Su Tang felt herself falling into deep darkness. When she woke up, she was lying on the ground, covered with a thin cloak, and a fire was lit on the other side.

The scene of the cutover made Su Tang a little confused. Didn't she meet the fifth-level zombie before? Why was she here again? Did someone save her?

Just when Su Tang was confused, a man's deep voice suddenly came to his ears.

"are you awake?"

Su Tang was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that there was someone beside her, and she had not felt the other person's breath at all before.

Su Tang suddenly stood up and looked at the place where the sound came from. However, to his surprise, the man sitting there looked very ordinary.

The man was wearing a tattered cloak, and his hair had grown to his back due to not being trimmed for a long time. As for his face, not to mention, almost half of it was blocked by the overly long bangs, and his appearance was completely unclear.

The area that is blocked is the stubble-covered chin.

Is this just a wandering uncle?

The man raised his eyes and glanced at the alert Su Tang, took out a piece of bread from his backpack and threw it to her. Then he yawned lazily, turned around and lay down, and scratched his butt.

"Eat, you probably haven't eaten for a long time."

Feeling no malice from the man, Su Tang carefully moved back to her original position, biting into the bread she received in small bites. Even so, she still couldn't suppress the doubts in her heart.

Although the man had turned his back to lie down, as if he could feel Su Tang's gaze, he yawned and said lazily, "I know you must have a lot of questions to ask me now, but it's hard to explain.

It's too troublesome. Just treat yourself as a fifth-level zombie and blow it up yourself. Then I picked you up while passing by. Get out of here after eating. I put your knife next to you. It's in the little brat's hand right now.

Are all the things you can take so scary?”

After the man finished speaking, Su Tang immediately looked around him, and sure enough, he found a knife wrapped in a bandage.

Su Tang was very grateful for the fact that he could survive. At the same time, an important question arose, that is, Su Tang actually didn’t know where he should go. In the past few days, he only got along with Ma Yong and the others.

After letting Su Tang know the general situation of this world, as for his geographical location, Su Tang was still very confused.

So for him now, the best choice is to follow the man in front of him. Although from his own statement, it was the fifth-level zombie that exploded on his own, Su Tang didn't believe such obvious lies.

And before she fainted, she clearly saw a person falling from the sky and fighting with the fifth-level zombie. Judging from the current situation, that person should be the uncle in front of her.

Ma Yong's death made Su Tang deeply understand the cruelty of this zombie world. With Su Tang's current strength, if he wants to survive in this world, he must find a thick thigh to hold him, and the one in front of him can gank alone.

The boss of the fifth-level zombies is obviously Su Tang's best choice.

And since he is not only willing to save himself from the mouth of a fifth-level zombie, but is also willing to give himself the most precious food in the apocalypse, although he is very unkind to others, his various actions are enough to show that this person

The boss is just a tsundere.

So Su Tang said in a very lonely tone: "But I don't know where to go."

Hearing what Su Tang said, the man seemed to feel a little irritated and rubbed his head impatiently. Maybe in his heart, he actually wanted to drive Su Tang away, but he couldn't bear it.

The man sat up again and looked at her, "No way? I even brought you to a safe area. Don't you know how to get to Base Suzaku?"

Su Tang blinked, "Where is the base?"

After hearing Su Tang say these words, the man was stunned for a moment, and then made a very painful sound from his throat, "Ahhh! I just saved him casually, why did I end up in such trouble!"

You actually don’t even know how to get to the base? How did your parents teach you! In the apocalypse, shouldn’t this kind of thing be basic common sense?”

The man's ordinary complaints could not have any impact on Su Tang at all, because she knew that beneath these annoying words, hidden was the man's caring and kind heart.

But now that she planned to hug this thigh tightly, she had to act like a pitiful little animal. Then, Su Tang bit her lip, raised her head and looked at the man pitifully, "I'm sorry, when I woke up

, I don’t remember anything anymore.”

"Amnesia?" His tone was still irritated, but it was a little more caring, "No, I remember that I didn't let you hit your head, or did that zombie have any special powers?

?"

"That's not it." Su Tang continued timidly, "A week ago, I was rescued from the ruins by Brother Ma. Ever since I woke up at that time, I can't remember what happened before."

As he spoke, Su Tang lowered his eyelids and pinched the hem of his skirt, "But I don't feel lonely at all, because Brother Ma is with me, but Brother Ma is no longer here."

The man just looked at Su Tang in silence, and his eyes fell on Su Tang's small hands that tightly grasped her skirt.

To be fair, Su Tang is indeed a very cute girl. Her hands are very soft, without any signs of hard work, and the clothes she wears are also very cute and gorgeous, as if she has been specially dressed.

A slightly chubby baby face, delicate and fair skin, and a carefully combed hairstyle.

If it were in a pre-apocalyptic society and saw such a child, a man would probably just sigh that her family environment must be very good. But after the apocalypse, she can still maintain such a life, which is enough to show how pampered the person who takes care of her is.

This guy.

Judging from her tone, this person who spoils children must be the Brother Ma she calls.

But at this moment, the girl lowered her eyes and told him that Brother Ma was gone.

Most likely, it was the fifth-level zombie.

Unable to help clenching his fists, the man felt an inexplicable displeasure in his heart, but this displeasure was not directed at the zombie, but at himself.

How long will this damn apocalypse last? How many lives must be taken away and how many lives must be separated before we are willing to die?
Chapter completed!