Chapter 35 In case of indecision, seek help from metaphysics

   Cen Qing imitated its previous appearance, pouted in disgust.

  If I had known about her, I would have picked up a kitchen knife from Jiang Ci's kitchen.

   But looking at the glass closet next to him, there is a baseball uniform with a good quality baseball bat.

   Cen Qing smashed the glass with one elbow.

  The loud sound immediately caused four or five zombies in the corner.

   It's just that in the early days of the end of the world, the speed of those zombies is still relatively slow.

   Cen Qing is still not afraid of a few matches.

   I shook the baseball bat I just got, and it was quite smooth to use.

   Following the sound, the zombie ran towards Cen Qing with its **** mouth open, but the speed was really not enough to watch.

  Boom boom boom boom—

   Cen Qing is like whack-a-mole, a child with a stick.

  After four crisp muffled sounds, the zombie fell to the ground.

   And Cen Qing also saw the virtual interface in his mind, and accumulated four force points.

  A roar came from behind, accompanied by a stench, which made Cen Qing frown.

boom-

   It was another baseball bat, and the white brains of the zombie in front of him were immediately sprayed out.

   "Tsk, that's disgusting."

   Seeing the disgusting slime stained on the white skirt, Cen Qing frowned even deeper.

   Fortunately, there is a baseball uniform there, otherwise she would not be able to bear the stench of this body.

  Stepping on the broken glass, Cen Qing found the fitting room.

   Just as the fingertips touched the doorknob, there was a slight messy sound coming from the room.

   It looks like there is something inside.

   Cen Qing kicked the door open with a baseball bat in his hand.

  The club that was just about to be thrown stopped when it saw a group of shivering thin figures.

   "Hey, just chime in if it's someone."

  The small figure curled up in the corner, and the loose black hair covered the girl's face.

  Cen Qing didn't want to rush forward to avoid falling into the mouth of zombies.

  Poke the black figure with the tip of the club, but there was no response.

   Just when Cen Qing was about to mend a stick, a voice came from the corner,

   "吱—"

  Cen Qing: …

  If there were no traces of rats living here, she would have thought that the faint sound just now was made by rats.

  The girl tightly held the crystal ball in her arms with both hands, and raised her dull gray eyes.

   His expression was full of panic.

   Cen Qing put away the baseball bat, squatted down and looked at the girl.

   He stretched out his palm again and shook it in front of her eyes.

   "I, what I can't see..."

  Feeling the palm wind in front of her, the girl timidly said.

  The freckles on her cheeks matched her uneasy expression, making her look extra cute.

   Seeing this made Cen Qing's hands itchy.

   Well, I kind of want to rub her swollen cheeks.

  System: Tsk, the host seems to be getting more and more abnormal.

   Actually started playing with the little girl.

"Where are your parents?"

   Unaware of the system's teasing, Cen Qing asked.

   This little girl looks like she is only nine or ten years old. For such a young child, it is better to find her parents as soon as possible.

   "They have gone to other places, not in Jinjiang City."

  The girl shook her head, then tightly grasped the corner of Cen Qing's clothes, her eyes were full of pleading,

   "Sister, can you take me out of here?"

  The people accompanying her all got separated from her.

  Cen Qing was the first person she saw after the end of the world.

  She had a hunch that she would take her out of here safely.

   Cen Qing raised her eyebrows, it seems that she has work to do again.

   But why did she bring a drag oil bottle?

   Oh, it’s still a blind oil bottle.

  Without supernatural powers, she can only protect herself, if there is another burden added.

   Tsk, it's a bit difficult.

   "Why do you think I will take you away?"

  Cen Qing kept squatting, his eyes scanned her up and down.

   Check her body for signs of being bitten by zombies.

  【The host obviously wants to take her with him, so why is he so fierce? 】

   Is this what humans call 'a knife mouth tofu heart'?

  【I didn’t stick a stick at her just now, it’s considered kind, okay】

   Cen Qing complained angrily.

   If it weren't for the fact that this girl looks like her, she wouldn't waste time!

  The girl tightened the crystal ball in her hand, as if she had made a major decision, and said,

   "My name is Wen Tang, and I am the only prophet bloodline in the world. I can prophesy for you."

  Although her parents repeatedly warned her not to reveal the identity of the prophet to anyone.

  But Wen Tang always felt that the person in front of him would not hurt him, and even felt close to him.

   "Prophet?"

  When Cen Qing heard this surname, he was a little familiar.

  But she didn't expect Wen Tang to reveal her identity directly.

  The original book did mention the bloodline of the Prophet, but it was the glory of the Wen family.

   As for the name Wen Tang, it was simply mentioned by the author.

  Her ending was to die among the zombies in Jinjiang City.

  No bones left.

   "Then have you predicted your own ending?"

  Since she is a prophet, of course Cen Qing wants to test her strength.

   But of course it's mostly ridicule.

   After all, how accurate is the prediction of a ten-year-old girl?

  Wen Tang held up the crystal ball in his hand, his gray eyes were dull.

   "It's a dead end."

  Wen's family is a direct line, and since birth, they will get a crystal ball from the elder.

   This crystal ball will accompany them all their lives until death.

  Wen Tang, as the most talented prophet among the younger generation, can naturally see his end.

   Falling into the mouth of zombies, there are no bones left!

   "In this time and space, the only variable is you."

  So even though she knew it was a dead end, she still had a glimmer of hope.

   Fortunately, she waited.

  Cen Qing, this is the variable!

   "Traveling through time and space, you are a person with supernatural powers of the space department, you come from the last ten years."

  Wen Tang closed his eyes tightly, the crystal ball in his hand was emitting light, faintly hot.

  "The great God of prophecy, please guide the believers from darkness to light..."

   After reading a long prayer, Wen Tang slowly opened his gray eyes and said,

  "The fire of flames burns the entire hell, the betrayer pushes us into the abyss, the dawn breaks, and the battle of killing gods will begin with you."

  The prophecy ended, and the light of the crystal ball in Wen Tang's palm gradually disappeared.

  Hearing this passage, Cen Qing was stunned.

   It's kind of... metaphysics.

   "Well, can you predict something that is more realistic?"

  What about the abyss of hell, the symbolic meaning is too broad.

  She doesn't have time for such nonsense right now.

  Wen Tang turned on the prophecy again, but cold sweat instantly covered her forehead.

   "Get out of here! Immediately, immediately!"

  Holding Cen Qing's hand tightly, Wen Tang used more strength due to excitement.

  But based on the principle of preferring to believe what she has, Cen Qing still chooses to believe her.

  Holding Wen Tang's palm back, Cen Qing led her out of the department store.

  (end of this chapter)