Chapter 357

Huahai City has a resident population of at least four million.

It was almost a month since the end of the world, and Song Yan believed that in Huahai City, a city in the University of Nuo, there would be no more than 100,000 survivors.

From the eastern suburbs to the urban area, there are about 20 kilometers away.

For Song Yan, who was flying with the sword, it would take a minute to get there.

There are high-rise buildings, and abandoned cars are everywhere on the criss-crossed highways.

Song Yan originally wanted Yu Jian to investigate the whole city in the sky, but unexpectedly, he encountered a group of mutated sparrows.

"twitter!"

The number of these sparrows is extremely large, perhaps tens of thousands.

Fortunately, the speed of these mutant sparrows was slag compared to the speed of the flying sword, but Song Yan did not dare to fly freely in the sky, so as not to attract the attention of the mutant birds.

He believed that since there were mutated sparrows, there must be other mutated birds.

Depressing the sword light, Song Yan landed downstairs in a building in the city center.

There are zombies roaming the streets everywhere.

The appearance of Song Yan made these wandering zombies find their target and rushed towards him roaring.

Putting away the flying sword, Song Yan took out a machete from the storage spirit ring.

After a night of rain, the zombies have evolved into zombies above the second order, but since that night, it has never rained again.

"kill!"

Like a phantom, Song Yan, holding a machete, rushed out, the heads of the zombies flew up, and the headless zombies that lost their heads kept falling down.

In just a few minutes, all the hundreds of zombies gathered from all around were cut off by him.

Putting away the machete, Song Yan took out the dagger and broke open the zombie's head to start taking evolutionary crystals.

Now, it has been almost a month since the end of the world broke out, and I don’t know if there are other magical uses for the evolutionary crystals.

Just after taking the crystals from more than 100 zombies, Song Yan was once again surrounded by zombies. This time, there were more zombies, more than 200.

"kill!"

The mountain machete appeared in Song Yan's hands again, and then, a feast of slaughter started with a bang.

In less than five minutes, the heads of more than 200 zombies were all cut off, and Song Yan started to do the same thing again, breaking open their heads to take crystals.

On the floors on both sides of the street, there were several pairs of eyes staring at Song Yan with stunned eyes. In their opinion, zombies are a very terrifying monster, but when Song Yan kills them, it is like chopping vegetables and melons. This is really incredible. .

Song Yan had already noticed those prying eyes, but he just ignored it.

This time, before he could finish taking the evolutionary crystals in the heads of the more than 200 zombies, more zombies gathered.

Without further ado, Song Yan once again took out the machete to kill.

Even if it is not infused with True Essence, the machete is extremely sharp just by swinging it with physical strength, and it can take away the lives of one, two, or even more zombies by swinging it at will.

Two hours later, Song Yan had killed no less than 2,000 zombies.

But there are still a large number of zombies gathered from all around.

Song Yan shuddered a little when he thought that there were nearly 4 million zombies in this city.

According to the calculation of killing 1,000 zombies in one hour, he would have to kill 4,000 hours without sleep to kill 4 million zombies. If converted into days, it would be 166 days and 6 hours.

Of course, it was impossible for him to kill for more than 160 days without sleep. If the 12 hours of rest and sleep were put aside, then it would take him 332 days to kill the zombies in Guanghuahai City.

If it is calculated according to a city with 100,000 survivors.

Wouldn't he have to conquer ten cities to gather a million people?

After calculating this, Song Yan feels a little hard, Nima, isn't ten years too long?

Looking at the zombies that came up again, Song Yan had no desire to continue killing, and he was ready to leave here with a flick of his body.

"Brother, wait!"

Song Yan turned around, but saw a little girl running towards him.

Song Yan vaguely remembered that there was such a little girl in his eyes, and it seemed that he lived on the 16th floor.

Soon after the end of the world, the power was cut off. That is to say, the girl walked down from the 16th floor, and she had to avoid zombies along the way.

Therefore, Song Yan chose to stop.

"Pfft!"

The little girl was in a hurry, for fear that Song Yan would leave and trip over the head of a zombie. However, she did not cry. Just when she was about to get up alone, a hand reached out to her, and there was a gentle voice. The voice followed: "Give me your hand."

The little girl hesitated, because her hands were very dirty, and she reached out after wiping hard on her unclean skirt.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan was suddenly touched somewhere in his heart and pulled the little girl up, but his voice became more gentle: "It doesn't hurt, right?"

"No, I'm not afraid of pain! Thank you, brother!" The little girl said timidly, but Song Yan's eyes fell on her two frayed knees.

"By the way, do you have anything to do with your brother?"

"Brother, please save my mother, okay?" The little girl looked up at Song Yan pitifully and begged.

"Okay! Take me to see your mother." Song Yan agreed without thinking.

"Thank you brother, thank you brother! You are a big hero!" The little girl said excitedly, and immediately dragged Song Yan towards the building.

Running down from the 16th floor, the little girl was already very tired, her clothes were wet with sweat, and her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat. However, she did not feel tired at all, but had a hopeful smile on her face, because she I know that if I bring this big brother back, I can save my mother.

"What's your name, little sister!" Suddenly, Song Yan hugged the little girl.

"Brother, my name is Bao'er, you better put me down, Bao'er is dirty and will stain your clothes!" Bao'er said with a serious face, but his eyes were so timid.

Although he fought for two hours and killed more than 2,000 zombies, Song Yan's body was still clean, not even a trace of blood.

"It's okay, my brother is not afraid of getting dirty!" Song Yan smiled. Suddenly, he moved in his heart and took out a piece of fragrant bread from the storage spirit ring and handed it to Bao'er: "Bao'er is given to you by my brother."

Smelling the fragrance of the bread, Bo'er subconsciously licked her lips, hesitated before taking the bread, and politely said thank you brother.

But what surprised Song Yan was that Bao'er actually divided the bread into two halves, one half was only one-third, half was two-thirds, and she ate half of the third.

"Bao'er, why didn't you finish eating?" Song Yan asked curiously.

"I'll leave the rest for my mother to eat!" Bao'er smiled sweetly at Song Yan, and said as a matter of course.

"You don't have to leave it for mom, brother still has it here!" Song Yan took out another piece of bread and shook it in front of Bao'er.

...

Soon, Song Yan carried Bao'er to the 16th floor, but just as he arrived at the door, his expression suddenly changed.