As soon as I opened the door, Anyang heard a scream.

"ah……!"

A young man in casual clothes hid in the corner, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, looking at him with a vigilant face, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Fan...camouflage uniforms, army!"

Anyang looked at him silently. He looked only in his twenties, wearing jeans, a black T-shirt and jogging shoes, and dyed yellow hair. He looked handsome, but he didn't look very threatening.

"A army finally comes!"

His tense nerves suddenly relaxed and threw down the kitchen knife in his hand, so excited that he was about to cry.

"You are here. I have been waiting for you for a long time. I know that the army is the most effective at critical moments."

Anyang was stunned for a moment, then immediately shook his head and said, "No."

The young man was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Anyang lowered his head and glanced at the camouflage uniform on his body, and repeated: "I'm not an army."

The young man then saw the sword in his hand covered with dark red and smelly blood. He was shocked and quickly picked up the kitchen knife on the ground: "Who are you and why are you here!"

"This is a hotel, I checked in here, why can't I be here?"

The young man said, "But this is my room, you came in without knocking on the door. This... this kind of behavior is illegal!"

Anyang laughed sarcastically, not wanting to continue to pull it off with him, so he turned around and left: "First of all, you must understand whether there is any law in this world!"

The young man was stunned, looking at his departure back, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally reached out and shouted—

"etc!"

Anyang turned around, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? You don't want to call the police?"

The young man waved his hands repeatedly: "No...no, sorry, I'm very nervous."

Anyang said calmly: "It's normal for human nature, but it has nothing to do with me."

The young man was stunned again: "Uh... I thought about it. We are all survivors. Only by helping each other can we survive in this troubled era!"

Anyang glanced at the room and found that the shelves for extra consumption were empty, and the floor was full of snacks. From this, it can be concluded that even if the food was not finished, there was not much left.

But what does this have to do with him? This is the end of the world, not a world where sympathy is flooded.

"No, it's enough for you to take care of yourself."

The young man looked at his calmness and his face suddenly turned bitter: "Brother, please help me, do you have any food? Otherwise I will starve to death."

"There are too many people in the world who need help now, and I can't be busy. But I can remind you that there are food in every room of the hotel, and there are restaurants and teahouses behind it. If you are hungry, you can get it yourself."

Anyang opened the door and walked out, slamming the door again. But as soon as he walked to his door, he found that the young man followed again, with a pleading look on his face.

"Brother, save me. If I leave this door, I will die. As long as you can save me, I will be your younger brother. You can do whatever you want me to do."

An Yang was about to refuse, but suddenly hesitated and asked, "Is it OK to do anything?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, looked embarrassed, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Really, you can do whatever you want."

Anyang squinted his eyes and asked, "Will you go there too?"

The young man was stunned: "This...this..."

"You think about it, I don't need to be burdened, nor do I have any kindness to support someone." An Yang lowered his head, opened his door, stepped in, and closed the door with a slam.

He was a little confused and hesitant.

He should have put tasks first and should not communicate too much with the survivors of this world. He thought two months ago that if the end of the world really comes, the most dangerous thing must be the hearts of the people, and the least it should have must be sympathy.

But this world is not just a mission, but also a second system. No matter how strong he is, it is difficult for him to pass through the zombie world to reach a city more than 700 kilometers away. This requires a team.

What he thought more deeply was the conquering value of this world. If he wanted to conquer, he needed an army, and in the final analysis, it was still human.

Not long after, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Anyang lifted his sword and walked towards the door. Through the cat's eyes, he saw the young man standing outside with a kitchen knife, looking around nervously, and couldn't help but look at the headless corpse lying around the corner.

The young man was so nervous that he suddenly found that the door in front of him was open. He was about to go in, but what caught his eye was a blood-stained sword!

"Brother...Brother, it's me, it's me..."

"Let your weapon down."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

The young man quickly threw down the kitchen knife.

Then Anyang put down his sword and walked towards the living room. He said without looking back: "Close the door."

The young man obediently closed the door and wiped the sweat from his forehead. I don’t know if it was the cause of the doomsday or why, but he always felt that Anyang had a strong aura.

The sofa in the living room has been moved to the floor-to-ceiling window. Anyang walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the scene of the ruins of the doomsday through the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Think about it." The young man nodded firmly, as if he was afraid that Anyang would not believe it, and said, "Anyway, I can't survive. Brother, you can give me a way out. It is natural to work hard for you. If you can live one more day, it's only a day."

