I sell Coke in the doomsday

"According to the intelligence we obtained from previous battles with Epiphyllums, those Epiphyllums that have wisdom and self-personality have the ability to control lower-level zombies."

"So, if they were still here, they would not allow these zombies to foolishly commit suicide."

"The only explanation is that they are not here."

"From the beginning to the end, their goal was to delay us."

"And the only place that's worth it is the Shield Point."

Yes, the purpose of those wise Epiphyllums is to cut off our retreat.

Our initial plan was to fight and retreat all the way. If we couldn't hold this place, we would retreat back to the shield stronghold. On the way leading to the shield stronghold, we had set up traps.

The shield stronghold is home to technicians who are responsible for making equipment, our bows and arrows, our knives, and even our crudely made bullets.

The most important thing is that the shield fortress is built on the mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Compared with here, it has a city wall that has been continuously reinforced in the past five years.

That should have been our last line of defense and the best place for us to consume the number of Epiphyllums.

"Boss, should we send some men to surround the Shield Point?"

In response to Zi Su's question, I took a deep breath and waved my hand.

"No need. After a whole day, I'm afraid there is no one left alive in the entire Shield Stronghold."

"Instead of wasting time, it is better to take advantage of the absence of those intelligent Epiphyllums to completely eliminate these zombies that rely on death orders."

Upon hearing this, the place fell into a dead silence, so quiet that it was eerie.

I could feel that many eyes were fixed on me, filled with resentment, anger, and deep disappointment.

There are people we all know and are familiar with in the shield stronghold, so my orders may be difficult for everyone to accept.

I didn't dare to look at the eyes of the crowd, so I could only lower my head and look at the soil beneath me.

For five whole years, I built the entire greenhouse stronghold into a huge monster, and deliberately ignored the shield stronghold, so that the enemy would also ignore the shield stronghold and think that the greenhouse stronghold would be the place for the decisive battle in the future.

But why did the other party seem to know all my thoughts and directly bypass me, who was more important to them, and even left behind these countless zombies to cover their actions?

The fire was still burning, but it was no longer as inspiring as before. Instead, it made people despair and want to give up.

After a long time, I slowly stood up, turned around and looked at the growing fire, and asked softly to the people behind me.

"Based on the current consumption, how long can our bullets last?"

After she finished speaking, I heard Zi Su take a deep breath behind me, and then she slowly spoke.

"If you use bows and arrows and guns alternately, you can last for two days at most."

I clenched my fists, a hint of madness flashed in my eyes, and I spoke in a deep voice with hatred.

"No need to save any more money, tomorrow is the deadline."

"Tomorrow, those wise Epiphyllums will come to this battlefield."

"I want you to suppress them with maximum firepower so that they don't have time to think."

"Get your long knives ready. When the bullets run out, start hand-to-hand combat."

"We must hold those guys back!"

Hearing this, Zi Su's face changed, he looked horrified, and couldn't help but ask.

"Boss, what do you want to do?"

The madness in my eyes grew stronger, my facial features became a little distorted, and I spoke through gritted teeth.

"I'm going to give it a try!"

"If we win, there's nothing to say. If we lose, we deserve to die!"

Zi Su still couldn't understand, so he stretched out his hand and pulled my body around him, and asked in a higher voice.

"Boss, what do you mean?"

I glanced at Zi Su, my eyes relaxed a little, my voice became lower, and I spoke slowly.

"It may sound harsh, but the outcome of this war has never been about you, nor about those ephemeral flowers."

"And between me and Tongtong."

"Even if all of you die, as long as I'm still alive, we won't lose."

"As long as I'm alive, there's still hope of winning."

"No matter how many Epiphyllums there are, as long as I kill Tongtong."

"We'll win."

Zi Su stood there in a daze, looking at me with extremely strange eyes, not knowing what to say, and I continued to explain to her.

"Zi Su, do you know?"

"The birth of an intelligent Epiphyllum, like Li Yi in the past, requires a large number of organisms to parasitize the Epiphyllum, and then an Epiphyllum with wisdom and self-awareness can be born."

"Just like your friend, she parasitized an entire lake of fish to be born."

Having said that, I paused, looked at Guanfu whose eyes were becoming brighter and brighter, and said with squinted eyes.

"So... those intelligent Epiphyllums are destined not to be born in large numbers."

"Hearing this, do you understand what I'm going to do?"

Chapter 216: An abrupt end (I)

"So... those intelligent Epiphyllums are destined not to be born in large numbers."

"Hearing this, do you understand what I'm going to do?"

Zi Su's eyes flickered, he looked at me in disbelief and shouted out.

"Are you crazy?"

I put my hand on Zi Su's shoulders, looked straight into her eyes, and spoke slowly.

"Our previous opponents were all living humans. They would be afraid and would be defeated."

"Kill off 30% of them and they will be seriously injured. Kill off 50% and they will start to flee. They will lose their ability to resist and will collapse at the first blow."

