I sell Coke in the doomsday

When Zi Su hit the nail on the head, I was speechless and unable to refute anything. Zi Su sighed and spoke softly.

"I don't know the Tongtong you mentioned, but I always remember that you didn't want to talk about it that night."

"Thinking about it now, what you meant at that time was that you shouldn't let the current you know more about that Tongtong."

"Why think too much."

"Isn't she the most important person to you?"

My eyes flashed and my heart was slightly touched. This was indeed something I would do.

However, I still can’t figure out why my past self has memories of the future.

Could it be that at some time in the future, my consciousness will return to the past?

I breathed a sigh of relief. Since I'm here now, I might as well make the best of it. I probably won't be able to find the answers to these puzzles right now. I can only wait.

What I can’t imagine is that in the future, will I become a riddle man?

This overly complicated information made my clueless brain confused, and I asked Zi Su somewhat embarrassedly.

"what's next?"

"What should we do next?"

Zi Su looked at me, thought about it seriously, and then said to me.

"I am not the only one sent by the Corpse God Cult. There are fifty people coming with me."

"Although more than thirty people were killed on the way, there are still more than a dozen people left. We are staying outside now."

"They wanted to eat your flesh to strengthen their own physique. If I hadn't stopped them, the scene of our reunion would not have been very pretty."

I felt a chill run down my spine. My impression of the Corpse God Cult's members has always been that they were a bunch of white maggots, extremely disgusting.

Without thinking too much, I stood up and stretched my wrists.

"So, I have to kill those guys outside first."

However, as soon as I finished speaking, Zi Su shook her head gently. She slowly stood up and said something in confusion.

"That's not necessary. They're eating broth right now."

I looked at Zi Su in confusion, but saw that Zi Su had a smug look on his face, with his hands on his waist, proudly raising his little chin, and speaking to me as if to take credit.

"Hey, I added pink flower powder to the broth."

"..."

Zi Su has already said that the powder of the pink flowers is the strongest poison to anyone who has eaten my flesh and blood, so the fate of the people outside can be predicted.

However, I was a little confused about why Zi Su betrayed the Corpse God Cult so decisively, so I couldn't help but ask her.

"As I recall, your mother is in the Corpse God Cult. Is it really okay for you to do this?"

Hearing this, Zi Su's breath stopped and the smile on his face froze.

I seem to have asked a question that I shouldn't have asked.

After a brief silence, Zi Su put his hand to his forehead, lowered his head, looked at his toes, and spoke softly.

"Mom...she's long gone."

Zi Su gently raised his foot, kicked away a piece of gravel on the ground, and spoke softly.

"Your flesh and blood are indeed very useful. Mom's illness is indeed cured."

"But she...cannot accept this result."

"She felt guilty and angry. Although she didn't say a harsh word to me, I could see that she was still upset about me cutting off your heart."

"She died a year after you left the Corpse God Cult."

I don’t know what to say about this, but it seems like I see again the little girl who sympathized with me back then.

Our parents’ words and deeds are ultimately our first teachers.

Good and evil are passed down from generation to generation in this way.

Chapter 150 Refutation

"This used to be a factory, and the zombies nearby have been cleared out."

"Next, we'll wait for the people outside to eat the broth, and then we can get away."

Zi Su was very satisfied with his plan. It would take little effort to deal with the dozen or so people outside. It was indeed an excellent plan.

But I feel a little regretful. I have always harbored hatred towards the people of the Corpse God Cult, and I am looking forward to killing them with my own hands.

But no matter how regretful I am, I can only follow Zi Su's plan now. After all, if a head-on conflict really happens, I can kill everyone and get away with it, but Zi Su does not have my immortal body.

With so many people standing in a mess, no one can predict what the result will be.

"Okay, just do as you say."

I found another chair, sat down and started waiting. The little girl Zi Su sat next to me very naturally. She sat too close to me, making me a little uncomfortable.

I am used to silence. When I am with Tongtong, we can sit for a long time without talking, and I won’t get bored of anything. This is the peace that no one else can give me.

But Zi Su was obviously not a person who could calm down. She looked around and finally set her sights on me. She blinked and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow.

Before I knew it, Zi Su moved closer to me, sighing softly.

"It's amazing, you don't look any older."

I raised my eyes slightly and looked at Zi Su beside me. When Zi Su saw me looking at him, he smiled brightly.

In nine years, the little girl who always liked to tell me fairy tales has grown up.

I intuitively felt the passage of time. During these long ten years, I almost forgot about time because of my special physique.

Ten years of immortality are enough to make me forget, and this long time is enough for a little girl to grow into a graceful young lady.

For a moment, my mood was quite complicated. Looking at Zi Su in front of me, I sighed sincerely.

"You've grown up, little one."

Hearing this, Zi Su curled his lips slightly, clasped his hands together, and bent his fingers with some dissatisfaction, and said angrily.

