile phone", he also possesses a little bit of "electronic superpowers". Although the operating system and technology types are slightly different from those in this world, he can know by feeling which part of the F-Class he regards as a vehicle is the tracking and positioning device that transmits signals to the outside. After destroying the remote control system including the cockpit camera lens, Yang Sheng put on a large music headset and sat in the cockpit in normal clothes.

The cockpit of the fighter plane is rather cramped, and you can't sit in it even if you're wearing the "Iron Muscle Battle Suit".

In the past few years, after reaching a deep relationship of cooperation and mutual trust with the mysterious country, he would conduct actual combat confrontation exercises with the special operations sequence of the mysterious country every summer. In his spare time, they improved each other and learned a lot of skills that he might never use in his lifetime. He might not be able to maintain thermonuclear warheads, but he learned a lot about polishing submarines, driving aircraft carriers, J-19 Cobra maneuvers, and 99A drainage ditch drifting.

There may be technological differences between the two worlds, but the way of driving a fighter jet is similar. After successfully flying into the sky, Yang Sheng, through practice, quickly understood the contents on the operating panel and the operating system of the fighter jet, and then flew at full speed to the mysterious country in this world.

After using himself as the core of the spell and casting an air barrier, F Liangliang's flying speed may have reached 4000 kilometers per hour or 5000 kilometers per hour. It only took him about 4 hours to cross the uncovered Pacific Ocean. The positioning on his mobile phone showed that he had entered the mysterious country of Bohai Sea.

The territory of the mysterious country in World No. 03 has a new shape. Fortunately, the satellite network is basically not affected by the lack of ground signal stations and can be directly located by mobile phone.

Yang Sheng took a quick look at the direction and headed straight for the city marked "Anton" on the map on his mobile phone.

Regarding how to rescue the world after the zombie virus breaks out, many doomsday novels... well, they didn't say it. Most doomsday novels want to highlight

The suffering of doomsday, such as the biochemical crisis, is bad enough because of the collapse of human social order, but the situation is made worse by the presence of ambitious people.

However, as a PTSD patient in World Zero, Yang Sheng knows that there are indeed many capitalists who are eager to get on the street lamp and behave in this way. For the sake of profit, they don't care about the world and others.

The core excitement of a small number of doomsday novels is that after destroying the inherent structure of the world, the protagonist gains status, wealth or beauty that is impossible to obtain in the normal world. To put it more noblely, the protagonist gains career and love at the end of the world.

There are really not many books that seriously analyze how to carry out post-disaster rescue and reconstruction when faced with such a situation.

But generally speaking, no matter the former or the latter, under the blessing of the main thinking of the mysterious country, even the worst protagonist will set up a survival camp and try to rebuild order after the disaster. This is fundamentally different from the mode of The Walking Dead, which creates chaos wherever it goes, destroys order wherever it goes, and has to retreat to the tribal form to live in peace.

……

Seeing the outline of the city from afar, the fighter plane began to slow down. After the engine was shut down, it glided for a distance by inertia, and then was put into the [storage space] by Yang Sheng. At the moment of switching, he changed into the "God's Steel Battle Suit".

Anti-gravity rune formation activated.

Magical protection activated.

[Feather Fall] activated.

The eyes of the suit's helmet glowed bright yellow, and blue flames spurted out from behind it.

After drawing a circle, Yang Sheng assumed a flying posture in mid-air and activated large-scale magic reconnaissance. Within a few breaths, he found the area with the largest and most concentrated life reactions in the city - well, the reactions were a bit too much, there were actually more than a dozen places with life reactions of more than a thousand people at the same time.

It took half a minute to arrive at the nearest reaction point, hovering in the air and taking a rough look from above. Below was an auditorium-like building, and on the square was a Monument to the People's Heroes. The surrounding area should have been built by some unknown method when the zombies broke out. A wire mesh fence with a metal frame was erected, which was quite sturdy. Outside, there were countless zombies swarming around.

There were corpses with destroyed heads scattered around the square, and all life reactions were concentrated in the auditorium.

Outside the auditorium, one can see some guards holding cold weapons, with their heads, necks and arms protected with cloth strips or books. However, they all look weak, probably due to a shortage of daily necessities.

Yang Sheng did not activate the stealth function and silent barrier at this time. The gorgeous red and gold color scheme and the blue flames on his back were quite eye-catching and had attracted the attention of the guards and survivors in the auditorium.

Waving his arms and greeting them from a distance, Yang Sheng prepared to clean up the zombies.

He adjusted his magic shield to a sharp angle suitable for collision, and condensed white air blades on his arms and shoulders. He dived and rushed towards the ground.

His eyes were locked on the heads of dozens or even hundreds of zombies that appeared in his sight every second. His body remained motionless, and he slightly adjusted his arms and charged forward with full speed and maximum output power.

“Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff—”

It was like a fighter plane flying at high speed close to the water surface, except that what was raised was not water splashes but the chopped-off zombie heads and the shattered body parts in front of it.

Close to the outside of the square guardrail, a headless area four meters wide and hundreds of meters long was plowed out in a few seconds.

