Doomsday boss is acting like a baby in my arms

Chapter 28

Apart from being more possessive as a lover, Fu Jing is top notch in every other field.He made a detailed plan for Ronghua, and his progress after two and a half months is visible to the naked eye.

A beam of dark light popped out from Rong Hua's fingertips, and something the size of a fingernail instantly silenced the ferocious and roaring zombies forever.

Is this the power of the fifth level?

It has been more than a year since the end of the world, and most of the supernatural beings have reached the third or fourth rank. Before he passed out, he was only one opportunity away from reaching the fifth rank.Now he has stood at the peak of the fifth step, and in Lao Yan's words, he is almost trembling.He had never asked about Fu Jing's strength, but he thought it would not be lower than the sixth rank.

After solving the danger, Rong Hua looked back at Fu Jing. It was clearly a wilderness full of dangers, but Fu Jing was sitting on the small bench wholeheartedly—peeling melon seeds.His fingers fluttered, and he quickly peeled a melon seed in the blink of an eye.And the melon seeds are about to overflow from the glass jar.

Rong Hua strode forward, and before he could reach out his hand, Fu Jing had already handed him the glass jar, but Wen Sheng could not refuse, "Wipe your hands first, then eat, it's all yours."

Rong Hua took the heavy glass jar, shook it, and listened to the crisp sound of the melon seeds inside colliding with the glass, feeling very satisfied.He casually stuffed the glass jar into Fu Jing's pocket: "I'll eat it together when you fill it up." Guaziren must be eaten in a certain amount to be delicious.

Fu Jing hummed softly as if responding.

Rong Hua naturally took Fu Jing's hand and interlocked his fingers.

All training is over and he can do what he wants to do.Feeling relieved, the two walked back to the base, when Rong Hua just wanted to confess to Fu Jing.

Fu Jing looked at the road ahead, and said casually: "Is the matter that brother discussed with that person at the noodle shop last time about to start?"

Rong Hua smiled, and he still remembered that the vinegar jar was the vinegar jar for more than two months.

He turned around and clasped back vigorously, the eyes of the two met in the air, and at this moment only his own reflection remained in those bottomless black pupils.Rong Hua twisted the handsome face opposite, and said generously: "Yes, I want to distribute free supplies to the elderly, children, and pregnant women of appropriate age every Friday night."

In the eyes of young people, there is something that he does not have, which is light and the righteousness of the country.These are what he doesn't have, so he can only hold him firmly.

Follow the light, no matter what it takes.

Isn't it just to distribute supplies, control the number of ages, and the supplies in his space are more than enough to support a group of idlers.

"Okay." You protect the world, and I protect you.

The young man hooked Fu Jing's neck and kissed his most devout believer.

If he remembers correctly, it is very clear from the beginning of the game introduction that the apocalypse has lasted for nearly ten years, and he can't help things like researching zombie antidote, he might as well shine in his field of expertise .

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Zhang San happily rubbed his hands that were red with cold: "Have you read this issue of the tabloid?"

Zhao Si opened his eyes wide and seemed to gain strength all of a sudden: "How could it be possible that I didn't see it? There is a fool who wants to distribute free supplies to all children under the age of five and seniors over the age of 70 in the base every Friday."

Zhang San took a deep breath to warm his hands, and continued to rub vigorously: "It's okay to be taken advantage of. If I also have this ability, I will also distribute supplies. Who wouldn't want to be a hero?"

Zhao Si pushed Zhang San and said, "Don't worry about him, go and have a look first."

"Let's go."

slum gate

Zhang San tried to see something through the crowd with his feet on his feet. This place has never been so lively.For a while, Zhang San was so crowded that he couldn't stretch his arms, and he seemed to be back in the morning rush hour of the subway again.

There are old people in ragged or even naked clothes everywhere. They have long been starved to the bone, and the fat padded clothes seem to be able to fit another person. Every rib in the upper body seems to wear through that thin layer at any time. flesh and blood.They are the first to be abandoned when the end times come.The reason why it has been able to survive until now is that the Northwest Base has never given up on this group of vulnerable groups and allowed labor to be exchanged for food.

The child who was held in the arms of an adult and looked at the world curiously with his black eyes open was more like a five-year-old child leading another younger child.They were quiet and silent, with mature faces that did not belong to this age.

The whole audience was terribly quiet, even if Ronghua wanted to use them as an experiment, they would admit that nothing is worth mentioning in front of survival.

All the people are waiting and staring at Ronghua here, that is the hope of life!

The elderly and children have always been vulnerable groups in the world. Now that disasters are coming, they are the first to be left behind.

Rong Hua withdrew his scanning gaze, raised his hand to look at his watch, it was 10 minutes before seven o'clock.

The material distribution site is ready.At the entrance, people from the military will check whether they meet the age requirements according to the certificates issued when entering the base. If someone makes trouble, they will cross out directly. This is the first hurdle.The second step is to register relevant information one by one and issue number plates. This is done by Fu Jing's people.The third step was to distribute the materials, and Ye Yun and Fu Jing's cronies came in person.

Ronghua and Fu Jing cooked eight-treasure porridge for the first distribution of materials. The elderly and children have bad teeth, so the porridge took a long time to make sure it was rotten enough.Eight-treasure porridge is the staple food. To ensure nutrition, everyone has an egg, a glass of water, a lollipop, and large-size ordinary warm clothes.Considering that some elderly people have limited mobility, additional staff will be sent to deliver supplies to their homes to ensure that the elderly can eat.

At seven o'clock, there was a long queue at the entrance of the slums, and everyone entered the venue in an orderly and silent manner.

Rong Hua personally made a bowl of eight-treasure porridge for the first old man. The old man was decently dressed and had a serious face, but he burst into tears after seeing the eight-treasure porridge in the bowl.For a long time, he had to work hard to barely eat steamed buns and pickles.He thought that he would never have the chance to eat a bowl of eight-treasure porridge that was not worth mentioning before the end of the world. Tears mixed into the porridge bowl, and he shivered as he sent the porridge to his mouth.After eating a bowl of porridge, it seems that he is no longer an animal who doesn't know tomorrow, but an upright person!

Rong Hua glanced at the long queue not far away, and sighed faintly.Fu Jing stood beside him and squeezed his palm, as if giving strength silently.

I am here, don't be afraid.

"Let me in, I don't care, I want to eat too." Ronghua followed everyone's attention and heard the reputation. Several young and strong men not only pushed away the old people and children in front of the queue, but also tried to attack the front inspection with supernatural powers. officer.The scene was a bit chaotic for a while, the originally silent team dispersed with screams from the crowd.

Yan Le put down the porridge spoon, touched the head of the child in front of him, and said softly: "Brother is going to beat the bad guys, come over later, just wait for me."

Turning around, his face was condensed.