Chapter 11 The End of the World 11

"It feels like there are more and more zombies these days."

Rong Xinze propped up his head while sitting in the passenger seat, yawning listlessly as he looked out the window.

"It's not a feeling, it's true that there are more and more." Ruan Heyu, who was sitting in the back seat, spoke with a serious tone, "...and they are getting stronger and stronger."

"Alas, we are so busy that we have no time to rest." Liang Baiying couldn't help but sigh, and her eyes swept over the tired faces of several people.

"Captain, let me drive later," Liang Baiying looked through the rearview mirror and fixed her eyes on Qin Ling's dark circles, "You haven't had much rest these days." Li

Zhizhi, who was sitting next to him, was getting a little sleepy. When she heard Liang Baiying's words while she was in a daze, she also raised her head to express her agreement.

"It's okay, we'll be there soon."

The car slowly drove into the outer gate of the base and parked steadily in the fixed parking space.

"After this mission is over, you all should have a good rest for a few days. We will not accept any missions for the time being." Qin Ling unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

"Captain, you too, don't sneak out to take missions again." Rong Xinze yawned as he got out of the car. "After several missions, I ran into Xiao Tang waiting for you in the lobby, and then I knew you were taking a solo mission again."

"Captain, although the situation is indeed not very good recently, as you said, we need to combine work and rest. This is what you said to us in person, don't take it lightly." Liang Baiying also joined in the condemnation.

"Ahem..." Qin Ling put his left fist against his lips and coughed, "Got it..."

"Well, we'll go back first. Goodbye, Captain." Rong Xinze waved his hand and put his other hand around Ruan Heyu's neck, "Let's go, we haven't played games for a long time, let's go home and log in."

Several people said goodbye in the lobby.

Qin Ling left the lobby, thought for a few seconds, and turned to walk in another direction.

"Fresh vegetables! Just one crystal core!"

"Fine agate and jade! Food and crystal core exchange!"

"Come and take a look at my clothes! They are all famous brands."

The wide road was filled with a dazzling array of items on both sides. People brought valuable items to exchange, and even pet dogs and cats were sold.

But the high-value items here are often some necessities of life or food, while the high-priced gold jewelry before the end of the world has become a depreciated item.

Often these non-necessities of life need to be accumulated for a long time before they can be bought by the "rich people" passing by. For most people, it is not easy to survive in the end of the world, so where can they find the leisure time to spend precious materials on such "vases".

Qin Ling walked along the road, his eyes scanning the full goods on both sides.

The last time he came here was to collect tools for making cakes. The stall owner was very happy that someone finally bought the dusty tools. He happily took the crystal core and completed the transaction.

This time, Qin Ling's eyes fell on the food area. He wanted to buy some ingredients to cook a good meal at home. He had not been back to the base for a while because of the mission, let alone going home.

This time, he took advantage of the break time to have a good meal with Xiao Tang.

The stall owners on both sides saw that Qin Ling was extraordinary and was obviously a big customer. They all tried their best to sell their products to him.

Qin Ling was concentrating on selecting fresh ingredients, which distracted his attention. He suddenly felt a force on his shoulder and was knocked to one side.

"Ah! Sorry." The young man who bumped into him looked hurried. He nodded and apologized quickly. He reached out and patted Qin Ling on the shoulder, "I didn't see you."

"It's okay." Qin Ling glanced at the red-haired young man and didn't care.

After watching the young man leave, Qin Ling continued to lower his head to select ingredients.

Carrying a large bag of food, Qin Ling stood at the door, ready to take out the key to open the door.

As soon as he took out the key, the door was opened from the inside, revealing the boy's delicate face.

"You're back."

"Yes, I'm back."

Taking the bag from Qin Ling's hand, Tang Ji gently moved his nose, and his lips, which had been smiling, instantly pulled down, and his eyebrows drooped, making his already silent temperament even more gloomy.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ling saw the boy's sudden change of expression and was a little confused.

"...It's okay," the boy regained his original expression, "I just smelled a little strange smell just now. It should be that you, Brother Qin, accidentally got it in a crowded place."

"By the way, Brother Qin, did you only go to the place where you buy vegetables?" Tang Ji asked seemingly casually.

After getting a positive answer, Tang Ji's expression remained unchanged. With an unchanged smile, he turned around and put the ingredients in the refrigerator, but there was no smile in his eyes anymore.

That taste...

"By the way, I also bought some chocolate, matcha flavor."

Qin Ling took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, shook it in his hand, and the green packaging was dotted with simple lines and shapes.

"Thank you, Brother Qin." Tang Ji was delighted and reached out to take the chocolate.

"Why are you so polite to me?"

Qin Ling reached out and rubbed the boy's hairy head, ruffling the neatly combed hair and curling up a few strands.

The two had a warm lunch together.

A beam of sunlight at noon shines through the glass window onto the dining table. Fine dust dances and swirls between the beams. The delicious food is even more mouth-watering under the natural light.

Qin Ling and Tang Ji are not talkative. They just eat quietly, making the sound of chopsticks and bowls colliding from time to time.

Although it is quiet, it is not awkward. There is a faint warmth in the air, an inexplicable peace and tranquility, and it claims to be a unique atmosphere that does not allow others to get involved.

"I'm full." Qin Ling put down his bowl and chopsticks first.

"I'll clean up," Tang Ji took the responsibility of washing dishes and cleaning up. "I've already put the recliner in the backyard before dinner, you can go take a nap."

Qin Ling has always had a hobby of taking naps. The reason why it is called a "hobby" rather than a "habit" is mainly because during most of the missions outside, this activity is often not carried out as desired, and it can only be regarded as a small hobby that can only be carried out at home.

