"The preparations are over."
On the 21st floor of Tianzhu, Yang Chen opened the door and walked in, looked at Zhang Ziliang and said.
"Um."
Zhang Ziliang put down the document in his hand, unable to hide the tired look on his face, and asked in a hoarse voice: "How is it over there in the Scavenger City?"
"It has already been explained."
Yang Chen's expression was a little complicated. He hesitated for a moment and asked: "That is a very strong force. If they are distributed to ten cities, more ordinary people can be saved."
"oh."
Zhang Ziliang looked at Yang Chen with a cold face: "Then what?"
"Although more ordinary people will be saved this time,... let's not mention the issue of sacrifice first."
"They are scavengers themselves and are better suited to survive in the wasteland."
"This time of eternal night is both a crisis and an opportunity!"
"Rescuing these ordinary people will greatly improve the strength of the entire human race."
"But if they survive the eternal night and survive in the wasteland, how much will their strength increase?"
"Remember, never think about how to survive in this wasteland, but... completely restore a peaceful and prosperous age to the world."
"Otherwise, there will be two eternal nights, three eternal nights... Do you know when this thing will come to an end?"
"It's just a slow death."
"Strength is the only solution!"
Zhang Ziliang's voice was full of coldness and without any emotion.
Yang Chen seemed to want to refute, opened his mouth several times, and finally swallowed it back.
Zhang Ziliang felt like...
No matter at what time, he always only considers the overall situation and the future...
that is...
A touch of human touch is missing.
He doesn't know whether this is good or bad...
In the end, Yang Chen left in silence.
Although he is not strong, he seems to be just Zhang Ziliang's mouthpiece in Tianzhu, with no sense of presence.
but...
After all, he is also a superpower.
He can also protect as many ordinary people as possible in this eternal night.
only...
During the eternal night, he will not be by Zhang Ziliang's side.
after all...
It seems that Zhang Ziliang does not need his own protection.
Rather than sitting there doing nothing like a waste, it is better to use your remaining energy.
Even if it means death!
Zhang Ziliang has his own way, he cannot persuade him, and he is not qualified to persuade him.
But he, Yang Chen, also has his own inner persistence!
Instead of persuading others, be yourself!
this...
It’s Yang Chen.
An ordinary little person.
…
Wasteland.
There was no mail truck following him this time. Wang Ye walked alone in the wasteland and saw a ghost almost every few hundred meters.
These ghosts were wandering around in the wasteland in a haphazard manner, as if they had no meaning.
Wang Ye held the table leg chopped off from the Shili Cemetery in his hand. Every once in a while, he would hit the gong on his chest, making a harsh sound.
Countless low-level ghosts subconsciously made way for Wang Ye to pass.
Countdown to eternal night...
three minutes.
At this time, it was completely dark, and the air was filled with a strong ghost spirit, exuding a cold atmosphere.
Under the erosion of this strong ghostly aura, the plants on the roadside seemed to come alive, with swaying vines and full of weirdness.
Those ordinary ghosts were nourished by this pure ghost energy, and their stiff expressions seemed to become more flexible, and their walking postures became more natural.
Three minutes passed...
The second eternal night!
Come!
Boundless darkness fills this world, with no light visible.
Everything seemed so gloomy and dead!
This darkness seems to be the deepest fear in people's hearts. It chooses and devours people, which is terrifying.
…
In the wasteland, countless roars sounded, and the roars were full of excitement!
The eyes of each ghost exude a strange light, constantly absorbing the pure ghost energy.
At the moment when eternal night falls.
Wang Ye took the soul lamp out of the bag and hung it on his right waist!
In the endless darkness, a glimmer of light stubbornly ignited.
Although it looks very weak and shaky, it brings endless warmth to people in this depressing atmosphere.
not far away...
A low mountain suddenly collapsed, and a pair of legs rushed out from the bottom of the mountain.
The waist seemed to have been cut off by something, and the wound was smooth and flat.
It had been buried for so long, and there was still blood dripping from the wound.
And these legs exude a terrifying aura!
Under the nourishment of this pure ghost energy, two slender arms suddenly grew on these legs.
There are also a pair of eyes hanging on the palms of both arms.
Full of cunning and cruelty.
...
Half king level!
Feeling the breath emanating from these legs, Wang Ye looked serious and solemn!
and...
This breath has a sense of familiarity!
The lower body of that guy from Lin'an City?
If these two parts are combined, a true ghost king will be born in this wasteland.
only...
It doesn't matter anymore.
Because, more and more terrifying auras are resurrecting!
Just like the first ever night!
but...
This time in the eternal night, the guys who recovered became more and more powerful!
An old locust tree on the roadside suddenly bore three fruits. The fruits were dark red on the outside, and there was a faint wailing sound coming from inside!
And this old locust tree looks like a human being.
From a distance, it looks like a person, half kneeling on the ground.
"Sure enough, along with crises are always opportunities."
Wang Ye looked at the fruit and murmured to himself.
Then he walked to the old locust tree and grabbed the three fruits!
Although in his current state, this ordinary supernatural seed has no effect on him.
but...
I believe Zhang Ziliang will acquire it at a price he is satisfied with!
The old fox must have had this intention when he let himself enter the wasteland!
However, when Wang Ye approached the old locust tree, the trunk suddenly trembled, and several branches wrapped the fruit layer by layer.
And on the tree trunk, a pair of eyes suddenly opened.
There was a sinister smile in his eyes, and then a pair of arms suddenly rose from the ground and grabbed Wang Ye's legs.
Wang Ye's expression didn't change at all. Energy surged in the soles of his feet, and he raised his right leg and chopped it down hard.
A huge hole appeared on the ground.
A ghost who looked very thin suddenly appeared.
The flesh and blood on his body had completely rotted away, leaving only the bones, except for his arms, which were too long!
And the roots of the old locust tree wrapped around his legs seemed to have merged into one!
But at this moment, his head had been chopped into pieces by Wang Ye, and the arms were still grabbing at Wang Ye unwillingly!
"snort!"
Wang Ye snorted coldly, and the ghost knife from behind popped out. Wang Ye caught it in his hand and suddenly slashed towards the roots connecting the ghost's legs.
The roots are broken!
It seemed like a living creature, twitching on the ground.
Blood kept pouring out from the wound.
And the ghost seemed to have lost the support of nutrients, and its body rotted rapidly, and even its bones were turned into ashes!
Wang Ye took the knife back.
He looked at the old locust tree expressionlessly.
At this time, the eyes on the trunk of the old locust tree were filled with anger and...fear.
It seemed that the tree trunks were twisted due to pain.
Ignoring the old tree, Wang Ye walked to the fruit, and the branches wrapping the fruit retreated automatically.
Wang Ye picked the fruit with satisfaction, put it into the bag, and turned around to leave.
