"How can you guarantee this?" Hai Ping looked at Lang Hua steadily, "You said you know the mastermind behind this and the source of the disaster."
What he really cares about is not how to become an ability user?
It's really...interesting.
Lang Hua looked at him playfully: "Then look, the price is my life, how about that?"
He looked down at the young man with a scorched face and muttered: "Do you want to take revenge on this apocalypse? As long as I am still alive, I will help you fulfill this wish."
"Then you want me again, at what price?"
Haiping gradually calmed down and secretly made up his mind: "Even if you want my life, I can give it to you."
"The price? Do you deserve it?"
Lang Hua suddenly sneered: "With your level, after I activate my ability state, I can kill you 10 times instantly. Your life is not as important to me as you think!"
"Okay, but if you are cheating on me, I will kill you by any means necessary!"
Hai Ping raised his head, his eyes were as sharp as a wolf's falcon, leaving no one doubting his determination.
At this time, there seemed to be an aura surrounding the two people, which stung their skin.
Lang Hua seemed not to feel it, and just smiled and said: "You are completely welcome, as long as you can do it."
His expression gradually softened, and he reached out to pull Hai Ping up.
"But if what you said is true," Haiping did not take over, but knelt on the ground with one knee.
He lowered his head and said solemnly: "Then my life is yours, my master."
Lang Hua suppressed his smile and said solemnly: "You don't have to kneel to me, you don't have to kneel to anyone. You are much more courageous than many people in this world. This is why I admire you."
"You are my companion now. Your life does not belong to me, nor to yourself. Your life belongs to your dead family, and your life belongs to the goal you have set now."
"Find the root cause and complete your revenge. Your life is now just a tool in your hands. You are not cruel enough to treat the tool. Just dying with hundreds of black corpses is not cruel enough."
"I can help you, but if you can't stand failure, you will die."
Let's stop here, Lang Hua doesn't need to say much more.
"Yes, I am willing to follow you."
Haiping's voice didn't speak quickly, but every word contained a decisive meaning.
The swordsmanship is so superb that it should not be buried in the unknown in the previous life.
Since Lang Hua had never heard of this person in his previous life, he must have died here as early as the early stages of the Shashi Disaster.
Revenge? Lang Hua couldn't help but feel sad.
How could this not be the whole point of his rebirth?
Haiping was kneeling on the ground and refused to get up. Lang Hua looked at him and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.
He knew that the reason why Haiping believed in him was largely because this desperate man, who was almost drowning, was struggling to grasp a life-saving straw.
Some people in life are always on a string. When the string is broken, the person is gone.
But without this tight string, the transition from a normal person to a lunatic may only happen in an instant.
But maybe it's just good luck for this poor guy - you know, his "straw" is real.
"Haiping, remember, if a person dies, there will be nothing left."
Lang Hua turned his back to him and his voice was light.
The young man also lowered his head and knelt on the ground, as motionless as a sculpture. He didn't know if he heard these words.
Section 2
It was already late at night when Lang Hua and Haiping were rescued by others in the warehouse.
After a group of people hastily picked up some weapons and ammunition from the Armed Forces Department, they immediately moved to a nearby shop to rest temporarily.
"This is Haiping," Lang Hua introduced, "Come with us from now on."
"Surnamed Hai?"
Yang Qinghua was a little surprised, and her tone of voice was also raised.
Yang Bensheng quickly pulled her back behind him.
He saw that the young man's face did not look like a Hui clan, and his sister's question was not very polite.
Although the surname Hai is also ranked among hundreds of surnames, it is obviously a scarce item. Is this person really surnamed Hai? Or……
Yang Bensheng and Li Liping looked at each other and didn't ask any more questions in a tacit understanding.
Since Lang Hua didn't say much, might he have something else to hide?
A group of survivors on the rooftop came over and gathered around Haiping to ask questions. It was bustling with people.
"Oh, this is Brother Haiping, right? Just now you were sniping at the corpses with a gun, and everyone saw it. How brave you are."
"Brother Haiping's marksmanship is pretty good. How do you practice it? He must have been a compulsory soldier of the coalition government."
"Yes, ordinary people like us have never touched a gun before. From now on, we have to rely on Brother Haiping to take care of us."
"Brother Haiping is a good swordsman. Those low-level black corpses can't even withstand a single move from you."
"Yes, it is true that a hero emerges from a young age."
