Chapter 385 Suspected Old Friend
After hanging up the phone, Chen Dongge's father looked at his phone in confusion: "What's wrong with this child? He said he was grateful to us for giving birth to him early?"
Brother Chen Dong sighed: "He is such a great talent to be a top soldier, but unfortunately, he is not someone I can covet." When he thought about what their unit had lost, Brother Chen was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
The submachine gun's bullets were quickly used up, and Lin Xinhuan didn't have to worry about changing bullets. He took out another submachine gun loaded with bullets from the space and started a new round of shooting.
In country Z, where knife and gun control is strict, Lin Xinhuan's bold use of weapons is entirely due to the support of her financial sponsor mother.
The zombies that fell one after another gave the God-given Army great confidence. In their eyes, Lin Xinhuan was a divine soldier who could be invisible and use fire and lightning. If he was not a god, then what else could he be? With the help of gods, would they still be afraid of not being able to kill the zombies? The God-given Army was truly worthy of its name.
Lin Xinhuan was half wrapped up to prevent any zombies from entering the three-way area.
"Ding ding ding~" the bell rang, and the gate of Liuxi County opened again, and the equally fully-equipped Divine Gift Army came out from inside. The Divine Gift Army in the front slowly retreated, and their original position was taken over by the later Divine Gift Army. Lin Xinhuan also retreated back into the city.
As soon as he entered the city gate, people crowded around, some holding towels, some holding basins, and some holding clothes. By the time Lin Xinhuan sat down in the cafeteria, he had already recovered and changed into a new coat.
As soon as the food is served, the aroma fills your nose, the hot pot is warm, and there is an endless supply of beef rolls, lamb rolls, beef balls, fish balls, shrimp slips, duck blood, duck intestines, tripe...
I just got a cup of warm soy milk, and next to it there was a big pot of plum juice. Someone on the stage changed their expression. Good night, Miss. Happy Birthday? Lin Xinhuan was speechless. What on earth did Zhu Linlang teach her?
"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle~" She had been shooting continuously for three hours and her stomach was already hungry. She ate a piece of fatty beef covered with chopped coriander, peanut butter, and beef cubes, and felt extremely happy.
Not to mention the refugees who have never eaten a normal meal since the apocalypse. If the hot pot is not boiling, they will want to bury their heads in the pot. Even the soup made from the boiled ingredients tastes so good.
Suddenly I remembered what Lin Xinhuan said, that as long as he eats enough, he can use up all the zombies. If he can eat one more bite, let alone the zombies at the city gate, he can kill all the zombies in Qing Kingdom without any problem!
After taking a shower, they lay comfortably in the quilt. The roar of the zombies was the best lullaby. They knew that the third batch of God's Gift Army was guarding them, and they felt extremely at ease.
The next day, I was full of energy again. I drank a bottle of pulse and my pulse came back, replacing the sixth batch of God's gift army.
Lin Xinhuan watched everyone working in an orderly manner and said to the zombie stepping on the generator car, "How can this not be considered another kind of perpetual motion machine?"
Wheel battles are applicable to any plane.
There are fewer and fewer zombies in Liuxi County, and Lin Xinhuan has more and more crystal cores in her hands. Now, the Blue Star Research Institute has successfully extracted purification liquid from the zombie crystal cores, which can restrain zombie contamination and decompose the zombie virus.
But currently it can only work on dead objects, and there is no solution for humans who have been infected by zombies. Lin Xinhuan believes that with this batch of crystal cores, there will definitely be a major breakthrough.
Zhu Linlang was glad that the tank was not used this time: "Phew~ That's great, we can save a huge amount of money, and use the saved money to reward everyone."
At first, I was shocked by the power of the tank. I spent all my savings and even went into debt to buy it. Later, I found out that the prices of shells and diesel were not cheap at all. In Zhu Linlang's eyes, the tank went from being a treasure to a money-eating monster. That's how love disappears.
If you can avoid using it, don't use it.
I gave everyone the contribution points I saved as rewards. When I went back to my room to do some calculations at night, I scratched my head and said, "What's going on? How come the money is going to be spent so quickly? I haven't paid back a single cent of my debts. Didn't I save money on the tanks I used?"
The next day, Lin Xinhuan heard about it, patted Zhu Linlang on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Don't worry about money in the future."
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Zhu Linlang, Lin Xinhuan and others brought the younger generation of the Zhu family and some skilled craftsmen back to Zhujiazhuang. Upon hearing the news, Zhu Qingyue hurried out to greet them.
At the corner, I was driving too fast and didn't notice someone, so I hit him head-on.
"Ouch~" A person flew in the air and fell.
"I'm sorry, brother, I didn't notice. What's wrong with you? Go to the hospital for a check-up. I'll pay for the medical expenses."
"Gardenia, help this big brother up and go to the clinic."
"Yes, lady."
The elder brothers and sisters of the Zhu family were shocked and their jaws dropped: Is this still their weak eighth sister? What happened when they were not in Zhujiazhuang?
In the eyes of the Zhu family, Zhu Qingyue was a delicate noble girl. She couldn't even hold a bowl of rice for long on weekdays. She had to take medicine all day long. She couldn't even talk to them. She would burst into tears after a few words.
In order to avoid being scolded by the elders, everyone tried to avoid Zhu Qingyue.
Do they have eye problems now? Who just knocked the 1.8-meter-tall muscular guy away?
I usually had some interactions with Zhu Qingyue, so I took her hand and touched it secretly: Oh my God, is this muscle? I'm curious about what made her change so quickly.
Zhu Qingyue covered her mouth shyly: "It's just that I eat better and exercise more diligently." In fact, it was all thanks to Lin Xinhuan's health-preserving pills, two pills a day. Her occasional drowsiness problem was cured, and her breathlessness after walking a few steps was cured. A surge of energy surged from her body, supporting her to run around the entire Zhujiazhuang.
Her personal doctor said that the health-preserving pills contained thousand-year-old ginseng and many other hard-to-find herbs, which combined herbs of different properties to perfection. The person who wrote this prescription was no less famous than the medical god in the medical valley decades ago.
Of course, this was the prescription written by Dr. Lin, the divine doctor worshipped by their Zhu family for three generations. Seeing that Lin Xinhuan was interested in the doctor, she arranged a time to introduce the two of them to a meeting.
The two exchanged medical skills and then said goodbye. Lin Xinhuan, who was originally smiling, said with regret and bitterness: "I recognized the wrong person." She noticed that Zhu Qingyue's treatment method had some flavor of medical art, and suspected that he was an old acquaintance.
After looking at the doctor again, I found that the face was not what I imagined, nor did he come from the Medical Valley. The doctor said that he had been instructed by a traveling doctor, and since then, he has never seen the traveling doctor who taught him again.
Lin Xinhuan could imagine how difficult it would be to find an unknown traveling doctor in the chaotic end times.
I learned from the doctor that since the Thirty Years' War during the reign of Emperor Qingyuan, all the kind-hearted doctors in the Medical Valley have left the valley to save people and fought on the most dangerous battlefields. After the war subsided, no one has ever heard of a doctor claiming to be from the Medical Valley again.
"Master, senior brothers, senior sisters, junior fellow students~" Lin Xinhuan's voice was choked with sobs, and she leaned on the counter for support. Those were the most selfless fools, who regarded patients as more important than themselves. Their hope of survival was slim.
Lin Xinhuan offers tablets for all the people in Medical Valley in her own temple.
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