Zhou Tie and others keenly noticed that Qi Siyong was different.

The person is still the same person, and there is nothing wrong with that. It's just that there are two points of inferiority in the gestures, and three points of joy and four points of extravagance.

If had to use words to describe it, it would be like the poor little guy who was under the fence suddenly felt confident.

But they don't understand where Qi Siyong's confidence comes from, just because he has awakened wood-type abilities that have no fighting power at all?

This is the end-

If he is really capable, even if he runs to the capital by himself, why bother to send them to pick him up specially by Mr. He.

Meng Zezhi clutched his stomach, his face was pale, and he said weakly, "Brother Zhou, find a place to rest for the night, I can't stand it."

It is now the third month of the end of the world. Although human survival bases large and small have begun to take shape, if you want to free up your hands to clean up this chaotic world, I am afraid you have to take it slowly.

Therefore, at this moment, the road is still a mess, with broken walls and potholes. When the car is driving on such a road, it is naturally bumpy.

After being pampered for decades, Meng Zezhi really couldn't bear it for a while.

Zhou Tie glanced at the sun that had not yet set outside the car window, sighed, and said, "Okay, Young Master Qi."

Hearing this, Zhang Shaolin snorted heavily, full of sarcasm.

Then it was replaced by a warning look from Zhou Tie.

Zhang Shaolin pouted and said nothing, but the energy in his heart was still there.

He just couldn't get used to this kind of person who was very capable of doing things even though he was incompetent.

Stop and go like this, still don't know when can return to the capital base. You must know that while the power user is getting stronger, the zombies are also evolving. heard that there has been a zombie tide in Geng Province, and several small survivor bases have been wiped out by the waves of zombie tides.

That is to say, the more day they spend outside, the more danger they will have.

Under such a circumstance, it would be strange for Zhang Shaolin to give Meng Zezhi a good look.

In this regard, Meng Ze knew not to care.

He knew in his heart that if it was really a matter of life and death, he had a way to make them retreat.

Zhou Tie turned over the map in his hand, gestured with his fingers for a while, and finally stopped somewhere on the map, he said, "A little more than ten miles ahead, there is a village, let's settle down there tonight. ."

"Okay." Meng Zezhi reluctantly cheered up.

When he arrived at the place, Zhou Tie first took people to check every corner of the village and made sure that there were no zombies before coming over to notify Meng Zezhi to get off the bus.

After arranging the accommodation, Meng Zezhi took out a bag of seeds from his backpack, gave birth to a small handful of green vegetables and two white radishes, and gave them to Zhang Shaolin.

Zhang Shaolin's complexion suddenly improved a little, in fact, Qi Siyong was still somewhat useful.

Since the outbreak of the apocalypse, the food in the fields has never been harvested, and the water sources in various places have also been polluted to varying degrees. Therefore, apart from the scientific researchers in the base, the only people who can grow food at this time are the wood-type abilities.

However, even if the vegetables were grown, it was not their turn to enjoy the mercenaries, and they had long been divided by the base leaders and the army.

After all, these people have not eaten fresh vegetables for two months.

When I used to have nothing missing, I always thought that vegetables were unpalatable. I don't have to eat right now, and I'm thinking about it again.

To Qi Siyong's blessing, these few days can be relieved.

For dinner, had vegetable soup and canned beef stewed with white radish, and the staple food was pancakes.

It is not long before the end of the world has begun, and the existing living materials have not been exhausted, and those who are able will naturally not worry about food and clothing.

After a bowl of hot soup, Meng Zezhi instantly felt alive again.

After dinner, as soon as I put down the dishes, I heard a cold shout from outside the door: "Who is it?"

"Don't, brother, I'm a human, not a zombie, I don't move, you can take it easy, but don't get angry..."

Meng Zezhi and the three bodyguards looked at each other, got up and walked out.

I only saw a middle-aged man standing outside the courtyard gate. The other party raised his hands and smiled, but he looked around vigilantly.

Zhou Tie asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man said flatteringly, "I'm a villager in this village. Look, this is my household registration book and ID card."

Zhou Tie glanced at the things in his hand, and his expression did not diminish in the slightest: "You are the only one left in this village?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly explained: "And my family, they are all hidden. I am a gold-type power user, and everyone else in the village has turned into a zombie and was killed by me."

Speaking of which, his voice was a little more choked up.

"Then why did you come to us?" Zhou Tie asked.

"I heard that a survivor base has been built outside, so I thought if I could ask you to help us take our family for a ride." Said, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on a row of off-road vehicles parked outside the courtyard.

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Meng Zezhi, who was surrounded by bodyguards, and replied, "I think so too, but I can't drive, and there are many people in my family."

Speaking of this, he instantly accelerated his speech: "I don't ask for your help for nothing, I have food, a lot of food, and crystal cores."

