On the other side, after buying the props, Lan Xiaye, who had gained a lot, walked out of the time traveler's shop. At this time, she had replaced the props with a very ordinary face that was invisible to everyone.
In the airport, the missionaries gathered together, their faces were gloomy, and the murderous aura around them almost turned into reality.
Through the bright glass doors, everyone could clearly see groups of superpowers, stepping on the solid ice above the bottomless waters, holding guns, staring at the missions in the airport with jealousy and resentment. By.
"Looking for death!" The taskmaster's tone was solemn and his temperament was gloomy. He was already in a troubled mood, but these NPCs who were not afraid of death dared to come to his door.
The conflict between the local residents and the missionaries became increasingly acute, with both sides eager to kill everyone on the opposite side.
Lan Xiaye hid in the corner and took a look at the situation. It didn't take long for the two sides to fight. The two sides were going back and forth, and the fight was evenly matched. Super powers and flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and the smell of death was everywhere.
There is no point in joining such a battle, it will only kill your own time.
Now Lan Xiaye's time was very precious, so she decisively left the airport hall, took a plane to Yunbei and left the city.
There was no direct flight to S City. She had to go to Yunbei first and then transfer to S City.
After the ice and snow froze the world, more people could be seen outside the house. Although there are swimming corpses under the ice, it does not prevent these people from going out to forage and kill zombies using crystal cores to upgrade.
Since the outside force of the Tasker was exposed, supervision in various places has become much stricter.
But this is only relative. In the apocalypse where order is scattered, everyone is their own king and no one obeys anyone. This gives Lan Xiaye an excellent opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
After changing several faces of passers-by, Lan Xiaye got rid of all the little tails and went straight to S city.
It can be seen from the outside that the patrols in S City are airtight, and they are basically all superpowers sent by the battle group.
Seeing them, Lan Xiaye remembered for a long time that she seemed to have formed an alliance of missionaries in S City.
So she used the task panel to send a message to ask about everyone's situation. What was gratifying was that except for Qingxi who was killed by Yun Zhi, the others were fine, hiding well, and even developed a lot of offline.
This was also thanks to Lan Xiaye telling them the battle group's layout and what she had seen. With this important information, most of the missionaries could hibernate safely.
Lan Xiaye didn't want to alert the enemy for the time being, so she summoned a black hole and parachuted into the battle group.
Perhaps because he had been contaminated by the scent of spider silk, Lan Xiaye entered the battle group smoothly.
Unfortunately, she was stopped before she could take a few steps.
"People in front, stop." This voice was very familiar. It was a "senior" at the same level as Lan Xiaye.
They had a meeting together, during which they were also very friendly to Lan Xiaye.
The moment his back was turned to her, Lan Xiaye once again used props to change his original face.
She turned around to greet the other party enthusiastically, calling out the other party's title accurately: "Aunt Peng, long time no see."
Aunt Peng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously followed Lan Xiaye's rhythm, "Long time no see... No, Xiaolan, aren't you dead?"
Lan Xiaye turned around and saw that Peng Jia was not alone. There were about ten people following her. These should be Aunt Peng's teammates.
"Who said I was dead?" Lan Xiaye's suitably black face showed an unhappy look, "I wanted to protect my teammates and teleported away with the spy. I wanted to die with him. I didn't expect to survive the catastrophe. Now, just came back."
Aunt Peng believed it. She was an older aunt. After hearing this, she also smiled as if she had survived the disaster. "As long as it's okay, it's okay. If you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky in the future."
"Xiaolan, are you here to find your teammates now?" Aunt Peng asked.
"yes."
Aunt Peng sighed: "They are not in the war group. After you disappeared, they left not long after. I originally applied to the superiors to take over those little dolls."
"Really?" Lan Xiaye asked back with a smile, and immediately realized something was wrong.
Wang Yuqiu and Dan Chun knew that they had a chance to be resurrected and would definitely come back to reunite with them. They would not easily leave this mutually recognized meeting point.
Aunt Peng sighed for a moment and then asked, "Then where are you going now? The battle group is safe, stay in the battle group for now, and then I will slowly go with you to find other little dolls."
The teammates standing behind Aunt Peng were all young people. They were taken in and protected by Aunt Peng. They made some small noises with some dissatisfaction after hearing this.
Deliberate clicks of the tongue, and impatient sighs.
Aunt Peng smiled sheepishly at Lan Xiaye, "Don't be surprised."
Lan Xiaye smiled, shook his head and said, "If I can't help Aunt Peng, I can just go find them myself."
Aunt Peng didn't force her to stay, "Okay, I'll give you a ride."
Lan Xiaye subconsciously refused, as it would be inconvenient for her to change her face and leave through the black hole.
But Aunt Peng repeatedly said that she wanted to send him away, and it was hard to refuse her kindness. It would be strange for Lan Xiaye to refuse again, so she had no choice but to walk outside the battle group with Aunt Peng.
Right at the entrance and exit, I bumped into Jun Ru and two familiar faces.
Yang Yan and Wu Keke.
A person who was once saved by Lan Xiaye and his party at the beginning of the end of the world.
Why did they come to S city and the battle group? Lan Xiaye looked at them with doubts.
The expressions of Yang Yan and Wu Keke changed. Wu Keke responded quickly and said hello with a smile, "Sister, long time no see. Do you still remember us? When the apocalypse first began, it was you and your friends who saved us. "
Jun Ru looked at Lan Xiaye. This time, her expression was as usual, with a friendly smile. She no longer had the coldness that made her feel distant when she was alone with Lan Xiaye.
"There is such a thing. Lan Xiaye is a senior member of our war group, so our cooperation is really getting closer now."
Wu Keke smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes."
Yang Yan's face was a little stiff. Seeing this, Wu Ke quickly bumped Yang Yan's stomach with his arm, "Why are you looking at our savior like this? Even if you are rich now, you don't want to recall the time when you were weak. You shouldn't be a human being." Forget your roots.”
"Yes, yes, that's what Keke taught you." Yang Yan forced out a smile and said sincerely to Lan Xiaye: "Sister, thank you so much. What about your other friends?"
Lan Xiaye always felt that Wu Keke's words seemed to be said to her on purpose.
But she was more concerned about the whereabouts of Wang Yuqiu and the others. Wang Yuqiu and the others would not leave the battle group for no reason. There must be something forcing them to leave, and that could only be the battle group.
Lan Xiaye looked at Jun Ru, "Miss Jun Ru, after I heard that I disappeared, my teammates left the battle group. Is that true?"
