I sell Coke in the doomsday

Any living creature that exists forever and is immortal should not exist. People like me and the pieces of flesh peeled off from my body are irrational.

And now, under the control of my consciousness, the piece of meat that should have rotted ten years ago has finally met its due end.

I slowly stood up and looked carefully. The huge body in front of me had turned into dust and fell into the soil, never to be seen again.

And in the midst of the dust, I saw a figure falling to the ground in a mess and then slowly standing up.

It was Sun He.

Just as I thought, Sun He did not enter the spiritual world due to insufficient time for fusion. And when the spiritual world collapsed and his huge body began to decay, he was like a useless thing, and was excluded and left behind.

Sun He stood up awkwardly, his eyes filled with fear and anger. He had no idea what had happened, but as he looked at the huge body that was disappearing, he should have understood that this matter had something to do with me.

“Mo Li!!!!”

"I am going to kill you!!!!!"

Sun He's eyes were red as he looked at me like a wounded beast, roaring and snarling like an evil ghost, ready to devour anyone.

I was a little surprised that he actually knew my real name. What a disgusting guy.

Anger had clouded Sun He's head, otherwise he would not have told such a not-so-funny joke as wanting to kill an immortal.

After Sun He stood firmly, he picked up an iron rod on the spot, strode towards me, and swung it at my head.

I stood there with an indifferent expression, and easily grabbed the iron rod that was swung down. No matter how hard Sun He tried, the iron rod did not move at all.

Sun He's eyes changed, and a trace of panic flashed across his face. I held the iron rod, slowly exerted force in my hand, and slowly spoke to Sun He.

"From today on, no one will die because of you."

As word after word came out of my mouth, the iron rod in my hand gradually bent and deformed, and was finally completely flattened by me.

Sun He finally reacted. He let go of the iron rod in panic and turned to escape. However, the moment he turned around, my right hand had already grabbed his right arm and twisted it counterclockwise.

With a crisp sound of bone cracking, Sun He's right arm was twisted into a ball of rotten flesh by me.

"what!!!"

Sun He's face turned pale instantly and he let out a painful scream. I took a step forward and kicked him in the knee of his right leg with all my strength.

Bang! With a loud explosion, bones and muscles were torn apart, and his right leg exploded from the knee, turning into a cloud of blood. He was no longer qualified to stand, and fell to the ground with his back facing the sky. But even so, Sun He was still unwilling to wait for death. Instead, he twisted his body hard and crawled forward slowly.

I picked up the deformed iron rod and slowly followed him, moving forward step by step. Finally, I stepped on his back with my foot, raised the iron rod high, aimed at his head, and said the line I often said.

"Goodnight, you scumbag."

The next moment, the iron rod was swung down heavily, and a head flew up and rolled into the dust.

Chapter 207 Tiredness

Blood suddenly spurted out and the tattered head rolled to my feet. The facial features on the head were distorted to the extreme, full of fear, and the head died with his eyes open.

I looked at the head at my feet, slowly raised my eyes, took a deep breath, and looked up at the sky.

The nightmare that lasted for eleven years finally came to an end today, although it ended in a way I never expected.

I stood there for a long time, finally threw down the bent iron rod, and turned away.

In these eleven years of life, I have long understood that the pleasure of revenge is an extremely short-lived thing, as if it only lasts for a moment, and the rest is emptiness and loneliness with nowhere to turn to.

The lights here were bright, hiding the moonlight. I walked over the corpses on the ground and walked step by step to the gate of the stronghold. Just as I was about to step out of the gate, I suddenly laughed.

"Hahahahahaha."

My laughter was not crazy, but rather unusually calm, as if I had heard a bad joke.

A bad joke indeed.

The people in this stronghold should be considered my believers, and I am their god, but they died in my hands, without leaving any trace of their bodies.

In religious stories, gods always suddenly send down floods with the intention of destroying mankind. According to doctrine, this is all mankind's fault. And the same interesting thing is happening here and now.

I, a false god, killed my last believer.

Well, what a bad joke, even worse than the dirty joke I told Tongtong.

I turned around, closed the gate of the Chaishan stronghold with my backhand, picked up a few wooden sticks on the ground, and propped them against the gate.

There is a complete power generation equipment here, and we can't just waste it. Besides, there are so many zombies. Tomorrow, let the people in the greenhouse put their work over there aside and transform the zombies here first.

