Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

"Pei Jianren," Zhou Li's voice was hoarse and low, full of emotion, "I wanted to give you this before the end of this world. I love you, and this will never change, whether I live or die."

Pei Jianren's eyes flashed with surprise, followed by deep emotion and endless regret. She clearly had the person who loved her the most by her side, but she chose to turn a blind eye. She only felt regretful when everything was irreversible.

He joked, "What a sloppy proposal." His hands trembled slightly, but he still stretched out his hand. Zhou Li carefully put the ring on Pei Jianren's finger. It was the final agreement between them, a silent oath.

The moment the ring was put on, their eyes met, and all the love and regret were condensed in this moment. Their decision to commit suicide without saying a word was a despair of losing their humanity, and also the deepest confirmation of their feelings for each other.

Pei Jianren acted like a spoiled child: "Brother Zhou, I don't want to become a zombie. It's so ugly that even my new ring won't look good on me." Zhou Li knew what he meant and took out a dagger from his arms. They smiled at each other, with relief and deep love in their smiles. Then, they hugged each other, with the daggers in their hands pointed at each other's hearts.

"We will meet again in another world." Zhou Li said softly. Pei Jianren nodded with tears in his eyes.

As Zhou Li exerted force, the dagger pierced through the hearts of both men at the same time, and the flames of life were extinguished at the same moment. Their bodies fell together, and Zhou Li's hands tightly embraced Pei Jianren, as if it was their last embrace. Their faces were peaceful, as if they were together in their dreams.

At the dusk of the end of the world, two souls left hand in hand, refusing to become the fate of the horrible zombies. They chose to preserve the last dignity and love of human beings in their own way.

Chu Ziyu and his five companions had already arrived at the search and rescue mission site. This was once a prosperous commercial center, but now it had become a post-apocalyptic ruin. The towering buildings were reduced to skeletons, and the glass curtain walls were shattered, reflecting the mottled sunlight. The overturned vehicles on the street were rusty, and plants grew tenaciously from the cracks, and nature declared its revenge in the ruins.

The air was filled with dust and mildew, and occasionally a faint smell of corruption could be smelled. The silence here was unusual, except for the occasional roars of zombies and beasts in the distance, and the surroundings seemed to be surrounded by the silence of death. The sunlight shone through the broken buildings and was projected on the ground in patches, like the intersection of light and shadow, with both the desolation of doomsday and unspeakable beauty.

Lin Ci'an analyzed the layout of the ruins, predicted safe paths, and planned search and rescue routes. Everyone started the rescue according to his plan and found six survivors one after another. Two of them were injured. Liu Dongqing and Liu Dongmei took out bandages and medicines to bandage them. Wang Xiaoming continued to search ahead with a micro-explosive device and a life detector. Huanhuan used his sensitive sense of smell to help everyone find many survivors.

It was gradually getting dark, and there was only one place left for everyone. Chu Ziyu asked Liu Dongmei and the other two to find a car to settle the dozen people they had rescued. He and Lin Ci'an went to check out the last place, and then look for them to gather.

Chu Ziyu and Lin Ci'an stood in the last ruins, ready to go in. They held their weapons tightly in their hands, alert to the possible dangers around them, and were extremely cautious with every step they took.

The two walked slowly along the winding roads and rubble-filled paths. There was only one half-collapsed office building left to explore. They found an abandoned shortwave radio station. Although the equipment was old, Lin Ci'an started it and tried to adjust the frequency. Just when they were about to give up, a weak distress signal suddenly penetrated the silent air. The signal was intermittent, "Hong... Yuyi... Building... Basement", the two heard the location clearly, immediately recorded it, and began to look for the building number. They found that it was the building they were in. The two knocked on the first floor and found the entrance to the basement. The two walked down the stairs. What they saw was an abandoned basement, which was obviously a temporary shelter for a technician. It was filled with various electronic instruments and tools. A middle-aged man was curled up in a corner, with some semi-finished circuit boards and instruments scattered around.

The middle-aged man was frightened at first by the appearance of Chu Ziyu and the other man, but Lin Ci'an comforted him, "We are the rescue team from City S, don't be afraid."

The middle-aged man realized that Chu Ziyu and the other man were here to save him, and he felt relieved. He looked up at the two of them and said, "I'm Meng Chuan, an instrument repair expert. Before the apocalypse, I worked for a famous electronics company, responsible for the maintenance and repair of high-precision equipment. After the apocalypse, I relied on my skills to survive in this small shelter."

Chu Ziyu didn't expect such a pleasant surprise. He knew that such professional skills were very scarce in the end times, and Meng Chuan's joining would undoubtedly bring hope to the survivor community. They helped Meng Chuan pack up the necessary tools and materials and joined the rest of the group. Liu Dongqing and the others found a large truck. Everyone was in the truck. Liu Dongmei and Wang Xiaoming were taking care of the wounded. Meng Chuan's equipment was put on the truck, and Meng Chuan also got on the truck. Lin Ci'an distributed food and water to everyone and asked them to sit down and rest.

It was almost dark, and the group worked out a route to return, and the group immediately set off back to City S. The truck led the way, while Chu Ziyu and Lin Ci'an drove the off-road vehicle to cover the rear.

Chu Ziyu's car had left a trail of dust on the street. At this time, a head popped out from behind the broken wall, just five meters away from the previous position. It was a young man with red clothes and white hair, and he was very clean. His name was Feiyun. Although he looked like an ordinary person, he was indeed a zombie. He was different from those zombies who had lost their minds. He had the same thinking as ordinary people, and could control other zombies through mental power. Looking at the departing car, he said to himself: "It's my brother from last time. It's a pity that I didn't get to know him last time. He is so handsome. Mine."

Feiyun strode to the empty car on the roadside and sat in the car without an owner. The engine roared softly as he started it. A cunning flashed in his eyes, and his fingers tapped the steering wheel lightly, as if he was planning something. His interest in Chu Ziyu seemed to be not just because of his appearance, but because he felt a special temperament in Chu Ziyu, which was an existence that could surprise him, a fourth-level zombie.

The car shuttled through the abandoned streets, and Feiyun's driving skills were surprisingly proficient. His eyes were fixed on the dust in front of him through the rearview mirror. It was raised by Chu Ziyu's car, like a signal to guide the direction.

At this time, Chu Ziyu didn't know that there was a "corpse" thinking about him, and was still talking to Lin Ci'an about having a candlelight dinner after returning to the base. At this time, he didn't expect that there was indeed a candlelight dinner, but the person had changed.