After dinner, put on sunglasses, lie on a comfortable recliner, bathe in the warm sunshine, and finally have a glass of juice or tea. This is a rare leisure time for Qin Ling in the dangerous end of the world.

Qin Ling was lying in the yard basking in the sun, while Tang Ji was working tirelessly to wash the dishes. Under the control of the same spiritual body, Tang Ji couldn't help but curl his lips, carefully sensing the comfort of the breeze and the warm sunshine that came from the depths of his spirit. After

washing the dishes, Tang Ji took off his apron and hung it on the hook in the kitchen, tidied his clothes, and finally opened the door to take a look at the sleeping Qin Ling, then quietly opened the door and left.

There were not as many people walking around here in the afternoon as when Qin Ling came. Tang Ji walked on the road with a blank expression, not looking around, unlike other people who looked at the dazzling array of goods on both sides.

Not long after walking, Tang Ji keenly sensed the sound of footsteps behind him, which were almost synchronized with his own, falling not far behind him.

Tang Ji did not look back, and continued to walk with an unchanged expression, but the direction of his feet gradually moved away from the crowd and walked towards a remote alley.

The noise of the crowd behind him gradually faded away, and the two footsteps were particularly prominent in the quiet alley.

Tang Ji went deep into a dark alley and finally stopped under a high wall.

The footsteps behind him disappeared almost at the same time.

"You have followed me for so long, and you are not going to show up?" Tang Ji turned around slowly, hiding his body in the darkness, and whispered to the empty back.

"Or... are you planning to let me find you myself?"

Tang Ji emphasized the last few words, and as he finished speaking, a long shadow first entered Tang Ji's sight.

Following the direction of the shadow, a red-haired young man quietly appeared a few steps away from Tang Ji.

As the distance got closer, Tang Ji twitched his nose slightly, and then a disgusted expression appeared on his face.

"It was you who left the smell on Qin Ling, right?" Tang Ji's face was completely hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly. There was a warning in his tone.

Zombies, creatures that feed on human flesh and blood, undoubtedly have a very keen sense of smell.

Tang Ji could smell that the smell on Qin Ling was at least left after close contact.

Although Tang Ji had smelled a similar smell before and knew that there were high-level zombies like him who could evade screening in the base, so what? As long as his bottom line was not touched, he would not pay any attention to it.

"...Wang, this is why you will take the initiative to come out, right?" The red-haired young man smiled and said calmly, obviously knowing something about the relationship between Tang Ji and Qin Ling.

"I noticed you a long time ago, but I don't know why you want to stay with a human all day."

Liang Jue, the red-haired young man, said with a slightly puzzled tone. In his opinion, the friendly coexistence between zombies and humans is as absurd as a normal human talking to himself every day in front of a piece of fragrant steak and establishing a friendly relationship with the steak.

"You are the king of our zombies. You are born to lead us to conquer humans. I don't know why you haven't taken action yet and are willing to be ordered by humans. Is it because of that name..."

"Enough!" Tang Ji stopped Liang Jue from saying the name. "This is none of your business."

"No matter what else you do, I won't care, but it's not your turn to question me and him."

"Also, don't call me that, and don't get close to him again. This is my last warning."

At this moment, the cold-faced boy finally revealed his fierce and brutal side as the zombie king. His dark eyes were filled with a storm, full of oppressive coldness, as if to strangle people.

After saying that, Tang Ji turned around and left.

On the other side -

Qin Ling woke up from his sleep, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and stretched his hands.

It was a rare occasion that he didn't wake up from a barren wasteland outside. Qin Ling was in a good mood. He turned around, put away the recliner, opened the door with one hand, and entered the living room.

The spacious living room was empty at this time. The faucet that was not closed tightly was dripping with water, which was more obvious in the silence. The living room with the curtains drawn was even darker, which added a bit of loneliness for no reason.

Qin Ling called Tang Ji's name softly a few times, but no one answered. He lowered his eyes slightly and silently put the folding recliner in his hand into the room.

Just as he sat on the sofa, there was a sound at the door.

The door opened.

With a "click", the room immediately became brighter as the warm yellow light came on, dispelling the darkness in the room.

Tang Ji carried a bag of vegetables and smiled at Qin Ling, "Brother Qin, you will stay for a few days, I saw that there was something missing in the refrigerator, so I went to buy it on my own initiative."

"I saw that Brother Qin was sleeping soundly, I didn't want to disturb you, so I didn't tell you."

Qin Ling nodded, just rubbed the boy's head, and didn't say much.

"By the way, I'll cook this time. I'm free at home and have practiced my cooking skills..."

The two walked through the living room in a harmonious atmosphere and worked in the kitchen together.

...

"Captain! How could you secretly take the mission behind our backs! No wonder I always feel that Captain Qin's injuries heal particularly slowly. With such a high-intensity mission load, it would be strange if his injuries could heal!" "

Well... Captain Qin, who lets his teammates rest and completes the missions alone, doesn't seem to be OOC at all."

"Watching Captain Qin and Xiao Tang get along, I always have visions of an old couple, haha."

"Hahaha, I can already imagine Captain Qin's life after retirement."

"It's mainly because there's an inexplicable sense of tacit understanding between the two of them, the kind that makes it impossible for others to interrupt (gestures) (winking eyes), do you understand?"

"Sister upstairs, you're not the only one who feels this way, we can all feel the unique communication between them, the kind that allows you to know what the other person is thinking with just a glance."

"What woc said above is so right. This feeling is really hard to describe with words. If I have to say it, it's like they are each other's half? Soul mate?"

"It feels like if either of them is left alone at home, they will feel like a lonely old man, with that kind of loneliness radiating from their body and mind."

"It turns out that Xiao Tang went to buy groceries in the afternoon. From Brother Qin's perspective, I inexplicably felt a shiver in my heart."