"Why do you speak in such an elder's tone? It sounds weird."

About the same. If I didn’t have this immortal body, I would probably be in my thirties.

I smiled silently, and thought carefully about the past ten years. Apart from getting used to killing people, I haven't made any progress at all.

Moreover, in this apocalypse, killing is not something special. It is as easy as breathing and everyone can do it easily.

Before my thoughts drifted away, my slow brain finally remembered another very important thing. I turned my head and asked Zi Su.

"Speaking of which, you have had contact with Li Yi, right?"

Zi Su nodded slightly, his expression became a little strange, and he whispered to me.

"Yes, the big truck that hit you was taken from Li Yi by me."

"..."

This little girl really doesn't know how to chat. She successfully disrupted my thoughts. I couldn't help but roll my eyes and then continued to ask her.

"Don't talk about those useless things. I want to know the current situation of the ancient city stronghold."

Hearing this, Zi Su, who was already restless, turned around completely, moved closer to me, and said with curiosity in his eyes.

"The ancient city stronghold is now amazing. It has basically become a garden for Li Yi to plant pink flowers."

"I don't know what kind of person Li Yi was before, but now he seems to be possessed by a demon, changing his appearance every day."

Hearing this, my heart moved. It turned out to be similar to my guess. Li Yi was using the people in the ancient city stronghold as soil for cultivating pink flowers.

"Isn't he afraid that the people in the city will riot if he does this?"

Logically speaking, after experiencing Liu Yong’s brutal rule, the people in the ancient city stronghold should have become more courageous and should not be like meat on the chopping board to be slaughtered at will.

Zi Su shrugged slightly, spread out his hands helplessly, and spoke slowly.

"It's very simple, because most of the young people in the ancient city stronghold have been pulled into the pink flower team by Li Yi, and they can't resist that deadly thing."

"Especially Li Yi, he is already in a state of severe addiction. His body is covered with pink petal powder, which makes it convenient for him to inhale at any time."

I raised my eyebrows and my face instantly turned gloomy. I knew very well the power of the pink flower. It was more powerful than any drug.

Especially in this world, almost no one can resist this kind of thing.

But, I couldn’t help but think of this guy Qu Yunliu. Li Yi was very similar to Qu Yunliu, but also a little different.

Although I don't want to praise a person who has gone astray, Qu Yunliu is really a very strange person. He actually controlled the dosage he took and simply used the pink flowers as a tool to prolong his life.

I don’t know how to evaluate that guy. I can only say that his obsession is really incredible to me.

A person who is so persistent should be admired, right?

While I was daydreaming, Zi Su continued talking, and mentioned something with interest.

"By the way, that Li Yi hates you like crazy."

"When I set out, he told me to cut off your head as a gift."

Zi Su looked at me curiously and asked.

"What on earth did you do to him to make him hate you so much?"

I was a little speechless. As for Li Yi and Gao Lian, I don't think I have done anything wrong. Even if they don't want to remember my good points, they should have no regrets.

"God knows what he is thinking. At least I have never done anything to let him down."

Hearing this, Zi Su seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, she seemed to have come up with her own answer and spoke tentatively.

"Perhaps, it's because the pink flowers are gradually taking over his body."

"As the opposing camp to you, those who inhale pink flowers will instinctively become hostile to you."

I nodded slightly, looked at Zi Su approvingly, and smiled.

"I didn't realize you have such a good brain."

Zi Su chuckled, not being modest at all. Instead, he straightened his flat chest with unusual pride and said.

"I am still very useful."

Suddenly, Zi Su changed the subject and asked me.

"Come to think of it, I heard about what you did here from Li Yi."

“Like most people would say, do you ever feel at some point that you’ve done something wrong?”

"In this world, is it a bit... uh... naive to expect everyone to live like they did in the past?"

I know what Zi Su originally wanted to say. In our time, that word was a derogatory term full of mockery.

Holy Mother.

I lowered my brows, wanting to laugh but unable to. After a moment, I looked at Zi Su and said slowly.

"They killed to survive, and I killed them."

"They all killed people, so why are they normal and I am an outlier? And why should I be blamed?"

"Does that make sense?"

Zi Su seemed to think that this statement was inappropriate, but after thinking about it carefully for a long time, he could not say anything to refute it. I recalled those who had blamed and laughed at me, narrowed my eyes slightly, and spoke softly.

"In the final analysis, many people feel that in this world, so-called morality can be put aside and the only thing that matters is living."

"I think so too. The world is like this now. Why can't I live my own life?"

"They will kill anyone who gets in the way, and to me, they are in the way, so I can kill them, too."

"Right?"

Zi Su didn't answer my question, so I continued.

"Some people want to kill me in order to survive."

"In the end, I killed them. Am I wrong?"

"Should I be killed by them? They can live, but I can't?"