With this idea in mind, I found a lot of stones and sticks nearby and blocked the gate. After a long time, the entire gate was blocked tightly by me.

Sometimes, my apocalyptic life seems like a shitty game, with a shortage of supplies. Although there are no particularly exaggerated bosses, there is a nasty problem of a lot of monsters.

Fortunately, every time you clear so many monsters, you will get good rewards for advancing the map.

I clapped my hands, looked at the tightly blocked gate of the stronghold, nodded with satisfaction, turned and left. The broken car I drove was overturned to the ground by the squeeze of the tide of zombies, and became even more dilapidated.

I have to say that Zi Su was a little too honest. I asked her to take her people and leave first, but she actually left without leaving a car for me.

I had to rely on brute force to turn the broken car over and sit in it.

After a simple test, I found that my luck was pretty good. The headlights were broken, the windows were all shattered, the steering wheel was loose, and half of the seat was crooked.

But, the car still runs.

I didn't think much about it. Instead, I was glad that the car could still move, otherwise I would have to walk all night.

Rumble! The harsh engine sound rang in my ears. There was something wrong with the sound, but I didn't care. After all, it was a blessing that the car could run. If the engine sound was wrong, then it was wrong.

I gripped the loose steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the greenhouse base.

At first, everything went smoothly. This broken car ran very steadily and there were no problems with gear shifting. But when I drove the car out of the mountains and forests and came to the plains, I realized that something was wrong.

Because I was concerned about the lifespan of this old car, I drove very slowly. The mountain road was bumpy and I couldn't feel the speed very clearly. But when I came to the plain, I suddenly found that the speed of this car seemed to be getting faster and faster.

I frowned. The car's speed didn't increase noticeably. I wasn't sure if it was my illusion, so I didn't dare to draw any conclusions.

After thinking for a moment, I stepped on the accelerator with doubt.

The next moment, the car's engine made a furious noise as if it refused to admit defeat, and a strong wind blew towards me. My body, under inertia, slammed into the seat.

Damn, what a strong feeling of pushing on my back.

Billowing black smoke was discharged from the rear of the car. The broken car, which was about to fall apart, suddenly started as if by a catapult. At an eerie speed, it drew a straight black line across the vast plain.

Now, this broken car is driving madly at the fastest speed. Without the protection of the window glass, the cold wind blows roughly on my face, making it impossible for me to open my eyes.

I didn't care about anything else and stepped on the brakes as hard as I could. However, nothing happened. The brakes were as unnecessary as the ginger in the chicken nuggets.

There was no other way. I reached out and felt for the handbrake on the side. If I pulled the handbrake at this speed, I would not be able to land smoothly. I planned to rely on my immortal body to get through it.

I fumbled for a long time and finally found that the handbrake seemed to be completely broken. I was immediately furious and hit the steering wheel with my fist uncontrollably.

"Oh shit!"

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the steering wheel hit my ankle directly and broke into two pieces.

My breath choked and the corners of my eyes twitched constantly. If there were someone else present at this time, he would have been able to see that my expression became extremely painful.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

I talked to myself to comfort myself, trying to calm myself down and start to organize my thoughts.

The current situation is that this broken car is out of control, the headlights are broken, the windows are all shattered, the doors are deformed and barely closed, the manual transmission doesn't work, the brakes are scrapped, and the accelerator is out of order.

This is not a big problem at all. If it happens to an ordinary person, it would just be a car crash and death.

I thought about it and decided to jump out of this damn car, so I raised my left foot and kicked the door open while the car was moving at high speed.

The broken car door fell off in an instant and fell onto the bluestone road, creating a burst of sparks before barely coming to a stop.

Looking at this scene, my scalp suddenly went numb, really went numb. According to the tragic condition of the car door just now, if I jumped down, my scalp would definitely be scraped off, exposing my skull.

Although I was always injured, shot in the head, and pierced by bullets, I could never get used to the feeling of pain, especially the feeling of cold wind blowing on my skull when my scalp was scraped off.

I moved my body, put my hands on my head, and tried to land on my butt, which was what my father told me earnestly when I was a child.

"Stop hitting other kids on the head with a stick or you'll have to pay for it."

"You have to aim for the buttocks. There's a lot of flesh there, so it's not easy to damage it."

Recalling my father's instructions, I took a deep breath and prepared to jump down on my butt. However, the space in the car was too small, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't adjust my posture.

