Chapter 0399 Sword Edge

Jianfeng frowned slightly. She didn't like Muxue. As a high gene owner, Muxue assumed the role of inheritor of paternal genes. From the age of 18 to now, he has been the father of 26 women and gave birth to 56 children.

People said that he was about to retire and his gene quality had declined.

So he could really choose his wife.

Muxue once told Jianfeng that she wanted her to be his wife, which annoyed Jianfeng, so he also hated Muxue's approach in recent times.

Mu Xue was unaware of this and smiled:

"Jian Feng, my dad said you will also participate in tomorrow's mission. This will be your last time to leave the Snow Castle and participate in the task of collecting supplies. You can go out and play without studying. Are you happy?"

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"Oh?"

Jian Feng turned his head to look at Mu Xue and said:

"What do you mean? This time it is a task of collecting supplies?"

Jian Feng was of course surprised. In the past two years, she has participated in zombie removal tasks and has not collected supplies for a long time, because there are basically no supplies to collect in places where humans can go on this planet.

"Yes, didn't you hear the history teacher say that we went to this place during the Panlong Campaign?"

"What? Is it the place where the great god Meng Liang died?"

"Yes! Hehe, but what great god? The history teacher is just talking nonsense. He might just be an ancient farmer.

"You are talking nonsense. He is the pioneer of the battle between humans and zombies. When the doomsday just broke out, how many humans could reach the state of reincarnation? He dared to confront the zombie army head-on, which is worthy of admiration. In the five hundred years since the doomsday, the human coalition has fought against the zombie army more than a hundred times. Has it ever won? The last time was eighty years ago. The 200 million human coalition fought a decisive battle with the zombie army at the Great Wall. The final outcome was..."

Speaking of this, Jianfeng stopped talking.

In history, that battle was called the Battle of Human Destruction. There is no need to say more.

The predecessors of the Snow Castle were the survivors of that war, a total of 327 people.

Jianfeng's thinking paused here, and he became lazy again and yawned.

"Okay, okay, we won't mention Meng Liang. He is just a dead historical figure. Go back and pack your things tonight. I will also go tomorrow. After completing this mission, we can come back and get married. This is the supreme honor. You know Jianfeng, only by marrying me can you escape from being a commoner and become a noble. The supplies of a noble are much better than those of a commoner. We can only eat one egg a week, and you can also have such a life in the future. "

Jianfeng stopped talking. She didn't want to eat eggs. She had no interest at all.

This class was spent in a daze. If Muxue hadn't been around, Jianfeng might have listened carefully.

After class, Jianfeng immediately left the classroom and ran away like a fly, making Muxue unable to catch up.

The south side of the Himalayas, at an altitude of 7,000 meters, is covered with snow all year round. Zombies basically don't come to this place. It is indeed suitable for seclusion.

Jianfeng ran down all the way, running two kilometers, and reached an altitude of about 5,000 meters.

Here you can see some grass plants such as purple-flowered needlegrass, which form the alpine grassland belt.

Jianfeng likes this place. It is not as cold as the top of the mountain, the sun is warmer, and you can see grass all over the mountains.

She often comes here to play on weekdays. This time she didn't stop and continued to run down the mountain.

At an altitude of about 4,000 meters,

This is the mountain shrub grassland belt, which belongs to the grassland Soil type.

This place has long been cultivated, and crops such as highland barley, wheat, rapeseed and peas are planted. They are harvested once a year and can be eaten by the people of the Snow Palace.

In order to protect crops, the Snow Palace also built houses and placed guards here, mainly to defend against wild animals such as wild yaks, Tibetan antelopes, marmots, pikas and foxes.

Those guards would greet Jianfeng enthusiastically when they saw her. They all knew that she was a little master and a genius among the common people. Most nobles' genes were not as good as hers. It was a pity that she was an orphan and had no power, so she was still a commoner until now.

The black uncle York saw little Jianfeng and shouted to her:

"I heard that it won't be long before you can live with Muxue, lucky woman, and you will have a noble life afterwards, and when your son is born, he will be a real noble. At that time, he will have Muxue and you as his background, and he will never be bullied again. "

Uncle York said this because he remembered that Jianfeng was often bullied when he was a child.

At the age of seven, he had to follow a group of adults to carry out missions.

This trip lasted for two years, and after returning after two years, the little boy had grown into a little beauty, but she looked cold and ruthless, with murderous eyes.

That was eight years ago. There were fifty-four people in their team when they went out, but only this little girl came back.

She told everyone that everyone else died and she killed a lot of zombies, so she was able to return.

People thought she was lying, but after checking her parameters, she had entered the 2nd level and had 300,000 HP.

Therefore, little Jianfeng is definitely a legend in the eyes of most civilians.

Everyone would speak enthusiastically when they saw her.

Little Jianfeng was usually very polite to everyone, but today she ignored the black uncle York because he mentioned something that made her unhappy, so she didn't want to sleep with Muxue.

Continue to walk down and leave the cultivated land, and finally she found a Tibetan antelope, a male, very heavy.

Jianfeng smiled and ran over quickly.

The Tibetan antelope found the danger and wanted to escape, but it didn't know that the girl it met was named Jianfeng.

The fleeting life, on the gray-brown grass of the mountains, a piece of blood fell, turning the side into a touch of red, which looked cruel and bright, vivid but ruthless.

Jianfeng carried the Tibetan antelope, peeled the skin here, disassembled it, and sprinkled salt on it. Then he took out his big backpack, took out the plastic cloth inside, wrapped the pieces of mutton, and put them back into the bag.

Well, she prepared her own food for the trip.

This may be her last trip.

Jianfeng stood on the cold ridge, looking into the distance, with a solemn face.

At the age of fifteen, the black uncle York called her "woman".

Although there are many courses in the Snow Palace, they are nothing more than teaching people to respect and obey the Snow Palace, so Jianfeng is not a very educated person, she doesn't even know a few ancient Chinese characters.

But this could not stop the fact that she was already an adult. She had an independent mind and began to think about her life. Was it really over? Would she stay here and give birth to children, one by one, like all other women?

With a gloomy feeling in his heart, Jianfeng raised his hands to his mouth, making a big trumpet shape and called out.

The sound spread far away and echoed in the valley, sounding as crisp as a cuckoo and sharp as a mountain breeze.