The waste is going to strike back

"Is it possible?" asked Gray Pigeon.

Lie Ying shrugged. "Xia Houshuo used to follow Ming Xiche. He should know exactly what medicine Ming Xiche is taking. I don't think it's fake."

Ming Xiche stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the firewood, but was hugged by Yan Shaohui and took a step back.

"Wood firewood...wood firewood..."

Mu Xin frowned and watched Ming Xiche waving his hands at him, looking pitiful and helpless.

"Do you still remember... how good we were in the past?" Ming Xiche panted, tears glistening in his eyes, as if he was really reminiscing about the past with Mu Xin.

Mu Xin didn't want to recall the past at all: "How can there be so many past memories? Ming Xiche, you have done so many wrong things that it is hard to list them all. You should have died long ago."

There must be something hateful about a pitiful person. Ming Xiche did so many things, even transforming innocent humans into mutants, just to satisfy his own desire for power. He should have been punished long ago.

Mu Xin asked Yan Shaohui to let him go, then he looked fierce and raised his sword and pierced Ming Xiche's heart directly.

Ming Xiche stared at Mu Xin in a daze. The green in his eyes gradually faded and finally turned back to black.

Then he fell completely to the ground, twitching from time to time, and after a while, his eyes rolled back and he was completely dead.

Mu Xin pursed his lips and drew his sword.

At this moment, he felt neither happy nor joyful about his successful revenge.

The next second after Mu Xin pulled out the sword, black flames ignited on Ming Xi Che's body again, and this time, the black flames directly burned Ming Xi Che, and finally burned him into a pile of charred objects with no clear shape.

Yan Shaohui looked down at Mu Xin, who had an expressionless face, and said with some worry, "Xiao Xin, are you okay?"

When Mu Xin heard Yan Shaohui calling him, he looked up at Yan Shaohui and raised the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"We can go home."

"Well, I can finally go home."

Finally, all the grievances between him, Ming Xiche, and Xiahou Shuo came to an end today.

Mu Xin wanted to fulfill another last wish of Xiahou Shuo. Before he and Yan Shaohui returned to the First Base, he took Xiahou Shuo's cremated ashes, found the body of Xiahou Shuo's childhood sweetheart, and buried the two of them together.

After doing all this, Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui returned to the first base.

After Mu Xin returned to the base, the first thing he did was to deal with the funeral affairs of the team members who had followed him to the Yagura base, including those brothers who had gone through thick and thin with him and Yan Shaohui.

Fu Sanjin, Song Ziwen, Sha Lai, Shang Junming...

The dead cannot be resurrected. Although Mu Xin felt remorseful and guilty, the die was cast.

Apart from placing a bouquet of flowers in front of the graves of each of the four people on the Double Ninth Festival every year, he could only take care of their families to ease his guilt.

Time continued to move forward, and relying on the experimental results of Xiahou Mingjie's research, Yan Su finally developed a serum that was resistant to zombie toxins, but the efficacy was still unstable, so it could not be promoted on a large scale.

There are not as many zombies as before, and they are maintaining a strange balance with the human population, which cannot be easily broken.

Xiahou Mingjie was locked up in a small dark room by Yan Shaohui. He did the same evil things to Xiahou Mingjie as he had done to Mu Xin before.

Because of long-term repression and fear, Xiahou Mingjie soon suffered a mental breakdown and went crazy.

Yan Shaohui and Mu Xin were originally working in the office, but suddenly they heard the person who was guarding Xiahou Mingjie come to report that Xiahou Mingjie was dead in that small dark room.

Mu Xin did not go to see it, but Yan Shaohui went there, but he did not say anything either.

Later, when he overheard others gossiping, he heard that when Xiahou Mingjie died, his body was covered with bloody marks from his own scratches, and his eyes were wide open, with his eyes open to show for his death.

After listening to it, Mu Xin just treated it as a piece of gossip and moved on.

"Knock knock" there was a knock on Mu Xin's office door.

"Xiao Xin, it's time to get off work, let's go home. Uncle Wen has prepared dinner for us."

Mu Xin looked at his lover's handsome face and smiled happily, "Well, let's go home."

Yan Shaohui held Mu Xin's hand, and the two of them left the headquarters and returned to their warm home.

All the troubles are over, and now it’s time to enjoy happiness.