"But it's different now. The enemies we face now will not be afraid or defeated. Even if there is only one left, they will continue to attack."

"There's no way we can win."

"So, I'm going to take a gamble."

"I don't believe that a person can be unlucky for sixteen years."

When I said this, even I couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.

How foolish it is to pin your hopes on illusory luck. It is no different from those crazy gamblers who lose everything they have.

This is stupid, blind, and even cowardly.

But at the same time, it is the only thing I can do now.

I loosened my hands, leaving Zi Su with a complicated expression there, and turned away.

Frankly speaking, if I were a bystander at this moment, I would definitely think that I was a fool rushing to my death for making such a decision.

But this is really the only solution my stupid brain can come up with.

I returned to the room and searched for a long time before finding a pistol and a shotgun. After loading the bullets, I glanced at the sword in the room, felt melancholy for a moment, and finally wrapped the sword with a cloth strip and tied it to my back.

After making all the preparations, without saying goodbye to anyone, I found a motorcycle from the simple garage of the base, adjusted the direction, stepped on the accelerator, and set off in the opposite direction of the city.

In the dark night, the wall of fire in front of the position was still burning, and the zombies walked into the flames tirelessly and then fell down.

I took a deep breath, rode my motorcycle, and disappeared into the night.

In a war, the power of one person is insignificant. The so-called heroes are often artificially created heroes by packaging and exaggerating the story of that person for various purposes.

In such a war, personal heroism often appears pale and powerless, and is an irrational behavior that will drag down others.

The night wind was howling, I leaned over, my eyes narrowed into a line, and I felt more and more like a fool.

From the beginning to the end, I have never been able to become a savior.

I gave up. Instead of being a savior, I might as well do what a fool should do.

Taking great pains to develop strongholds and plan resistance strategies are not things I am good at. I cannot do them well or correctly, and I am always one step behind others.

So, I'm going to do it my own way.

Now, the city is weak in Epiphyllum power. As long as I can reach the city, I will have the opportunity to meet Tongtong alone.

My plan was as simple, crude and stupid as ever.

Next, in order to avoid being discovered by the other party, I would take a long detour, so long that it would take me several times longer than the normal route.

After all, I have lived in that city for many years. I still remember that only half of the city was preserved. The place where Tongtong and I lived was the half with intact buildings.

The closer you get to the city center, the more damaged the buildings are. Once you reach the center, there is only garbage on the ground and no buildings can be seen.

Tongtong will be there, and it doesn’t matter if she isn’t there, because the roots of that exaggeratedly large flower plant are right there.

I will go around to the back of the city, approach the giant flower plant from the ruins, then destroy the flower plant and kill...Tongtong.

I don't want to and don't want to struggle anymore.

Scold me, laugh at me.

From the very beginning, I was destined not to have a good ending. No matter I won or lost, I was destined to lose what I cared about.

I once lied to myself that there would be a way to have the best of both worlds, but in the end I still went down this path.

It was a dark night, the moonlight was very faint, the road was bumpy, and the snow that had fallen a few days earlier made the road seem a little difficult to walk on.

I bit my lips tightly. An unspeakable anger was growing wildly in my body, piercing its sharp roots deeply into my heart, making my atrium bloody and painful to the bone.

why why why!!

Why can't I just die without knowing anything?

I am such a mediocre person, why must I play an important role in this gamble?

Many years ago, like most people, I was unwilling to live an ordinary life and longed for an extraordinary life.

But when such a life came true, I found that I was not worthy of it at all.

I am just an ordinary, stupid person.

Wouldn't it be better to just let me die on that hospital bed?

Boom! While riding my motorcycle, I accidentally entered a shallow pit, and the motorcycle instantly flipped over. My body was thrown ten steps away, and my face hit the stone on the side of the road heavily.

I fell in the snow, climbed up with difficulty, reached out to touch my face, and pulled out a wooden stick that was stuck in my face. My palm was slippery, but when I looked closely, I saw it was stained with red blood.

“What a waste.”

I muttered incoherently, then laughed for no apparent reason. I groped in the dark, stood up, and slapped myself hard.

"You're fucking disgusting."

I cursed myself under my breath, then picked up the fallen motorcycle as if nothing had happened and started again.

I hate the feeling of pain. Even though I've experienced it countless times, I still can't get used to it. In other words...

Only pain will not make people feel bored.

The cold night wind penetrated into the wounds on my face, causing me pain but also awakening me from my self-loathing.

No matter how much I look down on myself, I feel that I am mediocre.

I have come this far, and I will keep going, even if the ending is not satisfactory. Perhaps this is my fate.

The night was long, and the stars in the east were looming. I leaned forward, staring straight ahead, and muttered silently in my heart.

Tongtong, I’m here to kill you.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The cold wind blew all night, and due to the continued low temperature, I almost lost the feeling of my hands and feet.

The motorcycle completely stalled when the sun rose and could no longer be used. I left the motorcycle behind, basking in the sunshine, and looking at the ruins ahead.