The waste is going to strike back

Mu Xin did not fall asleep after returning to the bedroom. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed with a peaceful and relaxed expression. It was obvious that he had entered a state of concentration and was practicing meditation.

Mu Xin has been doing this for some time. This kind of meditation can actually greatly restore his consumed internal energy. Over time, it has become a habit.

Anyway, when you meditate you can also treat it as sleeping, killing two birds with one stone.

Mu Xin finished his meditation when it was just getting light.

He got out of bed, stretched, and then threw himself on the bed to sleep for another hour.

No matter how good meditation is, it still doesn’t feel as good as sleeping on a soft bed…

By the time he came out of the bedroom, Yan Shaohui was already in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, preparing breakfast.

Mu Xin washed his face with cold water to wake himself up, then leaned against the kitchen door, watching a 1.9-meter-tall man busying himself in a cute cartoon apron printed with little yellow ducks. It was a bit funny, but also inexplicably heartwarming.

As a martial artist, Yan Shaohui naturally had sharp ears and sharp eyes, so he knew that Mu Xin had gotten up as soon as he left the bedroom.

He turned around to look at Mu Xin, who was leaning against the door with his eyes half closed and his mind wandering. His furry, curly hair was so adorable that one couldn't help wanting to rub it.

It really looks like a lazy black cat, Yan Shaohui commented in his mind.

"Wash your face and come have breakfast. I've already prepared it." Yan Shaohui invited Mu Xin to sit at the dining table, and then he began to serve the hot breakfast.

Vegetable and chicken porridge, pickled mustard tuber, fried eggs, steamed buns. So many things, isn't it too rich? Mu Xin blinked his eyes, a little bit unbelievable.

It is really a blessing to be able to have such a good and rich breakfast in the end times. Mu Xin tasted the porridge and thought.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Shaohui calmly took off his cartoon apron, then sat down opposite Mu Xin with a smile and asked.

Mu Xin nodded and praised: "Very good."

"That's good." Yan Shaohui smiled, his narrow and evil eyes filled with warm smiles, "Fortunately, there are a lot of things in your refrigerator, and they are rich, otherwise the two of us can only drink porridge.

Mu Xin originally wanted to say that this was a bit of a waste of food, after all, he had eaten too much. But looking at Yan Shaohui's bright eyes, he couldn't bear to say it out loud, so in the end he could only say "hmm" and start eating breakfast.

After finishing the fragrant porridge, Mu Xin put down the spoon and looked at the person opposite him, "What are your plans next?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shaohui paused with his chopsticks in his hand, "I guess we'll rest here for a while before heading to City B. After all, my team is also going to City B."

"Well, if you're not busy, you can wait for me." Mu Xin replied.

Yan Shaohui was naturally overjoyed at Mu Xin's answer, and he nodded quickly in approval.

During breakfast, the two didn't talk much, but the atmosphere was not awkward. Instead, it was warm and relaxed.

Obviously, this was something neither of them had expected.

Both of them cherish this leisurely time very much.

After all, in the end times, there won’t be too many days like this.

After breakfast, Mu Xin would go out with his sword to kill zombies.

At this time, Yan Shaohui stopped Mu Xin from opening the door and leaving.

"Can you take me with you? It's boring for me to stay at home alone." Yan Shaohui put his hands in his trouser pockets and shrugged.

Mu Xin looked Yan Shaohui up and down, but didn't say much. He just opened the door and walked out.

Seeing Mu Xin's almost acquiescing attitude, Yan Shaohui excitedly took his giant knife and followed Mu Xin out.

After a week of the two of them working together to kill zombies, Mu Xin discovered that Yan Shaohui's ability level had actually gone up a level, which meant that he now had a B-level thunder ability.

Such extraordinary talent is unmatched even by Ming Xi Che, who owned a jade necklace in his previous life!

As Yan Shaohui's abilities grew stronger, the two of them became more and more adept at killing zombies. In the end, Yan Shaohui was the one bravely killing zombies on the front line, while Mu Xin leaned against the car and watched him kill zombies. Apart from killing a zombie that wanted to sneak attack Yan Shaohui from time to time, he did not take any other action.

Yan Shaohui didn't care about Mu Xin's almost inaction, and even enjoyed it.

In Yan Shaohui's eyes, Mu Xin has become someone he can trust with his back.

One day, the two were planning to set out in the morning to continue killing zombies, but Mu Xin, who was sitting in the car, discovered that the car was out of gas.

He looked at the warning light, which had turned red, and said, "Let's go to the gas station today. My car is running low on gas, and let's see if there's anything else we can get."

Yan Shaohui nodded, then leaned back in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest.

I returned to the old house too late last night and didn’t get enough rest, so I wanted to take this opportunity to catch up on some sleep.

But he was also very puzzled. They went to bed at the same time, but why was Mu Xin always full of energy, as if he never felt sleepy?

How could he know that one of the chapters in the Mu Xin family's secret technique was about how to use meditation to quickly restore physical and internal strength.

This kind of mental method can only be learned by family members and will not be passed on to outsiders.

The firewood was obtained by chance some time ago, and it helped him a lot.

Mu Xin's driving skills were good, and they encountered many zombies along the way, but they all dodged them with his steady and swift driving skills. It wasn't that the two were afraid of encountering these zombies, but they just felt that dodging them would save much more time than getting out of the car to kill them.

The gas station is located in the suburbs north of City A, and Mu Xin’s old house is located in the suburbs east of City A, so it takes some time to get to the gas station.

Fortunately, the car is quite fuel-efficient, so by the time we get to the gas station, the car won't be completely out of gas.

Mu Xin got off the car, and almost in an instant, his expression changed from leisurely to serious and alert.

The gas station was already abandoned, and the black bloodstains on the ground showed that a killing had occurred before they arrived. It was unclear whether the zombies ate people or people killed the zombies.

However, the former is more likely to happen. Although today's zombies can be solved with just one bullet to the head, ordinary civilians simply don't have guns to protect their own safety.

Mu Xin felt that this gas station was too quiet, almost eerie in its quietness.

He gave Yan Shaohui a look, and Yan Shaohui understood. He walked to Mu Xin with the giant knife in hand, looking around and listening carefully, watching everything around him vigilantly, for fear that a zombie would jump out from some corner.

The two people walked into the gas station together. The originally white and clean marble tile floor was covered with black blood stains, and even the walls were the same.

"The smell of blood is so strong." Mu Xin pinched his nose and said with a frown.

"Indeed, the smell is very strong." Yan Shaohui also nodded with a frown. He stuck close to the firewood and walked slowly inside, fearing that the two of them would be attacked if they were not careful.

The two men walked inside and found that the shelves that originally contained goods in the convenience store of the gas station had collapsed. A wide variety of goods were piled on the ground, forming a small hill.

Not only that, the two also discovered that the amount of bloodstains on the ground gradually increased, extending all the way to the small hill formed by the pile of goods before disappearing.

Mu Xin felt that there was something strange about that place, so he stopped and frowned, wondering what he was thinking.

Yan Shaohui saw Mu Xin stopped, so he also stopped. He turned to look at Mu Xin, "What's wrong?"