I sell Coke in the doomsday

"forgive me."

In the darkness, someone was whispering, and the voice was like countless voices overlapping, making it difficult to distinguish.

I have no such memory, but I feel that this is not the first time I have heard this sound.

In the darkness, I couldn't see, my consciousness was confused, and I didn't remember what happened to me. I could only wander in the endless darkness like a puppet.

That strange voice has been echoing in my ears. For some reason, that voice seems to be very sad, as if it is a parting of life and death, and it is heartbreaking.

I really want to see who would say such a thing to me.

I don’t know how long it had been, but suddenly a ray of light appeared in the darkness, and at that moment, I in reality slowly opened my eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes, my vision was still blurry, but I finally recalled some memories.

I remember that a big truck hit my pickup truck at a very fast speed. I seemed to faint under the huge impact.

Who is it? Who wants to do this?

I bit the tip of my tongue hard, trying to wake myself up. The pain at the tip of my tongue did make me more awake, and I subconsciously moved my arms.

As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, I realized that my arms had been locked with an iron chain. I didn't care and tried to break the chain with my arms.

However, no matter how hard I tried, the chain didn't budge at all and showed no sign of breaking.

"Don't even try. Even a big truck can't break this chain."

A voice I had never heard before rang out. I looked up suddenly and saw the girl sitting cross-legged three steps away from me.

I seemed to be in an abandoned factory. The light was dim and I couldn't see the girl's face clearly. She didn't care at all and took off her top without hesitation, exposing her upper body completely.

There was a very exaggerated wound on the girl's fair back. It looked very painful, but the girl seemed not to feel any pain. She took out a clean piece of cloth, wrapped it around her back and covered the wound.

My eyes flashed, and I looked carefully at the wound on the girl's back, a strange color flashed in my eyes, and at this moment, the girl turned around, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and she smiled at me while putting on her clothes.

"Is it beautiful? You are so absorbed in watching it."

I looked at the smiling girl and didn't ask her purpose, but spoke softly.

"Those are the scars left by zombies. You are going to become a zombie."

The girl was not panicked at all when she heard this. Instead, she pulled over a tattered chair, sat in front of me, raised her eyebrows, and spoke nonchalantly.

"When I hit you with the truck, the noise was so loud that it attracted a lot of zombies."

The girl spread her hands and smiled cheerfully.

"But I didn't suffer too much, just a few bites and scratches."

The girl in front of me admitted it so readily that I didn't know how to continue asking. Besides, I seemed to have seen this girl somewhere before.

"Have we... met before?"

Hearing this, the girl narrowed her eyes slightly, stretched out her fingers, tapped the chair lightly, and sighed in disappointment.

"Yes, it's been so many years, I don't think you can remember me."

I frowned, not wanting to waste any more time on this topic, and spoke directly to the girl in front of me.

"You're going to be a zombie soon, do you still have time to chat with me here?"

"Why don't you make a deal with me..."

Before I could finish my words, the strange girl laughed silently, as if she was not worried about her injuries at all.

"I won't get infected."

The girl looked at me and said this in a concise and meaningful way, which instantly disrupted my thoughts. I looked at her in astonishment, but she just looked at me with a smile, and slowly spoke under my gaze.

"You may not know that after eating your flesh and blood, you will not be infected by zombies again."

"Do you remember, Lord God?"

The girl's last sentence was drawn out and sounded very meaningful, but at that moment, I felt cold all over, my stomach churned, and I almost vomited.

"You are... a member of the Corpse God Cult."

The girl pursed her lips and spoke gently.

"Yes, God."

"We're here to take you home."

Boom! With a muffled sound, the iron chain twitched rapidly. I threw myself forward with all my strength, my eyes red, looking at the girl in front of me with uncontrollable anger, and growled.

"You beasts!"

The chains were extremely strong. I struggled with all my might, but only managed to loosen them slightly. However, I continued to glare at the girl in front of me fiercely.

Looking at my gritting teeth, the girl remained calm, took out a pistol, and then, as I watched, silently ejected all the bullets.

"I have no ill intentions, we just want to take you back."

After the girl removed all the bullets from the magazine, she threw the gun to the ground and sighed with a complicated expression.

"You are our only hope."

Hearing this, I couldn't help sneering. To this day, I can still remember being tied to a high platform and being eaten by them like food.

"What hope? Are you short of food again?"

My expression became colder and colder, and the anger in my heart grew stronger and stronger. Looking at the familiar girl in front of me, I couldn't help but sneer.

"To be honest, I can't understand why you would come here just for me."

"How stupid are you guys?"

Hearing this, the girl gave a bitter smile, reached out to push away her long hair from her forehead, and spoke slowly.

"Do you really not remember me?"

The answer was irrelevant to the question. I was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why the girl in front of me was so obsessed with this topic. I raised my eyebrows and said coldly.

"I should have seen you before, but I just forgot. After all, everyone in the Corpse God Cult has cut my flesh."

The girl lowered her head weakly, then slowly raised it, supported her chin with one hand, looked at me very seriously, and spoke slowly.

