End of the World: Copy 23 trillion gold at the beginning

Wang Shuxue followed Lin Feng's gaze and was immediately shocked.

Because she actually saw that the military RV they had parked here before had been buried in the yellow sand, and now she could barely see a rusty roof exposed outside.

Obviously, this is not something that can be achieved in one day.

But even so, Wang Shuxue still didn't want to believe that all this was true.

Then Wang Shuxue ran quickly to the RV and desperately dug away the sand with her bare hands. The flying sand almost blinded Wang Shuxue's eyes.

Wang Shuxue didn't care about all this. At this moment, she just wanted to verify the answer in her heart as soon as possible.

It wasn't until Wang Shuxue finally opened the car door that a musty and stale smell hit her face.

The items in the car were scattered in a mess, obviously affected by the long period of erosion.

Wang Shuxue, who saw this scene, immediately looked at Lin Feng with tears in her eyes:

"Brother Feng, if all this is true, wouldn't Xiao Linshan be three years old now?"

Lin Feng looked distressed as he hugged Wang Shuxue in his arms, his eyes red as he said, "Girl, let's go home now!"

At the same time, on the city wall of Songhai City, Zhao Jingyi stood alone on the wall.

The wind ruffled her hair, but could not blow away the sorrow in her heart.

Her gaze was fixed on the direction where Lin Feng had left three years ago. That was where her obsession lay. The expectation in her eyes seemed to be able to travel through time and space, and she was looking forward to it eagerly.

At this moment, every minute and every second of Zhao Jingyi's waiting engraved a deeper attachment and longing in her heart. All the noise around her was automatically blocked by her. It seemed that the whole world only had her and the figure who had not returned, watching alone but firmly.

At this time, a three-year-old child climbed up the city wall somewhat clumsily, came to Zhao Jingyi's side, hugged Zhao Jingyi's legs, and said in a baby voice:

"Mom, are you waiting for Dad here again?"

Zhao Jingyi immediately revealed a gentle smile. She bent down and gently picked up the child, kissed his little face, and said softly, "Be good, Xiaolin, let's wait for Daddy to come back together."

Xiao Lin blinked his big black eyes, nodded as if he understood, and held the corner of Zhao Jingyi's clothes tightly with his little hands.

Although Lin Yi is still young, he can feel the persistent waiting and faint sadness in his mother's heart, so he, who has always been naughty, seems to be particularly well-behaved and sensible at this moment.

At this time, Jingyi was holding Xiaolin Yi, her eyes still gazing into the distance, her thoughts drifting back to the day when Lin Feng left three years ago.

At that time, they could never have imagined that this separation would last such a long three years.

A trace of barely perceptible loneliness flashed across her eyes, but was quickly replaced by determination.

"Afeng will definitely be fine. He is definitely still alive, absolutely!"

At this time, in the distant desert, Lin Feng and Wang Shuxue were driving a Type 99a main battle tank, which was known as the King of Land.

The tank tracks kicked up a cloud of yellow sand, and the engine emitted a deafening roar. Like an out-of-control steel beast, it rushed all the way towards home...

In a building in Songhai City, a group of people sat together, eating peanuts and drinking grain wine they brewed themselves. It was so comfortable.

At this time, a survivor in his thirties with a pointed face and monkey cheeks suddenly stared at him intently. Zhou Qiang beside him said:

"Brother Qiang, you said that man has been gone for three years. You've done your best for those women, right? In my opinion, you should replace that man and become our boss."

As soon as that person said this, others began to echo:

"If you ask me, that man hasn't come back in three years. He's probably dead. We can't let those women have the final say in such a big city, can we?"

"That's right, we grow our own food and brew our own wine, so why should we..."

"Enough!" But before anyone could finish, Zhou Qiang slammed his wine bowl on the table and glared at his men, saying, "You've only had a few days of good life. Who saved you back then? Have you all forgotten?"

"But Brother Qiang, that person is already dead."

"Yes, Brother Qiang, if you really can't do it, then you might as well take those women in. It's the same thing."

"Yes, yes, you're right, those eleven women are all top-notch."

"Especially Zhao Jingyi, I can't help but close my eyes and masturbate when I go to sleep at night..."

Snapped--!

But at this moment, Zhou Qiang slammed the table and said angrily:

"I'll pretend I didn't hear anything you said today. If it happens again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Seeing this, everyone shut their mouths in disappointment and dared not say anything more.

Then Zhou Qiang snorted coldly at these people, turned around and left.

But when Zhou Qiang left everyone's sight, the anger on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a sinister sneer.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think in his heart:

Brother Feng, you have been gone for three years. It seems that you will never come back this time, so I am the only one who can take good care of this city, Sister Jingyi, Teacher Liu and the others for you.

The next day.

Liu Yun was holding a three-year-old girl in her arms. Like Zhao Jingyi in the past, she climbed up the city wall and looked into the distance with eager eyes.

However, there are already many survivors walking freely in and out of the city. The city gates are no longer closed like they were three years ago, and people are always on guard against attacks from zombie creatures.

So at this time, the city gradually became popular.

At this time, Zhou Qiang, who was also on the city wall, walked over quickly, took the child from Liu Yun's arms naturally, and said with concern:

"Teacher Liu, it's very windy today. Why don't you and the child go back first?"

Liu Yun smiled and shook her head, saying, "Since we're already out, let me stay here for a while."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Zhou Qiang changed the subject and said, "Teacher Liu, the child is already three years old, and you haven't given him a name yet, right?"

"Wait for his father to come back and let him get it for him."

Liu Yun responded with a smile without turning her head, then looked into the distance again.

It’s like imagining the scene when Raymond Lam returns, sees his child, and names the child.

But Liu Yun's behavior obviously made Zhou Qiang jealous.

But he had to suppress his emotions and looked at the beautiful figure in front of him that he had long coveted. He said tentatively:

"But Teacher Liu, Brother Feng hasn't been back for three years. Do you really think he will come back?"

As Zhou Qiang finished speaking, Liu Yun's delicate body seemed to be unstable and trembled violently.

"Teacher Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing this, Zhou Qiang exclaimed and quickly took the opportunity to hug Liu Yun in his arms.

In an instant, Zhou Qiang felt Wen Yu in his arms, and immediately he felt a surge of passion...