"No, I'm just going for a walk. I'll be back soon."
After sorting out his clothes and making sure there was nothing wrong, Ying Qinge pushed open the store door and disappeared in front of the store like Wang Ziyi.
The system stepped forward and replaced the "Opening" sign with a "Store manager is out, temporarily closed" sign, and then started a self-defense program.
Once this program is started, outsiders will not be able to enter the store no matter how hard they try, unless the store owner comes back.
Ying Qinge, who disappeared out of thin air at the door of the store, appeared again at the highest point of the city.
The strong wind blew her clothes loudly, and her long hair, loosely tied behind by a white hairband, flew in the wind, drawing ink lines in the air.
The smell of storm blows from afar, dark clouds gather on the horizon, and there is a faint sound of thunder.
The 54-story high-rise building can have a panoramic view of the entire city A, and can easily take a person's life.
"The sky is going to change." The whisper was blown to pieces by the strong wind. Ying Qin Ge walked up to the rooftop and took a step towards the void.
Ying Qinge, who fell straight from the roof, should have fallen into a puddle of flesh according to normal development, but in reality, he fell on the road below like a leisurely falling feather.
The darkening sky caused the hidden zombies to come out one after another, like ants rushing out of a smashed ant nest, becoming a nightmare for patients with cryptophobia.
Ignoring Ying Qin Ge who broke into them, the zombies wandered aimlessly. However, when passing by Ying Qin Ge, they avoided a distance of one meter with Ying Qin Ge as the center. The picture was magical and weird.
A city occupied by zombies has an unsettling atmosphere just like in the movies.
Blackened bloodstains can be seen in every corner of the city, and corpses and broken bones can be seen everywhere. It is so easy to destroy the prosperity that human beings have built with great luck and hard work.
Ying Qin Ge also saw such a scene of desolate life and rampant filth once when he was a thousand years old. The reason was that a scum ghost cultivator sacrificed a city in order to refine the Qing Qing Ghost.
Although the people of Xuanmen finally discovered and eradicated the scum ghost cultivators, it was regrettable that because they were discovered too late, the city was completely reduced to an abandoned city where corpses and ghosts were rampant, and no one was spared.
Therefore, when he came to this world and chose the type of store to operate for the first time, Ying Qin Ge did not hesitate to choose a seed store.
Of course, there is a system that is afraid that Ying Qin Ge will run away at any time. The seeds sold by Ying Qin Ge are definitely not ordinary seeds. I just don't know if the people who buy them will find anything extraordinary in them.
Walking slowly among the zombies, his leisurely posture quickly attracted the attention of secret peepers. The hesitant and greedy eyes were like hundreds of needles poking at Ying Qin Ge's back, which could not be ignored at all.
After a pause, Ying Qinge stopped and turned to look at where the peepers were hiding, revealing a smile that was very provocative in the peepers' understanding.
Just like throwing a lighter into a fire, the sudden surge of anger made the peeper completely forget about his own fears and rush out of the hiding place.
This is a fourth-level supernatural zombie that has become intelligent. The collapsed and decomposed cement floor floats up, and as the zombie approaches, it attacks Ying Qin Ge.
Faced with this massive and unavoidable attack, Ying Qinge just raised her right hand and clicked on the first stone that rushed in front of her, and then everything that came towards her flew backwards.
The zombies were smashed into the building, and the rocks that escaped the zombies' control rushed into the smoke one after another, hitting the zombies with incomparable precision.
The surrounding zombies were attracted by this movement, and they rushed towards the position of the fourth-level zombies, each wanting a piece of the pie.
The pile of rocks that had turned into a pile of flesh suddenly exploded, and the zombies on top were blown to all sides.
Knowing that he was in trouble, the fourth-level zombie broke free from the pile of rocks and chose to escape without hesitation.
But how could Ying Qinge let it go? He made a secret with one hand, and dark purple flames appeared out of thin air on the escape route of the fourth-level zombie.
But in the blink of an eye, the fourth-level zombies fled in a panic, leaving not even ashes behind.
Looking at the sky covered with dark clouds, Ying Qinge whispered: "It's going to rain, it's time to go back and collect the quilt."
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When Wang Ziyi returned to his residence, he threw three small bags of flower seeds on the table, which attracted a curious glance from the young man who was knitting a sweater on the sofa.
"What's this?"
"Flower seeds, didn't you want to plant some flowers recently? I happened to go out and buy three kinds." Wang Ziyi's voice was a little muffled as he walked into the kitchen to look for food. He didn't know if it was because the kitchen space was small.
He stretched out his hand and fished it out from the table, and three bags of flower seeds less than the size of a palm were placed in the hands of the young man.
The type of flower is not considered rare, but because of the end of the world, it still takes a lot of effort to buy it.
"It's such a waste to buy something so expensive. Wouldn't it be better to buy more delicious and useful ones to subsidize yourself?" The hand holding the flower bag couldn't help but tighten, and Wang Xiulin sighed.
"Brother, don't worry, I won't treat myself badly for you." Putting the hot milk on the table, Wang Ziyi sat down next to Wang Xiulin.
"Then I'll plant them." Wang Xiulin pushed the wheelchair parked on the left side of the sofa in front of him, stretched his hands and twisted, and he sat in the wheelchair.
The empty trouser legs below the knees silently state the fact that Wang Xiulin is a disabled person.
The wheelchair was pushed away, and Wang Xiulin, the milk king with the right temperature on the table, didn't touch it, as if he had forgotten about it because he was too excited.
Wang Ziyi picked up the milk and drank it all in one gulp. The warm milk made his throat tight.
As brothers, Wang Ziyi and Wang Xiulin have a very good relationship. So good that when the zombies came, the elder brother would rather cut off his own feet than drag his younger brother down.
Faced with the former favored son of heaven turning into a cripple who could only rely on a wheelchair, Wang Xiulin comforted Wang Ziyi many times not to care. It was God's mercy that he was alive.
But Wang Ziyi still couldn't get out of this shadow. The knowledge that his life was bought by his brother with a pair of legs was deeply imprinted in Wang Ziyi's bones, making him unable to get rid of it even in his dreams.
Therefore, when faced with Wang Xiulin's needs, Wang Ziyi always tried his best to fulfill them.
but why? Do you always feel that the relationship between him and his brother is becoming more and more distant?
When Wang Xiulin planted the seeds in the flowerbed in front of his door, his movements were very meticulous. However, from an angle that Wang Ziyi could not see, his expression was so dark that ink could condense out of it.
Wang Xiulin did not regret trading one of his legs for Wang Ziyi to survive, nor did he resent Wang Ziyi, but Wang Ziyi was obviously obsessed with this, and even risked his life to complete even a casual remark he made.
Wang Xiulin, who was engrossed in thinking about Wang Ziyi, did not notice that after the flower seeds fell to the ground from his palm, they quickly grew white roots less than a millimeter thin, firmly grasping the soil beneath him.
