Chapter 9, Night in the Dead, Doomsday Call

Suddenly, Zhu Peng thought of something. After his face changed, he quickly pulled down the worm knife on the insect beast beside him, and then cut off the heads of all the mutilated corpses present one by one. Because his physical strength was already quite poor, he often couldn't cut off his whole head with a knife. Zhu Peng didn't You have to cut twice repeatedly without a saw, and the blood and bone marrow flow can barely be cut off.

He has to do this. With his current physical strength and spirit, he can't cope with any accidents. And these human beings killed by insects and beasts, who knows if they will become violent and man-eating zombies like tall fat people?

After all this, Zhu Peng, whose physical strength was almost seriously overdrawn, casually leaned on a corpse to breathe for a rest. Although in this environment, every breath of air, there will be a lot of bloody stench pouring into his nose, Zhu Peng can't take care of it. In the current environment, he can breathe freely. It can be said to be an unspeakable happiness. At least compared with the headless corpse on the ground, Zhu Peng is happy.

"Hey, who are you looking for, but let's talk about it first. If you want to find the former owner of this mobile phone, I can only regret to tell you that you dial the wrong number. You should call the Hell King special line that goes straight to the underworld. If you can get through, hahaha."

Saying this funny joke, Zhu Peng ignored the response from the other end of the phone, but ate and laughed by himself. At this time, he leaned against a large number of corpses in the narrow and dark elevator space, and did not intend to say anything meaningful at all. Answering this phone was just to pass the time at will. It's just a pleasure. He just wants to hear the voice of human beings at this time.

It was just that the opposite response really surprised him. He only heard a soft voice from the other end of the phone.

"Old, boss, is it you? I'm Eliza, Lena, boss, is it really you?"

As he spoke, there were bursts of sobs on the other side of the phone.

Damn it, isn't it such a coincidence? Any phone call can be received from Lena's little girl?" Lena? I didn't expect to hear your voice so clearly. At this doomsday, it is also a rare happiness to receive calls from acquaintances. Lena, where are you now? Is it safe?

As Zhu Peng spoke, he couldn't help rummaging with his left hand in the blood of the corpse under him. He was hungry for two days and one night. He had just fled through a series of fierce battles. Even Zhu Peng couldn't stand it.

Eating and drinking dew, and eating gas to live for a long time are indeed the means that practitioners can do, but with Zhu Peng's shallow and bright cultivation, it really can't reach the level of eating gas to open up the valley. This is not a matter of the ability system, but the limitation of the realm of power.

So, while talking on the phone with Lena, he was searching for food in the pile of dead meat. He really needed some food to make up for it. He just looked for it, but Zhu Peng's mouth did not stop.

"Leena, be careful. A beautiful and simple girl like you is already very dangerous. The current situation is very chaotic, so a girl like you is even more dangerous."

"Be careful to protect yourself. If you have a man around you, remember to use it if you can. If you can't use it, try to stay away. But you must remember that even if you use it, don't believe it easily. In this chaotic time, madness and blood are hitting the moral bottom line in people's hearts anytime and anywhere.

Finally, Zhu Peng found some chocolate and scattered bread on several men and women in the pool of blood. The bread has been completely soaked by blood. Looking at the red and gray colors on it, it really makes people have no appetite.

It's just that Zhu Peng thought about it, tore the blood and brain plasma on it, and then forcibly swallowed the relatively clean part of it. Although he wanted to vomit, Zhu Peng swallowed it with his eyes closed.

In the current situation, a piece of blood-stained bread may provide a rare life. If you want to survive, you have to learn to adapt.

After the bread is chocolate. Fortunately, these high-calorie foods are sealed, so Zhu Peng no longer has to endure the stench mixed with blood. The black chocolate slowly melts in Zhu Peng's mouth, and the sweet taste finally calms Zhu Peng's mood at this time.

It is said that eating chocolate has a happy effect. Originally, Zhu Peng didn't believe it, but now he had to believe it. In this narrow space of darkness and stench, a thick and sweet chocolate is indeed a great spiritual comfort.

"Hey, Lena, are you still there?" Zhu Peng said vaguely with a piece of chocolate.

"Boss, I'm still here. How are you doing? Since the disaster that day, the scene was in chaos. I wanted to find you at that time, but I couldn't find you at all in the messy crowd. I was directly squeezed out by the crowd."

"Ha ha, in that situation at that time, you, a girl with no power to bind a chicken, could do nothing at all, and it's better that you didn't find me, otherwise a weak woman and a unconscious man, there was really no way to live."

Zhu Peng laughed and spoke cheerfully, just like he sprayed fragrance in the park with birds and flowers under the blue sky and white clouds.

It's not surprising that he was in a dark and narrow power-off elevator at this time, crowded in a pile of broken meat bodies scattered with unpleasant smells. In any case, the unexpected appearance of Lena's phone brought great psychological comfort to Zhu Peng, so that he could slightly relieve the nerves that were too tense during this period.

Anyway, there is no need to pay the phone bill, so Zhu Peng and Lena have been soaking in the doomsday phone for more than three hours. If it hadn't been for the two of them, the machines would have been expensive and high-priced goods. I'm afraid the remaining batteries would not be enough for them to chat like this.

Lena originally wanted to say something to Zhu Peng, but in Zhu Peng's endless words, the girl seemed to understand something and cooperated with great understanding, which made Zhu Peng release the psychological pressure accumulated during this period. I have to say that in terms of psychological counseling and mental decompression, this private female secretary The book is very competent.

Even if Zhu Peng's words and confidation are chaotic and disorganized, her words always allow Zhu Peng to find the desire to continue.

"Really? Boss, you are so awesome."

Obviously, a few very simple introductions made Zhu Peng get spiritual relaxation and spiritual comfort in a long period of tension. Just like the girl's previous work, in addition to helping Zhu Peng sort out the trivialities and arranging the itinerary, he also needs to give Zhu Peng psychological and spiritual comfort and relaxation when needed. At this point, This girl has always been doing a good job.

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