Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Song Yan walked naturally to Hua Xia and sat down, leaning against the wall to organize the supplies in his hands. The adjutant not far away came forward and handed him some compressed food. Song Yan took it from behind and stuffed it into his backpack.

Then he took out an oil paper package from his backpack and opened it. Even in the dark, the adjutant knew what was inside: a piece of peach pastry.

Before departure, the captain personally went to the base cafeteria to find someone to make it...

.......

The adjutant was silent for a moment, feeling like a clown, and turned around and walked back where no one was paying attention.

Song Yan opened the oil paper and said very quickly: "Don't throw away that sign."

Hua Xia looked at Song Yan's awkward look and laughed, and deliberately asked: What brand?

Song Yan choked, was silent for a while and said, "Forget it."

Just as he was about to look away awkwardly, a short, pale hand reached out, and the puff sleeves of his windproof jacket were pulled up, revealing a bracelet wrapped around it. The hexagonal badge hanging below the bracelet swayed back and forth in the air.

"Is it this one?"

Song Yan nodded awkwardly: "Yeah."

"If..." Song Yan lowered his head and almost blurted out, "Can we get married?"

After saying this, he felt annoyed and really didn't understand what he was talking about.

Song Yan originally wanted to ask if Miss Luo could be with him if the apocalypse ended, but his thoughts changed completely as he suddenly didn't want to wait for the apocalypse to end.

Song Yan, who had received prisoner training, suspected that all his training over the years had been in vain.

All the investigation and calmness have become a thing of the past at this moment.

Song Yan still has too many doubts about Hua Xia, her strange abilities, and too many coincidences, such as the doctor's secret and the switch of this underground laboratory. The adjutant said that Miss Luo likes the captain, but Song Yan seems to be floating in the air, his feet are empty, and he only feels that the latter is ethereal and illusory. He is clearly smiling at him, but his eyes seem to be not focused on the reality.

Such people are like quiet spectators.

Song Yan tilted his head and looked to the other side: "Forget it."

After saying that, he felt even more depressed. His head was dizzy and he spoke incoherently, "That..."

"Song Yan seems to like you..."

He changed the lyrics again: "Song Yan likes you."

The 250 system was stunned by this and almost burned out the database. Isn't Song Yan you?

There was no sound behind me.

A trace of annoyance appeared on Song Yanping's usually serious face. He held it back and finally turned back suddenly.

Meet a pair of smiling eyes.

Hua Xia's lips curled up into a faint smile, and there were some tiny bits of light in her black eyes, like the stars in the universe.

"Okay." The soft and casual voice seemed to be saying that the weather was nice today.

Song Yan was caught off guard and looked at each other. He swallowed silently and replied, "Yeah."

What does it mean to react after you finish responding?

Only one of the sentences he just uttered was a question.

Get married. Get married?

The worry that had been in my heart since the dark man disappeared suddenly eased, and I turned my head away again.

Hua Xia smiled faintly and blinked her eyes. The person in front of her was silently happy and very happy.

Specifically, the temperature around Nuan Nuan suddenly rose by several degrees.

Hua Xia rolled up her sleeves, played with the fluorescent strip with two fingers, and said jokingly, "Brother, you should use your supernatural powers sparingly."

Song Yan calmly retracted his supernatural power.

Hua Xia was still discussing the change in the villain's supernatural powers with the system in her mind.

System: "Song Yan should indeed have fire-type abilities. The villain in the original plot is of the fire type."

Hua Xia raised her eyebrows slightly: "This change can only be said to be related to Wu Zhi himself."

There was something strange about the fact that Wu was trapped in the void.

His current supernatural powers are roughly the same as what Yuan Rui said, and may be somewhat related to the heating principle of the star sun.

250 Random thoughts, nuclear fusion?

How much energy does this require?

Hua Xia knew that they were similar but not the same.

She blinked, her eyes dim.

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Song Yan and his subordinates had all received training in the army on how to perceive the passage of time.

So, the next day, when the basement was still dark, the group had already woken up and started to pack up, ready to set off at any time.

Song Yan had people copy all the relevant information in Dr. Yuan's hands and the files in the underground laboratory's computers.

There was a power drive device in the laboratory. Under Yuan Rui's guidance, everyone quickly opened the door.

As soon as you go up from the underground laboratory, you can see several large holes on the alloy door caused by corrosion. The floor, which was smooth yesterday, is now covered with broken debris and mud stains.

The group of people stood with their backs to each other, vigilantly observing the movements around them.

Unexpectedly, I thought I would have to clear out a wave of wandering zombies first, but strangely, I didn’t see a single zombie.

Could it be that the zombies take turns to rest during the day? There shouldn't be no zombies at all during the shifts...

No one let down their guard.

Contrary to everyone else's tense mood, Hua Xia looked relaxed, with her long and pretty eyebrows frivolous. She said in her mind, "Idiot, look."

The system looked in the direction of the host's finger and saw a robot with a crooked neck and a broken hand on the ground. He immediately recognized that this was the mentally retarded robot that led everyone into the laboratory yesterday...

The host also said that this retarded robot's electronic voice was very similar to his own, so he was called a part-time worker...

really.

The next second, the host raised his lips and tutted twice, mocking and joking: "Idiot, why are you lying on the ground?"

【......】Host! Say it again! That's not me!

He doesn't have a part-time job!

The roaring electronic sound went through the database several times, and finally, under the pressure of the host, it comforted itself.

It was very quiet outside the biological experiment base. The potholes on the ground caused by the damage were filled with morning dew, and the cold breeze in the air was light but also brought a bone-chilling chill.

Without the roars of zombies, everything seemed unusually peaceful and tranquil, giving a feeling of a peaceful and quiet time.

It was as if the high-level zombies last night had never appeared and everything was just a dream. Now all we had to do was pack up and start again to return to the safe base.

If there weren't a group of 'creatures' standing upright in front of me.

Everyone who had just breathed a sigh of relief suddenly saw the zombie army standing in front of them, and the breath of relief rose to their heads.

What they saw was an endless number of zombies standing in an open space twenty meters away, in a semi-circle, motionless, which instantly brought their memories back to the days of training in the army.

Strict military discipline. The group of zombies standing still at this moment look very much like them when they were standing at attention in the army at that time.

Standing in the middle of the zombie group was a well-dressed man in a suit and tie.

She was very beautiful, with cold and fair skin with a hint of blue, and sharp, beautiful eyes. She stared at the people standing there in a daze, and suddenly curved her eyes, with a kind of breathtaking beauty.

If it were before the end of the world, he would definitely be a business elite, a domineering president, and a national male god.

The zombies with tattered clothes stained with black and red blood were standing so obediently behind a human being. Looking closely, one could see that the bones in the zombies' strangely stiff necks were shrinking backwards.

Seems to be scared?

Everyone who had just walked out of the base gate was stunned.

The scene was completely silent, except for the stuttering of the system in Hua Xia's mind, which trembled and said: [Lord, Lord God...]

In silence, Xie Qingyang looked at the doctor and asked: "Doctor, this is..." What's going on?