Chapter 407: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (32)
In order to survive in the end times, I recommended myself to become the boss's bedmate (Thirty-two)
November of the first year of the last days.
The teams sent by major forces to the Hope Base arrived at their destination one after another.
There is almost no need to say how difficult the journey was. Just look at the number of people left after they arrived.
This is the case with the team from the nursery base led by Zhang Yan.
"How many of us are left?"
In the heavy snow, Zhang Yan and his group hid together for warmth in a house that they had finally found that was not leaky.
After a long pause, Zhang Yan finally recovered and was able to ask the question.
He is the strongest in the team and the only one with fire ability.
There were unclear sounds coming from the mouths of the other people holding him. Zhang Yan couldn't hear clearly but he knew that his question was unnecessary.
Right now, there were only four people left hugging him and surrounding him.
Of the twenty people in the team that set out, only five people were left, including him.
Zhang Yan wanted to clench his fists, but found it difficult to even do this.
"Damn it."
He exhaled white air from his mouth and tried hard to suppress the pain in his heart and not dare to let tears flow out - in such a cold day, even tears would become a weapon to hurt himself. They had already realized the cruelty of this when they lost the first team member.
"I hope the base really has that damn crystal core generator. Otherwise, otherwise..."
He wanted to say something harsh, but nothing came out.
From the time they set out until now, they have been walking in the heavy snow for a full month.
They have faced many difficulties in this month.
The lack of suitable means of transportation made it difficult for them to move forward, and the shortage of supplies also meant that zombies could suddenly attack from the thick snow at any time.
And there are humans who will do anything to survive.
Looking back, Zhang Yan couldn't even remember how they managed to persevere.
The only things I remember are the faces that have passed away.
But even now, his memory was beginning to fade.
It was so cold that he was beginning to lose consciousness.
Zhang Yan's last bit of reason told him.
It seems that let alone what to do with the Hope Base, even wanting to reach the Hope Base has probably become a very extravagant idea.
The white smoke coming out of Zhang Yan's nostrils gradually became thinner, and his eyes slowly closed.
"Hey, look, brother."
A sound seemed like a beam of light breaking through the darkness, and Zhang Yan's eyes slowly struggled open.
"There seem to be human footprints here? Do you think so?"
There's a survivor nearby!
The excited blood rushed upwards, allowing Zhang Yan's oxygen-deficient brain to regain a bit of clarity.
He asked for help, he asked for help!
"Yes, it's humans, and quite a few of them."
Another voice responded, and the sounds of two footsteps, one in front and one behind, became more and more obvious.
Help, help!
Zhang Yan shouted wildly in his heart, but his breath was too weak and no sound came out of his throat.
His lips move, move them!
I was cursing, screaming, and crying madly in my heart, but my body couldn't move at all.
The pair of eyes that originally contained hope gradually turned into despair. The struggle between will and reality made Zhang Yan extremely painful.
If he had known that he would run into survivors, he should not have used up his last bit of energy. If he had only a little bit of strength left, he could have shouted for help...
"Brother, it seems there really are survivors who are not zombies. Should we go look for them? What if we really saved someone?"
Song Ning rubbed his hands and looked up at Lance.
It's getting colder recently.
I heard that the situation here is relatively good. Zhu Mingjian shared with them that many bases in the north had to move south in such an icy and snowy environment.
It's because it's too cold and there are not enough cold-resistant supplies. Even if we move a little further, the cold will be slightly alleviated.
"Don't look for it."
Lance looked at him and put his hand in his pocket to warm it.
"I know where they are. Are you willing to go to the trouble of rescuing them?"
So warm.
His frozen fingers were wrapped in warmth, and Song Ning wished he could squeeze himself into Lance's arms.
"Save him. He is a human being after all. And if you don't save him, how can you know whether he is good or bad?"
Song Ning gave a pure smile in the snow.
"Because you're here, I'm not worried."
His aliens will protect him well, so he can live so willfully until now.
"it is good."
Lance gave his human a long look and reached out to ruffle his human's hat.
His human is indeed getting cuter day by day, and this cuteness is entirely the result of his personal efforts to raise him bit by bit.
That's fine.
His humans should live freely and vividly like this, and as for the rest, he will naturally deal with them.
Lance quickly took Song Ning to find the group of survivors, and Song Ning was shocked when he saw them.
"Brother, are they dead?"
"No, but it will soon if no one takes care of it."
"Then let's save people quickly."
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So warm.
Zhang Yan thought in a trance.
I haven't felt this kind of warmth for a long time. Is it because he died?
Or maybe he wasn't actually dead yet, but it was just because he was too cold that he had this illusion.
He had heard that if one is exposed to severe cold for too long, the human brain will produce a magical protective mechanism, which will make people have the illusion of being very warm. Some people even take off all their clothes and run in the snow under this illusion, and finally freeze to death in the snow.
Has he reached this stage now?
Then he should be dying soon.
It’s such a pity that he hasn’t even reached the Hope Base yet. He has let down so many people in the base.
What if Hope Base really has a crystal core generator?
So many people were looking forward to it, and before he left, everyone changed their previous habit of staying still and went out to look for and kill zombies.
Because they all hoped that if the crystal core generator really existed, the crystal core might be able to save their lives soon.
Pity……
"Brother, I'm a little hungry, how about we cook some instant noodles?"
"What flavor do you want?"
"Let's have something spicy. It's much colder outside than at home. I want a spicy soup base."
"it is good."
Who is talking?
Zhang Yan realized something was wrong.
Then a rich fragrance entered his nostrils.
What a nice smell! This is the smell of spicy beef noodles!
The trembling eyelids suddenly opened!
A huge machine was right in front of me. Snowflakes were still falling outside, and next to the machine, two figures, one tall and one short, were hugging each other intimately.
The tall man's eyes seemed calm but were actually full of doting. The shorter man was holding him and saying something with a sweet smile. As he was talking, the tall man suddenly bent down and kissed his lips, and the shorter man immediately fell into his arms with laughter.
Zhang Yan slowly closed his eyes again.
Ha, it really is too cold. I must be dreaming.
What kind of years are these? How is it possible to see such a heartwarming scene in the end times?
Two extremely handsome men of different types setting up a tent in the snow, cooking instant noodles and making out?
It turned out that his brain was hallucinating because it was too cold.