"It's different. We are friends."

"I've told you a lot of stories, and you've told me a lot of stories."

"Do not you remember?"

Hearing this, my heart moved, and I looked carefully at the girl in front of me. Seeing this, the girl's eyes lit up, and she leaned her little face towards me and said expectantly.

"Look carefully, it's me."

After a moment, my pupils moved slightly, and I finally remembered some memories. I looked at the girl in front of me, lowered my brows, and said in a low voice.

"You've grown up, little one."

Hearing this, a hint of joy immediately flashed across the girl's pretty eyes. Just as she was about to speak, a big hand suddenly reached out and instantly pinched her slender neck.

"Well!"

With a groan of pain, the chains behind me fell into the dust, and countless bottles of Coke fell to the ground. I pinched the neck of the girl in front of me with one hand and whispered.

"My meat, little one..."

"Is it tasty?"

Chapter 146 Reunion (Part 2)

Although it may not sound nice, I am indeed a good runner.

Yes, I had no way to break free from the chains, but when my physical fitness was average back then, I was able to deal with this kind of bondage, otherwise I would not have been able to escape from the Corpse God Cult.

The cola that appears out of thin air will forcibly squeeze the space, and even things that are much harder than cola will not be spared.

While the girl in front of me was still talking, I was secretly looking for an opportunity to get some words out of her.

But the annoying thing is that this little girl is like a riddler, and she has worn out my patience, so I plan to take a tough approach and ask her directly.

The girl's neck was very thin and soft. I could have completely broken her neck with just a little force, but I didn't do that because I really knew her.

Many years ago, when I was still trapped in the Corpse God Cult, there was always a little girl who came to chat with me. She didn't eat my flesh and blood, but instead asked me questions.

"Does it hurt?"

I really thought that she would be different from others, but in the end, when her mother was sick, she cut off my flesh and blood like everyone else.

According to them, my flesh and blood are the best medicine, which is absolutely ridiculous.

Under my palm, the girl's face gradually turned red and her breathing became difficult. She struggled subconsciously, but her arms became weak.

I would really strangle her. Now I don't have much time to waste on the past.

Therefore, if I don't get the information I want, the girl in front of me has no value in living. I don't care about the so-called past connection.

Before the girl was about to suffocate, I loosened my grip on her and she immediately collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, and unable to speak for a long time.

I looked down at the girl, condescending to her miserable appearance, and said coldly.

"Next, you answer whatever I ask."

"If you can't answer, then go to hell."

The girl panted, her expression changed slightly, she looked at me with some confusion, and said with a complicated expression.

"You weren't like this before."

I didn't comment. Right now, I didn't have time to worry about good and evil. I just wanted to escape from this damn place.

How long does it take for a person to become bad? There is no accurate answer to this question. It may take years of struggle, or it may only take one terrible day, or it may only take one thought.

"Tell me why you are so obsessed with me."

No matter which angle you look at it from, it is extremely stupid and unprofitable for the Corpse God Cult to travel across mountains and rivers to find me.

In the apocalypse, taking such a trip would most likely result in total annihilation.

My rations are not worth such a huge price. They must have other purposes.

The girl touched her neck and slowly stood up. She didn't call for help, nor did she show any fear. Instead, she seemed angry. She sat back in the chair and turned her face to one side.

I frowned and stretched out my hand again, ready to break the neck of the girl in front of me. She couldn't have come here alone. If I killed her, I could get information from other people.

So, there is nothing to regret.

Just as my palm was about to fall, the girl suddenly asked softly.

"What time is it now?"

Hearing this, my hands froze and my eyes were filled with confusion. This question was incoherent and too absurd, but I still subconsciously glanced at the window in the distance.

The view outside the window looks like dusk. Is it already this time? No wonder the light here is so poor.

The girl fished out a mechanical watch from her pocket and spoke softly while wiping the surface.

"From now on, the days will get shorter and the nights will get longer."

"Until the night falls forever and there is no more day."

My first reaction when I heard this was that it was ridiculous. What about the eternal night coming? The sun won’t go out.

After wiping the mirror of the watch clean, the girl turned around, pointed at the watch with a stern face and spoke very seriously.

"I know you won't believe me, but look at what time it is now?"

I glanced at the mirror and saw the pointer moving. The time indicated by the hour hand was exactly four o'clock.

Four o'clock... Four o'clock? It was the end of autumn and approaching winter, but compared to the time I remembered, in winter, dusk would be around five o'clock at the earliest.

My eyes flashed, and a chill rose in my heart. I looked at the girl in front of me and said coldly.

"Nonsense, you must have tampered with this mechanical watch."

Hearing this, the girl pouted, gave me a cute look, and muttered softly.

"Do you know how long it took me to find a watch? Believe it or not."

For some reason, the attitude of the girl in front of me was very strange. Ten years ago, we might have been friends, but after she cut off my flesh and blood, I could no longer trust her.

Even though I myself vaguely felt that the current time of day and night was a little strange, I still didn't want to believe this girl.

"Do you think I would trust someone who has eaten my flesh?"