And... no matter how you land, it seems like it will be painful.

I can be decisive in many things, such as killing people, or using my head to take someone's punch, but at this moment I can't bear to do that.

Who would want to go through things that "what doesn't kill me will only make me stronger" if they could?

After thinking for a long time, I gave up the idea of ​​jumping out of the car and escaping. Instead, I crawled to the back seat of the car and lay down comfortably in the back seat during the bumpy ride.

Well, let’s get started!

I don’t know when this broken car will stop, either when it runs out of fuel or when it hits something, and my idea is very simple, no matter what else, I will just let myself get some sleep first.

When people are asleep, they don't feel any fear, tension, or pressure of being on guard. I just need to feel the pain at the moment of waking up.

This is undoubtedly a way of giving up, relying on one's own immortality, giving up other better ways, and giving up thinking.

But... I really want to give up for once, and I also want to do nothing and just go with the flow.

If I didn't have immortality, I would be destined to be a mediocre passerby who is unworthy of being the protagonist. I like that kind of life.

Struggling in this doomsday, fighting with others, doing selfless things, and telling people things that no one listens to, these are not things that someone like me should do.

It's so tiresome.

I took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it. My tense spirit relaxed and I actually fell into a deep sleep in this bumpy car.

Chapter 208 Reunion

Someone once told me something very interesting, which is that when you close your eyes, you can't see anything, not even darkness.

If you don't believe it, try closing your eyes and tell me what you see. Is it the same darkness as you imagined?

Because of this, those who are born blind cannot even imagine the concept of darkness.

But when I fell asleep, I felt that darkness was everywhere, surrounding the whole world. In this darkness, time seemed to be disordered, and in the blink of an eye, it was dawn.

I don’t know how long I slept. The expected explosion did not happen, nor did any violent collision occur. I was sleeping soundly, and the out-of-control car was heading towards an unknown future.

It was not until the next morning that I woke up slowly from my long sleep. The winter sun shone on my face through the broken car window, bringing a slight warmth.

I sat up from my seat sleepily, surprised that this broken car was still there and curious about how it stopped.

In the dim light, I looked outside the car, but saw white mist covering it, flowing slowly, and I couldn't see through it.

Winter fog. In my memory, winter fog is not common, but every time it appears, it is extremely beautiful, like walking among the clouds and roaming the sky.

I smiled silently, stretched myself, turned around, and looked forward, but I was stunned and unable to move.

In the rolling white mist, the huge outline of the city was looming, and green roots were winding up along the white buildings. In front of the car, a beautiful girl in a white dress stood in the white mist.

The azure pupils seemed to emit a faint light, the long eyelashes cast a light shadow, and the corners of the mouth revealed a charming yet dangerous arc.

It’s beautiful, really beautiful, like an elf that exists in fantasy, pure white and inviolable.

So it was Tongtong? Where on earth had this broken car taken me?

Shrouded in mist, Tongtong looked at me quietly, then stretched out her fair little hand in my direction and spoke softly.

"I told you that if you appear in front of me again, you will be in danger."

After saying that, Tongtong's little hand gently held mine. My eyelids jumped, and without time to think about anything, I turned sideways, pushed open the car door, and rolled out. At the same time, a sharp green root went through from under the car and tore the entire car apart.

I rolled quickly on the ground, and while I stood firmly, I quickly reached to my waist, took out a pistol, aimed the gun at Tongtong, and confronted her.

Yes, Tongtong said that to me on the day she told me the truth.

When we meet again, she will use all means to imprison me and keep me by her side, and then on the day when the flowers bloom, she will take out my heart and win the bet.

I held the pistol and looked at Tongtong not far away. A slightly bitter taste came from the corners of my mouth, like bile flowing down and passing through every part of my body.

The white mist became thinner and thinner, and the outline of the city behind Tongtong became clearer and clearer. However, the two of us were like puppets, confronting each other without any murderous intent.

Although I have known for a long time that there would be a day when Tongtong and I would meet again, but according to my plan, that day should not come so soon.

There are no bullets in my gun, it's just an empty frame, but I dare not think, if there are really bullets in my gun, would I shoot and kill Tongtong here.

I think so, because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the best chance to end this boring farce. I may never have the chance to be so close to Tongtong again.

Tongtong can control huge roots, and her physical strength is far superior to mine. I have no chance of winning.