Chapter 208 We have no way to survive

Dozens of thunders fell in succession!

The entire head of the Sky-Devouring Vulture was charred black, and Zhao Yin's face gradually turned pale. He only stopped when his energy was exhausted.

A gust of wind gun appeared in his hand, and he mobilized the energy in the energy ring and stabbed it out with a shot!

puff!

The entire Gale Spear penetrated into the Sky-Devouring Vulture's head.

At this moment, the huge body of the Sky-Devouring Vulture shook violently, and then it died completely.

Zhao Yin slowly loosened his hand and stood there, still staring at the Sky-Devouring Vulture. He did nothing, just watched quietly.

It was as if I was staring at the tombstone of an old friend.

The sunlight above fell on Zhao Yin's tall figure, but could not shine into his eyes. No one knew what this cold-blooded man was thinking at this moment.

The whole world was in deathly silence. All the contracted beasts stood there staring at their master, unable to understand why he did this.

Especially Lao Niu and Lao Hei, they remembered that they almost killed Zhao Yin, but in the end they became his contracted beasts.

And what this Sky-Devouring Vulture did didn't seem as hateful as what he had done before!

Zhao Dehai and the others were all silent as well. They knew that Zhao Yin could take the Sky-Swallowing Vulture as his contracted beast. It was a powerful B-level beast, and with a little training in the future, it would definitely be a great fighting force.

Given the boss's usual personality, how could he kill someone?

How could he be willing to do that?

After a long while, Zhao Yin waved his hand and summoned Wang Xiaolei out of the life space.

"Wang Xiaolei, kowtow!" Zhao Yin said.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaolei's eyes widened instantly, and then she seemed to understand something and turned back in panic to look for him.

Searching for that figure in the crowd over and over again.

She looked at everyone's face several times, her face gradually turned pale, and tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string.

She said nothing, just knelt down silently and kowtowed silently.

From the moment Wu Xuegui was devoured by the superpower, he turned into energy and was used by the Sky-Swallowing Vulture to recover from his injuries.

The body was destined not to be found.

Wang Xiaolei got up from the ground and finally couldn’t hold back her tears: “Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu… wuwu…!”

"In the apocalypse, you are my last relative. How could you be so cruel as to abandon Xiaolei?"

"Uncle Wu, everything I have now is because of what you fought for me. You are not my father, but you are better than a father!"

At this moment, the little girl only knew that from now on, she would never see Uncle Wu’s kind smile again!

From then on, she was the only one left in the end of the world.

Zhao Yin pulled out the Gale Gun, collected all the blood flowing from the Sky-Swallowing Vulture, then cut it into eight pieces and put it all into the space ring.

After finishing everything by himself, he walked towards Zhao Dehai and others.

At this time, more than 10,000 survivors in the camp all walked out of the underground shelter.

Seeing the camp turned into ruins, many old people and women burst into tears.

I don’t know whether they are grieving for the dead or worrying about the future.

"Why is it him?" Zhao Yin asked calmly.

Zhao Dehai knew that Zhao Yin was asking him, and he also knew what he wanted to ask.

He told Zhao Yin in detail everything that happened after he arrived at the camp. After listening, Zhao Yin sighed silently.

No one is to blame.

The Sky-Devouring Vulture came too suddenly.

If Li Qingyang had not prepared for the rainy day and built a bunker underground, and if several soldiers had not sacrificed themselves, no one would have survived here.

Wang Xiaolei was still standing there, staring in a daze at the empty space where the Sky-Devouring Vulture died.

Zhao Yin pulled out a stump from the ruins and threw it to her: "Build a tombstone for the old cripple!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Dehai and the others and said, "I'll give you half a day. We'll set off early tomorrow morning."

Then, Zhao Yin put away all the contracted beasts and flashed into the life space.

The corpse demon Zhang Jie was still lying on the wooden bed next to the silver-skinned fruit tree, with no signs of waking up.

Two slave girls were still sewing sacks for the corn, and there was still a small pile left that had not been sent to the granary.

Zhao Yin remembered that when Wu Xuegui was still alive, he was worried about not being able to preserve corn.

Dozens of large pots were piled in the pool and washed very clean. Zhao Yin remembered that when Wu Xuegui was still alive, he always did things meticulously.

Next to the oil-pressing equipment, there were several large barrels of corn germ fried into vegetable oil, sealed there. Zhao Yin remembered what Wu Xuegui had said when he was still alive: "Boss, when we can squeeze out more oil in the future, we can make fried dough sticks and crispy vegetable pan-fried buns. I can make a lot of fried foods."

More than a dozen large barrels of corn wine were neatly arranged, and even a special wooden shelf was made to display them.

A huge pool of water is right where Wu Xuegui usually cooks. In Wu Xuegui's words, "Boss, although the pool is very large and the water source has been purified by the life space, it is not sanitary after all!"

So at first, he dug this pool with his own hands to store the drinking water...

Everything in the living space seemed to carry the shadow of that old cripple...

"Zhao Yin, what happened?"

Song Xiaodao and Ning Yue walked out of a wooden house nearby. Song Xiaodao seemed to see something from Zhao Yin's expression.

"The old cripple is dead."

Zhao Yin smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He whispered, "I died of my own stupidity."

Song Xiaodao and Ning Yue were both silent.

Not far away, the two female slaves who heard these words also froze.

It was the first time they saw Zhao Yin's smile so stiff.

……

Late at night, Yuan Baoer finally fell asleep in Zhao Dehai's arms.

The little girl still had tears on her face. In her sleep, she called out, "Brother Qingyang...Brother Qingyang...!"

Thousands of bonfires were lit in the dilapidated camp.

The 800 young and strong ordinary survivors who had followed Li Qingyang before also came back. When they heard the news of the death of Li Qingyang and others, some of them were still sobbing quietly until this moment.

There were more than 10,000 people in the entire camp. Except for the children under ten years old, no one was doing anything. Most of them were staring at the campfire in a daze.

Suddenly, a group of people came towards Zhao Dehai and others. There were about fifty or sixty of them, all young and strong. They were a large crowd. From their spirit and energy, it could be seen that they were all evolvers who had existed in the camp before.

Zhao Dehai slowly raised his head, took a look, then gently put Yuan Baoer down, stood up and asked in a low voice: "What do you want?"

"Pfft!"

“Plop!” “Plop…!”

Fifty or sixty people knelt down in front of Zhao Dehai.

"Captain Zhao, we ask you to save the camp!" A strong-looking middle-aged man looked up at Zhao Dehai.

"Save you?" Zhao Dehai was stunned.

"There are a total of 16589 people left in the camp, 8254 of them are young and strong men and women, and the rest are old people and children. We are the only 53 Evolvers who can fight the zombies. The fields built by Captain Li during his lifetime have been destroyed. We have no way to survive."

After the man finished speaking, all 53 evolvers bowed their heads.

"Captain Zhao, we all know our own limitations. No one can lead the entire camp to survive. You were once the commander of the military region. Only you can save us!"

At this time, in the entire camp, around all the campfires, except for the sleeping children, everyone stood up, knelt down and kowtowed.

"Zhao Tuan, please lead us to find a way to survive in this apocalypse!"

"Zhao Tuan, please lead us...!"

Everyone spoke in unison, and it was obvious that they had discussed something before.