Anyang turned his head and said, "You are enlightened, don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I will not let you die. What's your name?"

"My name is Chen Yafei."

"What did you do?"

Chen Yafei was stunned for a moment: "Uh...my dad is the boss of Thunderstorm Group."

Anyang frowned and said, "I'll ask you what you do."

Chen Yafei's expression on his face became a little embarrassed and said, "I am the eldest master of Thunderstorm Group..."

Anyang showed a sudden expression: "Oh... the rich second generation, by the way, my name is Anyang."

Perhaps because of the cultural differences in different worlds, Chen Yafei had no other feelings about the term rich second generation and said, "Hello, Brother An, please give me some advice if you have anything to do. From now on, you will be my eldest brother and I will be your younger brother."

Anyang smiled unanimously and said, "It just so happened that something happened. You can throw the zombie at the corner of the door into another room. It's very disgusting to put it in the corridor."

"Ah..." Chen Yafei was stunned and then swallowed, "No zombies emerged, right?"

"Don't worry, I've finished cleaning this floor."

Chen Yafei was scared, but he made a promise last moment and had to bite the bullet and agree.

Anyang continued to look down at the hotel. There seemed to be fewer zombies wandering on the highway, but it did not mean that it was safe here. They were hiding in dark corners, waiting for an opportunity to devour everything.

Not long after, Chen Yafei came back, his face was pale, and there was a little yellow liquid on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have just vomited, and he said weakly: "Brother An, fortunately, I have not been humiliated."

Anyang nodded and said, "There is something to eat on the sofa, you can eat whatever you want, but after we finish eating, we have to go out to find it. Do you understand?"

Chen Yafei shivered when he thought of the fierce zombies outside. These days he had seen many people surrounded by zombies and dismembered them to eat. It seems that most of them were looking for food, so he hurriedly said: "I understand, I will save food. I don't... I don't really want to eat it."

Anyang nodded, took out a crystal clear crystal in his hand, and said to him: "This is taken out of the zombie's head. Your main task in the future is to get this. Do you understand?"

Chen Yafei looked at the crystal in his hand and said in disbelief: "How is it possible? Aren't zombies becoming humans? How could there be such a thing in his mind?"

An Yang's face was slightly dark and he said, "You don't have to worry about this. You just need to know that there is this in the zombie's mind, and you have to take it out of it and give it to me."

Chen Yafei shivered again, and didn't care about the disgustingness of this thing, and quickly said, "No problem, I will definitely do it."

Anyang nodded and ignored him.

Chen Yafei has a character that cannot be idle, especially in this tense doomsday. He hasn't seen a living person for several days and needs to be distracted.

"By the way, Brother An, what are you doing?"

"Murdering."

"Ah...killer, no wonder it's so powerful!"

"Brother An, what do you think of these zombies? Is it because the RT virus that was said in the news some time ago has erupted? Is it the whole world like this? Or is it the only Jianghai City? "

Anyang's eyes were lit up, and he remembered the word Jianghai City in his heart, saying: "I know nothing about these things, but I think this should be the case in the whole world, and the end of the world has arrived."

Chen Yafei's face turned pale: "The whole world is like this! Then isn't my parents..."

Anyang glanced at him, but unexpectedly he was still a filial son and said, "Sorry, the world has changed, what you have to do is to live."

Suddenly, a faint roar came from below, and there was still a human shout. Anyang stretched his head and saw a team of dozens of people rushing across the street, with the target being the supermarket next to the hotel.

This group of people were men and women, each carrying weapons, and at the front was a middle-aged man in a police uniform and a strong young man in a vest, who was obviously the leader.

Anyang concluded at a glance that he would be able to pull up a bunch of people in this panicked doomsday and convince these people to attack the zombies. These two people must have a strong ability!

The zombies on the street rushed towards them like chicken blood, but were quickly hacked to death by the survivors of numerous people, but these survivors ignored the zombies hidden in the buildings.

It can be seen clearly from the Anyang perspective that hunched figures came out of various shops on both sides of the street, their eyes red, and they roared and rushed towards them.

The group of people soon fell into a passive state and was surrounded by zombies in the streets. They were in a dilemma, and some were constantly scratched and some were dragged into the zombie group, with shrill screams.

Chen Yafei swallowed, leaned over and took a look, and immediately withdrew his gaze.
Chapter completed!