Chapter 140
The sudden appearance of the black shadow caught several of them completely off guard. Lian Qiguang had no time to […]
He was born twenty years after the apocalypse. Over the course of forty-five years, he rose from a refugee camp on Third Street to become Huaxia’s number one expert.
In humanity’s final battle against the zombies, he perished together with the Zombie King. Humanity’s nearly seventy years of darkness came to an end, ushering in a new hope.
When he opened his eyes again, three thousand years had already passed.
Before he could even figure out his situation, he was faced with the tragedy of being packaged up and given away.
Scene One: On the battlefield. A black shadow flashed by, accompanied by a cold gleam. A three-meter-long mutant was instantly hacked apart.
“What are you doing here?” the BOSS asked darkly.
Guang calmly sheathed his blade.
“We ran out of soy sauce at home. Came out to buy some. Just passing by.”
Scene Two: Staring at the BOSS’s face, Guang fell silent for a long while. Then he reached out a finger and poked at his expressionless face—the same face that had been stiff the whole time—and said seriously,
“I’m shy.”
“………….” BOSS
Scene Three:
“As the General’s wife, you should be quite skilled with musical instruments, right?” the white lotus asked.
“No.” Guang.
“What about tea ceremony?” the white lotus smiled.
“No.” Guang.
“Painting?” the white lotus continued smiling.
“No.” Guang.
“Then what can you do?” the white lotus asked smugly.
Guang lowered his head in thought.
A moment later, a cold flash streaked through the air. A long blade stopped two centimeters in front of the white lotus’s nose.
“Does killing people count?”
As the words fell—
Crack!
The table split cleanly in half.
The sudden appearance of the black shadow caught several of them completely off guard. Lian Qiguang had no time to […]
It was already completely dark. The zombies concealed within the darkness let out excited snarls and began their own feast
Lian Qiguang’s mental state was getting worse and worse. Although every time he faced Xiahou Shaoxuan’s concern and questions, Lian
The journey back to District One went surprisingly smoothly. There were no attacks from zombie birds, and before nightfall, the
Inside an abandoned building, Mi Xiaobao curled up, filthy and huddled in a quiet, dark corner, his red-rimmed eyes staring
“Right now, the zombies have surrounded the city, and the crisis of human extinction is right before our eyes. Although
Inside the space, Lian Qiguang sat barefoot by the lake, a beautiful yet eerie red rose clasped between his fingers.
“What!!” A cry of shock came from the conference room. Xiahou Luoyu and Xiahou Jue knocked over their chairs as
Xiahou Shaoxuan stood silently in the empty corridor, looking through the thick glass at the two tiny babies inside the
It had been five days. It had already been five days since Lian Qiguang arrived in District Seven. Ever since
“We could only rush this much.” Old Yuan, his messy hair atop his head, handed a spatial device to Xiahou
“Pfft!” A zombie was cut in half at the waist. A military boot ruthlessly stomped onto the zombie’s head, crushing
“Damn it!” Yuan Ling struggled out from a pile of ruins. Looking at the wounds covering his body, he cursed