…
The mood among these people was astonishing.
Yang Xiaoxiao, Lin Qian and others were originally standing there observing the situation, but now they were pushed aside by the crowd.
"Hey, Sister Qian, look at these people, they are quite enthusiastic."
Yang Xiaoxiao had a strange accent, even Lang Hua could hear a bit of sarcasm.
Looking at these people, Lin Qian simply couldn't understand. Are the people who were avoiding rescue operations on the hillside really the same group of guys as before?
But Lang Hua knows that in the precarious apocalypse, it is very common for ordinary people to choose to rely on the flattering and powerful.
In order to survive, defecting, turning sides, or even selling one's soul and body would all be ordinary choices. What's more, what's more, this kind of overt and covert back-and-forth?
"Ability possessors" may be high and far away, but Haiping, the "ordinary evolver" with excellent marksmanship and swordsmanship, is not out of reach for them.
If he could become familiar with Hai Ping before everyone else, wouldn't it be easy to get into his arms?
If I could be taken care of by this person in my future journey, would I be afraid that I wouldn't survive the day when I finally arrive at the base?
With this kind of opportunity, whoever doesn’t work hard for it would be a fool.
No matter how important it is to save face, survival is important.
As for the plight of the corpses seen on the hillside before... How can the strong man who is about to die and the strong man standing in front of him alive be compared?
That day, the two people who were easily hunted by monsters in the hospital corridor left a deep impression on the rooftop survivors.
Who dares to say that few people have ever woken up covered in sweat while sleeping soundly these past few nights.
…
"Brother Haiping, I..."
"Get out of the way."
Haiping's eyes were partly hidden behind his bangs, and his voice was cold.
Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and some were not sure whether they heard it wrong just now.
"Qiang."
He put his hands on his waist, exerted slight pressure, and pulled the sword halfway out of its sheath.
The cold light of the blade trembled the heart and soul, and the originally airtight crowd dispersed in an instant to make way for a passage more than half a meter wide.
It was as if an invisible red-hot iron rod had drawn across the cube of butter.
Haiping then regained his poker face and walked out of this "hole" as if no one else was around. He came to stand next to Lang Hua, holding the knife with one hand and pretending to be a guard.
After Haiping walked away, the group almost exploded, but their voices were kept low and they did not dare to make too many mistakes.
"Who is this guy? He's so awesome that he can fire two shots. I have a gun in my hand now, okay?"
A young man patted the rifle on his chest, covered his mouth with his hands and whispered to the people around him.
"That's right, I don't know who will live longer. Maybe someone will slip and fall into the pile of black corpses again, haha."
His friend curled his lips, completely unaware of the viciousness of his words.
A companion next to him reminded him: "Hey, keep your voice down, what will happen if you are overheard? In the eyes of others, we might be just like bugs."
"Hey, it's really annoying to compare people to each other."
"Well, if there is such a master by my side, the safety factor will skyrocket."
"Come on, who cares about you? You only have one life, so you should practice your survival skills."
"It's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself. What happened to the black corpses? I must have killed at least four or five of them during the day."
"Hey, is that your own credit? No one with abilities is standing by to hold the battle, so you peed your pants just because you didn't know what to do, hahaha."
"Wang, shut up. Without the ice shield of the Yang family's sister-in-law, your brain would have blossomed under the claws of the black corpse. What qualifications do you have to speak against me?"
…
Similar conversations took place in every corner of the crowd.
Now they do have the courage to rely on themselves.
During the half day when Lang Hua broke into the corpse group and was trapped in the warehouse.
Yang Xiaoxiao was half scolding and half intimidating. He spent several hours leading the survivors with swords and guns to eliminate more than a hundred black corpses, which greatly boosted people's confidence.
The most remarkable thing is that no members were seriously injured or killed in this operation.
Of course, this victory was indispensable for the ability users' extra points in holding the battle line.
As for the remaining black corpses, they were attracted to other places by Lin Wenjin, his daughter and Yang Bensheng, and then got away.
If it were not for the fear of the power of ability users, the survivors would have deserted immediately.
After finally surviving on the rooftop of the hospital, who would be willing to risk his life now?
What if the person in trouble is not a stranger but a former savior? At this time, who would risk their own lives?
But seeing Yang Xiaoxiao's almost murderous look, they still took action.
And the survivors unexpectedly discovered that these terrifying zombie monsters don’t seem to be that strong after all...