As countless zombies fell to the ground, spewing blood, Yang Sheng's figure rose up, circled in the air, and swooped down again from another direction.

“Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff—”

There was another endless area that was four meters wide and hundreds of meters long, including several street lamps that originally existed in the square, which were also split into two and fell to the ground with a clang.

“Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff—”

“Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff—”

“Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff—”

"..."

Yang Sheng swooped down and harvested zombies repeatedly around the square, and after a few minutes, the number of zombies active in the square was reduced to a very small level. Although there were zombies wandering around the surrounding streets, they were all attracted by the corpses on the ground and pounced on them to feast on them.

At this time, the auditorium in the core of the square was already filled with onlookers. These were obviously survivors who had been beaten by the doomsday environment. Although they all had expressions of surprise on their faces, they covered their mouths and no one cheered.

After Yang Sheng cleared out the scattered zombies approaching the guardrail, he floated down in front of them at a constant speed.

"Wow, this is so cool. Does Iron Man really have equipment like this in real life?"

“Were they sent by the country to rescue us?”

"It doesn't seem so. I saw some foreign oil products a few days ago, and they seemed to be made by Americans."

"Ah? Then why is he here... Shit!"

"..."

More and more survivors appeared outside the auditorium. Probably they didn't know how to greet him, so they looked at Yang Sheng with caution and whispered to each other until he removed the head armor of his suit and revealed his true face.

There was a sudden burst of surprise and exclamation.

With black hair, black eyes and black beard, he looks like a real silver from the mysterious country.

Yang Sheng smiled first, then asked, "Do you have a leader here?"

"Yes, our leader is Captain Bian, but he is injured and is inside..."

A boy with books wrapped around his hands and a machete in his hand replied with a chuckle, "But

Before he could finish, he heard a slightly weak male voice from behind the crowd:

"I'm here. I'm the temporary manager here. I'm Bian Liwei from the Andong City Criminal Investigation Brigade. Who are you?"

The crowd parted to the left and right, and a man in police uniform walked out from the crowd. His left hand was wrapped in a bandage and hung in front of his chest. His face was pale, but his eyes were very sharp. He stood in front of Yang Sheng and looked at him without giving in.

Yang Sheng took off his armor, revealing his original figure, and stepped silently on the steps to be level with him. The latter was slightly shorter, about 1.7 meters tall, and had to look up at Yang Sheng.

When the people around saw these abnormalities that were beyond their normal cognition, they dared not breathe and stared at the two of them with bated breath.

Yang Sheng made a gesture and pointed to his injured arm. Bian Liwei understood, took his arm off his head and handed it over.

Yang Sheng opened the bandage to check his injuries. The wound inside surprised him a little. His left hand was broken at the wrist, and the fracture was smooth.

Bian Liwei gave an ambiguous smile that looked a bit fierce, and said:

"I accidentally let a zombie take a bite of it. I didn't want to become a zombie, so I had to chop it off myself."

"Oh"

Yang Sheng responded, it was a Langmie.

A ball of white light, bright even in the daytime, lit up in his hand, and enveloped the cross-section of Bian Liwei's severed limb. The latter subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but did not move at all, and a look of surprise and doubt appeared on his face.

He turned to the people around him and said, "I'm fine, don't act rashly."

He seemed to be very popular among the survivors here. When they saw white light coming out of Yang Sheng's hand, the people around him exclaimed and advanced instead of retreating. Bian Liwei looked very nervous. He was also very prestigious and calmed down the people around him with just one sentence.

After a while, the white light on Yang Sheng's hand dissipated, and the cross-section of Bian Liwei's left arm had basically healed.

He turned his arm and looked at his broken limb, then looked at Yang Sheng, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Yang Sheng took out a test tube of energy potion, uncorked it and handed it to him:

"The price of accelerated wound healing is physical exhaustion, but I can see that you didn't look well to begin with."

"I don't know if I can survive the infection. Plus, there aren't many supplies here, so nothing will be wasted..." Bian Liwei hesitated for a moment, then took the drink with his right hand and drank it.

The liquid medicine flowed into the stomach along the esophagus like a stream of cool spring water, but it turned into a warm current in the stomach, which seemed to penetrate the stomach wall and spread out along his limbs and bones. His spirit was immediately shocked, and he couldn't help but praise:

"nice one!"

A small ball of black mist appeared around Yang Sheng. He reached in and took out several red strips of meat that looked clearly organized, a bunch of metal parts, two batteries and several chips. In an instant, they were assembled into a metal prosthetic hand. He used a knife to cut the red strips of meat into thinner strips, which were then installed on the skeleton of the prosthetic hand and covered with a thin alloy shell.

This is the prosthetic technology derived from the divine muscle technology of "The World of Demonic Insects", with a little bit of Yang Sheng's personal design added to it.

Bian Liwei watched his series of magical movements and understood what he was trying to do.

Yang Sheng grabbed his left arm and said, "Bear with it, it will hurt a bit when the nerves are connected."

"Hmm? Oh, oh."

After a limb is severed, the nerves and blood vessels in the wound will shrink and tighten. It won't hurt to reopen the wound, but pulling out the nerves will be extremely painful.

