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

"Brother Feng, now that things are clear, what are you going to do?"

Han Wushuang clenched his fists angrily and looked at Lin Feng intently.

"Is that even a question? Of course we slaughter them and hang them on the city wall to dry."

"That's a good idea."

Boom ~ boom ~ boom ~

However, at this moment, a dull bell sounded suddenly, and each sound was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

The sound of the bell seemed to have some kind of magic, which instantly quieted down the excited crowd and made them prick up their ears vigilantly.

"There's something wrong with the bell. It sounds like some kind of signal." Lin Feng frowned, his eyes showing vigilance. He quickly stood up, walked to the window, and tried to observe what was happening outside through the dusty window.

Daha also came to the door, his ears trembling slightly, trying to catch the sounds from the outside world, and then lowered his voice and said:

"Lin Feng, there seem to be footsteps outside, and there are quite a few of them."

Lin Feng peered through the window, using his night vision to observe the scene outside. He replied in a low voice, "It's indeed quite a lot, because now everyone in this city has returned."

When the girls heard Lin Feng say this, they quickly gathered around him, their expressions instantly becoming serious.

Because at this time they actually saw that those survivors who were like the walking dead in the east all walked out of their rooms and gathered in one direction with a dazed look on their faces.

"Afeng, what are they going to do?" Zhao Jingyi asked in a low voice beside Lin Feng's ear.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Feng did not answer immediately, but asked: "Do these survivors look like a flock of sheep?"

"Sheep?"

The girls looked at each other and said in unison in surprise.

Lin Feng nodded and continued, "If I'm not mistaken, among these survivors, there must be a few who will be the rations for the others tomorrow!"

As soon as Lin Feng said this, all the girls couldn't help but gasp, and everyone's expression was one of shock.

It was not until a long while later that Zhao Jingyi said in a trembling voice, "Afeng, if this is true, these people are simply too terrifying."

"Brother Feng, what should we do next?"

At this time, Han Wushuang's face was even more gloomy. As he looked at Lin Feng and asked, the other girls also turned their eyes to Lin Feng.

Just waiting for Lin Feng's order, Zhao Jingyi and other women will be able to raze the entire place to the ground in an instant.

But Lin Feng laughed and said, "Why are you so anxious? In my opinion, they are already dead. It's just that I haven't had enough fun with them yet."

"Brother Feng, how do you plan to play with them?" Ning Rushuang looked at Lin Feng and said.

"Of course it's your turn next."

"Me?" Ning Rushuang asked puzzledly.

Lin Feng smiled calmly and said:

"Have you forgotten what Banxia said just now? Anyone who eats this white meat will become like these survivors, with a dull expression and empty eyes. If we don't leave now, won't we be exposed?"

"Brother Feng, I understand what you mean."

As Ning Rushuang spoke, she used her illusion ability.

In just the blink of an eye, the number of people and dogs in the room doubled.

Then, Lin Feng and Zhao Jingyi, who were transformed by Ning Rushuang, held their children and, like the survivors in the city, opened the door with dull and empty eyes, and followed the survivors in the same direction.

These "Lin Feng and others" created by illusion mixed into the team of survivors without attracting anyone's attention at all.

Lin Feng and his group hid in the darkness of the room, closely watching the movements outside.

Han Wushuang couldn't contain his inner excitement and said in a low voice:

"Brother Feng, you know what, this is quite exciting and fun, but they won't find out, right?"

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the departing figures as he responded:

"Don't worry, Rushuang's illusion is flawless. With the eyesight of people like them, they can't see any problem at all."

As time passed, the footsteps outside gradually faded away, and the whole town fell into an eerie silence.

At this time, Zhao Jingyi began to ask: "Afeng, they are all gone, when are we going to act?"

Lin Feng pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Wait two more minutes."

Then after a while, Lin Feng felt that the time was almost right, so he whispered, "Action!"

Upon hearing this, everyone carried the children and led the dog out of the room quietly, carefully following the direction the survivor had gone.

In the moonlight, their figures were vaguely visible on the mottled walls. When they reached the edge of the town, they saw a huge warehouse with strange lights flickering around it, and countless survivors were pouring into it.

Suddenly, one of Daha's puppy sons couldn't help but growl softly. Lin Feng quickly patted its head gently, signaling it to be quiet.

Just then, the door of the warehouse slowly closed with a dull sound.

"It looks like they've all gone in," Lin Feng whispered, "Let's go around from the back and find a hidden place to observe."

"it is good."

So the women immediately nodded and responded at the same time.

At the same time, in this warehouse, the priest and dozens of believers stood on a dilapidated container, looking at the survivors with dull expressions below.

When he saw "Lin Feng and others" in the crowd, he suddenly said with a bit of enthusiasm and complacency:

"Today many more people have joined our big family. This is God's will and God's favor to us!

It is God who has made us help each other in these last days, to huddle together for warmth, to drive away the severe cold, hunger, and illness of these last days. So who will be the next lucky person to become God's favorite today?

As the priest spoke, he suddenly raised his hands, holding a tome that was already worn out but regarded as a treasure. His eyes flashed with a strange light as he glanced at the people in the audience who looked like zombies.

At this time, a survivor with a dull look in his eyes slowly squeezed out from the crowd, slowly knelt in front of the priest, and begged in an extremely pious tone:

"Father, if I can be chosen by God, I am willing to repay you with my soulless body."

"I would like that too."

"And I……"

In just a short while, dozens of survivors squeezed out of the crowd and knelt in front of the priest.

Looking at the survivors kneeling at his feet, the priest raised a strange smile and looked down at the survivors kneeling at his feet, his voice becoming more and more excited:

"God will hear your prayers and your devotion will be rewarded!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his dry finger and pointed at one of the survivors...