Chapter 2: The End of the World 2

With the two protagonists not falling behind, Jun Zhaoliu's mission is very simple.

It is not difficult to survive in the end of the world with your own strength. The rest is to open a vest, test the vest's smooth operation and improve the impression value.

Then lend a hand when the protagonists need help.

Compared with those worlds with time travelers, reborn people, and bugs flying all over the world, this world has a little zombie cutie is no big deal.

Jun Zhaoliu rolled up his sleeves, full of confidence.

His identity in this world is the background cannon fodder who died early - the captain of the first team, Qin Ling.

It is the team that was sent out with Lin Yixu's second team.

Although the strength of the first team is not inferior to Lin Yixu's team, who makes him the protagonist of the world, blessed with the protagonist's halo.

The end of the world is cruel.

The original owner's team and Lin Yixu's team split into two groups and took different routes to S City, but they happened to run into a zombie tide.

The whole team fought desperately, and with no other choice, the original owner chose to self-destruct, and died with most of the zombies, saving the remaining members of the team.

Lin Yixu and the original owner had a good relationship, and the team members were also familiar with each other.

After the original owner died, most of the members of the first team joined Lin Yixu's second team, which strengthened Lin Yixu's power.

Time goes back to the present.

At this time, Jun Zhaoliu was separated from the team members because of the zombie tide. The original plot should have been to find the team members, and then fight for a glimmer of life and the zombies to self-destruct.

But since Jun Zhaoliu is here, he will definitely not be cannon fodder like this.

Jun Zhaoliu asked Xiaoyi to call up the electronic map, which was marked with small green dots and small red dots.

The green dots represent people who are kind to them, while the red dots represent people with malicious intentions.

In a building on the map, a few scattered small green dots were tightly surrounded by almost densely packed small red dots.

Jun Zhaoliu hissed, took a breath, touched his chin with his left hand, and thought about how to rescue his teammates in a reasonable way and lure out the vest.

"Xiaoyi, where is my other vest?"

Jun Zhaoliu poked the system.

"Host, please wait. We are connecting you to the vest - Tang Ji."

Along with the sound of the system machinery, a feeling of the soul being torn apart spread throughout the body, as if a pair of scissors were being cut from the middle of the body along the top of the head. For a moment, the scene in front of him was distorted as if it was burned by a raging fire.

Jun Zhaoliu has spent countless years in the high-risk world, and has tried all kinds of tragic deaths when leaving the world.

However, because the Administration is very strict about the protection of souls, this is the first time he has experienced the feeling of tearing his soul apart with his own hands.

After the pain that penetrated deep into his bones, Jun Zhaoliu slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, it seemed that his eyes were divided into two screens, a bit like cutting a split screen on the screen when playing a first-person perspective game.

There are pictures on both sides - and they are 3D immersive ones.

In addition to the dusty wall on his own side, Jun Zhaoliu can also see the deserted street on the other side of the vest's perspective.

Suddenly, a twisted figure broke into his sight and appeared from the corner of the street.

Jun Zhaoliu responded with a conditional reflex and rushed up to elbow him.

Then...

the wall on Jun Zhaoliu's side was almost hit through, and the white wall dust mixed with the stinging dust fell down.

From Tang Ji's perspective, the hideous zombie still looked normal after turning the corner, twisting its body and walking past Tang Ji step by step, without any of the frenzy it had when it saw the food.

When Jun Zhaoliu regained his sight from the dust, he saw the zombie close to his face again, and he almost couldn't control his conditional reflex and punched him again.

Jun Zhaoliu fell silent in front of the big hole on the wall in front of him.

It seems that he is not proficient enough in controlling the vest.

The brain clearly wants to control Tang Ji's body to punch, but unexpectedly, the body of the original body reacts immediately.

"...Host, shouldn't your focus be on Tang Ji's identity?"

Xiaoyi said silently, expressing doubts about Jun Zhaoliu's train of thought.

Jun Zhaoliu: Ahem, Tang Ji, right? It seems that this self is not a living person...

Jun Zhaoliu suddenly stopped, and on the other side, Tang Ji rushed into a small grocery store on the street at a speed beyond ordinary people and lifted up the dusty mirror on the shelf.

Fortunately, fortunately.

The boy's delicate and pale face was reflected in the blurry mirror, and the shadows were vague and unclear.

Tang Ji also took out a pack of wet tissues from the shelf, pulled them out and wiped the mirror.

A pair of dark eyes were clearly reflected in the mirror, like the sky without a trace of light at midnight, dull and empty.

The face was a miserable white, but the lips were unusually bright, like a ghost lurking on the road to the underworld, specializing in hunting down pure white souls and then devouring them.

The black curly hair fell softly on the ears, covering the eyes when lowering the head, alleviating the strong inhuman feeling.

Tang Ji pulled the stiff corners of his mouth and pulled out a smile that could be called exaggerated.

As if he was not satisfied with this smile, the boy pulled down the corners of his mouth again, freezing the smile at the most perfect amplitude.

001: So, so scary (=°Д°=)

Fortunately, this vest doesn't have the scary look of a zombie, otherwise Jun Zhaoliu can't guarantee that he can resist punching him to death after seeing him.

Jun Zhaoliu sat cross-legged on the ground thinking.

"Xiaoyi, I have already thought of the script. The zombies who don't know love are touched by the warmth of humans, see the truth, goodness and beauty of the world, and finally turn over a new leaf and help humans achieve a perfect ending. What do you think of this script?" "Host

, you can decide for yourself. The system will not interfere too much with the host's decision."

Xiaoyi, who was frightened by the speed at which his host changed his face, shook his head silently to indicate that he had no opinion.

001: By the way, host, I am a pseudonym. The technical department also installed a live broadcast app on me, saying that I can earn traffic by live broadcasting under the pseudonym to supplement my family income.

Jun Zhaoliu:?

Is the Time Management Bureau so poor now? Do they still need to make money by live-streaming?

001: Well, I heard that some employees have crashed several worlds again, and the Time Management Bureau has lost a lot of money. Isn't it time to increase revenue and cut costs?

Even the skinniest mosquito legs are still meat.

Jun Zhaoliu: Okay.

Just watch the live broadcast, and temporarily block the barrage, otherwise it will affect my performance.

Okay, let's pick up my teammates first.

Jun Zhaoliu glanced at the little green dots that had been forced into a corner by the red dots, stood up, moved his hands and feet, and walked out.