Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

"Sure enough, she has Yuan Kongye's genes in her body! She's a woman who refuses to settle down!"

Zhang Yi touched his nose and had complicated feelings towards Zhu Yu.

Because she looks almost exactly like Yuan Kongye, and her abilities are completely upgraded versions of Yuan Kongye.

Whenever he saw her, Zhang Yi would always bring her into the fold as an old friend, and it was a very subtle feeling.

Seeing this, Yang Xinxin said calmly, "That's easy. If you feel embarrassed, I will find an opportunity to kill her."

She didn't mind erasing anything that made Zhang Yi feel uneasy.

Yang Xinxin has the confidence. Even if she is not an extraordinary person, she can use her brain to set up a killing trap that will surely kill Zhu Yu!

Zhang Yi was silent for a while, then shook his head.

"Forget it, we'll talk about her later. For now, let her help us delay for a while! With her around, we can temporarily divert the attention of the Wuluan Empire."

"Still delaying?"

Yang Xinxin couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed, "Brother, we prepared everything for the attack three months ago. Taking down the Wuluan Empire is a foregone conclusion. How long do you want to prepare for it?"

Zhang Yi spread his hands and said as if it was a matter of course, "If I wasn't worried about changes, I would have wanted to elevate the Huaxu Kingdom to a great god-level civilization like the Yihen Clan, and then slap the Wuluan Empire to death with a single blow."

"It would be best if we could capture them without getting hurt. After all," he took a deep breath, stared at Yang Xinxin, and said very sincerely, "I don't want to see anyone around me die!"

"Whether it's you, Xinxin, or my other family members, or the friends I know, I don't want you to die or even get hurt."

"But war is cruel, and casualties are inevitable. So I can only do my best to improve my strength and minimize casualties."

Yang Xinxin looked at Zhang Yi with a tenderness in her eyes that she had never shown to anyone else.

"Brother, you are so gentle!"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly, "This world is becoming increasingly dangerous. Sooner or later, the familiar faces around us will die one by one. If we're left alone by then, how lonely will we be?"

Yang Xinxin nodded and was about to go back to continue arranging the battle plan.

Zhang Yi called her and handed her a sacrificial spirit.

"I gave one to Ke Ran, and this one is yours. After all, I don't need it for the time being."

It takes a long time to digest the alien essences in the body, and Zhang Yi likes to maximize the value of all resources.

Before the war comes, every bit of improvement you can make for the people around you is a plus.

Yang Xinxin just took a look and shook her head with a smile.

"Brother, I don't need it either!"

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

"why?"

Yang Xinxin pointed to her head and said, "The essence of superpowers is thinking. I don't want my superpower index to increase too quickly and affect the improvement of my thinking dimension."

Zhang Yi lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Looking at Yang Sisi's leaving back, he suddenly understood what Ling meant by the ultimate state of "no desire".

“I can’t learn it!”

Zhang Yi exclaimed.

There are still two sacrificial spirits in hand. Zhang Yi doesn't need them himself, so he has to find someone else to deliver them.

Zhang Yi rubbed his chin and began to screen the candidates.

The absorption of the sacrificial spirit is not unlimited. The more talented a person is, the greater the absorption effect will be.

If a fool gets it, his body will be like a sieve and will not be able to retain much energy.

"Fatty Xu is currently unsuitable for absorption. He was just promoted to Ipsilon not long ago and hasn't developed his abilities enough. Giving him the energy would be a waste."

"Huahua, Liang Yue, and the others are strong enough. Uncle You is taking the path of mechanical ascension, so he's not too interested in this stuff."

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Yi suddenly realized that his companions around him had basically reached a very high level and did not really need to rely on the spirit of sacrifice to significantly increase their strength for the time being.

At this moment, a voice came silently.

"Perhaps, Brother Zhang Yi, could you consider me?"

The voice was very unfamiliar. It sounded sweet but also a little stiff when calling "brother".

Zhang Yi looked around but couldn't see who it was.

"Strange, why does this voice sound so familiar?"

His shadow slowly condensed into a human shape from the ground. Mu Yan, dressed in black and wearing a black lace eye mask, stood quietly beside Zhang Yi.

She is always like this, with a frighteningly low sense of presence, and she rarely speaks even at home on weekdays.

This is not because she is aloof, but because that is her personality.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have this ability.

Zhang Yi just remembered at this moment that Mu Yan is only at the 9999 point level of Delta level.

Mu Yan's talent is also average, and in Blizzard City, he is just an ordinary captain level.

In the shelter, his talent is slightly stronger than Fatty Xu and Uncle You.

That’s right, although it may not be polite, Fatty Xu and Uncle You are not that talented, and their talents are purely due to Zhang Yi’s massive resources.

But so what? Zhang Yi was happy, and he was happy to share his resources with those around him.

It was rare for Mu Yan to take the initiative. Normally, she seldom made any requests. After all, it was an honor to be able to follow Zhang Yi.

If not, perhaps she had become Zhuyu's tonic.

Mu Yan felt a little embarrassed being stared at by Zhang Yi, but no one could resist the temptation of improving their life level.

The spirit of the sacrifice is just something of some value to Zhang Yi, but if it is placed in the outside world, it is enough to trigger a war between the two countries!

Even Mu Yan showed up to ask for it.