At first, Xiaoqi would change his words and call him "master" so that others could hear him clearly.
But he really couldn't get used to calling the word "master", so he just called it "host".
Anyway, being beeped won't affect what he has to do, so why waste time on it?
Huo Nian, "Thank Song Chi for me."
"You're welcome. We do this to ensure Anyang can live well."
This is the mission of his host. If Anyang dies in the middle of the mission, the main system will take back the 600 million reward points.
Of course, Xiao Qi couldn't tell Huo Nian this, and even if he did, Huo Nian wouldn't be able to hear it.
Huo Nian also knew that Song Chi did this because Anyang was an antibody, but he was still very grateful to Song Chi.
Anyone who doesn't harm Anyang is not his enemy.
Huo Nian got into the back seat, hugged the uneasy Anyang into his arms, and said to the soldier in the driver's seat, "Let's go."
"yes."
Huo Nian and his group, along with dozens of large trucks, slowly drove out of the iron guardrail gate.
As he passed by the deputy captain, he clenched his fists in anger.
The same goes for people with special abilities.
They all felt that Huo Nian was not worthy of wearing that outfit and did not consider the overall situation.
Huo Nian, holding Anyang in his arms, simply ignored the anger of the deputy captain and the others.
He just didn't want to hand Anyang over to the paranoid people. He deserved the survivors of the world and had a clear conscience.
The psychics from the aristocratic families drove their cars mechanically like zombies, following Huo Nian's convoy.
The two flying mutant zombies that Song Chi assigned to Huo Nian flew over Huo Nian's convoy, keeping a close eye on the movements around them.
The five rented mutant zombies were now lying leisurely on the roof of the car in front of the convoy, with their arms resting on the back of their heads and their legs crossed, swaying.
They enjoy it more than humans.
"Are we just going to do this and watch him take Anyang away?"
Seeing Huo Nian's convoy driving away, the psychic clenched his fists and asked the deputy captain.
The deputy captain said nothing, but frowned as he watched Huo Nian's convoy disappear from his sight.
Naturally, he also wanted to snatch Anyang away, but Song Chi sent two flying mutant zombies to follow him. Even if he led people to attack from behind, he had no chance of winning.
Then why did Song Chi protect Anyang? Could it be that he knew Anyang?
The deputy captain closed the iron guardrail gate and looked at the row of large RVs.
Their superiors had told them not to offend Song Chi and his gang.
Because the base in the capital city still depends on Song Chi and others to improve the lives of ordinary survivors, and conflicts cannot occur.
"Deputy Captain."
The psychic who had not received a response for a long time immediately called the deputy captain.
The deputy captain kept looking at Song Chi, who was sitting with Song Chen and Bai Su at the second-floor window of the RV and seemed to be looking at something. He withdrew his gaze and turned back to the psychic, "Song Chi is protecting Anyang now. If we take action, we will be standing against them. The people above will not want to see us and Song Chi and others become enemies."
Upon hearing this, the psychics froze in their tracks and were filled with fear.
The superiors have specifically instructed us not to become enemies with Song Chi and his group.
Fortunately, he did not impulsively send people to follow Huo Nian and the others.
"This deputy captain seems quite rational, he doesn't look like a bad guy."
Song Chi, who was watching the surveillance panel and happened to be staring at the deputy captain and the psychic, spoke after hearing their conversation.
Song Chen, sitting on a chair nearby, flipped through a novel while holding his chin in his hand. "They just have different standpoints. There's no such thing as good guys or bad guys."
"That's true. The paranoid people just want to end this apocalypse as soon as possible, so they are a bit extreme."
After Song Chi finished speaking, he hugged Bai Su, who was sitting between them, rested his chin on Bai Su's head, and looked at the pages of the novel in Song Chen's hand.
He was curious about what novel Song Chen was reading. He had been reading it for two days and was still enjoying it so much.
As a result, he took a glance and saw her, breathing heavily, her heart pounding, hiding in the closet, listening to the slowly approaching footsteps and the eerie description of "I found you". He rubbed his arms in anger, "Are you reading a horror novel?"
"Um."
Song Chen, leaning on the chair with his chin in his hand, responded calmly.
Bai Su had already covered her eyes with her hands, opening them only with a gap of two fingers, not daring to look at all.
Sang Su bent down to take the empty cups on the small table, and took out some snacks, fruits, and three cakes from the space.
She picked up the strawberry cake and handed it to Bai Su, the mango flavored one to Song Chi, and the chocolate flavored one to Song Chen.
Xiaoqi also had a share, but it was much smaller than Song Chi and the others.
"Thank you, Sister Sangsu."
Xiaoqi thanked Sang Su sweetly.
Sang Su stood up straight, walked to the side and waited, saying, "You're welcome."
[Ding, gratitude is worth one thousand one thousand one thousand, plus one thousand ...
Prompt sounds rang frantically in Song Chi and Song Chen's minds.
"Ahhhhhhh I knew I could earn gratitude points."
Song Chi screamed excitedly while eating the mango-flavored cake.
Seeing that the survivors did not have enough tents, he provided them with tents, and he was rewarded.
He suppressed his excitement and looked up at Xiao Qi, "Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, give them some free meat buns and steamed buns at noon, and then give them again in the evening."
"Come one at a time, don't give it all at once."
"Okay host, Xiao Qi knows."
Xiaoqi, who was eating a small cake, nodded quickly.
If this had happened in the past, Song Chen would have definitely complained about Song Chi, saying that he would grab a group of people and not be afraid of them becoming bald.
But it’s different now. They won’t let go of anything they can grab.
He put down his phone, ate a small cake, looked out the window, and wiped the sweat off the face of the survivor who was happily setting up the tent. The survivor's eyes finally lit up. After a long while, he said to Xiao Qi, "Send them some water later."
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com