Rebirth Doomsday Notes

Chapter 122 Volume 2: The Age Abandoned by the Gods 122: Messy in the Wind

A large army green truck was driving on the deserted street. This is the closest county town to the city. The street that should be very lively is now in depression.

The streets were overgrown with weeds and litter everywhere, and some damaged cars were randomly thrown on the side of the road. On such a long stretch of road, there was not a single living thing to be seen along the way, and the entire county seemed to be shrouded in a sense of death.

Rong Yan drove the car expressionlessly, and Dai Wanjun, who was knocked out by him, was thrown into the passenger seat. Although he and the people behind him had no chance to go back alive, considering the The next thing still needs their efforts, and Rong Yan didn't change his face in a hurry.

The bumps on the road finally woke Dai Wanjun up, and he opened his eyes in a daze. His neck was obviously swollen after being stabbed in the hand, and it was swollen and painful.

"Ouch!~~~" Stretching out his hand to touch his neck, Dai Wanjun groaned, and subconsciously turned to look at Rong Yan who was driving, with half fear and half resentment in his eyes.

"Wake up." Rong Yan said calmly.

The corners of Dai Wanjun's eyes twitched fiercely, and he said in a low tone, "Thank you for your mercy, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wake up right now."

Rong Yan didn't take this person seriously at all, so he didn't take offense at Dai Wanjun's eccentric reply, and his glasses were full of sarcasm.

"There is a food processing factory in front, and there is not much food outside. There should be some stock in the warehouse of the food processing factory. Go in later, and you tell the people below to make a quick decision... "

Rong Yan was talking, when he turned the corner ahead, the signboard of the food processing factory was in sight.

Dai Wanjun suppressed the anger in his heart, managed to calm down, listened to Rong Yan's instructions, and nodded.

However, in his heart, he didn't feel that there was still food in the warehouse of that food processing factory, not to mention that it had been so long, if there was, how much more could there be?

You can think of this place, can others not think of it?

Dai Wanjun secretly despised Rong Yan in his heart.

The truck drove to the gate of the food processing factory, but the gate was not closed. Rong Yan drove the truck straight in. Looking at the dilapidated factory building outside through the glass window, Dai Wanjun felt panic for no reason.

Rong Yan remained expressionless from beginning to end, parked the car outside the warehouse, pulled out the car key, took the Japanese sword in his hand, and got out of the car neatly.

Dai Wanjun hesitated for a moment, but still did not follow.

He didn't see a single person along the road. Although it was sunny, he always felt that this place was spooky. If possible, Dai Wanjun would like to stay in the car all the time.

Rong Yan ignored the cowardly person, and walked towards the warehouse gate at a leisurely pace, looking around and listening to all directions, without missing a single detail.

Around the dilapidated warehouse, it was deserted, not even the sound of the wind could be heard.

With his back to the truck, Rong Yan took out a small black box from his body. The display screen on the box was dimly lit, and three small red dots flashed in the compass-like interface.

The little red dot kept flashing, but it didn't get close to where he was right now.

Rong Yan narrowed his eyes, put the small black box away again, took off his glasses and put them in his pocket, checked the gate and the small door next to it for easy passage, and then returned to the car.

Call the people behind the car and Dai Wanjun to get out of the car. They came out this time, including Rong Yan, a total of fifteen people.

In consideration of saving time, if we divide into two teams for fear of accidents, we might as well walk together and have a follow-up.

Rong Yan's suggestion was immediately adopted by Dai Wanjun and others, and Dai Wanjun even raised his hands in favor. Anyway, there are many people and strength, even if something happens, with so many of them, it is impossible for him to be the first one.

Lock the truck, and the others unload the small carts and other tools for delivery. A group of people followed Rong Yan to the small door on the side of the warehouse.

Rong Yan pulled out the blade, the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and cut the iron like mud.

The small door was forcibly opened, and the alarm inside seemed to go off, but it was at this time, and there would be no more police coming.

Dai Wanjun followed Rong Yan step by step. The warehouse was very dark and the ground was very messy. Everyone who came in turned on their flashlights and shone around.

The food packaging bags left on the ground and the collapsed shelves all show that the warehouse has been severely ransacked and there is no food at all.

Everyone put their eyes on Rong Yan, but found that Rong Yan didn't stop at all, and walked into the warehouse without even looking at it.

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As soon as Du Fanxuan's last dish came out of the pot, Liu Nie flew in from the outside. The yin and yang wings flapped lightly, and the two whiskers on his head trembled as he spotted the dishes on the counter.

"You're here." Du Fanxuan put down the spatula in his hand, looked up, and greeted Yao Mozi with a smile.

Yao Mozi didn't appreciate it, and flew around in a circle, "Your vegetarian food is really rich."

The corner of Du Fanxuan's mouth twitched, and he knew that there was nothing good to say from this moth's mouth.

"Are you feeling better?"

Du Fanxuan didn't know that when he was in a coma, Liu Xie had already come out, it was just that Yao Mozi had been recuperating in the jade tablet, and now he just came out.

"What do you mean better? My deity, my deity has always been very good." There was a little unnaturalness in Liu Xie's tone, but it was quickly overshadowed.

Smiling and shaking his head, Du Xiaoer understood that such a moth's mouth is hard.

Wrap those dishes one by one with plastic wrap, and then put them in the gourd space, leaving only a plate of fried vegetables with mushrooms and tomato soup.

After serving a bowl of rice, he brought the vegetables and soup to the dining table. Xie Ling, who had been lying on the table for a while, saw Du Fanxuan approaching and stopped watching the cartoon. In Du Fanxuan's arms.

Du Fanxuan lovingly kissed the little thing's dragon horn, and sat down with Xiling in his arms.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xie silently rolled his eyes.

"Mother."

The chopsticks in his hand fell to the table with a "slap". Du Fanxuan was shocked, and he lowered his head stiffly, looking at Xi Ling in his arms.

The little thing opened a pair of golden eyes, looking at him innocently, his little mouth moved, and he said in a correct voice, "Mom!"

Du Fanxuan, "..."

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