Chapter 1 A beautiful woman Jiang fell from the sky

Gu Bingchen, to put it nicely, is a man who will not do anything without profit, to put it bluntly, is a black-hearted businessman.

If you want to ask him for help, you have to at least be timid.

But such a profiteer saved a man a week ago without asking for any reward, at least that's how he looks to outsiders.

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"Bah, dog, if I don't kill you, I'm not Gu!" The tall and handsome man spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and his sharp eyes stared at the three-headed dog in front of him.

The rooftop of the old building was in a mess, and the three-headed dog, with its teeth bared and its bloody mouth wide open, stared at the human who injured it. It couldn't wait to bite the human who hurt it.

Gu Bingchen bent down to avoid the three-headed dog's mid-air bite, and stabbed the sharp dagger into the three-headed dog's neck. He twisted his wrist vigorously, and the smelly blood sprayed on his hand.

The three-headed dog felt pain and tried his best to shake off Gu Bingchen who turned over and sat on it.

"Finally, I found your weakness." Gu Bingchen smiled slightly, and the dagger was still stuck in the three-headed dog's neck. A golden Tang sword suddenly appeared in the palm of his right hand.

The sharp Tang sword flashed a cold light, and the bulge hidden under the cervical spine split instantly. The three-headed dog, which was struggling fiercely, stopped moving and died completely in Gu Bingchen's hands.

Gu Bingchen put his hands on his hips and took a long breath. He picked up the dagger, bent down and cut open the three-headed dog's cervical vertebrae, and took out a beautiful milky white crystal from it.

This was one of his tasks this time, to collect crystal cores.

It has been nearly half a year since the apocalypse broke out. Paper money has lost its value, materials are scarce, and few people barter. Therefore, crystal cores have become the current circulating currency and the main source of energy.

Gu Bingchen frowned, and a dark light flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that such a high-level corpse animal would appear in this abandoned city. Either the intelligence given by the base was wrong, or someone deliberately led him out of the base. Forget it

, don't worry about it for now. The most urgent thing is to find a safe place to spend the night.

After all, the zombies are more active at night.

Gu Bingchen, who was standing on the rooftop and gazing into the distance, did not notice that there was a disc-shaped shadow above his head. The shadow was getting bigger and closer. By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

A figure fell from the sky, followed by a loud explosion. The disc-shaped object exploded in the air, and fragments fell to the ground.

Gu Bingchen did not dodge and became a meat pad.

Damn, is Mercury retrograde today?

He was either chased by a dog or bitten by a zombie, and now he was knocked unconscious by someone.

Gu Bingchen, who had tinnitus, was knocked unconscious for a few seconds. He shook his head, then stood up, pushed away the person on him, and climbed up with his hands on his waist, grinning.

Damn, my waist was almost broken.

Gu Bingchen stretched out his foot and kicked the black-clothed man lying motionless on the ground: "Hey, are you dead or not? If you are not dead, make a sound."

"He can't be really dead." Gu Bingchen, who had recovered from his strength, bent down and stretched out his hand, trying to brush the hair off the black-clothed man's face to check the situation.

With a "snap" sound,

his hand was hit hard.

The black-clothed man opened his eyes, quickly stood up from the ground, pulled out a dagger tied to his wrist, blocked it in front of him, and stared at Gu Bingchen with a wary look.

Gu Bingchen lowered his eyes to look at the palm print on the back of his hand, blew gently to blow away the dust on his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled nonchalantly: "Hey, I saved you with good intentions, and this is how you treat your savior?"

The man in black frowned, looked Gu Bingchen up and down, and said in a clear voice, full of suspicion: "You saved me?"

"Of course." Gu Bingchen nodded without blushing or beating his heart.

Haha, I have been a meat pad for you, how can I not save you?

Gu Bingchen leaned against the railing of the roof, intending to tease the man in front of him while there were no zombies around: "I haven't asked you yet, who are you? How did you fall from the sky? You can't say you are Lin Daiyu."

Lin Daiyu who almost killed me.

"Who am I? Who am I?" The man in black suddenly lost his strength, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He tilted his head, a little confused.

Gu Bingchen put away the cynical smile on his face and took a step forward. Only then did he realize that the clothes of the man in black were completely soaked with blood, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood... and fragrance?

"It's a miracle that you are not dead." Gu Bingchen gritted his teeth and helped the man in black who was about to fall up.

"Jiang Yunqi?" Gu Bingchen saw the nameplate on the left chest of the man in black with sharp eyes. There were two lines of words on it, one in Chinese and the other in ghost paintings.

The man in black blinked: "I am Jiang Yunqi?"

Gu Bingchen rolled his eyes in annoyance: "You are not Jiang Yunqi, so I am?"

"Okay, don't move, I'll treat your wound." Seeing that Jiang Yunqi was about to slap him again, Gu Bingchen quickly grabbed his wrist, "What material is your clothes made of? Even a knife can't cut it open?"

Jiang Yunqi was stunned, looked down at the black clothes, and said softly: "Don't use violence."

"Huh? You don't even remember who you are, how can you know how to take off this clothes?" Gu Bingchen let go of his hand, watched Jiang Yunqi turn his back, and then unbuttoned his clothes.