Hearing this, Zhou Tie couldn't help but feel a little moved, but when he thought of the mission of this trip again, he couldn't help frowning, it's better to be careful in everything.

After all, no matter how much the middle-aged man pays, it is impossible to go beyond the He family. In any case, Qi Siyong could not make a mistake.

He was about to refuse immediately, but was stopped by Meng Zezhi: "Wait—"

Meng Zezhi looked at the middle-aged man carefully. From his face, he was honest and honest.

He doesn't lack anything now, he just lacks a few useful subordinates.

Don't look at Meng Zezhi at the moment, there are more than a dozen people with superpowers around him, but except for three bodyguards arranged by Mr. He and temporarily obeying his instructions, the rest are self-sufficient, rich and capable. A mercenary who pushes the wheel.

It's time to cultivate your own power.

Even if he understands that in the plot, this mercenary finally chooses to join Qi Liang and Fu Boyu is a wise move, but he is paid, but he dislikes the employer in every possible way. With Zhang Shaolin and a few people there, there is no right or wrong, he can't afford the slightest solicitation. their minds.

Meng Zezhi thought about it, and he asked, "How many people are there in your family?"

The middle-aged man immediately replied, "Ten, my mother, my daughter-in-law, and eight children." Not all of them were his children, but a few were orphans in the village.

"Are they all ordinary people?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man replied neatly.

"Which base do you want to go to?"

The middle-aged man almost blurted out: "Chongzhou base."

Meng Zezhi raised his brows slightly: "You know quite a lot!"

The middle-aged man replied truthfully: "Because our village is close to the national road, many survivor teams who pass by here will choose to settle in our village. I have also asked many survivor teams for help, but the results are not very good..."

Either he disliked his family as a burden, and persuaded him to abandon his family, or he wanted to kill someone and be seen through by his mother.

——He's a goddamn goddess, and he knows how to make faces,

Seeing that Meng Zezhi had asked so many questions, how could Zhou Tie not understand what he meant, he frowned slightly: "Master Qi?"

Meng Zezhi raised his hand to interrupt him, and continued to ask the middle-aged man, "How much are you willing to pay."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he said quickly, "I am willing to provide five hundred catties of grain, one hundred first-level crystal nuclei, and three second-level crystal nuclei."

The food he scavenged from the villagers' homes, and the crystal core he got from killing zombies himself.

Only then did Meng Zezhi look at Zhou Tie: "Brother Zhou, we have to pass by the Chongzhou base anyway, do you think?"

Zhou Tie was still a little hesitant, someone who could single-handedly save so much fortune in the apocalypse would not be a good thing after thinking about it.

Zhao Shaolin couldn't wait to urge: "Brother, what's the point of hesitation, isn't it just a matter of the way?"

Such a good thing, can't find it with a lantern, but it is three secondary crystal nuclei.

Let him pay a deposit first, in case something really happens, the big deal is to leave people behind. No matter what they think, they won't suffer.

It's all for this sake, Zhou Tie thought about it, and agreed.

The middle-aged man had a happy expression on his face, thinking, looking at the appearance of these people, they don't look like people who can kill people and steal goods.

But just in case, he invited his mother out.

As a result, as soon as his mother saw Meng Zezhi, his eyes swept straight.

The middle-aged man saw that his fucking expression was wrong, and while he was stunned, he pulled up his mother and was about to flee into the mountains, and then his mother slapped him on the face.

The old woman with her heavenly eyes looked at the golden dragon hovering over Meng Zezhi, who had turned into a substance, and was so nervous that she couldn't speak: "..."

Meng Zezhi said lightly, "Actually, I prefer others to call me Uncle."

Uncle, with such a strong dragon energy, shouldn't he be the emperor?

The old lady was stunned for a while, and thought down following Meng Zezhi's words, Uncle? what bro?

Meng Zezhi raised his foot and touched the ground.

land? Earth, Earth Count, Earth God?

"Uncle, uncle." The old woman felt her throat dry up, as if she remembered something, and she slapped the middle-aged man on the face again: "What are you still doing, why don't you hurry up and take your wife and children out of the cave? Take it out."

After this village, there is no such shop.

"Oh, fine." The middle-aged man was directly stunned by his mother's beating.

Zhou Tie and the others looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what the two were selling.

In this way, the middle-aged man, Huang Wu, joined Meng Zezhi's team with his family. Under the advice of the old lady, Huang Wu was obedient to Meng Zezhi.

In the next few days, Meng Zezhi recruited a lot of people.

By the time they arrived in Wei County, their team had grown to seventy people, eight of whom were superhumans.

The author has something to say:

The first time to force a punch card!

Meng Zezhi: have water spinach seeds, have tomato seeds, have... Hey, why are there no cucumber seeds?