Only Yang Sheng is strong enough to hold a person down, and his movements are also skillful. Otherwise, it would be impossible to install a prosthesis without the help of a fixation device and anesthesia.

A few minutes later, Bian Liwei moved his metal left hand with an incredible look on his face.

Yang Sheng also has the ability to quickly heal wounds, so he does not need to wait for a long recovery period. Just like a USB port, he can use it immediately after connecting it.

Because the prosthetic hand is broken at the wrist, the arm guard is relatively long and fixed on Bian Liwei's forearm. The prosthetic hand can be removed and the chip can be wrapped at the broken end for cleaning. It can also be connected to another prosthetic hand.

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Yang Sheng, Muyi Yang Richeng Sheng."

"Hello, Bian Liwei, I have already introduced you."

The two men shook hands, and now that they had installed the prosthetic limb, their conversation became very harmonious.

Yang Sheng waved his hand and placed a large pile of neatly stacked daily necessities on the ground. Many of them were collected at the Vandenberg base a few hours ago, including water, food, and some daily necessities such as toilet paper.

Although it is magical, for these survivors who are almost out of food, food and water are the things that deserve more attention.

"It seems like you should be able to distribute these supplies fairly without worrying about entrusting them to the wrong people."

Yang Sheng saw that although these people were interested, no one came forward casually, let alone snatched the things, no one even looked at them. He smiled and said to Bian Liwei.

“Of course, I am a party member.”

Bian Liwei answered without thinking, and looked at Yang Sheng in disbelief. The supplies he took out were piled two meters high at the entrance of the auditorium, covering an area of ​​ten meters square.

Yang Sheng smiled at his words.

In the United States, he could tell the Americans without shame that he was a savior motivated by interest, but in the Chinese context, he felt extremely ashamed and could not say it out loud.

"It was previously detected that there were more than a dozen other

Survivors' gathering place, you distribute the supplies first, don't act rashly, I'll go check on the others first."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll tell you when you come back."

"Well, see you later"

Yang Sheng took a step back, and as his body floated away in the air, he instantly put on the "Iron Muscle Battle Suit". He turned around, spewed out blue flames, and flew away.

……

There was a boom.

There was no thunder in the sky, and Yang Sheng also made a brilliant appearance.

It accelerated from mid-air and slammed into the ground in a "SuperHeroLanding" posture. When it was 1 meter away from the ground, white aerosol-like special effects burst out around its body. That was the sonic cloud when it broke the sound barrier.

His body is very strong and can withstand the impact of falling. However, although the armor on his body is called "steel", it requires full magical protection to remain unscathed under such destructive force.

This is an open space in a residential area, which was originally filled with a large number of zombies gathered there.

A circle of blood mist sprayed out like bullets from a gun. They were the zombies destroyed the moment he landed. An area of ​​several meters had already been cleared, and the high-kinetic energy blood mist that turned into minced meat caused a secondary impact, spreading in all directions, instantly destroying most of the zombies on the open ground like a whirlwind.

However, this destructive power is not easy to control, at least it is impossible to accurately destroy the head, so most of the scattered and shattered corpses can still move on the ground, and the scene looks a bit scary.

A large depression appeared on the ground, and minced meat and blood gathered to the bottom of the pit along the spider-web-like cracks.

The loud noise attracted the attention of the survivors in the residential buildings in front and behind. They all looked out through the windows with half of their heads sticking out or through the gaps in the curtains.

Yang Sheng also saw that the entrances to the corridors of these residential buildings were blocked by private cars, and there were also a large number of other sundries inside. The first floor of the residential building was usually a storage room, and the windows on the second or third floor usually had metal guardrails. Moreover, the entrances to the corridors were usually narrow, with only one way up and down. After the entrance at the bottom was blocked, it would be difficult for the zombies outside to get in through the blockade.

Even if they get in, every household has a sturdy security door. The zombies in this world have not yet shown signs of evolving, and it is difficult for them to destroy the security doors with their natural teeth and hands.

Of course, the most comfortable thing is that these residential buildings are arranged neatly, with relatively small distances between buildings. The building bodies also have a concave design. On both sides of the concave shape, large-scale alchemy [fossils into mud] and [mud into stone] can be used to raise a protective wall which can save magic power. The residential buildings themselves are used to build a protective structure to effectively resist zombies.

An entire residential area was protected in this way. Dozens of residential buildings relied on each other to form a large fortress area that zombies could not cross. Not to mention the area was dozens of times larger than the more than 30-story building of Lashiwell, the overall magic expenditure Yang Sheng paid was only on par with that building.

Residents in the north usually store some food and water at home, even in summer. Yang Sheng randomly checked several households and found that they all looked good, obviously they had food reserves at home.

So he didn't distribute daily necessities here, but went straight to the next gathering place of survivors.

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Because of different national conditions and perhaps also because of some personal emotions and other reasons, the subjective initiative is different. In the mysterious country of World 03, in the city of Andong, Yang Sheng only spends 30 minutes to an hour on average to rescue a gathering place of survivors.