Huahai City has a resident population of at least 4 million.

It's almost a month since the end of the doomsday. Song Zheng believes that in Huahai, a University of Nuo, there will not be more than 100,000 survivors.

From Dongjiao to the city, it is about 20 kilometers away.

For Song Jian who flew by the sword, it only took a minute to reach.

Abandoned cars can be seen everywhere on the criss-crossed highways.

Song Kun had wanted the Royal Sword to search the whole city in the sky, but he did not expect to encounter a group of mutated sparrows.

"twitter!"

The number of these sparrows is extremely large, for fear that there are tens of thousands.

Fortunately, the speed of these mutant sparrows is more dregs than the speed of taking off the sword, but Song Yan did not dare to fly freely in the sky to avoid attracting the attention of mutant birds.

He believes that since there are mutant sparrows, there must be other mutant birds.

Depressing Jianguang, Song Xuan landed downstairs in a building in the city center.

Zombies roaming the streets.

The appearance of Song Zheng made these wandering zombies find their targets and snarled towards him.

Closing the take-off sword, Song Yong took a machete from the storage ring.

After a night of rain, the zombies have evolved into zombies above the second order, but since that night, it has never rained again.

"kill!"

Like a phantom, Song Zhefei, holding a machete, rushed out, the heads of one zombie flew up, and a headless zombie with a missing head kept falling.

For a few minutes, more than a hundred zombies gathered from all around him had his head cut off.

Putting away the machete, Song Kun took out a dagger to break open the zombie head and began to take the evolution crystal.

Today, the end of the last days has been almost a month, and I don't know if there are other things that know the magic of evolutionary crystals.

Just after taking out the crystals of more than a hundred zombies, Song Yong was once again caught in the circus of zombies. This time, there were more zombies, with more than 200 heads.

"kill!"

Kaishan's machete appeared again in Song Yong's hands, and then a killing feast started.

In less than five minutes, more than two hundred zombies had their heads chopped off, and Song Yong began to do the same thing again, breaking his head and taking crystals.

On the floors on both sides of the street, there are several pairs of eyes staring at Song Yan. In their eyes, the zombie is a very terrible monster, but Song Yan ’s killing is like chopping vegetables and melons. .

Song Ye had already noticed those spying eyes, but he ignored them.

This time, without waiting for him to take out the evolutionary crystals in the skulls of more than two hundred zombies, more zombies came together.

Without saying a word, Song Yong once again took out the Kaishan Machete and killed.

Even if you do not infuse Zhenyuan, just by wielding the power, the machete is very sharp. If you wave it at will, you can take away one, two, or even more zombies.

Two hours later, Song Kun had killed no less than two thousand zombies.

But there are still a large number of zombies coming from around.

Thinking of the close to 4 million zombies in the city, Song Zheng shuddered a little.

Based on the calculation of killing a thousand zombies an hour, he would have to kill 4,000 hours without sleep to kill 4 million zombies. If converted into days, it would be 166 days and 6 hours.

Of course, he can't sleep for more than 160 days without sleep. If he puts aside rest and sleeping for twelve hours, then he will have to kill 332 days to kill the zombies in Huahai City.

If you count according to a city with 100,000 survivors.

Isn't he going to attack ten cities to get together a million people?

Counting here, Song Yan feels a bit bitter, Nima, is it too long in ten years?

Looking at the zombies that surged up again, Song Yong had no longer continued to kill the **, and as soon as he was in shape, he was going to leave here.

"Brother, wait!"

Song Zheng turned around, but saw a little girl running towards him.

Song Xuan faintly remembered that there was such a little girl in his eyes, he seemed to be living on the 16th floor.

Shortly after the end of the world, power had been cut off, that is, the girl had come down from the 16th floor, and she had to avoid zombies along the way.

Therefore, Song Yan chose to stop.

"Tongtong!"

The little girl was anxious, for fear of Song Ye leaving, tripped to the ground by a zombie's head, but she did not cry, just as she was about to get up alone, she reached out to her with a hand and had a gentle His voice sounded, "Give me your hand."

The little girl hesitated, because her hands were dirty, she rubbed **** her dirty skirt before reaching out.

Seeing this scene, Song Ye was touched somewhere in his heart, pulling the little girl up, but his voice became more gentle: "Did you not hurt?"

"No, I'm not afraid of pain! Thank you brother!" The little girl said timidly, but Song Yan's eyes fell on her two frayed knees.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with looking for your brother?"

"Brother, please help my mother, please?" The little girl looked up at Song Di and begged pitifully, staring at the dirty little face.

"Okay! Take me to see your mother." Song Yan agreed without thinking.

"Thank you brother, thank you brother! You're a big hero!" The little girl said excitedly, and then she pulled Song Ye toward the building.

The little girl was very tired after running down the 16th floor. The sweat wet her clothes, and her forehead was covered with dense sweat beads. However, she was not tired at all, but she had a smile on her face, because she was You know, you can save your mother by taking this big brother back.

"Little sister, what's your name!" Suddenly, Song Ye hugged the little girl.

"Brother, my name is Baoer. You still put me down. Baoer's body is dirty and will stain your clothes!" Baoer said with a serious face, but his eyes were so timid.

Although fighting for two hours and killing more than 2,000 zombies, Song Kun was still spotless, not even a trace of blood.

"It doesn't matter, my brother is not afraid of dirty!" Song Yong smiled, and suddenly, his heart moved, took out a scented bread from the storage ring and handed it to Baoer: "Boer, this is your brother."

Smelling the scent from the bread, Baoer licked his lips subconsciously, hesitated before taking the bread, and politely thanked my brother.

But what surprised Song Yan was that Baoer actually divided the noodles into two halves, half of which were only one-third and half of which were two-thirds. She ate half of the one-third.

"Baoer, why don't you finish it?" Song Yan asked curiously.

"I'll leave the rest to my mother!" Baoer smiled sweetly at Song Yan, taking it for granted.

"You don't have to leave it for your mother, brother still has it here!" Song Yan took out another piece of bread and shook it in front of Baoer.

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Soon, Song Ye held Baoer to the 16th floor, but just when he came to the door, his face suddenly changed.

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