I'm Lying Flat in the Apocalypse, and Heaven is Chasing Me to Feed Me

In a catastrophic apocalypse, when society completely loses order, the evil in people's hearts will madly grow.

After three years of struggling in the disaster, she had just played a bad ...

Chapter 157 You gave me a nickname?

The white cotton was stained with red blood, and it looked like he was seriously injured. Moreover, when he walked, one of his legs was a little hesitant to use force, and it seemed that it was also injured.

He Xiaobei looked extremely sad:

"Oh, Major Luo, you don't know, my axe has been with me for a long time. I stole it right after the end of the world, ahem...ah, I even exchanged it for supplies right after the end of the world. It has a bond with me. But now it's been sacrificed to save you."

Luo Pingjun was speechless, but he still saved his life.

"I'll compensate you with a brand new one when we get back to base."

"Ah? That's not necessary. Just compensate me with some points. I think Major Luo won't mind."

"Okay, no problem."

Luo Pingjun answered very straightforwardly.

When the group was halfway through their journey, some people were so cold that they couldn't walk anymore.

Everyone could only send the uninjured people to pick up some dry firewood nearby, make a fire temporarily and take a break, and then continue on their way after these people recovered.

When they arrived at the camp, it was already completely dark. The team that stayed behind was shocked to see the miserable crowd and rushed forward to help.

Fires were lit one after another and everyone sat around them. Only then did they begin to hear sobbing sounds.

The remaining team walked around the campfire with a medical kit and began to bandage the wounds of the injured people one by one.

Luo Pingjun walked into the temporary command tent and began to contact the base, reporting the situation and waiting for the next instructions.

After setting up the tent, He Xiaobei took out the satellite phone from his backpack and walked straight into the woods.

She didn't call Qing Yuansi in the camp, not only because it was inconvenient to talk, but also because she was afraid that if there was any news, someone would hear it, which would disrupt the morale of the army.

Even if there is bad news, it would be right to tell Luo Pingjun first and then discuss the plan.

The phone rang only twice before it was picked up:

"Hello, is this Xiaobei?"

"Old man, I have a problem here."

He Xiaobei told Qing Yuansi everything that happened today, no matter how big or small. The other party thought for a long time before speaking:

"Xiaobei, there haven't been any such cases yet. From what you've said, I speculate that this vine is wrapped around the tree to absorb its nutrients. If it can also suck human blood, it's very likely that it's strengthening itself by devouring other organisms. This is a mutant plant with the ability to grow, so it's best to get rid of it as soon as possible."

"What level is this thing? It seems quite powerful. Can ordinary fire burn it?"

"I don't know. It's hard to speculate without concrete data, but if it were rated, it would be at least level 5. However, I don't know much about plants, so my guess might not be correct."

"Okay, so it won't come and attack us, will it?"

"Although the probability is low, we cannot completely rule out this possibility."

He Xiaobei felt a little heavy-hearted when he hung up the phone. The old man actually said that he was not sure whether the other party would attack them.

It’s a bit dangerous!!!

If it really has growth potential as the old man said, the base will definitely not be able to keep this thing and will definitely send more people over.

Back at the camp, the task force gathered around the campfire all looked up at her, and seeing that she had nothing in her hands, they were slightly disappointed.

He Xiaobei sighed inwardly as he looked at their eyes. It is human nature to be unsatisfied. If you give something to these people once, they will want you to give it to them a second time.

However, being unsatisfied is not a bad thing in some ways. Who doesn't want something better when they have something good? If they were content, human beings would not have developed to what they are today.

Although some teammates were lost, sadness could not stop people from eating.

Everyone has long been accustomed to death, and the crying just now was just to vent their inner emotions.

The aroma of food slowly began to emanate from the camp again. He Xiaobei took out the uneaten pork leg and heated it on the fire.

At this time, Yuanyuan walked towards her campfire, and He Xiaobei looked up at Chen Yao.

I have to say that this guy seems to have had pretty good luck. With so many people dead, it's really amazing that a fat man like him could escape from there intact.

Chen Yao had just seen He Xiaobei go out with a satellite phone, and thought she had some news, so he came to find out:

"Ms. He, did you just call Professor Qing? What did you talk about? Is there any news?"

"Um...nothing. I just asked him if he had dinner."

"Ah? That's all you asked? Nothing else?"

He Xiaobei looked at him impatiently:

"Yuangungun, you asked me a question, and I gave you an answer. You should choose to believe it instead of continuing to question me. Otherwise, I would just say I don't want to tell you, which would hurt your dignity. I find it tiring to rack my brains to make up an excuse for you."

Chen Yao opened his mouth wide and looked at He Xiaobei in surprise:

"What's chubby? Is that the nickname you gave me?"

He Xiaobei stopped talking and stared straight at the pork leg on the fire in front of him.

Couldn't Chen Yao grasp the point she wanted to make?

Why did she have to focus on such an embarrassing thing? How could she have forgotten to mention the other person's nickname?

At this time, Luo Pingjun came out of the tent, having changed his clothes.

If it weren't for the smell of medicine coming from his body, others would not have noticed that he was injured.

But as soon as he came out, a team of seven or eight people from the task force rushed over, and the soldiers quickly went up to stop them.

"What are you doing? Don't come near."

The people in the team were very excited and shouted at Luo Pingjun:

"We're quitting. This isn't some D-rank mission. Those vines are so dangerous, why don't you investigate thoroughly before taking action?"

"That's right, this thing is so dangerous, it's just asking for death."

"Two of our teammates died, you have to give us compensation."

After hearing what they said, the other teams all looked at Luo Pingjun expectantly.

Although they did not join in the commotion, if the other party could really get the pension, they would definitely get a share as well.

Luo Pingjun stood there, waiting for the group to finish shouting before speaking:

"You can withdraw if you want. A new team will arrive in a few days. There will be a vehicle carrying the wounded back, and you can return to base with them. You can also receive a quarter of your points. As for the pension, you are a task force. Every mission will result in casualties and losses. I think you should understand this principle."