The moment he saw the wound, Gu Bingchen's eyes were filled with ripples.

There was a deep wound from the right shoulder to the left waist, and although there was no bleeding, the flesh on both sides of the wound was burnt black, as if it was burned by something.

Gu Bingchen's eyes stayed on the white back covered with wounds until Jiang Yunqi was about to put on his clothes again.

"What are you doing? You haven't applied medicine yet!" Seeing that the wound that stopped bleeding was bleeding again because of Jiang Yunqi's roughness just now, "I really owe you, stay here and wait for me for a while."

The zombies wandering around under the roof gradually gathered together. It must be the smell of blood that attracted this group of cannibalistic dog-skin plasters.

Gu Bingchen cursed inwardly, turned his head to look at Jiang Yunqi who was sitting there motionless, picked up the backpack he had thrown on the ground, unzipped it, and took out some medical supplies from the space in the backpack. Then he walked back quickly, ready to bandage the wound of the long-haired man.

"If it hurts, scream." Gu Bingchen had never treated a wound before, and now he frowned and carefully used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to disinfect the wound.

The wound was too big, and Gu Bingchen squatted on the ground holding the cotton swab, and he was almost numb. He didn't know how the wound was caused, and it hurt just looking at it.

Hmm?

Doesn't this guy feel any pain?

"Don't you feel any pain?"

Gu Bingchen leaned to the side, wanting to see if Jiang Yunqi had fainted from the pain, but accidentally bumped into a pair of dark eyes.

Those eyes were unfathomable, cold and indifferent.

Hearing Gu Bingchen's question, Jiang Yunqi's eyelids twitched a few times, raised his eyes, and shook his head in confusion.

He didn't know why it didn't hurt, as if his subconscious was telling him that the pain was nothing.

"Tsk, you can't even see your face." Gu Bingchen retracted his gaze with an ambiguous expression, took out a rubber band from his backpack and handed it to Jiang Yunqi, "Tie your hair up to block your view."

Jiang Yunqi's hair was waist-length, black and thick, and it looked even smoother when tied into a high ponytail.

Without the obstruction of black hair, Gu Bingchen finally saw what Jiang Yunqi looked like.

The man in front of him had a pair of standard red phoenix eyes, dark pupils, a high nose bridge, light lips, even a little pale, handsome appearance, and a cold temperament. According to what Tang Yichao said, this is a flower in the mountains, which can only be admired from afar.

And the height should be around 190 cm, um, about the same as him.

Gu Bingchen came back to his senses from the surprise.

"Looks like we have to change places tonight." He glanced at the afterglow of the setting sun. The air was full of the smell of rotten meat, fishy smell, blood, and a faint floral scent.

Floral scent?

Where did the floral scent come from?

It seemed to be the scent of camellia.

Gu Bingchen glanced at Jiang Yunqi who was dressed.

"Can you still move?" Gu Bingchen walked to the edge of the rooftop, pointed to the three-meter-wide gap between the two rooftops, and said, "We're going to jump over there, can you do it?"

Jiang Yunqi's mind was still confused. Although his body looked very weak, he still jumped to the opposite rooftop with swift movements.

Seeing that he could still move, Gu Bingchen ignored him and passed several rooftops before stopping.

Maybe after a day of bad luck, his luck finally turned good. There were no zombies on this rooftop, and not only was there a sunshade, but it was also quite clean.

"Let's rest here tonight." Gu Bingchen sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, and sighed comfortably, "Finally, I can rest for a while."

"Aren't you going to sit down?"

Jiang Yunqi glanced at the dusty floor with some critical eyes, but still chose to sit down with him.

Gu Bingchen didn't miss Jiang Yunqi's disgusted look and sneered, "You are so hypocritical. It's the end of the world. Who cares if it's dirty or not?"

"Okay, I don't know whether you have temporary or long-term amnesia. Maybe you will remember it after a sleep." Gu Bingchen took off his coat and spread it on the ground. "Since you are a wounded soldier, I will indulge you this time. You sleep in the first half of the night and I sleep in the second half. We will take turns to keep watch. Is that okay?"

Jiang Yunqi was a little slow to react, but he still obediently lay on the ground with his clothes, and then closed his eyes obediently.

Damn.

A little obedient.

Gu Bingchen bit his lower lip and began to doubt the high-altitude flower that Tang Yichao mentioned that could only be admired from afar.

Night falls, there is no moon or stars in the dark sky, the breeze is filled with the smell of decay, and the whole city is occasionally filled with beast-like roars.

Near the corner of the wall, the young man closes his eyes tightly, his eyebrows wrinkled, and cold sweat wets the loose hair on his forehead.

In the misty dream, the smoke is everywhere, and there are sounds of fighting everywhere. The strong stench and the rich and sweet fragrance are intertwined, making people feel sick.

A huge black shadow is looming behind the thick fog.

Jiang Yunqi clenched his fists and wanted to escape from this place, but he found that he couldn't move his body at all. He could only watch the sharp weapon slashing at him, followed by an unclear sound.

He said: "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too soft-hearted."